In-Law Getaway

Hannah and I were lying in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep due to the blistering heat. The New York City summer was in full effect, and our AC unit was on the fritz again. The fan we had just wasn't cutting it, and we were both desperate for relief.

"I can't take this heat anymore," Hannah said, fanning herself with her hand. "We have to do something."

"I know, but what?" I replied, wiping the sweat from my forehead.

Hannah thought momentarily before saying, "Well, I know it's not ideal, but we could always go to my parent's house in Connecticut. They have a pool, and it's much cooler there."

I sighed, not really in the mood to spend time with my in-laws.

"I don't know, Hannah. It's a long drive, and I don't want to impose on your parents," I lied.

Hannah sat up in bed, looking at me with a mix of frustration and desperation. "Tim, I'm not asking you to impose on anyone. I just want us to be comfortable and get some sleep. Besides, they just put on the addition to the house, we'll have plenty of privacy. Please, just consider it."

I could see how uncomfortable she was, so I relented a little. "Okay, we'll talk about it more tomorrow."

But as we lay there, still unable to sleep, I had an idea. "You know what, we may feel more comfortable if we sleep naked tonight. It might help us cool off a little."

Hannah looked at me incredulously.

"Is that all you had in mind?" She grinned.

I blushed a little at her reaction. "You know the effect heat has on me?"

Hannah smiled at me mischievously before reaching for the hem of her shirt and pulling it over her head. Hannah's youthful breasts jiggled as she removed her remaining clothes. My wife now laid before me, naked as the day she was born, covered in a sheen of sweat.

I quickly followed her lead and ripped off my clothes. My hard cock stood at attention, staring Hannah in the face.

"Maybe this will help us both fall asleep," she laughed while putting her hair up into a pony and reaching for my aching cock.

Hannah's delicate hand wrapped around my engorged dick. Heat always made me horny, and the lack of AC had my cock straining against my pants all night. Hannah's soft hand felt wonderful on my throbbing cock, and I knew I wouldn't last long.

"That feels so good, baby," I whimpered.

Hannah said nothing. She simply lifted my cock and ran her tongue down along the underside of my dick. Hannah's wet, warm tongue caused my body to jerk and spasm. By the smile on Hannah's face, I could tell her tongue-lashing was having the desired effect.

I looked down at Hannah, my eyes pleading for relief. She swirled her tongue around my cock-head, before slowly taking my swollen dick between her lips. Hannah's throat opened up, taking me deeper into her mouth, inch by inch. Before I knew it, Hannah had taken the whole length of my cock down her throat. Hannah slowly pulled her mouth back, dragging her lips and tongue along my sensitive skin.

Hannah had always been a good cock sucker, but between the heat and her deep-throating, I was already ready to cum. Hannah gripped my now slick cock, pumping it with her hand while she sucked up and down my dick.

My eyes locked on Hannah's lust-filled blue eyes. Seeing the desire on her face was all I needed to finally explode. Shot after shot of cum coated my wife's throat as she swallowed it all. Hannah smiled at me, a glint in her eyes, licking the dripping cum off of her sweet lips before rolling over and cuddling into me.

"So, how do you feel about going to my parents' house now?" Hannah chuckled.

The both of us laughed at the absurdity of her comment.

I knew she was right. Besides, she just gave me the blowjob of my life. I owed her. "Alright, we'll go," I reluctantly agreed.

Hannah smiled, happy that I had finally relented. "Great! We'll leave in the morning."

And with that, we finally fell asleep, dreaming of a cooler and more comfortable future at her parents' house.

As we drove up to Hannah's parent's house, I couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. While I liked Hannah's parents, the idea of spending a week at their house was anxiety-producing. I had only met Hannah's folks a handful of times, and I wasn't sure what spending a week with them would be like.

But as we pulled up to the house, I was struck by its beauty. It was a large, old-fashioned farmhouse with a wrap-around porch and a big yard.

As we got out of the car, I couldn't help but notice how hot it still was, despite being in the country. Well, at least the house has AC, I thought to myself.

We knocked on the door, but there was no answer.

"They must be out back," Hannah stated while leading me to the backyard.

The backyard was huge, and there was a pool like Hannah had promised.

"Mom!" Hannah excitedly yelled.

As Lynne and Matt, Hannah's parents, walked towards us, I was taken aback by their semi-unclothed bodies. Lynne was wearing a tiny bikini top and booty shorts, while Matt was topless, wearing a pair of short shorts right out of the 70s.

