"I wish I could kiss it and make it better." You could," I said. I smiled again.So he did. It wasn't time, yet, for the regulation New Year's kiss, bu... he set his champagne glass down on a lamp table, took mine out of my hand and put it down, too, and put his arms around me."It's early," he said, looking into my eyes, still smiling."Fifteen minutes to go. But I believe in starting early."He pulled me hard up against him. My breasts pushed against his chest. I could feel his thighs against mine.. Paul saw the inert form laying near the edge of the queen-sized bed. His mother-in-law. Outside the door, he could hear the party, still loud after eight hours, and which promised to continue for several more. It was obvious to the man that his wife's mother was totally inebriated. Drunk! Not the first time, either.Earlier that evening, she had verbally assaulted everyone at the party, as usual sounding like the high-holy bitch she was. Sometimes she was the perfect mother-in-law, polite,. Some when I am lonely I would call him and chat with him which he like very much,because he would be able to tell me all sort of rude things.Well let get back to the reason I am writing this story okay. As I said before it was a day like all the rest ,just tht I was very very horny and need a nice cock to fuck me well.Then I remember tht the young mechanic was across the road working.So I pull my curtain to make sure he was there,as I looked I saw him working on a car.I close my curtains and. The drive back to her apartment seemed to take forever and no time at all at the same time. I’d never been in her apartment before. She called it her sanctuary. Her apartment was on the ground floor, number 212. She pulled out her key, hesitated for just a moment, then put the key in the lock and opened the door. The apartment was all on one floor. The front door opened straight into the den, which was sparsely furnished with a sectional that looked a little worn but was clearly well taken care.