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Chapter Eight -- My Mom never liked you.
My Mom never liked you.
"I'm not surprised that you slept with my Mom. She's beautiful and sexy after all. I'm more surprised my Mom slept with you because my Mom never liked you," said Gwen.
Haunted as much as he was troubled by her words, her words that her mother didn't like him, never liked him, lit up his brain as if he had just been electrocuted.
'Her mother didn't like him. Her mother never liked him. How could her mother never like him?'
Never seeing that coming, how could he not see that Trudy never liked him? Is he that obliviously to how his mother-in-law perceives him? After knowing the woman for nearly twenty years, is he that dumb not to know that her mother never liked him when he thought she always liked him? Where so many sons-in-law don't even like their mothers-in-law, he loves his mother-in-law.
If he knew her mother never liked him, he didn't think he'd have sexual fantasies about her. How could he sexually fantasize over someone who didn't like him? Yet, whether she liked him or not, with her having enormous breasts in her favor, she was still sexy and beautiful. Whether she liked him or not, unable to help himself, he was still sexually attracted to her. Whether she liked him or not, unable to control his perverted perversity in wanting her to pleasure him sexually, he'd still have sex with his wife's mother if ever he could.
How could he not be sexually attracted to the mother of a woman whose daughter looked so very much like her mother? Just as Gwen was stunningly gorgeous, so wasn't her mother, sister, and best friend for that matter. All three women were sexy, blonde sirens. All three women interrupted his sleep. All three women caused him to masturbate over their imagined naked forms.
Yet, whether Gwen's mother liked him or not, she was still his mother-in-law and sex between a son-in-law and mother-in-law is as expressly forbidden as it is sometimes erotically exciting, depending on the mother-in-law, of course. Whether he was sexually attracted to her, she was his wife's mother and he'd never have sex with his wife's mother, especially with a woman who didn't like him, never liked him. Yet, now that he knows that Trudy doesn't like him, never liked him, oddly enough, he's even more sexually attracted to her than he was before. If she was forbidden fruit before, she's even more forbidden fruit now. Now, that he knows she doesn't like him, never liked him, while sitting in the kitchen talking to his wife, he fantasized of forcing her mother to have sex with him.
Now armed with the knowledge that his mother-in-law never liked him, when he did have sexual fantasies about her, he'd have a different sort of sexual fantasies about her. He'd have sexual fantasies of her where he wasn't as respectful of her being his wife's mother. He'd have sexual fantasies of Gwen's mother that more addressed his sexual needs than her sexual needs. He'd still have fantasy sex with his mother-in-law, of course, while sleeping, but the sex he'd have with her not liking him, never liking him, would be rougher and more intense. By giving her an orgasm with his fingers, his mouth, and his cock, he imagined forcing her to like him, really like him.
With the thought of Trudy not liking him, never liking him, taking his brain hostage, Roger fell silent while eating his breakfast, drinking his coffee, and sexually fantasizing over having fantasy sex with his mother-in-law. He couldn't think of anything but Trudy not liking him, just as he couldn't think of anything but Gwen's mother naked. He imagined either giving her a reason not to like him or giving her a reason to really like him.
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Instead of kissing her and making love to her, he'd strip his mother-in-law naked against her will. With him touching her and feeling her through her clothes, he imagined her desperately trying to physically resist him but he was too strong for her and too determined to strip her naked. Of course she'd struggle, but the more she struggled the more sexually aroused he'd become.
"Roger," he imagined her saying while physically resisting him as he felt her breasts through her blouse and bra and felt her ass through her short skirt and panty. "What are you doing? How dare you touch me in that inappropriate, sexual way? Stop! Let go of me."
Not even bothering to unbutton it, as if he was a sex offender who kidnapped a sexy woman, he imagined ripping open her blouse to expose her bra clad breasts and long line of cleavage. Pushing her blouse over her shoulders, with her arms caught in her blouse, without even unbuttoning and unzipping it, he'd pulled down her short skirt to expose her white, cotton panties. Then, removing her blouse, he'd kick away her skirt. A sight to behold, he imagined himself staring at Gwen's mother standing there in her underwear. There's something so sexy about seeing a beautiful woman in her panty and bra.
Once he stripped her down to her sexy lingerie, with her continuing to struggle and unsuccessfully trying to push him away, he imagined kissing her, French kiss her, while feeling her breasts and fingering her nipples through her bra. Pushing her back and up against the wall, with him blocking her escape, there was nowhere for her to go now. Still kissing her, French kissing her, with her still struggling and trying to push him back, he imagined wrapping his arms around her and feeling her ass through her panty. Still kissing her, French kissing her, with her still struggling and pushing him away, he imagined forcing his hand between her legs and tracing her pussy slit through her panty.
"Roger! No! Stop! Oh, my God. How dare you?"
Then, taking as much pleasure in stripping her naked as he took in kissing her and feeling her through her underwear, he imagined removing her bra and panty. Oh, yeah, he couldn't wait to strip his mother-in-law naked. Naked, naked, naked, he was determined to see Gwen's mother naked. Naked, naked, naked, with just two articles of clothing left, after lusting over his wife's mother for fifteen years, since his wedding day, he finally was going to have his wicked, sexual way with her. Naked, naked, naked, Roger continued feeling his mother-in-law's shapely body through her bra and panties.