MIL Secret Revealed, Part 1
I met an older woman recently who shared a story with me that is too hot to keep private. After some resistance and debate, she finally agreed to let me tell her story here and change names and some detail to protect her identity.
We'll call her Jeanette. She is 58 years old and married. Jeanine is blonde (with greys of course) and has ice blue Scandinavian eyes. Fair skin, aged, yes, but she has aged quite well. Her body is plump but curved just right. Thick where it matters most, especially in her chest, which has for most of her life been the object of most men's attention and appeal. She knows it and doesn't mind it.
But Jeanette has been, for most of her life, a loyal person. She married young and never did her eyes wander, her mind wonder or her heart wane. She raised a family, enjoyed a nice modest life and when retirement came, she moved to warmer climates to enjoy life to the fullest.
Something happened one day to change a lot about who she was and what she realized she was missing and needing in life. It came unexpected and overcame her rather quickly. To this day she has no rational explanation for it.
"It just happened" is how she explained it to me.
She was up north visiting her daughter, son-in-law and grandson for a few days. She enjoyed these visits for the time she could spend with each of them. Her son-in-law, we'll call him Colin, was a hard-working, successful finance executive on the rise. She liked him from the first time they met and was quite happy when he married her daughter.
They had always had a bond, a connection between them. So it wasn't out of the ordinary for him to take her to lunch when he worked from home or for her to go into his office to chat while he was there. She would do laundry and they would joke and tease each other about random things like politics, food and generational differences.
But during this visit, he seemed more intense than usual. Stressed. Jeanette was concerned and when the house was empty and quiet, she went to his office to check on him. They had a brief conversation and he admitted there was some pressure at work and he didn't want his wife to worry. He said he was under great stress to get something done and it had him on edge.
She saw the intensity in his eyes, the tension in his face. Jeanette felt herself allured by it.
"Is there anything I can do to help?" she asked.
No, he replied. But it's good to just get it off my chest.
"You can confide in me" she then told him with a smile and left him to get back to work.
Around lunch time that day he emerged from his office and found her watching television in the living room. He had a funny grin as he sat down next to her.
"I really need a break" he said.
She offered to make him something to eat. As she got up, he pulled her back to the couch.
"No, wait . . . I've got a better idea."
He stood up, faced her and unfastened his pants. Jeanette watched in shock as he lowered his pants and revealed a very long, swelling member.
"I'm just so stressed out" he said in a low, almost apologetic voice.
Jeanette looked up at his desperate face and then back to this magnificent appendage slowly riding a few feet from her face. She battled two instincts at the same time, one that made sense to her (run to her room and lock the door) and another that she couldn't believe kept speaking to her louder and louder.
"Why not?"
The longer she sat there, frozen in a gaze, the louder that instinct became.
Then she did the unthinkable. This was the moment everything she thought she knew about herself changed.
She took Colin's cock in her hand and began to stroke. In seconds, she had it in her mouth. Before she could even realize what she had just gotten herself into, she was letting him take off her top and he was cumming on her naked breasts.
Colin let out a happy exhale, sat next to her on the couch and kissed her cheek.
"You are the best!" he said with genuine joy and appreciation. He kissed her again and said he had a call he had to make and then they'd go out for lunch.
Jeanette pulled up her bra, d****d her shirt over her chest and went to the guest room. She started the shower and undressed quickly as she tried to process what had just happened.
She was not upset. She wasn't even emotional. She felt . . . happy.
She thought she should feel guilty, but she didn't.
As she cleaned off Colin's cum and lathered soap over her mature body, Jeanette thought about Colin's cock and felt herself getting more and more aroused.
It was at this part of the story that she then said it had been a while since she had sex. Her husband's libido had dwindled to just about nothing over the years. She didn't think much of it because it wasn't much of an issue between them. She didn't miss having sex, she didn't really think about it. It wasn't until that moment that she realized it had been so long since she felt like that.
