Mother-in-law's Surprise

It wasn't unusual for my mother-in-law, Blair, to ask just me over to her house for my opinion on work that she needs done at her house. I love how much affection and respect my wife, Buffy, has for her mother. I feel that not only does her strong relationship make Buffy a great mother for our two children, but also makes her a great wife. And the fact that Blair was super sexy, even in comparison with women much younger, was an additional reason I wanted to be with her. Oh, it will be easier for me to tell my story if you have my name and age. My name is Beckett, and I am 40-years-old. My friends and family call me Beck. I'm 6 feet tall, with a trim, lanky body. And I have dirty blond and wavy hair that always looks like I need a haircut.

I need to describe my mother-in-law so that you can appreciate what happened to me that day. Blair is 62-years-old with the body of a 40-year-old. Small waist, cute butt, flat stomach, and still firm C-cup breasts. She dresses like my wife, what my wife calls classic sexy. Both don't need to show too much of their boobs or hips in bathing suits - their covered bodies still make men want to fuck them. Their clothing has the same classy style, but it hugs each of their zero-fat bodies just a little tighter than how most women wear those clothes. Classic sexy!

Blair only wears makeup if she is going to a fine dining restaurant, a dinner or event at the yacht club, or some other special gathering. Her face is a little wrinkled because of how much sun she gets at her backyard pool and when sailing. But I never saw any tan lines anywhere, no matter what bathing suit she wore. Classic sexy!

I let myself into the front door of Blair's house. I never had to announce myself because she never wore anything revealing in the public parts of her large house. Her husband, John, had died 5 years ago. My wife, Buffy, told me that she was worried that her mother was getting frustrated about not being intimate with a man for so long. When I asked Buffy how she thought that, she said "I don't know, just a hunch."

As expected, Blair walked into the kitchen in a classic sexy outfit, kissed me on my cheek and offered me coffee so we could talk. Her kitchen was huge, with the table in front of a large window, with many panes, that looked out on the massive private backyard, with a large in-ground pool and pool house on the far side of the pool.

Blair started talking the moment we sat down. "If I raised Buffy right, she wouldn't have told you that you owe me big time. By the look on your face, she didn't tell you."

My curiosity was peaked. I went from leaning back on my kitchen chair to leaning forward. I also put my coffee down.

Blair continued. "As soon as Buffy turned 18, I taught her to carry herself like a lady in public and in front of her future kids. But in the bedroom and many other places where she and her husband are alone, she should act like a whore with him."

I immediately got semi-hard thinking of Blair doing this herself with her husband, I just said to her what first came to my head, "Blair, thank you for your advice to Buffy - it is one of the reasons I love her so much, and that we have such great sex. But why wouldn't she tell me how you guided her?"

Blair wasn't surprised by my candid talk about her daughter, or about my question. She said, "I'm sure the sexual allure of Buffy to you is that you think this was just part of her natural personality, not from being trained by her mother. Also, if she told you about me telling her what to do, that would hurt my being viewed by you as a lady."

I said, "That makes sense. But why are you telling me all this right now?"

Blair got a serious look on her face, "Before I go further, you are never to tell anyone while I'm alive, including Buffy, about our conversation. I want to hear you say this out loud."

I said, "I swear I never will tell anyone, especially Buffy, about ANY of our conversation today."

"Good boy" Blair said with a still serious look on her face. She continued, "My husband, John, was a man, so he wandered. I told him that he never should embarrass me when he goes to strip clubs or anything beyond that."

"Buffy said this to me - was she giving me permission to cheat on her?" I asked.

Blair said, "yes, dear. I told her that most successful men, starting around your age, start to stray now and then. Her father did it, but his affairs remained discrete. He always made me feel loved and we always had great sex. Now, I'll answer why I'm telling all this to you. My mother was lonely after my father died, around when my husband was the age you are now. I didn't find out until she was dying that she had the same talk with my husband that I'm having with you now. He would have sex with my mother a few times a year until she died at 79. And she told me how great that sex was."

I was completely spellbound and hard at this point. I asked, "how did you feel about your husband sleeping with your mother for that long?"

She said, "I loved him even more, especially when I realized that sex with him was even better when he was with my mother. And I was grateful that my husband and her didn't let me know. She told me before she died, though, because I might end up in the same situation as her, which I am right now."

At this point I felt my mother-in-law would be disappointed in me if I had to ask any more questions or wait for her to ask me if I could fuck her. I stood up, with a large bulge in my pants, and held out my hand.

Blair had an excited smile on her face as she stood up and took my hand. We walked up the stairs to the bedrooms, where I led her into her enormous bedroom suite. We stood facing each other at the foot of the king size bed, when I nodded my head while looking at her chest. She quickly took off her clothes and stood naked in front of me. I still had all of my clothes on - she was in my control, and she was going to be my whore. Again, I knew this is what she wanted, to be my whore like she was John's whore. Like Buffy wanted to be my whore.

"Use one hand to play with your tits and have the other hand rub your clit - no moaning!" I barked at Blair.

Blair worked on herself while staying silent. Her breathing grew heavier and louder. Finally, after about 10 minutes, she had a shaking orgasm as she bent her knees and somehow was still able to stay standing. I thought how much I was going to enjoy these visits with my mother-in-law.

I pulled my pants and underwear down while still standing. I then made a quick motion with my head and eyes, looking at my fully erect penis. Blair knew what I wanted, dropped to her knees and seemed pleased with my 8-inch penis with a wide girth. She picked up my shaft and started to lick my ball sack. I barked, "whores attack their man's hard shaft." I never was this abusive with Buffy, but figured her mother would expect and want it.

