The story I am about to share is true. It was unexpected and led to my first marriage ending, but totally worth it. This is a story about being seduced by my former mother-in-law, Judi.
I was 25 when I started dating Dani. She was totally out of my league: 5' 8" with legs that would make a Rockett envious. She had wavy chestnut hair, eyes that transformed from green to blue depending on her mood or how much alcohol she consumed. Her tits weren't huge, but as Sidra Holland famously told Jerry Seinfeld, they were real and they were spectacular. And her ass. Oh my her ass was tight, round and open for business.
We met on a Friday night at a popular Irish pub in Manhattan Beach. I was there with my roommate, Mark, drinking black and tans, when she walked in. The bar was packed, but as soon as she entered it seemed as if she was the only person there. While Mark and I would have to fight the throngs of patrons only to be ignored by the bartender for a solid five minutes before ordering, Dani walked right up to the bar and within moments had a gin and tonic in her hand with some guy handing the bartender a fiver.
Every guy (and probably half the women) had their eye on her with a combination of hope and lust. Before she had an opportunity to finish her drink, she was being handed a new one by a hopeful suitor only to be dismissed after the minimum amount of required polite conversation. I didn't even try my luck. This woman was a solid 10, even surrounded by a bevy of beautiful California Beach babes, and I was at best a 7 by Midwestern ones.
I pulled Mark's eyes off her and suggested we play some darts. Neither of us were particularly good, but we had a lot of fun, celebrating when a dart went relatively close to where we were aiming.
'Mind if we join you?' a woman's voice said from behind me.
Before I was able to spin around, I saw Mark's eyes become big as saucers and a stupid smile overtake his face. His head started nodding awkwardly in agreement.
As I turned around I immediately saw the cause of his flustered state. The gorgeous woman that caused such a stir when she entered, was asking if she could join our darts game. If she was a 10, the friend, Amanda, with her was a 9.9.
'Of course, but we take darts pretty seriously,' I joked.
'I can see that,' she laughed, eyeing the darts scattered all over the target.
We paired off, Dani and I against Mark and Amanda. While Dani wasn't any better than us, Amanda was clearly a hustler, single handedly beating us three games in a row.
Despite their model looks, Dani and Amanda were the exact opposite of most Manhattan Beach beauties. Neither was the slightest bit full of themselves. In fact, if you couldn't see Dani, you would think she was a bit of a nerd. She taught AP Calculus at Hermosa Beach High School, she had strong opinions that The Empire Strikes Back was the best Star Wars movie, and she proudly drove a Prius with a 26.2 bumper sticker to represent her insane hobby of running marathons..
As the night was winding down, Dani asked to see my phone. After handing my iPhone over she added her phone number and told me to text her.
Without even trying, I was headed home with the phone number of the hottest woman in the South Bay. Mark was not so lucky.
Over the next several months Dani and I became inseparable and somehow I was able to look at her as just a cool woman and not be constantly mesmerized by her looks. Though whenever we were out, I always noticed people obviously wondering how the hell a woman like her was with a guy like me.
On the anniversary of our first dart game, I proposed to her and we had a simple wedding back in her home state of Michigan. While I was not particularly close with my parents whom it seemed I could never live up to their expectations, I effortlessly folded into her family. We spent holidays back in Michigan, we even went on a river cruise with her parents, older brother and his wife.
That river cruise down the Rhine was where this story really starts, but I would be remiss if I didn't at least share a little about my sex life with Dani.
Dani loved sex and she wasn't shy about it. Eight years into our marriage we were still having sex three times a day, often having quickies in the bathroom at Starbucks or a dressing room.
She loved riding me, looking directly in my eyes as she ground away on my cock uttering the dirtiest things imaginable.
She approached sex like she was in a PhD program, constantly reading about new sex techniques, watching videos to teach her how to squirt, and committing to the Kama Sutra. For my 30th birthday she surprised me with a threesome with a gorgeous pro volleyball player she had met while running on the Strand.
I was definitely a lucky guy. I mean I was the envy of every guy I knew.
Things really changed when we were invited to go on an eight-day river cruise from Amsterdam to Basel with her family. By this point we had been married for 8 years and it still felt like we were on our honeymoon. In fact, Dani informed me she wasn't packing any panties for the trip and we would definitely be enjoying ourselves Amsterdam Style as she called it. I didn't know what that meant, but I was certainly intrigued.
We all arrived in Amsterdam a few days before the cruise started to allow us to explore the city. Dani and I were joined by her parents, Todd and Judi, and her younger brother, Tim, and his girlfriend, Teagan. Oddly, Teagan looked enough like Dani and their mom that I am sure a psychiatrist would have a hay day with analyzing Tim's subconscious incentual desires.
I could share details about the sex with Dani which was robust and frequent, but you want to hear about how I ended up with Judi taking my cock, right?
I had spent plenty of time with Judi over the years and there was never a hint of anything sexual or even a bit of flirting. I won't deny that I hadn't noticed where Dani got her looks from, but I never allowed myself to think about it.
Judi was 59 years old and not quite as tall as Dani but still a rocking body. I don't know exactly when it happened that older women looked like Golden Girls when I was a kid but now look as hot as ever. Her hair was a shade darker than Dani's, her tits had to be at least a cup bigger (thanks to a Beverly Hills augmentation I later discovered), and she clearly had a standing date for her Botox injections.
Oh, her ass was every bit as perfect as Dani's despite being 25 years older.
On our second night in Amsterdam we decided to all go out for a nice dinner then indulge in the local nightlife scene. After having some surprisingly good pizza we asked our waiter where we should go to have some fun. After clarifying what we meant by fun, our affable waiter suggested Club NYX.
'So what do you think Suz and Todd, are you going to hang out with us?' I asked as we walked into the warm Holland evening.
'I don't know, can you keep up with us?' Judi responded with a devilish wink.
Maybe it was the four Heineken's that I downed at dinner, but I wasn't sure she wasn't directly challenging her party spirit but rather suggesting something inappropriate for a mother-in-law to say to her daughter's husband.
I bit and responded, 'You had better cancel that morning boat tour, because I am going to show you a good time.' I was fully aware of the double entendre, I just hoped the rest of the family didn't pick it up, especially Dani.
'Why, are you going to keep me up all night?' she asked, looking straight through to my soul.
My skin flushed and now there was no misinterpreting her comments as anything other than flirtatious. All of her focus was directly on me as if the rest of her family was not right next to us.
I looked around, expecting to see glares from Dani or Todd, but they were distracted by a peloton of bicyclists that zipped passed.
Emboldened by the brews, I wanted to respond with something equally suggestive, but all I could muster was an awkward laugh and an even more awkward smile.
I couldn't take my eyes off her, and she was making no effort to divert her gaze from me. I hadn't noticed before just how good she looked this evening. She had her brown hair pulled back in a high ponytail with a pair of loose strands of hair that youthfully framed her face. She had stylish jeans that were just tight enough to show off her perfect ass while not looking inappropriate for a woman pushing her 7th decade of life. Her emerald sweater was also just the right tightness to highlight her tits if you cared to look without inviting unwanted leers. She could easily pass as Dani's older sister if you didn't look too hard.
