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Mother-in-Law, Son-in-Law

By: Jude Calvert-Toulmin | Other books by Jude Calvert-Toulmin
Published By: Andrews UK Ltd
Published: Sep 05, 2012
ISBN # 9781782342298
Word Count: 75,575
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Mother-in-Law, Son-in-Law is a tale of lonely people trying to find happiness by daring to follow their hearts. Some people shout about finding the wild place, whilst others are quietly swimming in it... Kate married far too young. Now husband Alex, once the love of her life, bores her to tears. He's so busy gardening and watching repeats of Top Gear on the telly, he would never guess about Kate's secret life with her lover Colin. But gardening and Top Gear can keep a man happy for only so long. Especially with a mother-in-law as voluptuous and gorgeous as Julia, a lonely widow who hasn't had sex for five years...
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4 - Alex -The Patio

God, she’s gorgeous! I’ve always known she was gorgeous, but I never started to really think about it until recently. Maybe the fact that Kate and I don’t have sex anymore has got something to do with it. There’s porn, but those women aren’t real, and Julia is flesh and blood, right in front of me.
She’s bending over now to put the plates of food on the patio table and I can see the contours of her breasts through the thin material of her summer top. I shouldn’t be looking at her breasts. Stop looking at her breasts, Alex, for fuck’s sake! They may be gorgeous breasts, but they’re the breasts of your mother-in-law!

Kate: Alex! I said pass the HP sauce!
Alex: Sorry darlin’, miles away. Here.

She’s fifty five this year which, technically, is really old if you think about it, but she just doesn’t seem old. She’s got blonde wavy hair down to her shoulders, only it’s not just blonde. It’s sort of silvery and streaky blonde and it shines in the sun. She’s got a small, pert nose, like Kylie, and greeny grey eyes, a really unusual colour, and she’s shorter than me. I’m six foot so she must be about five foot six, a few inches taller than Kate.
There’s something about Julia, the way she looks at me, as though she knows what I’m thinking. And I’m determined not to look at her breasts.
They’re large, and heavy, and although she’s wearing a bra, they bounce gently when she walks from the kitchen out to the patio. When she sits down, I can definitely see the outline of her nipples showing through her bra.
All the food’s served and she’s looking directly at me. Now I really mustn’t look at her breasts.

Julia: Everything OK, Alex? Would you like mustard as well?
Alex: No, that’s fine. Looks delicious.

And she’s a brilliant cook. She makes her own sausages and they’re better than anything you can buy in the shops.

Alex: Wow. These are really good Julia.
Julia: I’m glad you like them sweetie, I made them especially for you and Kate.
Kate: Even though I’m on a diet.

She’s going to fetch the drinks now. Her arse. She’s wearing jeans and they’re stretched tight over her arse. You know what they say about women being curvy, having something to get hold of. Well Julia has definitely got something to get hold of. She works out every day to that old 90s exercise video, the one where that supermodel looks at the camera like she wants to suck your cock. But even so, her stomach isn’t flat. It’s flattish, but soft, all of her is soft, like you could just sink into her. Mmmm yeah, sink into her.
Oh fuck, I’ve got a hard on. Kate’d better not see this. It happens every time we visit Julia nowadays, I can’t stop looking at her and I can’t stop thinking about her afterwards. Now I come to think about it, Julia has invaded nearly all my wanking fantasies recently. Which means, basically, that I want to fuck her, I guess.
My cock is really hard now, making a tent in my pants. I could just sit here and get it out and masturbate whilst I watch her serving the food and eating. She’s picking up her sausages with her fingers and grease is dripping off them onto the plate in little plops. And she keeps glancing over at me in between mouthfuls. She can’t realise I’ve got a hard on. Oh fuck, my cock is aching now and it’s really uncomfortable. I want to stroke it and tease it whilst I look at the outline of her breasts through her top and watch that sausage gently oozing into her mouth. The sunlight is actually shining directly through her top and I can see the curve of her left breast and the nipple erect against the fabric.
She keeps smiling at me. She’s just being friendly I’m sure. Now she goes to fetch dessert. She’s made profiteroles. As she sits down again I can see her heavy breasts moving against the fabric and I really want to touch them. This is driving me mad! My cock has never felt this stiff. I wonder if anyone will notice if I just rest my hand down there?

Mother-in-Law, Son-in-Law

By: Jude Calvert-Toulmin