“See still a gentleman.” He says with wink holding his hand out to help me from the car. “How do I know you’re not secretly a mass murderer cl...iming your next victim?” He pushes me against the car, pulls up my skirt, shoves his fingers deep into my pussy, his other hand grabbing the back of my neck and kissing me hard. When he pulls away he just smiles. “Would a murderer really want to waste what has the potential to be an amazing woman in bed?” I stutter as try to answer, “I suppose not.” He. ." I stammered."Well then, in that case I want you to come and sit on this chair in front of me." She said.I did as I was told, but tried to put my cock back into my shorts but she slapped my wrists and told me to leave it as it was."Now then..." She started, "I want you to show me exactly what you were doing, but this time from an angle where I can see you, and I don't want your hands slipping anywhere else they shouldn't!"I paused, shocked. Had my mother-in-law really just instructed me to. She walked in just as my thong was dropping to the floor. She looked at me, startled, and said I was more beautiful than she had ever imagined, my skin so smooth, so flawless. I thanked her, and stepped into the tub, saying the water was the perfect temperature, for her to slip out of her things and come in and relax.As I sat in the tub gazing up at her, she slowly took off her clothes, putting her blouse on the half wall, letting her jeans fall to the floor. I could not believe how gorgeous. But whatever Lynn was at the time to Will, the 14 year-old boy was now just looking at Lynn’s body. She had worn a white night gown that left little to the imagination. Lynn also must have over-heated under the blankets, because she had crawled out from under the blankets and rested on top of the blue comforter, curled in a ball while facing in Will’s direction.Her positioning gave Will a perfect angle to look at her exposed cleavage. He felt himself beginning to get hard, as he impulsively.