The Thanksgiving holiday turned out to be one I will remember for a long time. My mother in law (Connie) came in the Thursday before Thanksgiving. I spent much of my time away, from here because we have the typical love hate relationship. She loves to hate on me. Pay back for taking her daughter away I guess. I try to make the best of it when I am around her for my wife's sake.
Now Connie is not the most attractive woman, she stands about 5'6", keeps her hair dyed blonde most of the time but her natural hair is brown. Her face shows the years of stress and worry from bad choices in men. She always picked the ones that would treat her like crap. I the past 15 years she has not been seeing anyone. I think she has written men off and figures no one would want her now. (Kind of sad when you think about it) I think that is why she turned to her daughter for her companionship, and disliked me so much when I married her daughter. Over the years her distrust of me has faded but is still in the back ground.
I have tried to build her confidence in her self by giving her compliments. She is not one that accepts them easily. I have in playing even pinched her butt once or twice. She smiles and blushes a bit and comment on the fact the she does not have much a butt. Which is true, she has a very flat butt, I'll tell her that there still enough to grab hold of, and she would smile a sheepish grin.
Connie's breasts are very intriguing. (I am a breast man through and through) I would say she has 32 B or C cup. They are natural and from what I have been able to tell her nipples are very nice and stay hard a lot. I know this because any time she comes to stay she will change into a summer type dress and not wear a bra any time she is in the house.
Over the years I have tried to sneak a peek at her breast. I have seen her in her bra and panties. I have seen her breast but the nipples keep eluding my gaze. I have seen the outline of her nipple pushing through her shirt or dress material and they look very nice. I have digressed enough.
It was the day before Thanksgiving and we were in the kitchen prepping some of the dishes for the next day. My wife had taken the kids to the store and a birthday party and was gone most of the morning. Connie was standing by the sink in front of a cabinet I need to get to. I had already knelt down at her side and tapped her on her outer thigh, asking her if I could get in here for a moment.
She said if you get in there you better take longer than a moment. I laughed and said that would not be a problem but I was referring to the cabinet. She giggled but did not move. I sometime today please in a smartass tone. She moved her leg more to me blocking the cabinet door more and said make me move smart guy. I said ok you asked for it. I reached up under her dress and put my hand on her panty covered butt and squeezed pulling her back a little. I guess it took her by surprise making her gasp a little and lose her balance. She grabbed on to the counter top and stuck her butt out to regain her balance making sure I could not get to the door.
I said ok, have it your way.
I figured that if I run my hand up her leg and the closer I got to her pussy she would move. Kind of like a game of chicken. I moved my hand up and just as I got over her knee to her inner thigh she let out a combination of a sigh and a moan. She stated you would not dare go any higher. All I said was here I go.
My movements are slow and methodical making overlapping circles covering small amounts of new flesh at a time. Half way up her inner thigh I could feel the heat coming off her pussy. Her breathing was getting heavier and she started shifting her weight and I figured she was getting ready to close down the fun and walk away. I was surprised when shifted only to open her legs a little wider and bend over laying face on arms.