Moving in with Mother-in-law Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

Moving in with Mother-in-law Ch. 01

My wife Mary is quite a few years older than me (seven to be exact), and we started out as fuck buddies and were always together because we both were insatiable when it came to sex. We both just wanted to fuck all the time, and it worked out that we discovered that not only did we fuck well together. We actually got along quite well, and after 4-5 years of at minimum daily fucking, we ended up getting married. Mary was above average height for a woman, about 5'9", and well built. She had above average sized breasts, and nice thick thighs, which gave her a statuesque look when we first met - Diana the Huntress style, but less Hollywood than that. She has a pretty face, not gorgeous, but her smile is as wide as my arm is long, and her visage sparkled when it came out.

This story occurs when she was 45 and I was 38, so from the time I met when I was 25 and she was 32, time had taken its toll - a few extra pounds here, a bit more sag there, but she wears it proportionally. She still has the same shape as before, just a little bit larger. Throw her into a tight pair of jeans and a sweater, and she is popping to look at. Add her brown-blond hair and her grey eyes, and she is as fine a specimen as a regular old guy like me would ever aspire to.

I am 38 now, and come in a normal 6', 180lb model. I work out a bit, don't run, so while not "dad bod", I don't sport a 6-pack, either. I could peel off 10 lbs and look amazing naked, I think, but I just haven't gone to the extra ...

... effort. Brown hair, brown eyes, and a normal old average 6" below the belt. I am starting to sprout a few grey hairs along the temples, and Mary makes fun of me when people think I am older than her, which happens 80% of the time. She doesn't wear makeup, and I think that factors in, as her skin is smooth as can be, and when she flashes that smile, it drops 10 years off her appearance.

Mary's mother Brandi was only 19 years older than Mary. Brandi is a tiny little thing, only 5'2" (she claims 5'4", but she's lying), but has the same out of proportion chest that Mary obviously got from her mother. At 64, she probably weighs 110 lbs, tops, probably less, but I am not stupid enough to ask. She has that short girl build that I adore, large chest and wide hips but a petite little waist, even if a bit puffy in the belly area. She'd been married and divorced 4 times over the years, and was again on her own. She has always accepted us being together, even with the age difference, unlike the vast majority of our families, wagging their fingers and tongues about us to the point we just stopped being around them much. This really took its toll on us at first, but we grew stronger together through all the negativity, and counted on each other for everything. I trust her fully and vice versa. It really was "Us vs. The World." That being said, Mary's mother Brandi and her Aunt Margy were the only two to really take me in as part of the family, and I enjoyed their company. They would tease me ...