My Soul Mate Mother-in-Law

My marriage of 2 years ended in divorce. Blame it on my immaturity and didn't have a grasp of the responsibility and demand of marriage. I thought so long we were in love things would fall in place. We were idealistic and didn't have a stable foundation for a matrimonial relation.

After graduation and landed a job we were still very much a lovey dovey pair and thought ready to settle down and shortly we married. Initially was blissful but gradually we drifted apart as we faced the outside world and our aspiration changed. We had called time on our romance a year after marriage, with her busy work schedule leaving her little time to focus on our marriage. The work demand put stress with little time spent together. We had broader network of friends which changed our perspective in life. She began to have high expectation but our salaries cannot meet those wants and we squabbled frequently over financial matters. I failed to find a higher salary job.

I became depressed and felt low self esteem unable to give her a richer living. It was a painful parting for me but for her well being I agreed to the divorce so she was free to seek her fortune. It was an amiable divorce. I hugged and kissed her after I signed the divorce paper in the lawyer office. I was sobbing but she remained emotionless wanting to get over it quickly. I was depressed not my jolly mood for months. I kept blaming myself for the divorce because I couldn't afford the life style she wanted. I was emotionally down.

For months I still couldn't accept she never returned.

My mother in law could understand how dejected I was and often encouraged me to let go of the past and looked forward to a better tomorrow. She was of great emotional support for me, checked on how I fared regularly. She was shocked we divorced after such a short marriage and worried on her daughter chasing materialistic gains might cause her miseries later. She was an adorable mother, down to earth, pragmatic with a pleasant character. I admired her devotion character. She was a nice lady to have around in time of need. Soon after courting her daughter we had gotten to know one another pretty well over that time. Her demeanor was mild, never raised her voice or agitated. Like good old friends, we talked over my misfortune of a divorce.

She too have her sad life. I just couldn't understand her husband would divorce such an adorable wife. A sweet young secretary daily with him was temptation to go astray. He took her on business with him and one thing led to another. Being careless got her pregnant and his choice of a young beautiful wife made him divorced my mother in law. My wife told me it was a toll on her mother, nervous breakdown and depression for many years.

Seeing me in my state, she related her own experience and how she overcame it. She collected herself and forged forward to succeed in her career. I too could be successful if I put my will to it. It was easy for her to tell me but I was still deep in low self esteem. She constantly reached out encouraging me in person if not via phone. I was much gratified I had such a nice person to comfort me during my solemn affairs. She helped me to recover from depression. I was grateful to her.

Upon reflection I found her characters matched what I wanted in a soul mate. Compassionate, understanding, thoughtful and considerate for others. I admired her maturity and life experiences and I felt that was what I needed in my ideal companion. When I was with her daughter I didn't realize her virtues. If only her daughter had her qualities.

Well it was not the time to delve over the past. I must look forward in new endeavors she encouraged me. I liked her company as I appreciate her help and enjoyed her comforting conversation. She was genial in her concern about me throughout the times we interact. She was an articulate lady, patient and persuasive too.

I needed to plan for the future. Having another girlfriend to fill my void is easy but to get a soul mate who could share my life might not be that fortunate. I must regain confidence in myself first. With her encouragement I took on a more positive outlook in life. We went out dinner after work and always she initiated. I must be a nut head for not taking the initiative to invite her out to show my appreciation, to thank her for standing by me. In sorrow I was muddle headed but I slowly creep out of my solitude.

Somehow I began to like her company and found excuses to see her. I asked her out and she always obliged. So I wondered if she neglected her own social life to spend time with me. Or that she pitied me and tried to make up for her daughter forsaking me. Every time we met I was happier.

I looked forward to seeing her. In her presence I felt confidence I would make a complete recovery to understand my self-worth. She captivated me with her caring attitude. With frequent interaction I found that we could clicked, well matched in temperament and interests. My time spent with her made me slowly got over my depression and regain confidence. Soon I was chirpy and in cheerful mood. I took a liking on her and began to have emotional feeling for her though with due respect I still called her mother in law (MIL). I didn't know when my feeling for her surfaced.

