Mother-in-law (Me and my mother-in-law) [Full Text]

My Mother-in-Law (Me and My Mother-in-Law)

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Word Count: 19752 words Attachment: Your user group cannot download or view attachments. I arrived at the swimming pool wearing beach shorts and shirtless. There were no outsiders at home.
My mother-in-law was sunbathing on a lounge chair, wearing a two-piece swimsuit. From my current angle, her snow-white
back, her bulging buttocks tightly encased in black swim trunks, and her long, slender legs were all perfectly presented
before me. I was amazed. If I were to judge this woman solely by her back view, I would never
guess that she was already a mother-in-law.

I quietly walked up to her, my gaze involuntarily sliding from her snow-white, bare back
to her pert buttocks. My mother-in-law's legs were naturally parted, and her full, plump buttocks bulged out from the sides of her black swim trunks,
the strong contrast between the black and white colors striking my eyes. The slit in the middle of the swim trunks
continued to the woman's upper thigh, and the mysterious black triangle indentation vaguely revealed two slightly bulging
mounds—that was my mother-in-law's private parts!

But I couldn't admire it any longer, as my mother-in-law had already noticed my arrival and looked up at me, saying, "Boqi
, why are you only coming down now? Where's Wenwen?"

My gaze drifted over the two high, firm mounds of flesh on my mother-in-law's chest, the two breasts, mostly exposed, were squeezed out
with a deep cleavage, white and dazzling. As I sat down next to my mother-in-law, I explained, "Oh,
Wenwen 's company suddenly called, saying there was an urgent case that needed her to come over immediately. You
know, whenever it comes to work, Wenwen is always on her toes, so as soon as she got
the call, she packed her bags and rushed over. And this time she might be gone for four or five days."

I was supposed to call her "Mom" like Wenwen, but somehow I ended up using the slightly awkward
term "Mother-in-law," and I couldn't seem to shake it. However, my mother-in-law didn't seem to care what I called her,
so I didn't bother correcting her. Wenwen, on the other hand, had mentioned it to me several times. But it's just a form of address, and since my mother-in-law
didn't mind , Wenwen eventually just let me call her that. The important thing is that I'm very respectful to my mother-in-law—from
the first time I met her, I've tried everything to please her, which is probably why she doesn't care what I call her.

Of course, Wenwen wouldn't know the real reason, but my attitude towards her mother certainly pleased her. Now, with my constant and deliberate flattery,
my mother-in-law favors me in almost everything, which has made Wenwen jealous and dissatisfied.

"Sigh, it's such a rare opportunity for the whole family to get together, and Wenwen has run off again," my mother-in-law said
regretfully .

I didn't know what was going on. Over the years, my mother-in-law has lived alone, and thinking of this, my heart warmed. "

Next time, I'll definitely let Wenwen come and keep you company," I casually promised my mother-in-law. "But now you still have me
with you, right? Mother-in-law, let me help you apply sunscreen."

I wanted to distract her, and also because her snow-white, smooth back was incredibly exciting to me,
and it would be a waste to waste such a good opportunity. This is where the preparation I'd done with my mother-in-law came in handy.
Relying on her close and positive impression of me, she only hesitated slightly before agreeing.

I picked up the sunscreen from the small table and sat down next to her. The close-up view made her
bare alluring. Thinking about what was about to happen, or might happen, my hands trembled slightly—not out of fear,
but out of excitement!

I deftly poured the sunscreen onto my mother-in-law's smooth shoulders and began to apply it. Because I often did this for Wenwen
, my technique was quite skilled. I knew which areas to apply it to, how much pressure to use, and how to apply it to make
her feel comfortable—all of this had been proven on Wenwen.

I slowly massaged my mother-in-law's smooth shoulders; the white, smooth skin, combined with the lubrication of the sunscreen,
felt amazing. "Hmm, Boqi, your technique is very good," my mother-in-law praised my skill, letting out
a comfortable sound. Indeed, Wenwen's sensitive spots were inherited from her mother.

