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

Moving in with Mother-in-law Ch. 01

... and leaned down to kiss her. She smelled and is amazing. "I love you so much," I told her after kissing her goodbye.

She squeezed my cock one last time before getting up and heading out to the kitchen. I got dressed and headed out to the site, my mind on tits and handjobs and Mary being full of the dirty talk about her mother, for heaven's sake! Being a bit distracted, I didn't finish everything before they left for the day, so I made plans to come back tomorrow. That night, I went down on Mary for a good 30 minutes, bringing her to multiple orgasms before I finally entered her, her begging for cock after each orgasm, but not saying no to more licking, either. I came quite quickly after all that buildup, and was both glad and disappointed at the same time that no dirty talk happened, other than the normal "Yes, oh god yes," and "fuck me now!" that usually accompanies our lovemaking sessions.

I got up the next morning, and took a shower before work. I was drying off when the door opens, and Brandi comes scooting in, hurriedly going to toilet, dropping her panties and sitting down. She began to pee right away. "Sorry, I had to go, us old ladies can't just hold it forever."

"No problem," I said, trying not to look or listen, standing there with a towel covering my lower parts.

Brandi finished peeing, wiped, and stood up before lifting her panties over her light-colored hairy bush. "You don't get dry just staring, you know." Brandi said. I averted my gaze and ...

... started drying off again as she walked out. I saw her glance over, using the mirror to look at my nakedness as she walked out. Fair is fair, I looked at her, I think to myself as I finished drying off. I got dressed for work and off I went, half my mind ignoring Brandi's boldness at staring at my naked body, and the other half trying to figure out what the hell. The day went by, and I just figured that she is just a roommate, and these things happen with multiple people sharing a small space.

A week passed, and life goes on, and I just chalked up that incident as just one of those things, and put it out of my mind. I was getting ready to head into the office when my phone rings, and it's my boss. She needs me to be at a client site this week, about an hour away. "Be there by 8:30Am, sharp. Don't be late." I look at the clock. 7:45AM. Well, shit. I step into our room and tell Mary goodbye and that I will be at a site all day today.

"Sounds good, love you," she mumbled out after our kiss, and I head out in a rush, tying to figure out how to beat traffic so I'm not late. I was moderately successful, and cut off 10 minutes from the trip, arriving only 5 or 6 minutes past the bottom of the hour. The client was a bit miffed about their having to wait, but since it was only a few minutes, they weren't overly peeved, but told me that I would be working 10 minutes past ending time to make up for it.

I got through work, but it took all day plus those extra 10 minutes, so when I ...