Her two dogs and her husband Mathew were sound asleep down the hall.Christmas Eve is a time to spend with family, however this year; due to the econom... they'd spend it by themselves. The plans were to make the best of things, sleep late, and have the traditional holiday meal.She smirked when she remembered her husband's remark, "Honey, this meal is guaranteed to spice up our life and expand our waistlines."She blushed, frowned and replied, "For your information, my waistline doesn't need any. I never even used to talk much with her. I knew she was a totally loving and dedicated wife to her husband and the perfect mom to her children.We reached home soon and I being dead tired fixed myself a couple of drinks as my mom in law was unpacking in the guest room. The drinks soon started having its effect on me and when she called out to me for a towel. I was lost in lust. I picked up a towel from my room and gave it to her.This was the first time I had a good look at her. She was chubby. Cum was still making its way out of my hole. I couldn’t help myself and started to wank. One hand was on my cock, the other started to finger my tender arse. I soon came again and fell asleep.I woke after hearing a sound. It was Jean coming into the bedroom and stripping off. From the noise, it was obvious that she was more than a little drunk. Looking through half closed eyes, I watched her strip. She had that “just fucked look”.“Are you awake?” She asked. I played dead. She came and shook me.. ’ ‘There are no strings. I just don’t want you arrested until I find a way to get you out of this mess. Is that o.k.?’ I agreed that it would be o.k.. I was very confused, but very grateful that I could add a bit more protean to my diet. ************************************ ‘….so, pastor Bob, that’s the story. I feel that I need to do something to help this woman, I have checked out her story and it seems to be accurate down to the smallest detail. I am tempted to let her use my guest room and.