Holiday with Mother-in-Law, Chapter 4 - Sex Stories

Holiday with Mother-in-Law, Chapter 4

... her at peaks of emotions and feelings, and I smiled around the nipples I kept interchanging and sliding along my tongue. Sarah didn`t talk much, and nor did I – my mouth better occupied – but she did moan and groan almost constantly, and it was for a very long time, as I went to my own routine of long and short, hard and gentle, slow and fast, repeated and held back, and it was her nails, sometimes caresses, which told me when she needed me to change my rhythm. Lusting for her I guess, I wanted my balls to refill and to empty inside her again, give her that epitome of success, of reaching the mountain top and claiming the world far below. Perhaps not lust; perhaps a new form of love was in my heart, as well as my cock. But I didn`t empty myself in her again, as she had work tomorrow and finally fell asleep under me. “I love you in some special way, Sarah, my sister-in-law” I whispered to her ear, and, for another first time, lightly kissed her lips. I gingerly climbed out and off her, exited via her main door, and crept down the stairs – very carefully, as Sarah`s staircase had even narrower, more dangerous, steps than my own house, and they always scared me, and I was always telling Ellie to be very careful too! I used the downstairs bathroom to wash my genitals and clean my teeth, having left my bag down there fortunately, and I put on another pair of house shorts, and went into the lounge area, the digital clock on the TV satellite box reading 04.25. Lying down on the big ...

... sofa…. Part 3 “Daddy, where are you” Ellie wailed loudly, waking me: 06.30. “I`m downstairs Ellie, come down, but be quiet, little one - Khun Mae might be asleep, is she?” She began clumping down the stairs, and I could hear the water pump going and guessed Sarah was in her shower, to get ready for work. “Good morning, Daddy, why weren`t you in bed” Ellie was pouting as she came to the bottom steps, clutching Stitch, her current favourite cuddly toy. “I woke earlier, Ellie, and wanted everybody else to stay asleep, so I came down; do you need the toilet, Ellie…it looks like it” as she squirmed her legs and held a hand over her groin. I took her into the toilet, where she could take care of herself, except for washing herself, so I always did that, just a quick rinse after she had finished peeing. Then washed my hands and washed her face and brushed her hair, and then myself. I cleaned my teeth, but Ellie would do hers after breakfast, so ablutions finished, I made a café and she chose a yoghurt milk drink for now. I didn`t know the controls, but Ellie did, and so she settled down to watch BBC CBeebies on TV – an educational program I had been letting her watch since a young toddler, and from which she learned English and manners and sharing and playing… Stepping outside, I sat on the cool, concrete bench seat, had a cigarette with my café, and wondered about going home – all 50m around the corner. Still musing, Sarah came downstairs, ready for work; she sat with Ellie for a ...