I was one of the more silent and studious types in college. I was a decent looking guy. 5’7, 70 kgs, fair in complexion, not very slim but not fat e...ther. I was not muscular, i was more of a nerdy guy. I spent a lot of time at home, inside my room, going for walks alone , reading books. Perhaps this is why i was very sexually repressed. I had surging hormones by end of college, but never the chance to explore them.At 21, i completed my Mechanical engineering degree back in my native place. I. My job a while back required me to work the 3-11 shift. So when I’m home, my wife is already in bed asleep. Some times I slip quietly in bed and fuck her, but my wife does not like being awakened an hour or two after she’s fallen asleep.My wife’s Mom Joyce lives in an apartment complex, and for the last two years she has brought her laundry over to the house and did some light housekeeping during the week. Once I changed shifts she’d be really quiet. Then one day things changed.I was off that. " You watch the marker lights of a plane as it drifts through the night overhead, angling for the airport just south of the city. Raindrops fall gently against the glass. Below you, a thousand cars and street lights lend their glow to the ground level, bathing everything in a golden-white hue."Shall I send in your head slave?" She asks, this time more sultry than before."I believe you should," you reply. "And turn on something classical." A minute or two passes as you watch the city, and a. Yes, I remembered. Being fucked by both dogs in front of them. Yes, I remember. “It looked like you were orgasming … like, a lot.” I nodded, again. “What I want to ask is … well, do you … do you always? Orgasm, I mean.”I smiled at her. “Yes. Almost every time.” She looked surprised. Then, I thought I should qualify that answer, just to be clear. “I mean, I do if I am stimulated. Obviously, if I am just sucking a guy … or dog … I will make them climax, but I am not going to. There is no physical.