My love for her grew from seeing how affectionate a mother she was to her daughter and mother in law to me. I secretly wished her daughter had her qualities but it was not to be. She got a life after her daughter married me. She practically got her involved in our social outings. We went to nudist resort/beach she came along. She was game to try and enjoyed our interests. We never left her alone.

I learned from ex-wife she was a lonely woman, emotionally deprived and never again trust a man emotionally after her divorce. She was vivacious and suitors tried to get close to court her. Though she did try to pick up the pieces and gone on dates but none of which had turned out good. All those men wanted was a fling and to bed with no commitment. She just didn't want to play the games or look for the "right" man. My ex said she never went out on single date for a long time. She had given up on men and stayed celibate.

So we tried to engage her in our activities. In the later time I knew her I began to see her virtues and beauty and that was when my emotion for her grew.

She had that thing call the X factor which provoked me wanting to get near to her. I felt edgy when she was not with me. I really craved to see her as time went by.

As time passed I viewed her more like another woman I fancy maybe with time could develop into a man-woman relationship. I had trouble rationalizing my emotion, would it be ethically right to have feeling for her and felt uncomfortable in her presence as to how to behave with her. At times I wanted so much to hold her hand as we walked or crossed the road but never had the courage to take her hands.

We met and had dinner on most days of the week and on weekend we would engaged in outdoor activities like jogging and biking. We liked each other company and practically spent our free time together.

I had yet to express my feeling for her I had been harboring for fear she turned me down. Having her company was a joy. I waited for an opportunity while I maintained at arm's length and let nature take its course. Like the saying whatever will be will be and what will be yours will be yours.

In my previous marriage I was always accommodating and giving and hardly receiving. No mutual respect and caring. That was what caused the breakdown.

One positive sign was MIL treated me as if like a friend. I sensed that she was happy being with me. She never for once turned me down whenever I asked her for a date. Instead I knew several times she rescheduled her time so that we could meet. Maybe I was optimistic and read too much into her behavior or maybe she wanted me to recover soonest so that I won't take up her time. Too much conjectures whirling in my mind. I just told myself enjoyed while the times were good. So far we have been going for meals and chatting about me getting back to normal routine putting the past behind me.

One day she popped a suggestion that I should find a girlfriend and lead a normal life again. I was disheartened on hearing that. At that time I still unsure her feeling for me. I was love smitten over her but she didn't seem on the same path as me. Since I had not expressed my feeling to her, she might think we could the most be friend. I was in a fix.

After a silence I muttered I did found a lady I was interested. But added I didn't know how she felt about me. So maybe I should work on it. She nonchalantly asked about her, how long I knew her and all the jest. I looked at her and observed her reaction as I replied her query. Her face twitted expressionless and the rest of the evening we talked about my interest in that lady. I could introduced that lady to her. She accepted. Then I asked if she could help me to select a birthday gift for my lady. She nodded her head.

So I let it be and changed the subject suggesting we adjourn to a disco lounge after dinner since it was a Friday and we could stay up late. She looked at me and asked was it really the last waltz for us. Intuitively I held her hands in mine and said we could have many more waltz if she like. She smilingly replied you promised? Yes how can I not honor you who helped me so much?

After settling the bill I held her hand for the first time and walked out of the restaurant. She held tight to me with arm round mine as we walked to the car. We danced the night away. She was marvelous dancing to the beats of hits. The best was in slow sentimental oldies.

We waltzed, initially I held her hand, my other hand on her waist as we glided tenderly on the dance floor. I glazed at her and was spell bound by her attractiveness. I couldn't help but looked at her for a long time until she asked why I kept staring at her. I drew her closer to place my lips on hers. She responded eagerly thrusting her tongue to touch mine. It was a sexual awakening for us. We kissed passionately long, oblivious to those on the floor. Her hands round my neck while mine round her waist. I slide my hand on her bums and gently ran my hands up and down her back. I was aroused stiffly erected in my pants hugging her tightly, my bulging crotch pressed against her.

I wanted her to feel my excitement with her, how she set me ablaze sexually. She hugged me tightly, whispered in my ears it was a delightful feeling engulfing her whole body.

