No fucking way is that happening, asshole. Oscar told you to help me out in any way, I leered at her. He didnt mean that, Jessie protested. Sure he ...id. You want to be helpful. My cocks hard and needs to cum, I told her, And your pussies getting all hot and bothered. You need a cock in you bad. So bend over the counter and let me fuck your cunt hard. The anger on her face vanished instantly, replaced with desire. Sorry, sir, youre right. My boss told me to help you out. Besides, Im supposed. ”“And... ?”“She said something about hell freezing over but I don’t know what that has to do with anything.”“It means, my darling,” she looked up at him with her head tipped to the side and winked her eye, “it means I’m stuck with you. Now let’s go home, shall we?”Mike was pleased that she’d used the phrase “go home”, thinking about it as he went to bring the car around to the front of the building. When he pulled up and Connie saw the red reliant her smile widened in recognition. Mike started. Twice he had to adjust his position for fear that Cathy would notice his stirring below. They continued chatting about nothing in particular where he allowed himself to become steadily intoxicated by her sensuous body.There was no doubt about it he mused to himself, Mother-in-law or not, she was one very attractive woman. He afforded himself a smile as he wondered how many other men could honestly say they had such a fanciable Mother-in-law, especially the way that she looked tonight, dressed. The idea that one of them would stay behind while the other went to the Caribbean was anathema! Riley caved the next morning.Mom and Dad took Barney while we were gone. That worked out well, since Barney’s main occupation was napping, which matched up with Gomer’s ambitious nature. Gomer was their eleven-year-old basset-beagle mix. My parents promised to walk Barney around the block every day, just like they did with Gomer. Barney and Gomer would sleep the other twenty-three hours of the day..