Time seemed to stand still as I tried to recall how long I had been planning and scheming to get to this point. Was it two or three years ago I had de...ided I wanted; no I needed to fuck my Mother In-Law. The In-Laws lived several hours away so that left me lots of time to plan my scheme. I knew they would visit at least once every four or six weeks and spend the weekend. I knew if this was going to happen I’d have to get more intimate with Joyce. Up until I put my plan into motion our greetings. I made sure there was no turning back, so we gave Nicole plenty of her favorite drinks as I did not want her to back out. At one point during the preliminary part of our evening, Nicole, who was becoming quite tipsy, touched my boobs looking at Alex and asked if he wanted to touch them! I smiled and grabbed Nicole's boobs in return and kissed her. The next few minutes Alex learned how we girls had been having fun behind his back, watching us French-kiss and fondle one another. Alex was very. What was the big deal? “He is not an asshole,” she muttered to herself. Why did he think he was? “Excuse me,” came a subdued voice behind her. She turned around. Her gaze travelled up the buttons of a black shirt, over a prominent Adam’s apple, and into the pale blue eyes of the other man she’d been checking out for weeks. The same one who’d been knuckle deep in a blonde in the bar the night before. “Hi,” she answered, blinking away how wide her eyes had become. Having sat with Washington. I watched him slip back into his blue denim shirt, which nearly matched the color of his tight jeans, and which hugged every wonderful muscle of his gorgeous hairy chest. He let me rebutton him, and I took every opportunity to touch his strong chest as I buttoned him up. Dave kissed my left foot, then my right foot, before slipping my feet back into my knee-high boots. He gently caressed my legs and thighs, as he zipped my boots back up on me. The way he did that sent shivers of pure sexual.