Mother in Law Plays Games

Thank you for reading my story, I hope that you enjoy it, love mica xx Yorkshire, England

I kissed Samantha as we made our way up to bed, tonight was our last night for a while, Sam had to get up early to drive to Manchester to catch a flight to Aberdeen, she was staying for four nights, away on business. We had spent a lazy hour in bed this afternoon, and as much as I wanted to shag her again, I understood why not, she had showered and douched, and it would be hours before she would be able to cleanse herself again, and so we had spent time in our bed making love in the afternoon, and then whilst I ordered an uber take away, she went and showered.

Our Chinese had arrived, spicy beef and noodles for me, sweet and sour pork for Sam. We had eaten, I put the empty containers outside so as not to stink out the house, and we headed to bed. I was so horny, probably because I wasn't going to see Sam for days, but I didn't try and push it. I accepted why she didn't want to. Sam took my hand and put it on my hard dick.

"You do it, just don't get it on me, I will watch."

I looked at her and kissed her hard, "I don't mind waiting until you get back," I said.

"No. Do it, I like watching you masturbate."

"But it feels so one sided."

"I assure you it isn't."

I lay back, the quilt at the foot of the bed, both of us naked, my head next to hers on our pillows. I started to move. I held my dick near the top, my foreskin could then move down and expose my dick head. I squeezed hard, almost hurting but not quite. At first, I moved quite slowly and then faster and harder, my hand slapping against my pubis, the familiar sound of sex. Harder I went, almost ferociously, Sam calling my name, encouraging me, my foreskin pulled tight down to my root, my dickhead exposing then hiding. I could feel the tightness deep in my root, my balls ached and my buttocks clenched.

"Oh baby" I called and my dick erupted, twice, three times, spurts of semen arcing and landing on my stomach.

"God that is so hot," Sam said as she handed me a couple of tissues. We fell asleep.

Sam's alarm went off, I got up and went down to the kitchen and made her a travel mug coffee to drink on her drive to the airport. We kissed, we embraced, and she was gone from my life for four nights. I made myself a coffee and went back to bed browsing the internet for a while. I woke up later, my stomach crusty where I hadn't wiped as well as I thought.

I got up and ran the shower, I was working from home this week whilst Sam was away with the car, I still needed to be clean and dressed. As I stood in the shower I looked down and watched the yellow swirls of urine go down the plug hole as my bladder emptied itself of my middle of the night coffee. I ran the shower over my stomach, washing away my crusty residue. I took the shower head from the stand and rinsed myself, standing for a moment aiming the shower spray at my dick, my knees sagging as the almost orgasmic feelings from the water spray tickled my dick and balls.

I dried and put on a robe and went down, bacon under the grill as I buttered a cob and flicked the kettle on for another coffee. Bacon buttie and coffee made, I went and sat in the conservatory listening to the birds and sounds of distant traffic, my robe open and splayed down at my sides. I enjoyed the feel of the morning air on my dick and watched it as blood flowed a little and it began to firm up. No time for that now.

My phone rang, it was Sam, she had arrived at her hotel, too early to check in and access her room, but she had been able to leave her luggage, and they would put it in her room when it was ready. All she would have to do is pick up her room key that evening.

I showed her my semi hard dick and said I was missing her already, she said we could video call that evening and make each other happy. I laughed and said only her being here would make me truly happy, we blew kisses and the call ended.

I put the mug and dishes in the kitchen and went up to get dressed, I needed to be 'decent' in case I had any zoom calls, so I put an open necked shirt on, boxers and some cargo shorts. That would pass muster. Roll on antiperspirant for me these days, can't be doing with aerosols, nor with sweating, and in these hot days of summer, sweating was highly likely.

Approaching nine, I grabbed my MacBook, made another coffee and went and sat in the conservatory and logged on to my company account. Ten minutes later I had dealt with all the emails and had a few moments free for reflection and drinking my coffee.

I heard my front door open and shut? What? I quickly put my computer down and rushed to my hall. Oh. It was Susan, Sam's mother, I had forgotten she had a key.

"Er hello Susan, wasn't expecting to see you."

"Hi Steve, I knew Sam was away and I know how rubbish you are at looking after yourself, so here I am. I shall look after you whilst your wife is away."

