This morning, I woke up and tried to get my head around the idea that I had fucked my mother-in-law. Sylvia had surprised me yesterday just when I was heading to the shower, and, well, one thing led to another and we, you know, did it. I never had planned it or even really thought about it, but God it was amazing. But I just didn't know if it could or should happen again. I mean, we could really mess things up in our family. And neither one of us wanted that. So I had no idea what might happen today. She might tell my wife, she might avoid me, or she might wake me up with a blow job. Who knows?
One thing that I was sure of, though, was that I was going to take a shower first thing so that I would be dressed in case something happened.
As I dressed, I just didn't know what to do. Should I maybe try something that Sylvia might find sexy, if she comes over, or should I just dress normally and let things happen naturally? I decided that I would be somewhere in the middle, wearing shorts and a t-shirt, but not wearing underwear so that my cock could be free and more obvious.
With coffee in hand, I went into my home office and started going over emails and voicemails. I didn't really have a lot that needed to be done today, but I wanted to have everything done so that I could play if Sylvia came over.
And just as I finished up my email and went to close my laptop, my phone rang. It was Sylvia. "John, we need to talk about, you know, yesterday. Can I come over?" Wow, this was a new Sylvia, calling to warn me about her visit. She and Herb NEVER do that, so we were already entering new territory!
"Sure, anytime is fine. I'm just getting some work done."
"Great, I'll be over in a few minutes then."
"Great, see you soon." I went around the house and tidied up, and before I knew it Sylvia was ringing the doorbell.
I went and answered the door. Sylvia smiled at me nervously, but she didn't come right in. She waited for me to invite her in. I asked her to come and sit down, and then got her a cup of coffee. She likes coffee as much as I do, I know. But she likes hers black and strong. I need cream and sugar.
Sylvia looked absolutely radiant in spite of the situation. She had worn a very casual outfit, a t-shirt and jeans. I don't think I've ever seen her in jeans before, but they hugged her perfectly. I could have gotten hard staring at her ass as we talked back to the kitchen, but I tried to keep my calm.
We sat at the table, close to each other but still facing. She was kneading her hands nervously while she waited for me, and then I swear that the coffee cup was shaking as she took it from me.
I didn't say anything, I just sat quietly and waited while she took a sip of coffee, and then she started in. "John, we need to talk. First, I have to tell you that yesterday was wonderful. I loved making love with you. I won't try and say it wasn't the best sex I've had in a very long time. But you're my son-in-law! You're married to my daughter, for God's sake! What have we done?"
She was almost crying, and I knew that she was really struggling. I reached out and took her hand and held it. She seemed very nervous about the touch, but she let me hold her hand and relaxed a little bit when I started talking.
"Sylvia, I love your daughter, and I know you do too. And I know you love Herb and I do too! I wouldn't want to hurt either of them for anything, you have to know that. So we have to figure out how to deal with this new reality. I don't regret our time together, but I also know that we have to live together as a family in spite of what happened. We cannot let this break us apart!"