Despite their age, their bodies were toned. It was clear that they took care of themselves.

I couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable, trying to avert my gaze from their near-nakedness. But Hannah seemed unfazed by it all, hugging her parents warmly and greeting them with a smile.

Matt gave me a firm handshake, and Lynne enveloped us both in a warm embrace.

"Welcome, welcome!" she exclaimed, beaming. "We're so happy to have you both here with us."

As Lynne led us to our room, I mentioned to Hannah how strange it felt to be around her parents while they were dressed like that.

"I don't know if I can get used to this," I said, my voice filled with unease.

Hannah gave me a reassuring pat on the back.

"Relax, Tim," she said, laughing. "My parents are very open-minded, and they've always been comfortable with their bodies. It's no big deal to them."

"I guess I'm just not used to it. My parents never walked around like that," I admitted. "But I'll try my best to be open-minded."

As we settled into our room, Hannah wasted no time pulling out her tiny red bikini.

"After that drive, I need a dip in the pool," she said, grinning mischievously as she stripped down.

I couldn't help but stare in shock as she put on the tiny scraps of fabric that barely constituted a bikini.

"Hannah, are you sure you want to wear that in front of your parents?" I asked, suddenly uncomfortable with my wife's nakedness.

She laughed, shaking her head. "Relax, Tim. Like I said, my family is very open-minded about showing off skin. This is nothing new to them."

I hesitated momentarily before changing into my swim trunks and following her to the pool.

Hannah and I spent the afternoon lounging in the pool's shallow end, chatting and laughing as we enjoyed the warm sunshine. Hannah looked beautiful in her tiny bikini, her wet blonde hair clinging to her body as she leaned against the wall.

Twenty minutes later, Lynne came out to join us, clad in a black string bikini that was even more revealing than Hannah's. I couldn't believe how comfortable she was showing off her body in front of me.

My parents were very conservative and rarely showed any skin. The few times I did see my Mom in a bathing suit, it was a very traditional one-piece. Hell, even my Dad wore a swim shirt while in the pool.

Lynne clearly had no problem showing skin, and why would she? She was gorgeous. Lynne looked stunning, and I couldn't help but stare at her.

Hannah noticed my stares and nudged me. "Hey, eyes up here," she joked. "My mom's got a great body, doesn't she?"

I blushed and looked away. "Uh, yeah, I guess so," I stammered.

I tried to focus on the conversation but found myself stealing glances at my mother-in-law's body. I felt guilty for objectifying her but couldn't help being attracted to her.

"It is pretty hot. I think I am going to go get myself a cold drink. Would you like something?" Lynne asked as she slinked out of the pool.

Lynne's hips shook back and forth as she sauntered to the house. Her tiny string bikini clung to her body, leaving little to the imagination. The water dripped down her body, making her skin glisten in the sun. I tried to look away, but my eyes were drawn to her like a magnet.

I watched as she walked towards the house to get us some drinks. The water trickled down her breasts as she moved, making my heart race. I felt guilty for staring, but I couldn't help it. She was just so sexy.

Hannah noticed me staring again and gave me a playful shove. "Stop checking out my Mom, you perv," she teased, an impish grin on her face.

I laughed nervously. "I can't help it; Your Mom is... hot," I admitted.

Hannah grinned. "I know, right? I hope I look like that when I'm her age."

I nodded, still feeling a bit awkward. "Yeah, me too."

I couldn't shake the feeling that I crossed a line by admiring my mother-in-law's body, but I didn't know how to stop myself.

I tried to focus on my conversation with Hannah, but my mind kept wandering back to her mother. When Lynne returned with our drinks, I consciously tried to avoid looking at her. I didn't want to make things awkward between us.

But as the three of us continued to lounge by the pool, my eyes drifted back to Lynne. The way the sun glistened on her wet skin, and her bikini hugged her curves... I couldn't help myself.

I knew I needed to stop staring, but I couldn't shake the feeling that she liked me looking at her. Maybe it was just my imagination, but I couldn't help but wonder...

As the sun set, we reluctantly climbed out of the pool. I made sure Hannah and Lynne walked in front of me, worried they would notice my hard-on.

"Dinner will be ready in a half-hour," Matt announced as we entered the house.

Matt was an excellent cook. He served us a delicious meal of lamb and roasted vegetables. My in-laws had a robust wine collection, and they kept the drinks flowing as the four of us ate.