Oh bugger. I had planned on some lazy days, general nudity and just eating rubbish food from takeaways. Sam looks after me too well, and on the few times she has to go away I generally like to slob around, in fact, if I hadn't had zoom meetings today, I would probably had stayed undressed.

"Oh nice, thank you, but you don't need to you know, I am working during the day and planned to just get a take away and rewatch Game of Thrones in the evenings, with a quick face time call with Sam later when she gets back to her hotel."

"Fiddlesticks Steve, it is no problem, George is at home tending to his vegetable patch, I have prepared his meals, he will be fine, you however need my help. Right, you carry on and I will go and make coffee. I assume that you will be in the conservatory?"

"Yes, until the sun comes round and it gets too bright for the computer screen and too hot for me, then I tend to go into the front room."

"Well, you carry on working, don't mind me."

As I went back to the conservatory, just in time for my first Zoom meeting, I noticed her suitcase on the hall floor. Shit, she was actually going to stay. Sam never mentioned it.

As I was in my zoom meeting, my background defaulting to a standard office, so people wouldn't realise that I was in my conservatory, Susan came and put a coffee beside me and then sat opposite drinking hers. She was wearing a blue with white polka dots mid length dress that buttoned down the front. Top few buttons were undone, revealing her decolletage, and a bottom few were also undone, allowing her dress to drape down the sides of her thighs. I concentrated on my meeting, making a few notes on my jotter as the meeting went on.

The meeting concluded and I transcribed my notes onto the account file for that customer, and relaxed.

"Thank you for the coffee Susan, and thank you for being quiet whilst I was on the call."

"Oh that is alright, I do know how to behave, don't worry, I won't embarrass you or let you down."

As I drained the last of my coffee I realised that I could see her knickers. Oh God, I quickly looked away, but the image had burned into my retina. Blue satin or silk knickers under her blue dress. The knickers loosely covering her fanny, leaving a glimpse of labia. Oh God my dick was getting hard, I couldn't be having this. What was wrong with me, I had never seen Susan as a sexual thing, she was Sam's mum, what the hell was wrong with me?

I pressed the MacBook onto my lap holding my dick down, and went back to my spreadsheet, trying hard not to look where I knew I mustn't. After a while Susan got up and left, I relaxed. I heard the loo flush and then the kettle boiled again. Susan came back in and retrieved our mugs and left again. I heard them being rinsed and then a few moments later she came back and put a coffee at my side and then went and sat down again.

I let the coffee cool for a few moments and then took a drink. Jesus fucking Christ, she now had undone two more lower buttons, her dress draped even more and she had no knickers on, her hairless fanny staring across the conservatory at me. I made myself look away, what was she playing at? Was she here to test me, see if I could remain true to her daughter? I could think of no other explanation for her bizarre behaviour. Women don't just bare their fannies at their son in laws for no reason.

My next zoom call came up, the last of the morning and I buried myself in that, my noise cancelling headset isolating me from the world, it was good that it did, this one was quite awkward and I had a number of issues to deal with. My eyes were very focussed on my screen and I didn't look across at Susan's fanny, not once. Again I was making notes. The call concluded, the contractor had been advised of his contractual position and we were able to move on. Again I transcribed my notes to the client file. I was now free for a couple of hours, during which time I would grab some lunch.

I closed the MacBook and sat back and finished my coffee, studiously not looking at my mother in law's snatch.

"Phew, they were a couple of hard calls" I said.

"I hope I wasn't a distraction," she said.

"Oh gosh no, it is actually nice to see you."

So many double meanings in just two sentences, if there were an audience to my life they would be cringing. Susan crossed her legs, the view of her fanny gone, her dress draping down each side of her legs, my view now was of her crossed legs all the way to the top, the crease where the crossed still alluring. I had never known her behave like this. I might ask Sam if her mum was on any new medication, HRT or something.

"What is George growing?" I really am rubbish at small talk.

"Oh? Er, leeks, carrots, parsnips and onions are the main crop. The runner beans are just beginning to show as are the peas. The peas are a pain as you have to pod them all, but it keeps him happy and I let him think I value the crops, although it is much easier to just buy them from Tesco. I do like a nice pointy vegetable," she laughed, almost a dirty laugh, "and he has cucumbers and peppers growing in the green house."

"Oh? Don't they get too hard?" I asked with no idea where that notion came from.