"Yes master" Blair shouted out. Then she opened her mouth wide, reached around to grab each of my ass cheeks and began to throat fuck herself. She expertly pulled my pelvis forward and back. She was better at this than Buffy. More experience, I guess. She would stop just before I was ready to cum, then throat fuck herself with me again. Finally after at least 10 minutes, Blair plunged me so far into her mouth that she was tonguing my ball sack in her mouth. I fully exploded down her throat. No gagging, no choking. I love my mother-in-law!

I needed a drink of water, and to re-charge a bit. I pointed to the bed and Blair hopped on in the doggeystyle position. Still saying nothing, I did a tight circular motion with my left hand. She turned onto her back, spreading her legs so I could see her great pussy. She was trimmed the same as Buffy - the similarities between the two of them were piling up. I walked into her large closet and grabbed a couple of John's ties. Then, still without saying a word, I tied her wrists to the headboard. She now was spread eagle on her back, with a pillow propping her head up. Still without a word, I put on my pants and shirt and left her tied to the bed, fully naked.

I went to the kitchen, made a sandwich for myself and read the news updates on my phone. I also drank a tall glass of water. After a half hour, I went back up the stairs. I made sure to be as quiet as possible, to hopefully startle here.

I walked in quickly, and could see the excitement in Blair's eyes. I put a glass to her mouth, so she could drink some water through a bent straw. I then quickly stripped down and hopped on the bed, between her legs and facing her glorious and wet pussy. I still needed a little more time to re-charge, so I went down on her. I just did what Buffy loved, and my mother-in-law responded the same way, but silently. She would raise her hips to push her pussy into my face. She loved when I wet a finger and inserted it into her asshole, and used a hand to grope her delicious tits. I would feel like a total failure if I didn't get Blair to have at least 3 orgasms today. One down and two to go. Two minutes turned to 10, which turned to 20. I paced my tongue like my mother-in-law throat fucked me. Fast, slow, and sometimes i would stop.

Finally I lapped it up so that Blair would have her second intense orgasm. I thought she was going to break her husband's silk ties wrapped around her wrists. Her juices tasted great. "Pretty good for a 62-year-old lady" I thought. Then I realized she still thought she had to be silent. I said, "now I want you to be as loud as you can with my next trick for you."

I was fully re-charged, untied her, and got her back on all fours. I opened the drawer on her nightstand. "Of course she has lube!" I thought. I faced her asshole and pussy, stood up, worked lube into her asshole and slowly inserted my excited penis. But she started bucking and wriggling her hips so that my penis would go in her asshole faster. Again she was better than Buffy. I started pumping her asshole while massaging her pussy with one of my hands.

Blair now was screaming like she was possessed by the devil. "Fuck my asshole as fast as you can! I can take your huge cock in me all night!" She even compared me to her dead husband, John. "your cock feels so much better in my ass than John's."

My mother-in-law then had her second explosive orgasm, while lowering her head to the bed. She was in a downward dog position and she shook with pleasure. I pulled out of her so that I could save my second explosion for her awaiting pussy.

Blair's downward dog position made it easy for me to plunge my cock into her awaiting pussy. "Damn!" I thought to myself, "her box is so tight for a woman her age. She must be doing Kegel exercises." Whatever she was doing, I loved being balls deep in her very firm pussy.

After 10 minutes, Blair said, "master, I'm not worthy of your compassion, but I would love to see your face when you cum in me." I pulled out of her and gave her a gentle smack on her cute firm ass. My mother-in-law rolled over into the missionary position. I wanted to see her tits bouncing and see her face as I blasted into her, anyway.

I inserted my cock deep in her again. We passionately kissed each other as my whore now was my lover. With all we've been through together that day, this was what we both wanted. Again, I was working her like an artist. We spent 20 minutes in this passionate missionary position. Then I could feel Blair being ready for her third orgasm. I pumped even harder until we had an explosive simultaneous orgasm. I collapsed on my mother-in-law while still in her. My spunk was dripping out of her pussy, down to her asshole.

Blair then tapped me on my shoulder and opened her mouth. I pulled out of her and let her lick my cock and balls clean. I then laid on my side next to her. My now top hand and arm was draped over her quickly rising and falling breasts. We fell asleep that way for 20 minutes.

Blair tapped me on the shoulders to wake me up. She no longer was in obedient whore mode, and more like she was in the kitchen earlier in the day. She started with, "That was great, young man! You were a bit harsher with me than John ever was, but I loved it. I was nervous earlier over whether you would agree to pay back my favor or not. And I was nervous about whether I could please you if you did agree to help me."

I started massaging Blair's breasts as I talked. "Well I would never pass up an opportunity to be of service to you. And you fully pleased me. So much so that I hope I passed the tryout and we can do this more."

My mother-in-law responded, "Of course we will do this more, dear. The hard part - pun intended - will be for you to look at me when we are all together the same way as you did before today. Oh, and use some bullshit story about where you were today and all the other times we do this. Buffy won't question you because she will thinking you're having discreet sex with some young babe.

I had to end this talk on a hard note, so I said. "OK, you can stop training me - I know what to do, including not telling anyone. The only thing I want to think of now is to give you a fourth orgasm today, unless you're too old for it."

My mother-in-law shot back, "Listen young man, I'm not too old for anything. You just worry about satisfying me!"

I then rolled over and opened Blair's nightstand drawer and said, "Let's see what we have here for me to use..."