My wife loves birthdays and birthday celebrations. Her mother, Karen's big day was tomorrow, which coincided this year with the weekend, Saturday, to be exact.
We had just arrived in her hometown that Friday after a four-hour early morning drive, and Karen was delighted about our arrival.
I was excited because I might enjoy some good birthday pussy this weekend. Karen's visit two months ago was still fresh in my memory. It was a glorious and memorable kitchen fuck that concluded in the nick of time, with my wife showing up merely minutes after I exhausted my load in her Mom.
I could only hope that the opportunity would present itself again. She had a sensational body at her age, and her sexual experience was unparalleled. She knew how to coax the cum from a hard cock.
Karen greeted us at the door with hugs and party favors, a pre-birthday celebratory greeting. She was still a party girl at heart.
After a filling lunch buffet, the wife and I retired to the guest bedroom for some R&R. A few hours later, aromas from the kitchen woke us.
"I'm going in the kitchen to check Mom's dinner progress, said Wifey. I'll let you know when it's time to eat."
Enjoying the solitude, I turned on the TV, turned off the sound, picked up the novel I had brought, and began to read and appreciate the atmosphere of peace.
Was saucy Mother-in-law Karen's warm, wet honey pot on my mind? Absolutely. But, time was limited, and the surroundings were not as well known and, thus, not as comfortable. All I could hope for was that she had a birthday cock on her mind and knew how to make it happen.
The dinner invitation came about an hour later when my wife returned to the bedroom with instructions to get dressed and freshen up. I had dozed off into Dreamworld.
"Uh, it's obvious what's on your mind, my wife said with a smile. My rod stood hard at attention underneath the covers. I'll take care of that tonight. Now, let's go eat."
Of course, dinner was tasty. Karen's best friend joined us with a dessert that capped off the meal. They were very close, even finishing each other's sentences. And she was as saucy as Karen. It was a filling and joyous little get-together among family and friends.
As we finished the delicious dessert, the wife's phone rang. She walked into the Living Room to avoid disturbing our spirited conversation, although we could hear that her phone conversation was just as full of spirit.
"I interrupted the fun and said, "Karen, I must say that was a dinner to remember, and that dessert, pow! That meal is going to lead me to a very relaxing evening.
The wife returned to the table and relayed the phone call that had her all smiles. Her old roommate from college was also in town for the weekend and wanted to know if she could break away from the family to hang out for a while.
"Do you mind, honey, if I leave you to yourself for a couple of hours?" She asked me. Emily's going to swing by and pick me up.
