Helping My Mother-In-Law

As a doting husband, I felt it was my duty to help my mother-in-law out, as her husband had recently been involved in a car accident, and due to his injuries, he was admitted to a hospital out of state.

This issue arose as her husband was visiting family in Florida for a long weekend, and on Saturday evening his car was struck by a drunk driver. He suffered one broken leg, a couple of fractured ribs, whiplash, and a few cuts and bruises. Honestly, he was lucky to be alive. The car that he drove was a rental - and was a write-off. But at this point, that was of no real concern to anyone as the insurance companies would work all of that out. What mattered was that he was getting the treatment he needed so he could return home, even though that would be a few weeks out.

My Mother-In-Law Sophie was talking to my wife, telling her that she needed to be with him. She would take a few days off from work but was worried about how to get there. She was afraid of flying as she hadn't been on a plane for over 20 years and didn't feel comfortable driving. My wife needed to be home for a couple of medical appointments of her own, and then there was the challenge of managing the kids. So, I did what I thought most people in my position would do and offered to drive. We could leave on Thursday which would mean arriving late Friday -- Spending the weekend and then heading back on Tuesday. This would give Sophie enough time to grasp her husband's injuries, consult the physicians, and begin to make plans for his return home.

Over the next few days, I began planning for the trip. I booked time off work and then looked at the directions to review the route, and possible layover destinations. I did some calculations and found that we would be passing through Savannah about 12 hours into a 19-hour car ride. I figured that may be a good place to stop. A few clicks on the laptop and I found a Marriot Hotel and proceeded to book a room with 2 queen beds. Hell, we would be in the car for hours upon end, and we are family, so I thought it made sense to share a room.

I would have plenty of time to plan the hotel for the return trip once we were down there.

Everything at home was all set. I knew the kids were in great hands. I arranged to pick up Sophie at 5 a.m. so we could head out and try to beat the traffic. I arrived to pick her up and she was wearing a little sundress and sandals. Considering she was in her mid 60's she still had a nice body. I think she walks a lot, and you can tell because she is very slim, and has nice 34C breasts and a firm butt for someone of her age. I placed her suitcase in the trunk while she slid into the passenger seat.

I closed all the doors got into my seat and said, "Right then, let's do this."

As we headed onto the relatively open road, I couldn't resist glancing at her legs. It was obvious that as she settled into her seat the hem of her dress rose a little, so I had a good view of her legs to her lower thighs. This wasn't going to be too bad of a journey I thought!

The drive was uneventful. Lots of driving, lots of chatting. The odd stop here and there to get drinks, and snacks, visit the restroom, and fill up with gas. As we started to make our approach to Savanna the clock read around 5:30. pm so we were able to make up some time along the way considering the pit stops. Finally, we approached the parking lot of the hotel, parked, and got out of the car. When I got out of the car, I stretched a little and flexed backward as I was stiff from the drive.

Sophie was quick to see this and said, "Looks like you need a nice hot shower and massage. We are only halfway there!"

"I'll be good with a little rest and a nice meal. But the idea of a hot shower does seem like a good one. Not sure your daughter would approve of the massage!"

We entered the hotel, checked in, and made our way up to room number 104. I slid the key into the door and opened it to allow Sophie to enter ahead of me.

"Wow, this room is amazing," she said, and then proceeded to fall back onto one of the beds.

In the process of doing so, I couldn't help but catch a glimpse of her underwear. It seemed to be a light blue lace thong. Wow, that got my cock interested and it began to harden in my pants a little.

"What's the plan now," I said.

"I don't know let's take the load off for a bit, shower, and eat around 7?"

"Sounds good to me."

The next couple of hours were easygoing. I put the TV on and relaxed for a bit -- Sophie opened the slider and sat on the balcony. Both minding our own business and unwinding from the long journey. Sophie was the first one to start to get ready for dinner. She headed into the bathroom and turned the shower on to warm up. The next thing I heard was the shower door opening and closing, and to my amazement, the bathroom door remained ajar. If I wanted, I could have moved to catch a glimpse of her, but as the gentleman, I didn't. Even though I truly wanted to see her - I am a red-blooded male after all. A few moments later she appeared wearing just a towel wrapped around her breasts and covering her butt...barely!

