Tuesday , January 25 2022

New Father celebrates with prudish Mother-in-Law

I will never forget the look of satisfaction on Pamela’s face when we she came, gushing her warm wet juices over my lips and tongue. Unable to speak she panted for breath as her bare breasts heaved up and down. Her eyes were closed as she tried to regain control of her body and mind. She licked her lips, they were sensitive from the passionate kisses we had shared minutes before. Suddenly she bit her bottom lip hard and screwed up her face and opened her eyes to look at me. I was kneeling at the side of the bed with my face resting on Pamela’s left inner thigh, her right leg hung limply over my left shoulder. My lips nose and chin sticky and wet with her cum as looked up to meet her gaze.

“Oh my God!” she gasped “That should never have happened.

Just two hours ago our lives had been normal but now everything was different, and nothing could be the same again. Then I was a happily married man celebrating the birth of my first-born and she was happily sharing the joy with me. Now my with my face smeared with her love juices I let out a deep sigh of emotion and watched as breath disturbed the thick thatch of pubic hair that surrounded Pamela’s engorged sex. She let out a quivering sigh and tightened her right leg around neck digging her heal into the small of my back as the chill breath caused another wave of forbidden pleasure to ride through her.

“Please No more!” she demanded, “This has to stop. What about Julie and the baby? For God’s sake you’re my SON-IN-LAW!”

I pause for a second wondering how we came to be in this position. Was it only a couple of hours ago that we had been standing together at my wife’s bedside in the maternity wing celebrating? We had both been overjoyed as we left my wife and child in the hospital and returned to the apartment my wife and I rented. I stopped off at the local store and bought a bottle of champagne and a loaf of French bread; knowing we had a variety of cheeses in the refrigerater that would do as a make shift supper. We were both tired after a long couple of days. Julie my wife had gone in to labour nearly 3 days before and in that time I had only snatched a couple of hours sleep. Pamela had arrived from her home some 300 miles away late on the first day and both of us had shared in coaching Julie through an exhausting labour. Now the initial jubilation was over Julie had fallen into a deep sleep and the hospital staff had suggested that Pamela and I go and get a good nights sleep ourselves before returning in the morning. As I prepared to pay I noticed a new selection of DVD’s in the store and thought that as we were both so tired an evening watching a good film might be in order. Choosing a film to watch with your mother-in-law is a tricky thing to do, especicially when she is a bit of a straight laced tight assed church goer. My idea of a good evenings entertainment was to watch Michael Douglas and Sharon Stone going at it like rabbits. Watching other people enjoy sex had become my main release over the past six weeks as Julie grew bigger she began to feel unlovable. I tried to let her know that I fancied her as much if not more than ever however, this had no effect and sex had dried up almost completely. I had therefore drifted into watching raunchier and more explicit movies. So what to watch tonight? My eyes caught an interesting box cover Emaunuel in Space but it didn’t take the brains of an Arch Bishop to realise that might be a bit too much for the woman who refused to watch 4 Weddings and a funeral because it used the F-word more than five times in the first minute. So I grabbed a copy of Pride and Prejudice and headed home.

“Do you mind if I take a bath?” Pamela asked when we got into the apartment and I laid her case on our spare bed.

“Sure! Just help yourself! I’ll sort out something to eat and open this to wet the babies head.” I replied producing the bottle of champagne from the shopping bag.

“Oh I don’t usually” she prudishly responded, “But as it’s such a special occasion I’ll have a glass.”

With that she half closed her bedroom door and began her unpacking. I went into our small bathroom and turned on the taps to fill the tub adding a generous helping of bubble bath. Soon the foam was rising and the steam was filling the small room. The running water reminded me I needed to take a leak so I pushed the lock across the door and unzipped my fly. I was in full flow when the door burst open and in walked Pamela. The lock had never been good! She stopped dead in her tracks and stared for a few moments as I unsuccessfully tried to cover myself without pissing down myself or all over the floor.

“I ..I..The Door…oh my!” Pamela panted as she stepped out of the room. I finished my pee flushed the toilet washed up and left.

“I am so sorry I should have said the lock is a bit dodgy.” I apologised opening the Champagne with a pop. Pamela was obviously a little shaken by the sight of my cock which although flaccid as I was peeing measured a good 5 inches. She took the full glass of champagne and slugged it back. Then having taken a deep breath to get rid of the tingle of the bubbles whizzing up her nose she said, “I seem to have forgotten my robe and nightdress in the rush to pack. Does Julie have on that I could borrow?”

“Er I’m not sure?” I mumbled in return. Pamela and Julie were both around the same size, both a size 10 -12. In fact they often swapped clothes with each other before the pregnancy, but the problem was that Julies nightware was to say the least a little on the raunchy side. Of the 3 robes or rather negligees she owned two were sheer lace one black one red and the other was a rather short cream silk kimono. In fact we had had to especially buy a suitable for Julie to take into the hospital. “You better choose for yourself” I diplomatically suggested directing her to Julies closet. I returned to the bathroom and turned off the taps. By way of a little apology lit a couple of scented candles that Julie had placed in there for a “more relaxing experience”. I also filled up her glass again as I thought the first one could hardly have hit the sides.

As I left the bathroom I turned out the main light and called toward my bedroom that the bath was ready. I heard from the kitchen that the bathroom door was closed and prepared the cheese, bread, plates and a couple of knives on the coffee table in the lounge. We only had too chairs in the room. One was a nursing rocker and the other a small two seat sofa that was in front of the TV behind the coffee table. I set up the DVD and paused it to play at the start of the movie while Pamela took her bath. Some 20 minutes later she emerged wearing the night clothes she had chosen for herself. To my amazement she had chosen one of Julies 2 piece outfits. It comprised of a pair of cream silk shorts and a babydoll silk top. This was held together at the breast with 2 buttons and a bow ribbon.

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