"We are so glad you came," Matt said, "We don't get to see the two of you nearly enough."

"Thank you for having us. The two of you are a lifesaver. Our apartment was a sauna," I replied.

"Whatever the reason, I am just glad to have Hannah back home," Matt rejoiced, pulling his daughter into his body.

Hannah melted into her father's arms. There was a glint in her eye that caught me by surprise.

As we finished dinner, we moved to the living room and opened another bottle of wine. The wine flowed, leaving us all feeling much looser as the night went on.

The more we drank, the more I noticed that Hannah and her Dad were getting more flirty and affectionate with each other. They were laughing and joking, and Hannah rested her hand on her father's thigh at one point. It was surprising to see them being so physically affectionate, but I just chalked it up to them being drunk.

They weren't the only ones being physically affectionate. Lynne couldn't seem to keep her hands off of me. Throughout the night, Lynne's touches became more frequent and lingering. She would lean into me when we talked, letting her arm brush against mine or placing a hand on my thigh as she laughed at a joke.

Lynne shifted closer to me as we sat on the couch, pressing her leg against mine. It wasn't overtly sexual, but I could feel myself getting turned on by my mother-in-law's touch.

At one point, Lynne leaned over and whispered in my ear, "You know, Tim, you and I should go shopping together tomorrow. I'd love to get to know you better."

I was hesitant at first. Lynne was super flirty, and I wasn't sure if I was ready for that kind of attention from my wife's mother. But before I could respond, Hannah spoke up.

"Oh, that sounds like so much fun!" she said, nudging me. "You should definitely go, Tim."

I looked over at Lynne, who was smiling at me expectantly. "Okay," I said, finally giving in. "Sounds like a plan."

Hannah and her parents continued to chat while I sat there quietly, taking in the scene around me.

"Tim, you're awfully quiet over there," Lynne said, turning to me with a playful smile. "Is everything alright?"

I cleared my throat. "Yeah, everything's fine. Just enjoying the wine."

Hannah giggled. "He's just not used to all the attention," she said, slapping my leg.

Matt chuckled. "Don't worry, Tim. You'll get used to it. We're a pretty affectionate bunch."

"I can see that," I said, glancing over at Hannah and her Dad, who were now holding hands.

As the night wound down, Lynne pulled me aside. "I'm thrilled you're coming with me tomorrow, Tim," she said, her hand on my arm. "I think we're going to have a great time."

I smiled, uncertain how to respond. "Yeah, me too. See you tomorrow." I said as I left to go to bed.

I woke up the following morning more refreshed than I had in weeks. A good night's sleep did wonders for my mood, and I was excited to attack the day. Hannah was already up, so I quickly showered and got dressed.

I found Hannah sitting in the kitchen, chatting with her father. She looked stunning. Her blonde hair shone in the morning light, and she had a twinkle in her eyes.

"Morning, babe," I said while grabbing coffee.

Hannah pulled me close and gave me a kiss. I felt her father's eyes on us as we kissed and quickly pulled away.

I sipped my coffee, excited for what the day had in store. "So, what are the plans for the day?" I asked.

"You weren't planning on backing out on me, were you?" I heard Lynne ask as she strolled into the room.

I did a double-take. My fifty-seven-year-old mother-in-law was wearing a tiny floral summer dress that barely covered her ass and showed ample cleavage. While her breasts didn't sit as high as her twenty-six-year-old daughter, they looked terrific on her slim, toned body.

Lynne twirled around, showing off her outfit to us. Her dress flew up, exposing her lacy thong as she spun. I couldn't believe my eyes as I took in Lynne's stellar form.

"I thought I would dress up for our little date," Lynne teased.

I blushed at the idea of going on a "date" with Hannah's Mom. Despite my apprehension, I looked forward to spending the day with my mother-in-law.

"You shouldn't keep my Mom waiting. She did get all dolled up for you, after all," Hannah teased.

"What are you going to do while I'm out?" I wondered.

Matt put his arm around his daughter, pulling her close to him. Hannah's eyes lit up at her father's touch.

"We are going to go hiking. There is a great path out back," Matt nonchalantly said.

Yet, I couldn't help but notice a glimmer in his eyes as he spoke.

Hannah hugged her father tightly, her youthful breasts pressing into his chest, "I can't wait to spend time with you, Daddy."

Daddy? Something about the way she said it caught my ear. I had never heard Hannah call her father that, and I couldn't help but notice the sexual tone in which she said it.

