The third time we went in, my wife was in a hurry to get back to her 18 month old son.I can't deny that despite her mum being 50ish and probably a siz... 20 or more. Being short round and definitely a bbw, that I wasn't attracted to her.Given it was my birthday I thought my current g/f was just making something up to get me a card or whatever.My Mother In Law asked me to come to the office at the back of the shop and thinking nothing of it I complied. When we were in the office she told me "Donna. So, needless to say, I was shocked. I wasn't phobic, so it really didn't effect my friendship with him at first. We continued to bike, run, hit the occasional movie and things of the sort, until one morning, I woke up having had a dream about him fucking me. I was like. . .errrrrrr (insert screeching tire sound here), WTF just happened. Over the next few months, those thoughts started entering my mind throughout the day, except now it was an actual fantasy. I won't bore you with the "how did. What would Dad say? What would he do? Mom could have been a champion poker player, her face was giving so little away. What was Mom thinking? What were her plans?Kristen was still standing shell shocked with the revelation that Mom had seen us, when I reached her.I asked, curious and nervous, "What did Mom say?" Did you know she saw us?" she asked."Yeah, right at the end," I nodded."And you didn't tell me?" she demanded, instantly annoyed at me."She didn't say anything, just looked us over with. I was in a mood to be seduced, not to jump on you or have you jump all over me. I wanted a quiet, affectionate seduction. Alone. With you. Or a talk, you know? Close? Revealing? Just between me and thee? I had no idea you were so afraid of me. Or so afraid of yourself, or whatever it is. And I've tried it more than once, too, but you don't seem to pick up on it."I said, "Oh." I shrugged. I shrugged again. I toyed nervously with the cigarette and then mashed it out in the ashtray.Ronnie said.