He followed Elle into her bedroom and shut the door softly behind them. He leaned back against the closed door and watched as she stood by the bed and began to undress. Facing him, she slipped her plaid pajama pants down her hips and allowed them to puddle around her ankles. She stepped out of the pajama pants and kicked them under the bed. His mother-in-law was now only wearing a baggy t-shirt that hung to her mid-thigh....

They pulled up outside Elle's house in a taxi, he was in the passenger seat, Elle was in the back seat with Kath. Kath was passed out and had her head in her mother's lap. Following his dance, with Elle, they had returned to the bar and found Kath downing shots of tequila with several of the bridesmaids. It hadn't taken long for her to start feeling the effects of the alcohol, and so the three of them had left the recepti...

He drove Kath and Elle to the wedding reception. The ceremony in the church had been quite pleasant, but his mind was preoccupied with the lust-filled images that he was constantly imagining of his dick and Elle, his mother-in-law's ass. She was wearing a black dress that went down to her knees, a pair of black 3-inch high heels and a cardigan that covered her otherwise bare shoulders. She was heavily made up, with dark p...

He awoke close to 7 a.m. that morning. Daylight was beginning to stream into the room through the half-closed window blinds. He reached down and adjusted his dick through his boxer briefs. He had a raging case of morning wood, and he casually gripped his shaft and gave it a gentle squeeze. Kath was till fast asleep beside him. After spending a few moments remembering fondly last night's love-making with his wife, he grew...

"You doing okay?" Kath asked. "Just fine, thanks," he said, as he drove their black sedan into the driveway of Kath's mom's house. In truth, he was in a pretty terrible mood. It was nearly midnight, the drive had taken about an hour longer than the usual six because of construction on the highway, and he had been forced to leave work later than planned even though he had told his boss about the out-of-town trip at least t...

He opened the washing machine and rummaged around inside for a moment before pulling out a pair of unwashed, black women's underwear. They were full coverage granny panty style, which made sense because they belonged to his fifty-seven-year-old mother-in-law. Elle was a tall brunette who had been as slender and attractive as his wife when she was twenty years younger, but who had since let herself grow a little heavier, d...