"I left the water running -- so it doesn't get cold -- you should jump in while I get fixed up and put my makeup on." She said.

This statement made me almost uncomfortable. She would be in the same room and would easily be able to see me naked in the shower. How could I explain this to my wife? I took a deep breath and tried to stop overthinking things. As I entered the bathroom, Sophie was at the vanity, still in her towel busying herself with her makeup. She didn't move an inch, so I quickly undressed and opened the door to the shower. I was careful to face towards the showerhead as I didn't want to put a show on in front of her and expose my cock.

As a lathered my hair with shampoo, out of the corner of my eye, I could see that she was beginning to peak a little. I knew she was staring at my ass. This got the blood flowing to all the wrong places and as I rinsed the shampoo out, I turned to grab the body wash, and our eyes met. Shock set in, and there was not much I could do apart from shrug my shoulders and begin to soap my body. Paying special attention to my chest, my body, my cock, and my balls. Her eyes were transfixed on my body. I turned back around and allowed the water to wash over me, and she got back to her makeup. Nothing was said as I jumped out of the shower. I headed out of the bathroom and got dressed for our meal.

About 10-15 mins later Sophie came out of the bathroom wearing a dark red bra and thong. She grabbed another summer dress from her suitcase and slid it over her head. I could almost feel it glide down her body, over her breasts, and rest into place. She looked stunning!

"How do I look?" asked Sophie.

"Stunning.... simply stunning!" I replied.

"I made a reservation at the hotel restaurant so we don't have to drive, and we can relax over a nice bottle of wine. Are you ready to go?" I said.

"Sure am," replied Sophie.

With that, we exited the room and headed to the restaurant. We were seated in a booth around the edge of the restaurant and chatted away as we worked our way through our meals. We had already gone through one bottle of expensive red Cab, and proceeded to order a second bottle. We were having so much fun, and I wondered where this night would lead. As we got to dessert, we both begrudgingly stated that we were too full to order separate desserts, but based on what we had seen others eat, we decided that we should have something, and we could share it. We ordered a 3 layered chocolate cake which came with some whipped cream on the side and an assortment of berries. Now, considering we were a bottle and a half in, the dessert seemed to take on a different feel.

One dessert is to be shared, with just one dessert fork. Sophie took the first bite of the cake and a little cream. As she ate it, a little cream remained on her lower lip. I couldn't resist it; I leaned closer to her and gently brushed my finger against her lip to remove the cream. At the same time, she opened her mouth and began to gently suck the cream off my finger.

"Oh, I missed a bit," she said.

I smiled and said, "Yes you did, but there is plenty more!"

At this point the atmosphere changed -- it was suddenly very erotic. Instead of shying away from this, she picked up a strawberry, dipped it in the cream, and offered it to me -- I took a bite.

"Doesn't that forbidden fruit taste great?" she said.

I didn't respond but simply watched in amazement as she drew her fingers closer to her lips and sucked the cream off. She then ate the remainder of the strawberry. Things were beginning to get interesting. We got the check and headed back to the room.

As we walked back to the room, we looked like young lovers, as we walked hand in hand and at times, she would bump into me as she was a little unsteady on her feet.

"I can't wait to take these shoes off," she said.

As we entered the room, she kicked her legs and her shoes flew across the room -- we both giggled a little and she suddenly turned around and fell into my arms, we kissed for the first time...not like we should have. Our lips met and our mouths opened to allow our tongues to explore each other. She was a fantastic kisser and as we kissed, I couldn't help but move my hands to the base of her back. Slowly I moved them lower over her butt, and then under her dress. I could feel the cold skin of her bare ass and pulled her closer to my growing erection. We both knew this was heading in a direction that was supposed to be off-limits, but we didn't care.

