' he kissed me deeply and I felt his erection press hard against my belly, 'Well, you can figure out the rest' he said slyly.He pushed me onto my back...and began to kiss down my body, stopping to suck on my nipples for a time, nibbling on them gently and taking each one deep into his mouth. Then on down, kissing and kneading my belly, worshiping it for endless blissful minutes. He finally reached my pussy, obviously where he wanted to end up, and lightly sucked on my lips as he parted them with. He knew it had always been there: the doubt that he would one day stop being enough for Prue.He guessed it was a doubt that lives in every married man, especially the ones married to young and attractive women. It was all pretty banal, wasn’t it? He often felt ashamed about it, but the doubt kept penetrating his zone of comfort when he saw Prue flirt or dance or talk intimately with a man.Curiously enough he’d always had trouble blaming her for it. He rather blamed his own immature insecurity.. "Would you satisfy me?", I said "but am married to your daughter".Caroline said "But, she doesn't need to know it could be our secret".I said "look I love your big round figure but am not doing that with them both upstairs!"My mother-in-law Caroline then planted a big kiss on my lips, with me giving in to her deep tonguing before her saying "I'll see you in the morning then!"My father in law had to be at work for 7, my wife I thought was 10.At I think about 8 0'clock, in the spare room I awoke. I had to pull the receiver away for a brief moment to yawn. “Hey Sexy, when are you coming over today? It’s almost noon!” said the voice on the phone. “Almost noon? So does that mean you’re finally awake? I came by this morning around 8, knocked on your door and your bedroom window,” I informed him, the annoyance clear in my tone. “Really? Crap I’m sorry, I was hella passed out. I was up late talking to my Dad, but I’m up now, 'in more ways than one',” he chuckled. I laughed, and let him.