She starts to walk over to say good bye to her daughter, my soon to be wife, she catches me looking like I’m about to go for a walk, and shoots me a look, unsure. She hugs her daughter and kisses her on the lips for a little longer than normal. She tells her daughter that she loves her so much and is so happy for her. My wife tells her that I’m going to walk her home. She says “I knew it. I’m okay to walk alone. But… I’d never refuse the company of such a fine young man.”
She stands up and looks at me. I sense a deeper feeling coming from her as she says “alright handsome, if you’re going to take me home better come grab me up.” As she steps closer to me, I step towards her and take her first by the hand then we settle in to be holding her shoulder as she rests her head on me and we walk off. Just as we set off. We both giggle and look back as we step away and Daysha is the only one still watching us and she is smiling wide. I notice just before I turn my head back to watch for the rocks at the edge of the beach that her hand looks to be cupping her breast and is she pinching her nipple. (She wasn’t wearing bra since she stripped down to jump in the ocean naked at sunset with her girlfriends. Which resulted with a couple of them making out and some nipple licking before some promises for more later was made because others were approaching and they promised to get the fire started tonight.)
I turn back and help my soon-to-be mother-in-law navigate the rocks that lead up to honeymoon cabin driveway. That’s where the hiking trail that leads up the hill just behind the honeymoon cabin into the woods towards a-frame (and then eventually the twins.)
Walking through the rock I can feel my MIL leaning on me and trusting me to hold her and adjust to her leaning on me. It’s also clear that she isn’t walking straight or stably. All is going smooth until we are just steps away from the road she slips and pulls us both down. Fortunately I’m able to keep her from falling hard and I only stumble down to my knees. We both miss most of the rocks. She lays on her back with me towering over her. I’m still holding her hand. And her other hand now grabs my thigh. She is laughing and so am I. I see that she embarrassed and is also covered in sand now. She complains of a pain just above her knee and I can see the tear in her leggings. She final settles and looks up at me and says she is sorry and I just smile and say “it’s okay, i’m happy to be here. Covered with sand with you. I’m just glad you’re okay… and hey! I’d never turn down the company of such a beautiful woman.” She smiles back and bites her lip. She then starts to get up and I help her to her feet. Once standing I ask how her knee is. She says it’s okay. I suggest making a quick stop at the honeymoon cabin to clean up before trekking further up the hill. She smiles with her hand on my chest. My hands now on her hips. She says “yes. thank you. You’re a good man.” And then she leans her head forward and rests in on my chest for a moment. One of my hands instinctually moves to run the back of her head and neck. She looks up and we lock eyes for a long moment. The wrinkles around her eyes and lips seems to only acensúate her face and smile. Except that isn’t exactly a smile. Was it something else.. a grin or smirk. Something more… mischievous?
I gesture toward the house and without a word we both set to walking our last bit up to the driveway and then down the drive a bit until we get it the house. A small cabin with a deck on three sides and parking in the rear. We get to the deck and walk up on it toward the front door on a way of window looking out at the coastline. The door is directly across the deck from the hot tub. Sasha sits on a bench next to the hot tub as I fumble around for my keys. Once I find them she says “you know we are both covered in sand.” I unlock the door and turn around and I say “come here I’ll dust you off.” I walk over and reach my hand out to here to help her up. She takes it and replies “you first!” She starts to slowly and carefully wipe the sand and dirt from my clothing. Starting on my chest and shoulder. She gestures for me to turn and I oblige as she sweeps her hands across my back and butt. She lets out a quick giggle as she pinched my butt and I twitch in shock before turning around and smile. She gives me this coy smirk back and then drops to her knees and starts to slowly, much slower than before, and much slower than reasonable, wipe her hands across my crotch and down my legs and then she lingers on my crotch long emoigjnfkrmmemrkm. My dick twitches while she is lingering and I know she felt my hard-on bounce afinar her. Wiping and dusting me off for long enough for me to get hard and her to notice. Then she slows to a stop with her hand right on my dick. I almost says something the she stands up and says “now you do me.”
…look for part 3
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