I was secretly pleased, but my words were quick: "Mother-in-law, your skin is truly amazing, even better than
Wenwen 's. Last time at the Guoshang department store, when Wenwen was helping you pick out clothes, I ran into a friend outside who asked me, 'How come you
suddenly have a sister-in-law?' I explained, but he didn't believe me, insisting you were Wenwen's older sister."

"You're such a smooth talker. You're so shameless, always saying things to flatter people. I'm so old, I don't
look like Wenwen's older sister at all." My mother-in-law laughed and scolded me, though her words were meant to scold me, her tone was full of
joy .

No woman dislikes sweet words. I pretended to be anxious and quickly retorted:
"I'm not lying at all. If you don't believe me, when we go out now, people definitely won't say you're my sister, they'll say you
're my wife."

"You're getting more and more outrageous," my mother-in-law said, feigning anger.

"It was my fault, but what I said was true," I said, feigning a slightly aggrieved tone, secretly
pleased. I'd deliberately added the word "wife" to her name just to test and tease her. Judging from her
reaction , she hadn't really taken my words to heart; instead, she'd accepted my flattery.

But I wasn't exaggerating. My hands continued to stroke and press on her smooth back. She was incredibly
well-maintained —delicate features, smooth skin, and a voluptuous, curvaceous figure—
she looked like a woman in her late twenties, not someone in her forties.

"Alright, I believe you," she said. She paused, then asked hesitantly, "
Don't you really think I'm old?"

I exclaimed in feigned surprise, "Oh my god, you know what? Your skin is just like Wenwen's! No,
even smoother!"

"You're such a sweet talker," she chuckled. Lost in my compliments, she didn't notice
the last word, a word usually reserved for flirting between lovers.

"Mother-in-law, you've been alone for so many years, and now Wenwen is married. Have you ever thought about...?" I
asked tentatively.

My mother-in-law turned to look at me, then suddenly sighed, "You child... you've been alone for so many years,
I'm used to it. Besides..."

"What are you saying?"

"What else? Who would even want an old woman like me?"

My mother-in-law's tone held a hint of resentment. I didn't reply, but responded with my actions. My hands
slid directly from her shoulders to her back. Since my mother-in-law was only wearing a black, halter-neck top
without a bra, and her entire back was secured by a single black
knot, I untied it almost as soon as my hands touched it.

As the two straps slid to the sides, my mother-in-law's entire back was completely exposed
before my eyes, and my hands were still caressing it, the delicate, smooth touch washing over me.
My long-held desire had been partially fulfilled, and my throat felt dry.

"Eh, Boqi, what are you doing…" My mother-in-law only managed a surprised sound before her voice trailed
off . Because my hands had already begun to roam freely up and down her entire back.

"It'll be easier to apply it once it's untied. Hmm, with a figure as young as yours, any man would
rush at you like an Alaskan brown bear in heat," I sincerely praised.

My mother-in-law couldn't help but laugh and scold, "You're just being cheeky! An Alaskan brown bear? What do you take me for?" My mother-in-law didn't
stop my hands from continuing their blatant groping on her back, seemingly acquiescing.

My mother-in-law had an excellent figure, with a pair of 36D breasts (easily noticeable to those with a keen eye),
and due to long-term exercise and yoga, they hadn't sagged; instead, they were even firmer, like a young girl's. Now,
because the knot at her back had been untied, her black bra had fallen onto the recliner, no longer able to conceal her ample breasts
. Thus, the large mounds of snow-white flesh, compressed on either side of her chest due to her prone position, were exposed before my eyes.

All the blood in my body rushed to two places—the top of my head and my penis. I stared intently at those snow-white breasts,
trying to calm myself down, repeatedly telling myself not to be impatient.

I took a few deep breaths and focused my attention on [the website/link], trying to clear my mind.

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