"Oh no, goodness no, not too hard at all." I half expected her to wink.

I needed the loo, too many coffees. "Back in a min," I said and headed to the downstairs loo, closing the door behind me I saw her knickers on the radiator. What the fuck? I unzipped and aimed, my dick hardening again didn't help the process. I finished and jiggled out the stubborn drops and drips and tucked the old man away. I picked her knickers up and sniffed, I was a perverted being. They smelled of woman, I licked them, oh God, pure woman in taste too. I rolled the silk through my fingers and briefly thought about wrapping them around my dick. I put them back as I found them and went back to the conservatory, Susan was still sat. I knew I had to say something.

"You can use the washing machine and dryer if you want," I said.

"Thank you, I was just so hot."

Perhaps that was it, it was a hot day, perhaps that is all it was.

"No worries." What else could I say?

"I hope that I didn't embarrass you," she said.

"Lord no, it takes more than the sight of a ladies underwear to embarrass me." I settled back into the sofa, keeping my eyes up high, I wasn't sure of her game. She asked if we had a holiday booked this year, and I said we were just having a few days away at the Palm in Dubai.

"Why there Steve?"

"Well it will be gloriously hot, they look after you and we have booked a club suite, so we can wander along to the club room for cold drinks and snacks whenever we like. The beds are huge and so comfortable, and the bathrooms are spotless. It really is a comfortable stay."

"Do you go on the beach?"

"Not really, I don't like that sand seems to get everywhere, it can become quite uncomfortable."

"Oh I know just what you mean, but washing it away can be fun," again she laughed, I was sure she was trying to put images in my mind. "And a big bed, wow."

I just smiled, she had uncrossed her legs and her fanny was gaping, I could see the pinky peach of her valley floor and the grey of her inner lips, she might as well be holding the thing open. Fuck. I stood and went out to the garden, I needed to cool off and the heat in the garden was the place to be right now. What the hell was she playing at.

She came out and stood next to me. "What a lovely garden, I may sit out here and sunbathe," she said, "or perhaps I will do us some lunch first. Do you want to eat at the table or in the conservatory?"

"The table I think," I said, at least then I wouldn't be looking at forbidden territory.

Susan turned and went into the house, I breathed a sigh or two of relief. My dick began to subside, she must have noticed my trousers tenting. I considered going upstairs and wanking, my dick might at least then stay down. I could take her knickers with me and sniff as I played. It was tempting, but no, I decided to show restraint.

"Lunch," she called, and I went back to the kitchen. Glasses of cold water and plates with ham rolls on awaited me.

"Thank you Susan," I said as I sat, the cold water especially welcome, in fact I probably needed a cold bath. As Susan sat, I realised that she had undone a few more buttons at the top of her dress, the swell of her breast, her cleavage and her bra so clearly on show. Oh Jesus, my dick was propping up the table.

I took a large draught of the cold water and then a bite of the roll, excellent.

"We are having toad in the hole and mash for tea, I will do an onion gravy to go with. Is that okay?"

"Yes sounds, perfect, but you really don't have to you know, honestly, you can get back to George, I am in meetings all afternoon and will be in the front room, the light is too bright for the computer out in the conservatory."

"Oh fiddlesticks, of course I am staying, I hope that I have showed you already how I can help." Oh Lord another double entendre. I just smiled and took another bite. Should I blatantly stare at her breasts I wondered, is that what she wants?

Lunch consumed I grabbed my MacBook and went and set up in the sitting room, my jotter and headset on the seat beside me. I opened up and logged on, a few emails to answer and deal with and it was soon time for the first Zoom of the afternoon. Straight forward this one, it was someone else's meeting, I was just there to back them up to the client if things got uncertain.

A number of other calls and email sessions took up my afternoon, finally I was done for the day. Susan had presumably stayed in the garden and sunbathed, I didn't see her all afternoon, and apart from a couple of visits to the loo and the kitchen for some water, I was in the front room pretty much all the time.

Tea was, as promised, toad in the hole and mash. The sausages were cooked perfectly, and the Yorkshire pudding light and airy, mash had no lumps and Susan's dress was mostly done up. Perhaps she had taken the message of my not responding to her mornings antics, that I was not to be tempted.

