.but yes she was staring at the half of erection nearly poking from under my boxer leg. She made a audible sigh then shut the tv and left the room. My...mind rushed with the possibilities i didn't even think she knew what sex was but theirs my b**st of a m.i.l looking at my boner i should mention at this point my wife always shit talked her mom going as far to call her a fat retard (her words). her mom was slow but a sweetheart it always upset me especially that she had had a mild stroke that. I am a twenty-four year old single male called Richard, and had left home a fair few years ago.For the first week I enjoyed spending long lazy days hanging around the house doing nothing in particular, and took advantage of my holiday by having long lie-ins on a morning. I was usually woken up by mid morning by my mum or dad, bringing me my morning mug of tea or coffee before they left the house.On one particular morning, on the first weekend of my holiday, I had made arrangements to meet up. Then she looked up again."I am sorry if I let you down, Angique. I love knowing you and being with you. But this is all new and scary to me. I am confused."Angique had pulled her closer and kissed her open mouth."I love you, Alicia," she'd said. She picked up a strawberry, dipped it into a bowl of cream and fed it to the girl. Then she closed her lips over Alicia's mouth, sucking the fruit out and returning it. They passed the soft fruit back and forth, sucking the sweet flesh into mush,. I parked the rental car directly across the street and grabbed the camera, noticing for the first time the building that housed Marci's business. It looked like a converted hotel with two levels. Numerous small offices had their signs plastered above separate doorway. There was a tattoo / piercing parlor, a hairdresser and nail salon, as well as a photography shop. Marci's office was on the second floor and as I looked I saw her and the two black men enter the office. The big man was still.