Mrs. G, she’s a hot MILF. She’s also my wife’s mother. Her name is Linda but I can’t bring myself to call her by her first name, but for the sake of this story, I will. Mrs. G… Linda doesn’t realize how hot she is, and Mr. G (aka Tony) in my opinion takes her for granted. It could be the product of their 20-year marriage. You may ask yourselves how I know. Well, I’m intuitive that way. I pick up on their body language and capture Linda’s passive/aggressive comments directed at her husband Tony. I can tell she doesn’t get dicked as often as she’d like. Time has allowed me to become familiar with their routine. He goes to bed early. She stays up reading her romance novels probably wishing she was the female character who gets swept off her feet by the strong, hung male lead.
And that’s where I come in. I have the hots for my mother-in-law. She’s got a body that screams FUCK ME and it just plain gets my dick hard!! She doesn’t realize how beautiful she is mainly because she hasn’t been told in a while. She’s got a pair of tits that could feed an army, not Dolly Parton freakish big, but for a woman in her mid-40’s her tits have held up well. Her ass. Wow! Her ass was made for spanking. And I’m guessing she hasn’t gotten spanked in a while.
Linda didn’t like me when she met me. Well, let me be clear… she didn’t like the idea of her daughter dating a black guy. She’d freak if she knew how much her daughter enjoys sex and all the depraved things I’ve taught her, and make her do. She and Tony never right out came and said they didn’t like me. It was a gut feeling, and my gut feeling hasn’t failed me yet.
This turn of events happened about a month ago. My wife and I had a big blow up… a big one, and I was distraught. She threatened to leave me … and all over porn. Yes, porn. She’d caught me watching porn and she was so disgusted by it. She couldn’t get over her anger, and said I wasn’t a loyal husband. In the moment, I made promises I knew I couldn’t keep. I kept promising her I’d never watch porn again. She couldn’t understand why I was watching videos of hot moms fucking their sons. I couldn’t explain my way out of it. I just couldn’t. All I could do was apologize but it wasn’t good enough for her. She yelled at me and threw me out.
I jumped in my car and just drove. I drove around aimlessly, or so I thought. Somehow, I found myself parked in my in-law’s driveway. I didn’t know how I got there, and not quite sure why I had subconsciously drove to my wife’s parents’ home.
A movement caught my eye. I’d seen a dim light in the downstairs study, but thought it was too late for anyone to be awake. Then I saw it again. Someone was moving about, and I could tell it was Linda.
I soon found myself at the doorstep. I knocked lightly so as to not wake Tony, and in a whisper called out to Linda. I stood still for what seemed like an eternity and then suddenly the porch light came on. I again called out to Linda, somewhat above a whisper but loud enough for her to know it was me. Suddenly the door opened slightly and she was standing semi-hiding her body behind the door. She looked somewhat surprised to see me standing there and asked what I was doing there, and at this time of night.