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I was still on my knees, as I finished slurping up the juice from Joyce's orgasm. Her hands were resting on my head as she took in several deep breaths. I raised my head to get a view of Joyce lying on her back. The sight I saw made my cock twitch. I watched as Joyce's breasts rose up and down as she tried to get her breathing under control. The nipples on her breasts were rigid, calling for my mouth. I looked at Joyce's face. Her eyes were closed and she had a smile on her face.
I took a deep breath and returned my gaze to her crotch. Joyce's clit was wet with my saliva and her pussy juice. The small patch of bedspread under her was wet. Time seemed to stand still as I tried to recall how long I had been planning and scheming to get to this point. Was it two or three years ago I had decided I wanted; no I needed to fuck my Mother In-Law. The In-Laws lived several hours away so that left me lots of time to plan my scheme. I knew they would visit at least once every four or six weeks and spend the weekend. I knew if this was going to happen I'd have to get more intimate with Joyce. Up until I put my plan into motion our greetings and goodbyes were a quick peck on the cheek and a brief hug. I recall the look of surprise on Joyce's face the first time I kissed her on the lips when they arrived for a visit. The hug was much tighter while my hands rubbed her back. Over time my hands would slide down her sides to her hips as we hugged. Many times as they pulled up the driveway I would get out the cherry flavored cock lube and put a dab or two on my fingertip, rub the head of my cock and then smear it on my lips for Joyce to taste.
Whenever I was alone with Joyce albeit most of the time for only a minute or less I would steer our conversations toward things that allowed me to use sexual innuendos. Joyce began to open up as time went on. She would hug me back and rub my arms. Our hello and goodbye kisses seemed to last longer and Joyce would smile each time. I began to notice the tone of her voice would change when we talked on the telephone and she would always tell me if she was alone in the house.
Most of my calls were legitimate. Sometimes I'd have a real question for her or my Father In-Law. Sometimes I'd call because I was feeling horny and wanted to hear her voice while I stroke my cock to orgasm. The telephone calls were hit and miss. On the In-Laws visits to our home I would hope and be ready for those times we'd be alone in the living room. I'd wear my sweats without underwear and position myself so only Joyce could see me playing with my cock. As time went on I began to notice as I rub my crotch, Joyce would lightly rub her hand on her thigh in a circular motion. I'd use my peripheral vison and catch her looking briefly once in a awhile. Once in a while Joyce and I would be the last ones to go to bed. Many times I wanted to take my cock out and have her watch we stroke it. I just never had the courage.
Now I was on my knees and licking her juices off my lips. Only two months ago my wife and I, along with her parents had made a six hour drive together to visit my daughters family. I did most of the driving. Each time we'd stop I'd help Joyce out of the back seat of the truck and help her back in. Joyce would grab the hand guard and place a foot on the step rail. I'd place both my hands on her ass and push up and close the door for her. By the time we got to my daughters I had blue balls and that night I begged my wife to suck me dry. The room we used was next to the downstairs bathroom and the other spare bedroom was next to it. In order to get to the bathroom you had to come through our room. The bed we slept on was a blow up which sat only sixteen inches off the ground.
I woke up the morning after our arrival to my Father In-Law walking by my bed in only his underwear, carrying his clothes to take a shower. The wife was already upstairs. Our dog was still lying next to the bed. I rolled over onto my back and began playing with my cock. I glanced toward the other bedroom discovered the door was partial open. Joyce comes walking out in her pajamas and stops to pet the dog. My one hand is still stroking my cock as she bends down, pets the dog and smiles as she says:
"Good morning. You two look like you are comfortable."