I asked cheekily was she wet down there. In a flash of sensation, she asked me to find out myself.

She permitted me into her private space.

I knew from that time there won't be any barriers between us. Indeed she had deep emotional feeling for me just like I had for her.

The natural course of events happened so beautifully, surprising to me. I could rest assure I had my soul mate right in front of me. Intuitively we found our love in each other without speaking too much. It was a blessing I divorced her daughter and found her. Then I found bliss with her, experiencing her tender loving care to nurture me back to find love. She was so near yet so far. However, I knew she was a beautiful woman with pleasant virtues.

I didn't have a crush on her till much later months after my divorce. I wanted to seek my future with her. I believe we were walking the same path. I told a white lie about a lady I was interested. There was no such lady. On second thought I played along reminding her offer to help me select a birthday gift. Would she be jealous? Or she trusted me I won't two timing her.

On a day we went to a watch shop to buy the gift. I told her I knew the lady about the same time I courted her daughter. And to generate a mystery said her birthday was the same as hers. She interjected then she young beautiful and men would want to court? I didn't reply pretending I didn't hear. I told her to choose a watch she would like herself making it easier to decide. It was a hint that lady was actually her, short of saying directly. I wanted to see her reaction. She appeared calm.

After trying a few, she choose one that was not pricey yet nice understanding my budget. The small little things she did made her all the more adorable. For her birthday I booked dinner whereas for that lady I would have lunch with her.

Or if she didn't mind we three could dined together adding she won't mind. I said she could do me a favor to assess if she was suitable for me while dining threesome.

That was another hint to her. Maybe she thought I was a nut who didn't know the right protocol to court a girl. Obviously not with another girl as lamp post. She agreed and I was surprised she didn't yelled and gave me an earful.

On that evening, I accompanied her to the restaurant ostentatiously holding the watch case. She dressed in impeccable youngish style gown. Most probably to match my perceived young lady. She looked gorgeous. For an hour we waited and she was glancing occasionally to catch a view of that lady. I noticed she was shifting in her chair rather impatient. I picked up my mobile and pretend to make a call to that lady which diverted to a message she had to go to hospital urgently. I set up the voice mail on that number to make it credible.

Then I jokingly said there would not be a lamp post after all. Only the two of us celebrating her birthday. I leaned forward and gave her a kiss wishing her a Happy Birthday then handed the watch case to her saying you choose it for yourself my dear Brenda, only wish I could afford a more elegant one, also thank you for watching my wallet.

The first time I called her by name. Her eyes wet beaming with joy extending her hands to embrace me with a long kiss.

"My dear you were that lady I secretly admired and wanted. You were the only one though you had yet to say you were available for me. I must be so dumb as not to proposition you. I was glad finally our destiny fit perfectly. We have each other now".

I helped her to take off her elegant watch she was wearing and put mine on her wrist.

"Now we were be inseparable as you could see me every second of the day".

I could see the joy in her sparkling eyes. My worries fizzled off. What I gone through and pain was worthwhile. I had found my soul mate. We enjoyed the dinner. Before we left I asked the waiter to take a photo of us with my phone. It was a delightful evening.

We had much to celebrate and adjourned to her place. We were two love birds chirping away. Once inside her home with door shut, I seized her in my embrace and planted my lips on hers, kissing tongues wriggling with my hands all over her. I carried her and sat her on the couch. I slipped my hands under her clothes feeling for her bosom and groin. Her panties was wet. I got her sexually aroused. Spontaneously she rubbed my bulging crotch.

I was aroused feverishly and a tingling feeling I would ejaculate made me pushed her hand away. I broke free from her and hurried to the bathroom. In the nick of time pulling down my fly and underwear freeing out my penis, gush of sperm shot out. She was behind me, holding my erect penis pumping out the last gush of sperm into the toilet bowl. I turned my head around and kissed her while she continued to play with my penis.

She exclaimed "What a waste. My pussy after being celibate for years was very eager to receive your sperm".

I got out of my clothing and helped her stripped off her clothes. I finally had a chance to view her body. She was gorgeous and sexy. We looked into each other's eyes for what seemed an eternity. We had seen each other in the nude on the beach before when she occasionally joined us but not so close range. She exuded a desirable vivacious figure. Her face still wrinkle free and there is not a hint of gray in her hair. Her skin smooth, milky and soft.