As we kissed, hunger was evident in both of us. I grabbed her butt and picked her up as she wrapped her arms around my neck. We kissed hard and I sat her on the bed. I kneeled on the floor and slid my hands up her dress and was able to hook my fingers over her thong and gently pulled them down over her thighs and down over her long slender legs. When they were off, she laid down on the bed and I raised her legs and opened them, giving me full access to her pussy. I began to kiss her inner thighs and then my tongue placed long strokes against her labia, and I found her clit. I was surprised that her pussy was freshly shaved and began to kiss lick and flick my tongue against her clit which was getting harder - she tasted wonderful.

As I brought her closer to an orgasm, I inserted a finger and was able to reach her g spot -- my finger deep inside of her motioned her to come to me, and I could sense she was close -- she was getting wetter and wetter, and her breathing was becoming erratic. Her hands were placed on the back of my head pulling me into her with force, and I couldn't escape -- I doubled down on my efforts, licking harder and faster and sliding a second finger deep inside of her, when she bucked her hips towards me, almost suffocating me, when she came long and hard. I continued to lap at her pussy and clit as she crested the wave and began to come down.

I raised my head and pulled her up. We stood face to face and kissed again, we could both taste her juices, it was exhilarating. I reached for the straps of her dress and slid them over her shoulders. Her red lace bra was the last piece of clothing to come off, and as I unclasped her bra, she was naked in front of me. She looked so sexy and full of lust -- we continued to kiss, and I touched her breasts as she unbuttoned my shirt. That fell to the floor, and she began to fumble at my belt. I helped her out until my belt was unbuckled, she lowered herself and slid my jeans down along with my underwear -- she was face to face with my cock, and it was hard. Harder than it's been in a long time.

As I was still stepping out of my clothes, she began to gently kiss the head of my cock and then proceeded to slide her lips over my manhood. Inch by inch she enveloped me. With each long, deep stroke she made, she sucked, and I knew this wouldn't take long - she was an expert at sucking cock, and I didn't know how much more I could take of this. She continued to build her speed, and at one point she had all 7"s of my cock inside her mouth -- it felt like heaven. I was close to Cumming, and I told her.

She never let up for a second, and within three more head bobs, I began to shoot rope after rope of cum deep into her mouth. She continued to suck me and slowly released me from the vacuum-like grip. She looked at me and showed me the cum that had pooled on her tongue. A little was running across her lower lips, and instead of cleaning it up with my finger, I licked at it. I was tasting my cum. She kissed me, and our tongues danced. Eventually, we broke the kiss, and she made a show of swallowing every drop. Watching her do that and kissing my wife's mother was just so erotic. I looked down and my cock was still hard, and I could tell she was hungry for more.

She leaned in and whispered in my ear, "Now I want you to fuck me with your big cock! I've waited long enough, and I know you're going to be a great fuck."

She climbed onto the bed, laid down, and opened her legs. As I moved my body and cock into position I said, "This is just between us .... she can never know about this."

"Our little secret, I promise." She said.

I was just about to slide my cock into her pussy when she whispered...

"Wrong hole."

Oh my god, she wanted me to fuck her ass....

"Are you serious?" I said.

"Yes, fuck my ass, I need you now!"

I lowered my cock to her little puckered ass hole and began to slide my cock into her. She was soaked and extremely slippery down there already, as her pussy was continually leaking juices -- I slid in with ease. This was not the first time for her -- for me, however, it was. She felt so tight as I slid in and out of her. I was beginning to build a good rhythm, and at the same time began to lick and nibble on her breasts. We were both getting hot, and I could tell we were both close. Her nails began to dig into my back and as perfect as it could be, we came; we were both riding the crest of an orgasm, at the same time my cum filled her asshole, and her juices came flooding out of her pussy, further coating my slick cock.

"That was the most magical night I've ever had," she said.

I pulled my cock out of her and heard a pop. We hugged, kissed again, and retired to the shower to get cleaned up before spending the night in each other's arms -- dreaming of a repeat performance. However, we both knew that tomorrow would consist of another long drive where she would finally be with her husband, and I could reflect on what happened, before spending more action-packed nights with her, as our long weekend had only just begun!