"Did you sort mother out?" Kate asked when Darren got home.
He couldn't help laughing. He'd certainly sorted his mother-in-law out. Or maybe she'd sorted him out.
"What's so funny?" she asked.
Darren had to quickly think of an excuse, " Oh nothing, I was just thinking how clumsy your mum is," he said.
"So what had she done this time?" Kate asked.
"Well I checked the washing machine over, pulled it out and checked the hoses for leaks. Everything was fine. Turns out she'd spilt some water earlier and had forgotten she'd done it, don't ask me how," Darren answered and patted himself on the back, figuratively speaking, for coming up with a story so quickly.
"Sounds about right, I think she's getting worse," Kate said totally believing her husbands explanation.
A sudden thought occurred to Darren, he needed to tell Sonia the story he had just made up. They could easily get caught out. With that thought he realised he could still smell Sonia's scent. Hardly surprising considering he had had his face pressed against her wet dirty knickers.
Worried that his wife would detect it if she got too close he kept his distance and headed off to take a shower...
Over the next couple of days Darren became more and more worried. He needed to speak to his mother-in-law before Sunday so that she was aware of the cover story he had made up on the spur of the moment. He did consider ringing her but he decided against it. He didn't want to risk his wife seeing his phone and asking why he'd rung her mother.
It would just lead to another lie to cover the truth which might not be so easy. He had never phoned her before, any communication with her had always been through Kate. It was just the way it had always been, but now he thought about it he didn't really know why that was. Anyhow he didn't want to take the chance.
On Saturday Darren was still worrying. What would happen on Sunday? He could just imagine them arriving at his mother-in-law's and his wife mentioning the washing machine before he had the chance to speak to Sonia. He was just telling himself that he was over thinking the whole thing when another thought sent him into a panic. What if Kate phoned her mother before tomorrow? Why hadn't he thought of that before?
She may have already spoken to her but as nothing had been said he assumed it hadn't happened. He really wasn't any good at deceit he realised. Having never cheated on Kate he'd never been in this position before. He had to find a way to see Sonia before Sunday.
As chance would have it Kate gave him the perfect opportunity, "Oh No!" she suddenly exclaimed.
"What's up?" Darren asked nervously, wondering what his wife was going to say. He really was on edge.
"Oh sorry love," she said seeing the alarm on his face, "I'll have to nip out. I just remembered it's old Mrs Hargreaves funeral on Monday and I forgot to pick up my black dress from the dry cleaners."
Darren had never met Mrs Hargreaves. She had been one of Kate's work colleagues who she had been very fond of. The dry cleaners wasn't far from Sonia's so Darren saw his chance.
"I'll pick it up for you," he quickly offered.
"Oh thanks love, are you sure?" Kate said.
"Yeah no problem, I'll go now," Darren said probably too enthusiastically. He couldn't believe his luck.
It didn't take him long to pick the dress up from the cleaners and he was soon knocking on Sonia's door.
"Hello Darren, I didn't expect to see you today. Come in," Sonia said.
"I had to see you before you spoke to Kate. I've been so worried that she'd see through my story about the other night," Darren said and then went on to tell her what he had told his wife.
"Yes, we haven't been very careful have we. To be honest Darren I've been feeling very guilty about the whole thing. I mean she's my daughter," Sonia said.
"I've been feeling the same. It's not right is it," he replied.
"No dear, you're right. But don't blame yourself, it's all my fault. Anyway she's bound to notice sooner or later when you're not as enthusiastic in the bedroom. Us women notice these things," Sonia said looking thoughtfully down at nothing in particular on the floor.
"Well that's not likely to be a problem," Darren said.
"Oh!" Sonia said in surprise and looked up at him, "Are things not right with you two?"
"Well, don't get me wrong, I love Kate but things could be better in that way, if you know what I mean," Darren said.
"Oh what is wrong with the girl, I can't understand her. You poor boy. You must get so frustrated. I tell you what, I don't feel so guilty now you've told me that," she said stroking his arm with her hand.
Darren looked down at her seeing the sympathy in her eyes. The woman looked so attractive with her full head of long curly red hair. As always his eyes were soon drawn to her deep cleavage that as usual was on view. She was wearing a similar dress to the other evening only this time in yellow.
"Well I'm sorry but my daughter needs her head examined," Sonia said and put her right hand on the front of his trousers, "How can she not possibly want this lovely thing."
She squeezed his flaccid cock through his trousers. Darren knew he should leave but he was too weak willed. Maybe it was because he wasn't getting the attention he needed from his wife. Maybe he would have left if he was being satisfied at home but as it was he was unable to resist.
"I really can't be long," he said.
"I'm sure we've got long enough. Don't worry about Kate. You need looking after," Sonia said.
She was standing on his right side and while she continued stimulating him through his trousers her left hand stroked and squeezed his buttocks. With her close proximity he could smell her subtle perfume, the strawberry and vanilla scent that had become quite familiar.
"I'm sorry Kate but you can't expect this lovely boy to go without. He needs attention," Sonia said into the air as though her daughter could hear her.
Darren's penis was rapidly hardening and becoming uncomfortable in it's confinement but the pressure was soon released when his mother-in-law deftly unfastened his jeans, pulled his zip fly open and pulled them and his underpants down his legs.
"Oh yes, there he is. You really do have a lovely cock Darren," she said admiring his freed member as it sprang into view.
Taking hold of it in her right hand her left returned to explore his buttocks. Darren pulled his right arm up from between them and he began running his fingers through Sonia's soft silky red hair at the back of her head.
"He gets so hard so quickly... he's so lovely," Sonia said, slowly pulling the foreskin up and down the shaft.
Darren had to open his legs to let her probing left hand through to caress his balls from behind him. She had to kneel down to reach.
