So I’m back. Check my history for Part 1.
Since I last posted, things have progressed, and tamed, and ramped back up. I’ll try to get to it all.
After the blowjob, things got a little weird. She didn’t come over for a while, and it was hard to tell if she regretted what had happened, or if she thought I did. To be frank, it was super on edge. Was she going to say something? Had she found Jesus and now she was going to confess her sins and all would be revealed? What was going on? Should I text her? Should I say something to my wife that she should invite her mother over? Jesus Christ, this is why you don’t let your mother in law suck you off, you god damn idiot!
Well, thankfully, after a few months of not seeing her, a visit was planned. I didn’t have to bring it up, I didn’t have to ask, and Cheryl was on her way. She’d be coming on Saturday and we’d all go to a music festival in town. Hokay.