My Life as a Cuckold - Sex Stories

My Life as a Cuckold

... slid my hand down and felt the soft firmness of her buttock through the thin material of her dress. She looked up at me smiling and softly asked, "Do you like what you're feeling?" "Yes. Very much." Almost in a whisper, she said, "Don't get caught." With that I took her in my arms and she put her arms around me. I went to kiss her and she pleaded, "No! Don't kiss me on the lips. Oh please, no!" I could have f***ed her and taken her. It was what we both wanted but she had her boundaries, which I had to respect. Her husband was a gentle, loving and trusting man. If we went all the way, the burden of guilt would have been too heavy for both of us. We both knew what we were doing was wrong but it was so exciting. In the heat of some of these encounters she would ask me to take care of her daughter. Sometimes people would say to us, "You two seem to be very close." My mother-in-law would laugh and say, "He's the son I never had." Over the years, we secretly loved each other as lovers and although many times we came very close, we never consummated the relationship. She passed away a couple of years ago. To the world, she was always a very serious woman but I'll always remember how, whenever we were alone, her eyes would take on a sparkle and she would get very giddy like a teenage girl. It was about a year after her passing, that her life long girl friend and confident came up to me and quietly said, "You know, your mother-in-law really loved you." "I know, I loved her too." End