Choose Your Own Adventure (seriously)

Choose Your Own Adventure

(Or at least vote for it)

Instructions:

I’ve been thinking about how to do this for a very long time, and this is the best I can come up with (for now!).

I will start a story (below) and what ever comment gets the most upvotes, I will continue the story along that path, ie: choose your own adventure.

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My mother in law moved in with us (my wife and I of 14 years) about a year ago, after some renovations to give her her own space in our rather large house.

For the most part, it has been a pretty good deal…it’s nice having someone at my house while I am away, and the rent money helps a bit.

It has however, started something weird…I think. Maybe. Or I just imagined something that wasn’t there.

Anyway, she (my mother in law) came over to our side of the house (joined by our kitchen) on the day she normally pays rent, without a check in her hand.

“Welcome home” she said as she normally does when I get home from the gym after work.

“Hi. Do you have dinner plans yet” I asked….she typically has dinner ready by now. Nothing formal or expected, but pretty regular.

“No, but I also don’t have a rent check for you. I’m sorry, but my ss check is off, and I just can’t afford this month. I hope that isn’t a terrible problem…”, she said.

It didn’t make too much sense really, but I didn’t put to much thought into it.

“I can do something else to make it up, if I need to?”…she asked.

I work about 10 hours a day, and spend about an hour at the gym afterwards, so what ever she was talking about (that wasn’t about dinner) kinda’ went right past me.

“Don’t worry about, really. We can sort it out later”, as I shuffle around the kitchen looking for food.

“When will your wife be home?” She continues her strange line of questioning, knowing full well she wont be home until after 11 (typical Thursday).

Annoyingly, my phone beeps a text message but it’s in the bottom of my bag.

Digging through my bag, I continue answering mom-in-laws questions, still not guessing her reasoning and hoping she finds us dinner soon.

The text is from my sister-in-law, her other daughter. The youngest of the 3. Something about meeting her for dinner.

The weird mojo in the room tells me I shouldn’t say anything, so I just turn and focus on what ever my wifes mother is talking about.

She’s a lovely women, retired many years but still a looker. Short, but graceful and always looks nice even though she rarely has anywhere where to go.

Tonight she looks exceptionally nice. We look at each other for probably the first time since I got home.

“Really, don’t worry about the rent check. It’s fine. We can work something out, I’m sure. Like dinner maybe?”

She crosses the kitchen to meet me, grabs my arm and looks up at me. “I’m sure we can. Anything you’d like. And I can get you some dinner, too, if that’s what you need?”

I’m really taken back by this. Is she….is she coming on to me ? Is that a thing? I mean, all of a sudden she’s into me? Where is this coming from?

All these thoughts race through my head as she drags her hand down my arm to my hand, where is lingers longer than usual. She pauses, the lets go and walks back into her side of the house, slowly. And in heels I notice for the first time.

My phone beeps again: “So, can we meet?”

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Options:

1) follow mother in law into her house

2) Text sister in law back

3) grab the usual pb&j and go do the usual and jerk off

4) (this time I’ll offer an) Other

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/argxxp/choose_your_own_adventure_seriously