My mother-in-law just got divorced and has moved in with us for the time being. I can’t stand being around her for more than five minutes at a time.
She had all her children very young. My wife is the eldest, and she had her at fourteen. So they’re mistaken for sisters all the time, which my mother loves. I have to admit she’s pretty sexy, but her attitude makes me want to slap her. She insists that the world must conform to her wishes. ALL her problems are caused by someone else, even though in 99% of cases it’s her own actions that cause her harm. I could go on for hours, but I’ll stop there for now.
My wife and her siblings were taken away from her when my wife was ten years old. They reconnected after my wife turned 18. In the twenty-one years since, I don’t think my wife has ever refused her mother anything.
A few weeks ago, my sexy wife sat me down and told me she had a request. She then told me that the last five years of her mother’s twelve-year marriage had been sexless. I knew immediately what she was going to ask. From time to time, we would watch each other have sex with someone else. We’ve done it seven or eight times in our nineteen years of marriage. So when she asked me to have sex with her mother, it wasn’t a complete shock. I immediately said no. I told her I couldn’t stand being in the same room with her, let alone have sex with her. If she needs someone to break her five-year streak of abstinence, I’m sure there are plenty of guys who would be more than willing to do it. She didn’t seem happy with my answer, but she said, “Okay, I understand.” With anyone else, that would have been the end of it. But not this time, apparently with her mother involved.
So my wife has brought up the subject almost every day for the past two weeks, and her mother has been running around the house in more “seductive” clothes. All this time, I’ve been getting more and more annoyed at being constantly asked to do something that literally disgusts me, and she’s annoyed at my constant refusal. I thought about doing it just to keep the peace, but at this point it’s a matter of principle, and I’m afraid it wouldn’t be just once. Things came to a head last night when she asked again. I told her for God’s sake to stop asking me. My answer isn’t going to change. I paused for a second and then said, “Okay, fine, you want me to fuck your mother, I’ll do it on one condition. She has to be gagged the whole time.” Wow, she looked pissed. She didn’t say a word. She just turned around and disappeared down the hall.
About 15 minutes later, my naughty wife came into the living room and said we were going shopping. I got really nervous at that point. Sure enough, they come back and my wife is wearing a gag. They don’t say a word and head straight for her mother’s bedroom. A little later, my wife comes out, takes my hand, and leads me into her mother’s bedroom.
Her mother is standing there, wearing a black corset, no panties, and, of course, a gag. My first thought was to stick it in and get it over with as quickly as possible, but I have to admit that she was really very sexy and that being mean wasn’t going to improve my wife’s mood. She looked like one of those sluts you see on free sex cams. So I did my best to satisfy her mother. It didn’t take long for me to forget whose pussy I was eating and really get into it. Her mother was a very enthusiastic lover. I liked it so much that I wanted to make sure it lasted as long as possible, so when I was about to cum, I would stop and give her a blowjob. Halfway through, she started having problems with the gag, so I let her take it off. In all, it lasted about an hour. I looked over to where my wife should have been, and she had left the room at some point. That’s not a good sign. Normally, I would have looked over from time to time. A) to watch her masturbate and B) to see if she wanted to watch anything in particular. I don’t think I glanced at her once during that whole time. At first, I didn’t look at her because I was angry with her, and later, I was just too involved.
I got dressed and found her sitting at the kitchen table with a glass in her hand. As soon as she saw me, she stood up and told me I was a fucking asshole and went into our bedroom with her glass. I ended up sleeping on the couch last night.
She still hasn’t said two words to me since last night. I called in sick to work today in hopes of staying home and working things out. Since she won’t talk to me, it’s not going very well. Her mother is acting like a different person this morning. It’s the first time since I’ve known her that she hasn’t tried to make the conversation about herself. In fact, we had a good talk about last night and why my wife is so upset. My wife doesn’t want to talk to her either.
I know I could have handled things better, but so could my wife.
I just needed to get my thoughts in order and let off some steam. This site seemed like the best place to do that.