[Erotic Private] My two-year-long, mature relationship with my mother-in-law has reached a deep level of ambiguity. Will it end in heaven or hell? (Part 3)

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(III) With conscious efforts and guidance from various parties, the family atmosphere, my relationship with my mother-in-law, and even the mother-daughter relationship between my mother-in-law and my wife are all very harmonious (in the first two parts, some forum members asked about my father-in-law in the comments. My father-in-law is from the same province as us but in a different city, and he is still working. My parents-in-law are like most long-term, ordinary couples, with deep affection, but their marital relationship is average).
The previous text mentioned two important places for the breakthrough in my relationship with my mother-in-law: the kitchen and the study. Let's talk about the kitchen first. I don't remember where I read it, but it is said that to see if a family is harmonious or not, you can look at the kitchen. In a harmonious family, the kitchen is full of life and warmth. The saying "a cold pot and a cold stove make one's heart feel cold" reflects the importance of the kitchen.
The housekeeper who works shifts doesn't cook breakfast or dinner, at most she prepares the ingredients before leaving home. My mother-in-law usually cooks dinner. Usually, after I get off work, I see this scene: my wife, who has already come home from work, is taking care of the child, and my mother-in-law is busy in the kitchen. At this time, I am hungry, and after greeting my wife and children, I also go to the kitchen to greet my mother-in-law and have a chat. I might ask, "Mom, what did you make that smells so good? I'm hungry." My mother-in-law would always answer with a loving smile. In the beginning, I would lean closer to her while asking, or look over her shoulder to see the stove and the food in the pot. A young, hungry man, a son-in-law who's more like a son than a mother, would surely earn her gentle treatment. Gradually, sometimes I would reach out and eat some of the cooked food while talking, and my other hand would naturally rest on her arm or shoulder. When doing this, I had to be natural so that others wouldn't feel awkward. Although my wife and children in the living room couldn't see the subtle movements in the kitchen, even if they did, they would accept this naturalness, all thanks to the foundation laid beforehand. It was also to get my mother-in-law used to this kind of physical contact. In these brief but close contacts, I could not only see her mature and graceful face up close, but also feel her body and softness in my hands, and smell her faint fragrance—actually just the scent of ordinary shampoo or conditioner, but it was my mother-in-law's scent, ten times stronger than an aphrodisiac. The kitchen is usually like this in the evenings because my wife is there; the kitchen in the mornings is my paradise. After weaning the baby, I slept with my mother-in-law. Deeply devoted to her child, my mother-in-law always gets up early to prepare breakfast for her daughter and son-in-law. My work is far from home; I need to leave at 7:30. My wife's workplace is very close, a 15-minute walk, and she starts work at 9. So, she usually goes to my mother's room to sleep a little longer with the baby while my mother-in-law is making breakfast around 6. I also get up at the same time my wife goes to my mother-in-law's room (doing something naughty isn't easy, brothers, you have to be diligent, sleeping in every day won't do), usually exercising for a while and then taking a shower. Since I developed a mischievous idea about my mother-in-law, I also use this excuse: "Helping Mom make breakfast." Sometimes on weekends, I'll make a different breakfast for the family separately. The kitchen's glass door is opaque frosted, which is incredibly convenient. So, although I was worried, I was basically sure I wouldn't be seen by anyone who suddenly approached. Besides, given my wife's laziness and love of sleep, she usually slept soundly in the mornings, mostly being woken up by the children.
With the groundwork laid and the gradual progression, the kitchen in the mornings became increasingly romantic. Usually, after my workout, before showering, I would go to the kitchen to greet my mother-in-law and see if breakfast was ready. Without a third person to bother me, I became bolder in front of my gentle mother-in-law, gradually progressing to putting my hands on her shoulders from behind and talking to her. The first couple of times, I could clearly feel her shoulders tense slightly and her facial expression become unnatural, but it was fleeting, immediately shifted by the conversation. Sometimes my mother-in-law would say a few words, such as, "Why are you always eating like a hungry wolf?" or "You're over thirty, don't be like a child, all sweaty, go take a shower so you don't catch a cold." The gentle scolding of a mature woman—my mother-in-law's charm is beyond words.
I remember a small milestone: I slid my arms down from her shoulders to her upper arms from behind (initially, I didn't immediately lift my arms to hug her), then leaned against her back and said to her head, "Mom, you look so virtuous cooking, such a good wife and mother! How come XX (my wife's nickname) is so lazy?" My mother-in-law would usually laugh and retort, "Don't be ungrateful. What's wrong with my daughter? How many young people these days are diligent?"
This was offline. Online, on WeChat (later QQ), I would chat with her during lunch breaks, when I wasn't busy at work in the afternoon, or when the children were sleeping, when my mother-in-law had a lot of free time. Even if not every day, it was three or four times a week. Women need companionship and care; only then can their hearts find a safe haven. As long as there is communication, I'm not afraid of not making progress. Respect, care, humor, praise, understanding, empathy, sensitivity—I understand her, give her support, and gradually pry open this dormant mature woman's heart. As a man, as a son-in-law, doing this unethical and exciting thing. The care and guidance in her daily life continued. Here's another small detail: my mother-in-law usually wears ordinary loungewear, pajamas, and slippers at home. Perhaps because older women are less confident about their skin, she likes to wear stockings that can conceal imperfections. This is one of the reasons I, as a stocking enthusiast, got into this hobby. Sometimes she wears short stockings at home, usually flesh-colored. At first, I noticed her short stockings were a bit thick and a dated style for older women. So, one time when my wife and I were shopping at the supermarket, I pretended to buy some daily necessities for my mother-in-law and casually grabbed a pack of sheer, ultra-thin, crystal-like flesh-colored stockings. The premise of this was that my wife and I had bought a lot of things, including household necessities for the whole family, pantyhose for my wife, bath towels, hand towels, dental floss for the children and my mother-in-law, laundry detergent, and disinfectant. So, I just grabbed a pack of short stockings so my wife wouldn't find it out of place.
Ultimately, my mother-in-law's feet, encased in ultra-thin, sheer flesh-colored stockings, always captivated my eyes, guiding me to continue. This post includes a selfie of my mother-in-law, showcasing the mature charm of her medium-length curly hair. Thank you again to everyone for your support and patience. I've been a bit busy with work lately, so I apologize for the delay. I will continue to update. My relationship with my mother-in-law has progressed to the point of physical intimacy, and I'm generally optimistic about the overall direction. I hope you will continue to support me. Please give me lots of hearts! I've revealed that our plan to "make love" is scheduled for a weekend in late September, as my wife will be taking an exam that weekend and won't be home, so we can try to ensure everything goes smoothly.

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