After dinner I went up and showered and came down wearing boxers and my robe. My house, my rules, I was decent and now clean. Susan went up after me and showered too, she could have gone at the same time, she had use of the main bathroom, I had the ensuite, but perhaps both of us being upstairs at the same time would have been od in her eyes.

Whilst she was upstairs, a call came in from Sam, I went up to my bedroom, passing the closed main bathroom door with Susan behind it, and went into my bedroom.

"Hello baby, how was your day?" I asked looking at a very naked wife on the small screen.

"It was okay love, okay. Yours?"

"Well, your mother has turned up declaring that I cannot look after myself and she is here to look after me in your absence."

Samantha laughed, the tears rolling down her face. "Only my mum could do that. I am sorry, has it cramped your style a bit, are you not in the mood for me now baby?"

I took my robe and boxers off and showed her my hard dick. "I am thinking of you baby, not your mum."

"Oh good, I hope that is for me not her."

"Oh yes baby, only you." I held the camera down near my dick and slow wanked a few times, giving her a close up of my foreskin covering and uncovering my dickhead."

"Ooh lover there are some beads of love juice there," Sam squealed.

We went on for about twenty minutes, laughing, playing with ourselves, sadly not to conclusion, but still it was sexy and in the end we kissed our phones and promised talk again tomorrow. I put my boxers back on, and my robe and headed downstairs to the lounge.

"Whilst you were on the phone to my daughter I found us some martini," Susan said.

"Oh nice, thank you Susan. Game of Thrones okay?"

"Fine Steve, yes."

To watch TV meant we both would be sat on the sofa. I sat in my usual space, the left, leaving Susan with Sam's usual spot next to me. Our sofa is not the biggest and it meant that there would be touching, that is just the nature of a small sofa. I put the programme on, I expected that we would watch two episodes. We supped martini's with Susan refreshing them a few times through the evening. I would have usually laughed and joked with Sam at the sex scenes, but didn't have that rapport with Susan.

At one of the scenes between a brother a sister, she did remark, "Do you think bonking between siblings goes on?"

"I think it probably does yes, especially if they are close in their teenage years. I don't have siblings so don't know from a personal perspective if I would have been tempted."

"No, and neither does Sam. What about parents and children?"

"Well I know for a fact of a few instances, boys and their mum's, a couple of people I know, but it is discrete as obviously it must be."

"Dad's and daughters too I suppose. It is very peculiar." And then we got back to the programme, Susan laughed at the concept of dragons.

"They are just mythical, like faeries," I said. And then it was around ten and time for bed.

Usually I leave the doors open upstairs with windows open too to allow a through draught. Tonight I wouldn't be able to do that with Susan using the second bedroom. I told Susan I would be leaving the bathroom window and door open for ventilation. In my room I used the ensuite, loo, teeth etc, and then hung my robe up on the back of my door which I left partially open, put my boxers in the laundry and lay on the bed naked, I really can't sleep in clothes, unless it is in front of the tv.

I use an eye mask to keep out light as much as I can. It was a hot night, it didn't feel as if it had cooled down much since the heat of the day. I hoped the through draft from the loo would help. My thoughts were of Sam and how we had made love yesterday and then her watching my onanism. My dick was hard and I held it in my hand, a slow wank, just for the pleasure of the movements.

"I told you that I was here to help" Susan said, I nearly jumped out of my skin. She moved my hand out of the way, there was movement on the bed and my dick disappeared inside her fanny. I put my hand up and pulled my eye mask off. Susan was astride me, facing away, her fanny surrounding and encompassing my dick.

"What, what the fuck Susan?"

"Oh don't be so outraged, a shag is just a shag. You need it, obviously and my daughter isn't here to assist. I am, so lay back and enjoy."

The light was poor, just some moonlight and reflected streetlights coming in. It was enough for me to see that Susan really did have a good body. She was rocking back and forth, and I could just make out her fanny lips as they gripped the shaft of my dick. I could feel my foreskin as it rolled down my dick. Susan was squeezing and relaxing her fanny muscles, it felt like a slow wank.

I was conflicted. I knew this was wrong, but I hadn't initiated it, and I doubted if that would matter to Samantha. Susan started rocking faster, her fanny sliding easily up and down my dick, her arse rising and falling, my dick filling and easing. There was a little squeeze deep within me, and I knew my ending was close. Not yet. I grabbed Susan by her sides and flipped her off me and onto her back. She squealed.