I hugged her looking at the mirror said "Meet the lady I was interested and asked is the lady you looking at perfect for me?. You promised to help me decide remember?"

She giggled, turned around saying she was expecting she were the one but anxious she might be wrong. For the past few days she was strung up on high anxiety to see that lady of mine. You were not wrong.

"I wasn't brave enough to proposition you", I added.

She grabbed my penis and kissed me. I was salivating I finally got to have her.

I poured shampoo onto her hair, my fingers massaged her hair and in turn she washed mine. We soaped each other's bodies. I ran my hands fondling all over her body while soaping her. We kissed and she washed my cock. It was hard again. She smiled playfully and knelt down to suckle my penis, held my cock in one hand and fondled my balls in the other, placing my cock in her mouth and flicked the tip with her tongue.

Her hand wrapped around my cock, she slowly began giving my cock a blowjob.

That was my first blowjob as my ex found it repulsive sucking my cock. I didn't know it was a good blowjob or not. I did know that watching mom's lips wrapped around my cock as she stroked it in and out was sensation I enjoyed. She seemed to be enjoying herself immensely sucking as she moaned. I was soon erupting into mom's mouth. She hungrily ate as much of my sperm as she could, but much of it flowed out of her mouth and dripped onto her chest. When I finished my ejaculation, she continued to suck on my cock until it went limp. As it slipped from her lips, she smiled up at me and rose from her knees. We embraced and kissed and I could taste myself in her mouth.

"I always wanted to taste the juices," she purred with an erotic playfulness in her tone.

"I've fantasized about that for a long time. I can't believe it came true," I replied.

We both knew that that was just the beginning of our new intimate relationship. Sex would be a part of our lives for a long time to come. Our sex life would be sexciting totally with delightful pleasure, I could sense.

I brushed her hair back from her forehead. She smiled, her comely gesture told me everything developing as I wished for. It told me that she loved me as not her son in law, but as a man and a lover. It told me she felt exactly as I did.

In that one moment, brief as it was, I knew that we would be together as lovers.

I placed my lips on hers. Her lips parted and our tongues met. We kissed deeply and passionately. I lifted her to sit on the vanity counter. I sucked her ample breasts, nipples grown stiff. I hugged her and our mouths met again in the most passionate kiss; the kiss of lovers. Our breathing became heavy and in between kisses we told each other that we loved the other. She moaned and grasped at my body. I did likewise. We kissed long. We knew what was to come, but we stayed in the shower, raising our desires to a feverish pitch. My cock was raging with a hard on. I would grind up into her groin as we kissed. She slipped down the vanity counter, grinding her hips into my hard on and ground her pussy on my cock. I was on cloud nine. I didn't want her to stop her raging behavior.

On reaching the stage that petting was only the beginning of a sexual tryst leading to the consummating stage we finished bathing and dried in rapid time.

I picked her up and carried her to bedroom, laid her on her bed. I sat next to her and slowly caressed her body, started with her breasts. I massaged the firm mounds with my hand, felt her erect nipples. I bent down and alternately suckled them. Her breathing was heaving with moans of pleasure. She looked at me as I fondled her breasts. I wanted to take my time tracing my lips and hands on her body. As I slid the down her legs, I was met with most intoxicating aroma of her pussy. I smelled womanly and heavenly scent. I breathed it in which only excited me more. Looking at her nakedness my lust turned wild and positioned to enter her pussy. Her turn to prolong foreplay, bade me to lie down which I did. She straddled me, naked, just over my knees. Her wonderful tits hung free, nipples erect. She reached her hand and began to rub my throbbing cock. My hips thrust forward as I met her hand with every stroke. I was aroused more than I couldn't bear withholding any longer. I laid her on her back and kissed again, our bodies pressed together. I slowly kissed my way from her lips, to her neck to her chest, to her breasts. My lips found one of her firm rubbery nipples and sucked it in. My tongue flicked at it back and forth. She moaned and writhed under me and I knew that she was turning on.