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Mother In Law takes command

My wife had gone to the mall in Manchester, it was around a ninety-minute drive from home, so I knew I had a decent amount of time alone. I locked the front and back doors, that meant that you needed a key to get in, and we only had three of them, so I was sure I would be undisturbed. I had a key, my wife had one and her mother had one and there was no reason why she would call in with Gillian out of town. This was a day for me. I had no interest in sport, so it wasn't a day sat in front of the box, no, I was going to have a long soak in the bath and then enjoy a cold beer and listen to some 70's rock.

Two bottles of Pedigree in the fridge for later and then I went up to the bathroom, put the plug in the tub and turned the taps on and threw some salts in the water. Satisfied that the temperature would be hot, but not too hot, I went to our bedroom and stripped.

I reached for my skull buster razor and started to run it around my crotch. I loved this razor, specially designed for men, it had seven rotating swivel heads and followed every contour. It was designed for men that liked a bald head, but I preferred its use a little lower down. It shaved really closely and with a new blade in the post every month, there was no pulling or nicking. It shaved smooth and I never got razor burn. I covered my pubis and then my upper and inner thighs. Lastly my cock and balls, holding my cock out of the way I ran the razor over my balls, covering each one several times, and then my ...

... cock.

As always when I shaved, I ended up with a firm semi, I often masturbated to a satisfying fountaining conclusion, but today I decided against, perhaps later in the bath. I put my razor back in its box and went to the bathroom. The bath was just at the right depth, and a perfect temperature. I stepped in and slowly sat down, the water covering me almost, my cock was like an island with a single palm tree, poking out of the water.

I grabbed the scrunchie and ran it all over me, removing any dead skin and leaving my skin tingling. I closed my eyes and lay back and daydreamed as I held my now stiff cock in my dominant right hand thinking of my wife. We walked up a wilderness footpath between heavily leafed deciduous trees, occasional rays of sun beams cutting through, a slight shimmer in the air with insects flitting. I grabbed my wife's hand and headed off through the trees, leaving the path and heading I knew not where.

After about ten minutes walking we came across a leafy glade and I settled our backpack in front of a large ash tree and sat down. Gillian sat beside me and in a gap in the trees we could see the valley below, but nowhere could we see any signs of habitation. It felt like we were in another country, on another world, not a hill in Northern England.

Gillian took my hand and kissed it and then lay back, her eyes closed. I leant over and brushed her lips with mine and got a reassuring murmur back. Encouraged I ran a hand up her thigh and across her ...