I have always wanted to fuck her. As days passed, my obsession grew. I would imagine fucking her in various positions. This carried on to my fucking s...ssions with my wife when I imagined that it was my mil that was lying under me. Those days, our fucking was delicious.One day, my mother in law had a bath and came out in a nightie. It was a transparent nightie and her nipples were visible. That night, I was extra active in bed. I fucked my wife like a stallion and she was screaming. “Fuck me. I was surprised to see Vicky beckoning me to the bar. Although i often got drinks from her, she hadn't really shown any interest in me before, and, as I said, I wasn't into hitting on girls, so I pretty much left her alone (except for checking out her luscious titties from time to time). This time was different - I went over to the bar and asked if she needed something. She acted kind of shy, then told me that she needed kind of a big favor. I was thinking she was going to ask me to set her. I was a little startled, honestly, and looked back at Al, who had begun to describe the job they were going to do and how long it would take. Al noticed something about my reaction to the incredible shape showing though Chris’s jeans, and sort of half-smiled in a way that was friendly and not at all mocking or judgmental. I was in an odd state of mind, a little dazed, I think, and conscious of feeling a sexual interest that had been foreign to me for a decade or more. As Al maintained eye. .?” The words come softly. I can feel the phrases brewing in me as I talk. If I can keep speaking, I have the bizarre sensation that I'll know what to say. I pick invisible lint off the sleeve of my green jumper. I can tell I have your attention, mostly because of the pause I've chosen. You haven't moved. “I gotta grow a thicker skin, I guess. I wish you didn't talk about me. About US on your show”“Yeah.” I can feel my eyes narrowing as you echo your previous monosyllabic response. “I won't do.