I decided I needed to take my mind out of the gutter and joined Lynne in the car.

"I am glad you are coming with me," Lynne told me as she placed her hand on mine.

Her delicate fingers felt great in mine. I didn't come from a physically affectionate family, but I was starting to enjoy the little touches Hannah's family was giving me.

As Lynne and I drove to the store, we talked about all sorts of things, from the weather to our favorite TV shows. Lynne told me stories about Hannah as a little girl, and I listened intently, enjoying getting to know my mother-in-law better.

Lynne pulled into the parking lot of a story called "Secrets. It isn't the name of a store you would expect your in-laws to take you to, but I decided to go along with it.

"This is my favorite store," Lynne giddily announced.

Lynne led me through the store, and I followed closely behind her. She was wearing a low-cut summer dress that barely covered her bum, and I couldn't help but check out her tight ass. I tried to be discreet, but Lynne noticed my gaze and grinned wildly.

"I'm going to try on some clothes," she said, looking at me with a twinkle in her eye. "And I want you to tell me what you think."

I had been stealing glances at her all day, trying to hide my stares, but now she was asking me to check her out. I eagerly agreed, excited about the prospect of taking in Lynne's body without guilt.

I felt a surge of excitement as Lynne disappeared into the changing room. I waited outside, trying to keep myself occupied, but I couldn't stop thinking about what Lynne was doing in there.

After what felt like an eternity, Lynne emerged from the fitting room. My heart skipped a beat as I scanned her up and down. She looked stunning in a tight-fitting black dress that hugged every curve of her body. The low-cut neckline showed off her sizeable tits, and the hemline barely covered her toned thighs.

"You look incredible," I gasped, unable to take my eyes off her.

Lynne grinned, twirling around to give me a better view of the dress. "Do you think it's too much?" she asked, biting her lower lip provocatively.

I shook my head, feeling my body heat up with desire. "No, not at all. It's perfect on you."

She smiled seductively and walked over to me, placing a hand on my chest. "You're such a charmer," she said, her voice low and husky. "I can see why Hannah fell for you."

As Lynne returned to the changing room, I couldn't help but wonder what outfit she would come out in next. Feelings of guilt began to seep in as I became increasingly aroused by my mother-in-law. My guilt melted away moments later when Lynne emerged wearing a skin-tight red mini-dress that showed off her tight ass. The plunging neckline left little to the imagination, allowing me a clear view of her incredible cleavage.

"What do you think?" she asked.

"It's...wow," I stammered, feeling my heart rate pick up.

Lynne giggled, and as she walked back into the changing room, she said, "I have more to show you."

It was clear at this point that Lynne was teasing me on purpose. I didn't know what to make of it. My mind raced as I thought of all the ramifications of Lynne, my wife's mother, openly flirting and seducing me. I felt like I was betraying my wife, yet I couldn't deny that I was enjoying the flirtation.

When Lynne emerged again, she wore a white, lacy top that showed off her rock-hard stomach and a pair of denim shorts that hugged her ass. She turned around and bent over to pick up a shoe, giving me a full view of her toned derriere.

"What do you think?" she asked, standing before me.

I stared at her body, my mind racing with desire. "You...you look incredible," I said, my voice hoarse.

Lynne smiled as she moved closer to me. I could feel her body heat against mine. "I thought you might like this one," she said, running a hand through her hair.

For the rest of the day, Lynne continued to model outfits for me, each more revealing than the last. And all the while, she flirted with me shamelessly, touching my arm, running her fingers through her hair, and brushing her body against mine. By the end of the day, I was practically vibrating with lust, and I couldn't wait to get back to the house to fuck Hannah.

After we finished shopping, Lynne suggested we grab a bite to eat at a nearby cafe. Over salads and sandwiches, we continued to chat and laugh together.

As we left the restaurant, Lynne put her hand on my arm and said, "I'm so glad we got to spend some time together today. I feel like I've gotten to know you so much better."

I smiled and thanked her for a lovely afternoon, but I couldn't help but feel a little remorseful about how much I enjoyed it. I reminded myself that Lynne is my mother-in-law and that I need to be careful not to overstep any boundaries.

Hannah and Matt were outback by the pool when we arrived home. I was taken aback by the sight of my father-in-law massaging oil into Hannah's legs. I knew my mind must have been playing tricks on me, but it looked like Matt had his hand on his daughter's bikini-clad pussy. I quickly dismissed the thought as absurd and assumed I must have been mistaken.