The Taste of My Mother-in-Law

page views:1 Publication date:2023-03-24

I. Kumiko – A Lonely Body Feels a Slight Itching

"Want me to help you wash your back?"

While Masashi was taking a shower, a voice suddenly came from the changing room outside, startling him.

"No! No need." Although he hurriedly refused, the bathroom door had already opened, and his mother-in-law, Kumiko, wearing a bathrobe,
peeked in. At that moment, Masashi was sitting on a small stool washing his body.

"Don't be so polite, I'm your mother! What's the big deal? It's just a once-in-a-lifetime shower. When Mari isn't home
, I'll wash your back!"

He hadn't expected it, but Kumiko rolled up the sleeves of her bathrobe, revealing her snow-white arms, and
took the soap and towel from Masashi's hands.

"Ah, thank you!"

"It's nothing. Don't thank me, you're my son!"

Uekusa Masashi had been married for less than half a year. He married Mari, an only child, and now lived in Mari's parents' house.
It wasn't officially a marriage of convenience, but in reality, it was practically the same.

Both Masashi and Mari had jobs, so all the housework was done by his mother-in-law, Kumiko. My mother-in-law became a widow at thirty-nine and
raised Mari single-handedly. She was able to do this because her husband had left her some
real estate . My mother-in-law is only forty-eight, but she has no children, and her family's wealth and influence are limited, which can only slightly alleviate her loneliness.

My wife Mari is going on a two-day, one-night trip with her company today.

"It's good to be young, and you exercise regularly, your back is quite muscular," Kumiko said,
scrubbing her back with soap and a towel… "Okay, you can wash the front yourself." She
seemed , then added, "Mari is going to enjoy the hot springs, let's have a drink at home." She then left the bathroom.

Although not young anymore, my mother-in-law is very cheerful, and with fair skin, she is a beautiful woman of medium build with an air of elegance
, still retaining some of the air of a wealthy young lady. His wife, Mari, would occasionally mutter to herself in front of the mirror,
"I guess I look like Dad."

"Why?"

"Because I don't have Mom's good skin, nor her beauty." Mari's
tone held a hint of displeasure.

"Oh, really?" It was amusing that mother and daughter could be jealous of each other over such strange things. Mari
had her own charm; she was beautiful, just a different type from her mother.

"Let's leave the kitchen, which spoils the view, and sit here for a drink. The moon is beautiful too..." The table was moved to
the living room, where the peonies could be seen; beer and food were already laid out. "Now, Mari will probably enjoy a good
drink with everyone. Come, sit down." Masashi, wearing a yukata, was seated at the head of the table. Kumiko adjusted her yukata
and sat opposite him, pouring him beer.

"Mom, drink with us too." Masashi poured a drink for his mother-in-law as well.

Their eyes met as they toasted, and a blush rose on Kumiko's face.

"I feel a little embarrassed. Let's turn off the light. The moon is beautiful."

Kumiko went to turn off the light. Masashi watched his mother-in-law's retreating figure. A loose bathrobe clung to her slightly plump body,
her curves alluring, her fair legs dazzlingly bright. Masashi began to see his mother-in-law as a woman.

"I'm asking you, Mari is a willful only child, do you get along well?"

"Yes!"

"No matter what, don't be polite to her. I'm more on your side than Mari is. I originally hoped for
a boy. Now that I have a boy, I'm very happy. I've long wanted to
drink ."

"Mom, I'll always be there for you."

"Really? I'm so happy. This is the first time I've heard someone say such considerate things to me." Whether it was true
or not , his mother-in-law's eyes seemed a little moist.

"But Mom, you're so young and beautiful, I've always found it strange that you didn't remarry?"

"A widow with children can't easily remarry. Besides, she has real estate and relatives, so it's not something
she can . And life is very stressful."

"It must have been very hard in the past, right?"

"Of course. My husband was the second son, and he didn't have much property. He could only get a little
real estate , which was enough to barely make ends meet by running a small shop."

Kumiko runs a tailoring school and a clothing store.

"We will take care of you."

"Masashi, you're so considerate. I feel especially happy tonight. I really want to get drunk, I really want to...act cute. With Mari
around, I can't even act cute with you. Can I act cute tonight?" Her voice was very soft, with a pause
in the middle , as if there was still a little girl's shyness, but the resentful tone made
Masashi feel a little resonance.

"Okay!"

"I'm so glad! Don't sit so far away, let me sit over and pour you some wine."

Kumiko went to the kitchen to get beer and food, and when she came back, she sat next to Masashi, almost touching his legs.

"Cheers."

The way Kumiko looked at Masashi was now that of a woman.

Masashi picked up his glass, and his gaze met that of his mother-in-law again. Moonlight streamed in through the window, and his mother-in-law, sitting in the dim shadows
, held up her glass, her snow-white arms exposed. The dim light only accentuated the whiteness of her skin. Kumiko
truly possessed a beauty that made Mari jealous, and in the darkness, she seemed even more youthful and charming. Kumiko's beauty
could make one forget her age...

"What's wrong...?"

"Nothing!" Masashi hurriedly picked up his glass and drank, trying to hide his unease.

Through the thin yukata, he could feel the warmth of his mother-in-law's thighs, and the fullness of them stirred
a strange .

"People are strange. I got married through an arranged marriage, but I had a relationship when I was younger, and that person looked a lot like
you. Do mothers and daughters like men who look alike?"

"This!?" Masashi couldn't answer.

"So tonight feels like drinking with a former lover, but you can't tell Mari about this
."

His mother-in-law's soft voice teased Masashi, stirring a itch in his heart. As a son-in-law, on one hand, he wanted to...
He shared a little secret with his mother-in-law and felt a sense of closeness to women like her. But this feeling was mixed with
an indescribable sense of guilt. He wondered if Kumiko felt the same way.

"What kind of food do you like? Mari isn't very good at cooking, so if there's anything you like, I'll make it. Actually,
I'm quite feminine and enjoy doing housework." Her voice became even softer, and Masashi lowered his head to pour wine, but he seemed
to see the deep affection emanating from her charming face...

Indeed, Mari didn't really like this kind of work. She said she was like a father, which probably included this aspect
!

"I'm very grateful... for the care you usually give me."

"Don't say that."

He had long noticed that when a man enters a family where only women are present, it's his mother-in-law who
values ! Hearing his mother-in-law say he was like a first love, and with the influence of the wine, Masashi began to think of replacing that person for his mother-in-law. This
could also be considered a man's emotion.

"Look how beautiful the moon is," Kumiko whispered, leaning on Masashi's shoulder. Her breath was sweet and fragrant, and Masashi
felt a strange stirring within him. "Let's go to the balcony and look at it," Kumiko said, taking Masashi's hand. He had
no choice but to stand up.

The two stood on the balcony, admiring the moonlight. Kumiko's fan continuously sent a cool breeze towards Masashi, the scent of
her perfume wafting on the air.

URL 1:https://www.sex3p.com/htmlBlog/197317.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=197317&aspx=1

Last access time:

Previous Page : [The Story of New Year's Greetings] (Yanru's Story)

Next Page : cross-dressing on campus

增加

comment Open a new window to view comments

Contact Information

The Taste of My Mother-in-Law

comment Open a new window to view comments