It was Sunday morning. Terri was up a little before me, and when I came down to the kitchen, Terri was sitting at the kitchen table with a sudoku she had been struggling with for days. Ashley was also up, standing next to Terri's right shoulder, trying to help.
I walked up to the women, said good morning and "what are you up to". Terri said she was doing Sudoku and needed all the help she could get. I got up behind Ashley to pretend I wanted to help, too. I kind of leaned over Ashley to look between Ashley's and Terri's head. In that position I had to get really close to Ashley to be able to see anything.
I knew exactly where I wanted Ashley, but it would be fun to just tease her a little before I revealed what I had caught on camera. I pretended to be really into helping Terri, and gave suggestions for a "3" here and a "9" there, gradually getting closer and closer to Ashley. I kept moving forward as if I was super eager, now turning slightly towards my right to wedge my body in between the two women to get close to the Sudoku.
I kept thinking about what I had seen the day before and had soon developed a massive erection that was now pushing hard against Ashley's left hip. Ashley was clearly noticing as she wriggled and shifted her position to get away a little. But she was too polite to say anything. At least in front of her daughter.
I wanted to test the limits more before I finally "took" Ashley as my property. While Terri was really deep into a long string of what-ifs, I lifted my left arm and got a grip of Ashley's right boob. Ashley reacted instinctively and took one quick step to away from me, pushing my hand down. Terri noticed obviously noticed the commotion.
"Mum! What is it? What's wrong?"
Ashley looked at me with a startled face, struggling to not let Terri know what just happened. She clearly hoped it was some kind of mistake. That I had wanted to grope Terri and just reached the wrong way.
"Oh... it was ... nothing..."
Ashley looked at me, her eyes asking me "What?"
"You have behaved so strangely lately..." Terri said to her mother. Ashley did not reply.
"Well, you two are disturbing me more than you are helping. It is better if you leave me alone. The coffee is ready. Paul, serve your dear mother in law a nice cup in the living room while I do some more Sudoku and listen to the last 25 minutes of the Investments Weekly podcast, will you? I will make breakfast for us when the podcast is done."
She put on her Bose noise cancelling headset and totally disappeared in her business/Sudoku world.
This was perfect! I had 25 minutes, plus the time Terri would use for making breakfast, to finish off what I started yesterday. That was more than enough time.
I poured two cups of coffee and walked into the living room. Ashley followed promptly and once out of Terri's sight she whispered,
"What the hell was that! That was very far from OK!" Her confusion had turned to anger.
"You don't need to whisper," I said, "Terri can't hear us with that headset on."
I continued. "But let me tell you what that was? That was me letting you feel my boner against your hip. Then it was me grabbing your boob."
"What the ...!?" she kept whispering.
"Have you turned absolutely insane? You can't do that!! How can you do that?"
She whispered and screamed at the same time. Now it was a total mix of anger and confusion. I had always been the perfect son in law. This was not at all something she would expect from me.
I was calm on the outside, but inside I was boiling. I was literally seconds away from my most thrilling sexual experience ever!
"Sit down" I told her. "Let me explain."
She sat down, not because she wanted to do what I instructed her, but she was doing her part to not further escalate the situation.
I sat down next to her. She moved one seat away. I moved half a seat after her as to say: "Stop right there. You are not getting away". She stayed in her seat, looked at me and said
"Ok. Explain. This better be good!"
"You see Ashley, I have always adored you. Ever since the first time Terri brought me to your home. I still remember the tight top and the short skirt. I just wanted to rip off your clothes and take you there and then!"
"Paul! Stop! This is sick! This is crazy! I am your wife's mother for god's sake!"
Ashley had stopped whispering.
"I am done. I won't sit her and listen to this perverted stuff. Get a hold of yourself and give me an apology when you have come to your senses. Who ARE you!? I am leaving NOW."
"Ashley. You are not leaving. You are staying right here."
I put a hand on her thigh and stared straight at her.
"Because if you do not stay and listen, who knows what I will do with the knowledge of how you behave in your daughter's house"
She jumped in her seat and gasped. What did I know? Had I seen something when I came back from the run? Had I found her panties? She started breathing heavily, but used every fiber of her body to seem unaffected. Without luck.
"How I behave? I behave totally normal. I don't know what you are talking about," she said with a voice attempting to sound confident.
"Well, let me show you," I said.
I pulled up my phone and turned on the TV. I connected the phone to the TV so I could show a couple of very interesting videos to Ashley.
First I showed her the video of her face when she had watched her daughter Terri on my computer.
"So, what is this?" I asked her.
At first she just sat there with open mouth watching. She instantly understood what this was. It was her facial expressions from when she had been looking at her daughter Terri's naked photos. Full figure nudity. Boobs. Asshole. Legs spread wide. Terri bent forward exposing her cunt. Terri's cunt gaping wide. Ashley had seen it all. And she had spent way to much time looking at the photos.
She looked back at me: "That is my face. What is wrong with that?"
"What is wrong is that it is your face while you were getting excited from watching your own daughter as a porn star."
Her heart was visibly pounding and I even thought I could see her brain trying to figure out how to get out of this. Her face turned from despair to triumph, and she said:
"Oh, what I see is a video of my face. How will you convince anyone else what I am looking at. It will only hit back on you as a pervert with crazy fantasies! This is nothing! I am leaving now!"
"Don't leave just yet, Ashley. There is more."
Without taking my eyes off her, I reached for my pocket and picked up Ashley's panties from yesterday and put it on the living room table. I did not say anything. I just looked calmly at her.
She looked at the panties. Then she looked at me. Neither of us said a word. Her eyes were wide open and her breath lacked every hint of rhythm. I continued.
"They are yours, right? I was wondering why I would find your panties on the floor in the living room, but then I checked the recording I had made with my mobile. You remember I left the phone here in the living room while running, don't you. Did you ever consider that the camera could have been running?"
Ashley stopped breathing. She just looked at me in terror. Could it be that I had filmed her masturbating on the sofa? Could it be??
I turned on the video and her body collapsed back in the sofa while she placed her hands in front of her face when she saw herself fingering her pussy. I paused the video in a place where her face was totally clear and her pussy was visibly filled up with fingers.
"What the... How did... No... Fuck, fuck, fuck! Fuck you! FUCK YOU! "
"I mean... Paul, pretty please! I am not mad at you any more. Let's forget about all of this! You HAVE to delete those videos! Please! PLEASE! And turn it off NOW. Terri could come."
"Ashley, I understand your position. And I will do what you ask. That is: If you do one thing for me in return."
"I will. ... Hey wait! That depends. What is it you want? No! When I think of it - this is no negotiation! You will delete the videos. Period! Because I tell you to!"