Holiday with Mother-in-Law, Chapter 1 - Sex Stories

Holiday with Mother-in-Law, Chapter 1

HOLIDAY WITH MOTHER-IN-LAW – Chapter 1 After some years of disputes and unfriendly relations between me and my Mother-in-Law, Smartphone stickers and her Birthday led to a new relationship and a surprising holiday…. Part 1 The birth of my daughter led to the start of a deteriorating relationship between me and my Mother-in-law. It principally began during my wife`s pregnancy. I was away working at a needed (money-wise) job in a neighbouring country, and flew home one weekend every month, to go to the Doctor with my wife, Sonia. She complained her Mother was not at all interested in her pregnancy, never asked her, never helped her about anything – and this to be the first grandchild, and while my wife was continuing her own job as an Accounting clerk. That didn`t endear me much to her Mother, especially as I contributed money for her every month, as is the culture here in Thailand: children – and their husbands, if daughters - take care of their parents, so the doctrine goes, even when the parent left her perfectly good, easy job, to…well, do nothing at home except eat and get fatter. She had a boyfriend – I mean Mae, the Mother – and he was a fun guy, but he never contributed much money, though received all the `benefits` of a `wife` shall we say. My wife`s Father had died at a young age, and my wife mostly raised herself and her younger sister while living with him, as their Mother had run out on them. But, after he died, they moved to the city with their Mother, and the ...

... 3 of them had lived together ever since. Well, until I married Sonia, and then we all lived together for a couple of years, until younger sister bought a house just around the corner, and she and her Mother moved there. Part 2 I was with my wife for the birth – having given up my job in her 9th month and come home to be with her – and it was Dad who held our daughter first, before the nurse put her to my wife`s (succulent) breast. It was after my daughter was moved up to the Nursery, and my wife to her room, the newly-crowned Grandmother began her take-over of our baby. She was furious the Hospital wouldn`t allow her inside the Nursery where the babies slept or were treated, when not with their Mothers. I was allowed in, covered by a protective suit, mask and special shoes: but only Mothers and Fathers were allowed. Mae took over showing her daughter how to breast feed, though I considered the Nurse to be better at it, and trained to assist new Mothers… Mae complained about this…and that…and everything else…. At home 3 days later, I began losing my daughter to the `house around there` as I began referring to the next street – hardly 50m away – house of my sister-in-law, where Grandmother/Mae insisted my wife take Ellie, my daughter`s nickname – for baths and feeding and dressing…while I, the foreigner, the Father, gradually gave up complaining to my wife and endured it, while I also gradually turned against my interfering Mae. I even stopped attending dinners out and family ...