It’s my own damn fault

I think I was still trying to regain my senses. I mean after all, here we were sitting in the parking lot, albeit the back of the lot behind a very busy hardware store. And my mother in law had just taken off her top. Whether she had left home having first removed her bra, or had done so while driving even, I had no clue. But, there she was…tits bare, sitting there in her seat all but demanding I show her my cock again.

My mind was a whirlwind of total confusion. And interestingly enough, I still wasn’t entirely sure this wasn’t some weird, bizarre form of punishment either, as strange as that sounds. For all I knew, she was about to scream out that I was accosting her there or something while out in the parking lot to some passerby coming out to his or her car.

I unbuckled my belt, unzipping.

“Hurry up Thomas, let me see it. Take off your pants…down to your ankles at least.”

I now had thoughts of her telling me to get out of the car like this, half expecting her to have me do so. And then I realized she was smiling.

“Stella was right…you are similar,” she sighed pleasurably to herself, one hand suddenly coming up, cupping and now fondling her breast. “Stroke it…make it hard for me, let me see it hard Thomas.”

I slunk down in my seat just a little, looking about, ensuring that no one would be close enough in coming out to see us. So far…we were well enough and far away from anyone else’s car that I actually felt pretty confident as I sat there now firmly stroking my cock.

“Very nice,” she hotly moaned watching me doing that, and then shifted in her seat facing towards me. She’d been wearing a skirt, still was…but as she turned, likewise opening her legs, I realized what I was now looking at. Her bare…and I mean bare…pussy. Reaching down, she slipped her hand between her legs, stuck a finger in, and then two…slowly thrusting them in and out of herself for a moment. Seconds later she withdrew her fingers, and then much to my surprise, held them towards me. “This what you were sniffing earlier?” She asked.

“This the cunt stink you were seeking while you were jerking yourself off into my cum-stained, cum-filled panties? They were, you know…I remember wearing them, the black ones. The same ones you were jerking off with. You didn’t know it Thomas, but yesterday evening when you came over to mow the lawn just like you always do? Well…I stood there in my bedroom, watching you through the window. Jealous of my own daughter, jealous because she now has the kind of life and marriage that I used to have. And there you were, almost naked, mowing the lawn,

and I remembered what she once told me about your cock, what it looked like when it was hard, how it felt inside her when the two of you made love. When you fucked…” she corrected obviously preferring the more decadent sounding words. “And so I stood there Thomas, finger-fucking myself, fantasizing, thinking about you, wishing I could see that hard sweet cock of yours, if only once. And then low and behold…”

I don’t think Stella had any idea that something like this could happen. I know I sure as hell didn’t. And now…here I was, sitting in the front seat of my mother in laws car, jerking off, watching her as she in turn finger-fucked herself. Oh yeah…how the hell was I now going to be able to explain this one to her?

But then Mia’s reminder, her promise that she made me give came flying right back at me again.

“Remember Thomas, not one word. Not ever! If any of this…and I mean any of this ever gets back to Stella, I will never, ever speak to you again, and you will never, ever again be welcome inside my house again either. Are we clear on that?”

This time I did speak. “I promise. I will never ever say a word about this to her, ever.”

Once again she smiled, nodding her head. “Good…now that we’re in agreement on that, let me see you come again Thomas. Please. That was so fucking hot the last time!”

**

Yeah I know…I know. I’m getting there. But like I said, things just sort of seemed to go from bad to worse.

**

At Mia’s request, she soon had me spurting another good-sized load all over her tits, and then after that, telling me to rub it all into them. So now…here I was, actually fondling my mother in law’s breasts, her lovely…firm, full breasts. Something that I was pretty sure even Stella wouldn’t have been too happy with. However, here I was, doing just that, and enjoying it too. I mean after all, hadn’t it been my wife’s fault that I was now in the mess that I was? Wasn’t it?

And to top it all off, after I had done that, played with her boobs, finally sitting back, I had then watched her…once again at her request, as she fingered herself off, watching…listening, hearing her climax.

Listening to the wet succulent sounds her pussy was making as she played in her own juices, frigging her clit, still twisting and teasing her nipples as I sat there watching her. God she came hard, even squirting a little, which was a totally unexpected surprise. Stella had of course never mentioned that part, though perhaps she didn’t know. Something else of course, I sure as hell wasn’t going to mention to her either. And especially now as I had actually made a promise.

“Remember now…not a word.”

“Not one word. I promise.”

“Not ever!”

“Not ever!”

“Stella’s working in the floral shop tomorrow, yes?”

“Yes she is.”