She really liked that feeling. Perhaps more than she remembered.
She wanted to feel it again.
There's much more to this story. More to come.....
We'll call her Jeanette. She is 58 years old and married. Jeanine is blonde (with greys of course) and has ice blue Scandinavian eyes. Fair skin, aged, yes, but she has aged quite well. Her body is plump but curved just right. Thick where it matters most, especially in her chest, which has for most of her life been the object of most men's attention and appeal. She knows it and doesn't mind it.
But Jeanette has been, for most of her life, a loyal person. She married young and never did her eyes wander, her mind wonder or her heart wane. She raised a family, enjoyed a nice modest life and when retirement came, she moved to warmer climates to enjoy life to the fullest.
Something happened one day to change a lot about who she was and what she realized she was missing and needing in life. It came unexpected and overcame her rather quickly. To this day she has no rational explanation for it.
"It just happened" is how she explained it to me.
She was up north visiting her daughter, son-in-law and grandson for a few days. She enjoyed these visits for the time she could spend with each of them. Her son-in-law, we'll call him Colin, was a hard-working, successful finance executive on the rise. She liked him from the first time they met and was quite happy when he married her daughter.
They had always had a bond, a connection between them. So it wasn't out of the ordinary for him to take her to lunch when he worked from home or for her to go into his office to chat while he was there. She would do laundry and they would joke and tease each other about random things like politics, food and generational differences.
But during this visit, he seemed more intense than usual. Stressed. Jeanette was concerned and when the house was empty and quiet, she went to his office to check on him. They had a brief conversation and he admitted there was some pressure at work and he didn't want his wife to worry. He said he was under great stress to get something done and it had him on edge.
She saw the intensity in his eyes, the tension in his face. Jeanette felt herself allured by it.
"Is there anything I can do to help?" she asked.
No, he replied. But it's good to just get it off my chest.
"You can confide in me" she then told him with a smile and left him to get back to work.
Around lunch time that day he emerged from his office and found her watching television in the living room. He had a funny grin as he sat down next to her.
"I really need a break" he said.
She offered to make him something to eat. As she got up, he pulled her back to the couch.
"No, wait . . . I've got a better idea."
He stood up, faced her and unfastened his pants. Jeanette watched in shock as he lowered his pants and revealed a very long, swelling member.
"I'm just so stressed out" he said in a low, almost apologetic voice.
Jeanette looked up at his desperate face and then back to this magnificent appendage slowly riding a few feet from her face. She battled two instincts at the same time, one that made sense to her (run to her room and lock the door) and another that she couldn't believe kept speaking to her louder and louder.
"Why not?"
The longer she sat there, frozen in a gaze, the louder that instinct became.
Then she did the unthinkable. This was the moment everything she thought she knew about herself changed.
She took Colin's cock in her hand and began to stroke. In seconds, she had it in her mouth. Before she could even realize what she had just gotten herself into, she was letting him take off her top and he was cumming on her naked breasts.
Colin let out a happy exhale, sat next to her on the couch and kissed her cheek.
"You are the best!" he said with genuine joy and appreciation. He kissed her again and said he had a call he had to make and then they'd go out for lunch.
Jeanette pulled up her bra, d****d her shirt over her chest and went to the guest room. She started the shower and undressed quickly as she tried to process what had just happened.
She was not upset. She wasn't even emotional. She felt . . . happy.
She thought she should feel guilty, but she didn't.
As she cleaned off Colin's cum and lathered soap over her mature body, Jeanette thought about Colin's cock and felt herself getting more and more aroused.
It was at this part of the story that she then said it had been a while since she had sex. Her husband's libido had dwindled to just about nothing over the years. She didn't think much of it because it wasn't much of an issue between them. She didn't miss having sex, she didn't really think about it. It wasn't until that moment that she realized it had been so long since she felt like that.
She really liked that feeling. Perhaps more than she remembered.
She wanted to feel it again.
There's much more to this story. More to come.....
1 year ago
