I just logged out from her account and took on my work. At night I saw she chatting in FB and I guess she must have replied to chat.So the day came up... My mom said to me that Rajan uncle is going to come as he got some gifts dad sent from thee and her face was glowing little more. She said if I was going out, as usual I said yes. I never saw this Rajan guy, just in some pics I saw him. Mom was looking stunning in a purple maxi with some mogra flowers on head and with that chandan ka tilak it. Once inside, I was able to quickly trace the sounds to our bedroom at the top of the stairs. What I saw next stopped me in my tracks. There on the bed was my mother-in-law, squealing in what I could only assume was pain as the nipples on her soccer ball size tits were being pulled upward by her daughter. The squeal was muffled due to the fact that my wife was straddling her mom's face. Since my wife was naked, her robe lying next to her, I soon realized she was rubbing her pussy directly in her. *** I woke to the sound of Naomi, the housekeeper, vacummning in Jasons room, and glanced at my watch. It was only nine. Naomi must have thought that everyone was awake. She normally saved her upstairs work for the afternoon. I decided I might as well get up. Once Naomi started her upstairs work, shed be at it for hours. My stomach growled. I pulled on sleep shorts and headed down to the kitchen. I felt happy because of Jason, but I also felt guilty. Very guilty. Like I had been unfaithful to. I savored the tightening grip of his hands on my waist and ass, the sound of his upper thighs and balls slapping against my ass, and the wonderful feeling of sexual submissiveness from feeling the mattress under my hands and knees as I gladly received his gentle but firm domination over my ass, my body, and my will.He didn't want to come quite yet, so he pulled out just before he was about to orgasm. I laid him down, then went back between his legs and teased his balls with my fingertips, then.