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Mother in law

It had been a beautiful week and the weekend was looking to be even more beautiful. My wife and myself were at my mother in laws' house for dinner on a Thursday evening. My wife was talking to her sister about the annual weekend away they do with their dad. They were both not pleased that it was on one of the hottest weekends we'd had for most of the summer. As my wife and her sister talked, my mother in law asked me what my plans for my weekend on my own were. I told her that I had lots of painting on the garage and re staining of the fence I wanted to get done. Other then that not much beside cutting grass and if the night was not too windy I might sit in back yard and listen to some music and have a Bon fire. So the dinner and conversation continued and after dinner we all hoped in my truck and went to caught a movie at the theatre. Once the movie was over and we head back to drop the in laws off. My mother in-law suggested if I need a hand at all with painting she'd be glad to help. Once we got home the wife suggested it would lbe a good idea for her mother to help, she loves to paint and it would save me a ton of time and she'd probably cook dinner for me as well. So the wife called her and asked if she'd was free tomorrow, as well too remind her sister that their dad would be picking her up around 430pm. Once she was off the phone she told me that I could pick up her mom tomorrow morning, just to call before I headed over. As well that she'd be up around six am, so ...

... anytime after seven. I woke up early as I usually am up by five am for work, but working four days a week and getting Fridays off I've just kept the same wake up time. It allows me to accomplish so much more with that extra day off. I took my long shower and got all cleaned up. I figured it was time to shave the boys as it had been a week since I last touched them up. Once I had that whole area cleaned up and trimmed, I cleaned up my facial hair a little. I put on some after shave and cologne. The scent was one that my wife was kind of fond of and her mother had remarked at it last Christmas as well. We were alone in the kitchen. She had stated that it was just the perfect scent for myself. Jokingly that if she was only twenty years younger the effect it was currently having upon her would not be as easily hid. For she would have been wearing a short skirt and no underwear! Luckily the sweat pants she was wearing at the moment were doing an adequate job, but once dinner was made she'd have to excuse herself to take care of the moistness between her legs, because if she sat it'd look much like she'd pissed herself. The fact that these sweat pants and shirt were making her sweat bricks was probably the only reason we all couldn't smell her arousal, she stated to me with an aroused tone, a glisten in her eye, as she drank in all of me with her eyes. Now this kind of caught me off guard, as she'd never talked to me in such away. It wasn't the first time I have caught her staring at ...