My next visit with my MIL, I decided to see how far I could go...
To recap my previous story: I've always been turned on by my mother in law, Gail, and love to secretly masturbate around her whenever I can. She's been recovering from surgery and I've been helping look after her, which has given us more time alone together than ever before, and I've been taking the opportunity!
My second visit the other day was similar to the first. Though she had recovered somewhat from the surgery, she was feeling very tired that day, and was spending most of her time on the couch in the living room. It is an L-shaped sectional, and she lies with her head at one end. When I arrived, she said she had errands for me to run, but that first I could sit and relax. Like before I sat at the opposite arm of the sectional so we were facing each other diagonally. This time though I didn't waste any time. There was a folded up quilt that she wasn't using, so I took the quilt, and lay down underneath it. As we lay there chatting, working under cover of the quilt, I unzipped my fly and began rubbing my already-hard cock through my boxers. After a little while I unbuttoned my jeans for easier access, and I lay there masturbating through my shorts as I chatted with Gail only a couple of feet away. Soon, though, Gail sat up on the couch and said it was time for me to head out on my errands. She stood and up and started walking towards the kitchen, then looked back at me and said "Come on, time for you to get up!" Maybe I'm imagining it, but I could swear she said it with a bit of a smirk, as if saying "I know you're not just relaxing under that blanket!"
I took care of the errands and brought back lunch for us. After lunch, it was back to the couch to watch TV and chat, and I was back under my blanket. This time I didn't even wait. I unzipped and unbuttoned and went back to rubbing my cock through my shorts. I'm not really sure how I looked to her; I wasn't making a ton of movement, but I was clearly lying with both hands deep under the blanket, and I'm sure that if she was paying attention she would sometimes see movement around my crotch. She never gave any indication of noticing though. Finally, I decided to go for it. Working under the blanket, I pulled my cock and balls out through the fly in my boxers, and there I was holding my cock in my hand as I chatted with Gail. Since there was no lubrication I wasn't getting close to orgasm, but it was incredibly hot nonetheless. I've come to the conclusion that she must know what I am doing under the blanket and must not care. I don't know if my fantasy of her offering to help will ever come true - she might just have no libido - but I like to think she kind of gets a kick out of knowing how she turns me on!
Gail decided that she wanted to get out of the house and asked if I'd drive her to the store. She was still in her nightgown, so she asked me to go upstairs and get her pants, which were on the shelf in her bathroom. She got up to go into the kitchen so I had no problem putting myself back together before getting up. I went upstairs and got the pants, and noticed a bottle of lotion. I didn't exactly have a plan, but I felt like this might be my only chance, so I undid my pants, took a squirt of lotion, and rubbed it on my cock. I then went back downstairs to the kitchen and handed Gail her pants. I almost wondered if she'd put them on right there in front of me, but alas no - she went to the bathroom, which was past the living room down a little hall.
I then made a quick decision. I pulled my still-hard cock out of my pants, got a bit of water from the sink, and started jerking off right there in the kitchen. I didn't know how long I had till she returned from the bathroom, but I felt like I'd hear the door open and have enough time to button up. But did I dare to cum? What if she came out when I was mid-orgasm? I decided there was no turning back now. I grabbed a paper towel and walked around the kitchen jerking furiously. My heart was beating through my chest at the thought that Gail might return any second. It didn't take long for me to cum a huge load into the paper towel, which I shoved into her trash can. I heard the bathroom door open just as I was buttoning up my pants. Gail came back into the kitchen and we were on our way.
As we were leaving, I remembered something. Being that she lives alone, Gail has a good security system. There is an outdoor camera but also a few in the house, including one in the kitchen pointing towards the door. I am pretty sure I walked in the range of that camera as I was wandering around with my cock in my hand! Of course, she wouldn't have been watching the security footage at that moment since she was getting dressed, and I don't think she would have any need to go back and watch camera footage later. Still, you never know... my wife has said that Gail does sometimes watch her old camera footage. Perhaps one day she will get a nice surprise!
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