[M]y MIL

She is a GILF for sure. A total flirt and fox. For 69 years old, she looks very sexy. 5’2”, 130 pounds with great tits and ass.

She always kisses me on the lips when she sees me and often comments on my appearance. This particular weekend, she had already had a cocktail and was feeling frisky when we arrived. Her kiss at the front door lingered and she pressed herself against me. I was immediately aroused.

The alcohol always flows when we visit and this time was no different. We drank before, during and after dinner. We were watching a basketball game and both the FIL and wife retired to bed leaving the 2 of us alone.

She excused herself saying she would be right back. When she reappeared, she was wearing a silky night gown with spaghetti straps and lace. It barely covered her butt.

I was stunned with how fabulous she looked. She fixed her blonde hair and put on a touch of makeup. Her D cup breasts filled the nighty and her nipples were erect.

I asked, “WOW, do you always watch basketball dressed that way?” She chuckled and said, “Never. I just feel inspired tonight.” I smiled and said, “Thanks for the treat.”

She replenished our drinks and we returned to watching the basketball game, her in her chair and me on the couch. But I couldn’t focus on the game at all. And I was way too nervous to act out on the lust welling up in my loins.

We kept looking over at one another and smiling without saying a word. Eventually, she begins to fondle her breasts and pinching her nipples with subtle sighs of delight. I could only watch while frozen with fear of making a wrong move or getting caught.

Eventually, her hands move down across her belly and between her legs. She proceeds to rub herself. I can’t take my eyes of this spectacle of beauty.

As her breathing gets heavier, she spreads her legs wide apart, putting each leg over the arms of the chair. I now have a clear view of her clean shaven wet pussy. She proceeds to finger and pleasure herself.

My cock throbbing with lust, I take it out and begin to stroke it. She looks over and smiles with delight, nodding in approval.

Before too long, we each bring ourselves to completion at the very same moment. Now, fully drained by this erotic experience and inebriated to the fullest, she gets up, walks over to me, kisses me on the lips and says, “Goodnight, Tiger. I needed that.”

I have the best MIL.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hs7pzr/my_mil

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