He pulled out his wife's key and unlocked the front door. Stepping inside his in-laws' house, he slipped off his muddy work boots, unfastened his belt and the button of his pants, slid down the zipper, then pushed his pants to the floor. He folded his dirty clothes and put them in an empty bag, leaving them at the door as he picked up the bag with his clean dance clothes and towel, then walked down the hall to his in-laws' bedroom. He still didn't feel comfortable using their shower, but their main bathroom was being renovated, and their place was significantly closer to the dance hall than the one he shared with his wife. Conveniently, his work schedule allowed him to get in and out of the house before either of his in-laws got home, so once he was in the shower, the awkwardness would wash away with the dirtiness of his work, and soon enough he'd be out and on his way.

Blake walked into the bathroom and saw a white sheer lingerie ensemble draped over the top of the glass wall and door of the shower. He was hesitant to remove it, but he would have to if he wanted to be clean for dance class, as not to embarrass his wife. Plucking it off gently, he started imagining his mother-in-law's voluptuous figure barely hidden inside of it as he folded the sexy item. He placed the pieces of lingerie on top of his towel, walked back and opened the door. He turned the water on, and dropped his boxers to the floor as he waited for the water to get warm.

Once steam began to fill the room, he lowered the temperature slightly and stepped in. He started with shampooing his hair, then as it rinsed out, he ran the bar of soap along his upper body, spreading the suds around his skin. He did the same for his lower half before he lathered his hands and reached between his legs. The slippery sensation excited him, conjuring the thoughts of his mother-in-law wearing the lingerie he had delicately moved. Having seen her in a bikini a few times before, he used his imagination to add in some detail the lingerie would offer that the bikini did not, and his body responded. 

A few gliding strokes in, he thought he heard distant thumps in the house, but disregarded the sounds as being his wife, since she'd met him there on a few occasions before. He continued to wash his length, closing his eyes as he savored the feeling, pretending it was the hands of his mother-in-law.

“Well, you're home...” she paused as she walked into the bathroom, “...early. Man who is not my husband.”

“Uh!” he said with a look similar to if he had just dropped and broken something, while still holding his hard and soapy cock. “I didn't expect anybody to be home!”

“We're usually not... not for another couple hours anyway. My last two showings rescheduled, so lucky me got out early today. I'd apologize for walking in on you but you left the door wide open and uh,” she said with a reserved smile as she looked him over, leaning against the frame of the door, “yum.”

“No-no. It's my fault. I should've closed the door. But I was just finishing up, so I'll be outta here very shortly.”

“And what were you 'just finishing up' exactly? Seems like you were doing more than just a shower. Tell me... was it my lingerie that got you inspired? Do you like it?” she asked, noticing it neatly folded on top of his towel.

Letting go of his cock, he turned so the water could rinse the remaining suds from his body, “It's very nice, and I imagine it compliments you very well.”

“That's a very cautious way of answering that. Could you be any more adorable?” she giggled. “Why don't you hold off on finishing the other thing you were doing until you're in my bedroom.”

Leaving the bathroom, she walked over to her dresser and pulled out her vibrator. It's the kind that not only goes inside, but also has a little prong to stimulate her clit as well. The bottom of it is has a flat base that's curved and shaped in a way that prevents it from completely going inside, while being discreet underneath panties. With her back to the bathroom door, she waited for Blake to walk out before she turned it on and pulled her panties down enough so she could insert her toy. Looking back at him as it slid into her, she let out a soft feminine sigh of satisfaction while biting her lip. Once it was all the way in, she dropped the hem of her skirt and smoothed out the front before she walked back to him and sat down on the edge of her bed. She patted the bed to her right, showing him where she wanted him to sit while she popped open a few buttons on her blouse.

Once Blake got close, she grabbed the towel from behind her back and brought the towel up to his chest and began drying him off a little more. She wrapped it around his back, slowly pulling it down and over his ass, giving it a squeeze before she dried off his legs one by one, eying his hardened excitement as she placed the mildly damp towel on the bed, dry side down.

“Take a seat,” she instructed him.

He sat down next to her as she flicked open the lubricant's lid, and drizzled it on his tip and down his shaft. They remained so silent that the faint buzzing of her vibrator was audible as she put a small amount of lubricant on her hand and began spreading it down his length. Taking his hand, she put some in his palm, then wrapped his own fingers around himself.

“Now you can finish what you started in my shower. Just start slow,” she said as she took his wrist and made him stroke himself. She leaned into him, pressing her chest against his arm until it was nestled between her breasts. Her left hand cupped and held his balls as she rested her head on his chest, and watched him work his body.

“A little quicker now,” she instructed him after a few minutes, as her quiet whimpers grew louder. She uncrossed her legs and reached into her panties. Taking the base of her vibrator in her hand, she pressed it against herself, trying to get it deeper while moving it in circular patterns, causing her to moan and pant in a desperate need for release.

Precum started flowing from his tip steadily, his body responding to her sensuous calls. He began to grunt, the head of his cock turning a near shade of purple while he tensed. She slid her head further down his chest until her face was mere inches from his cock, then as he bellowed and froze, she opened her mouth with an airy gasp which was greeted with three quick spurts of cum shooting into her mouth. When the fourth failed to reach her lips, she closed her mouth and her tongue treated his seed as if it were liquid candy, swirling it around to capture the taste. Her body trembled as she moaned with delight as she climaxed, her eyes barely open as she watched his hand lather his cock with the cum still escaping his body, as his strokes slowed to a stop.

She looked at his cock as a glazed treat, and as she squeezed his balls in her hand, she brought her lips to the tip of his cock, then pulled his hand away from it as she flicked her tongue across the tip. He rapidly tensed with half grunts each time, then with her mouth still pressed to his member, she asked, “Will you be here tomorrow?”

“N-no,” he stuttered as her mouth opened and descended down his length. “Same day and time next w-week though.”

“Mm!” she hummed as her mouth slid back up his length. “Should I wear that lingerie for you?”

“Oh, yes! Please do!”

“Then I'll see you next week, Blake!” she said as she got up and leaned in to gently kiss his lips. “Oh! And just one thing to keep in mind,” she whispered in his ear with her fingers loosely wrapped around his girth, “I'm gonna need a few minutes to accommodate this,” she paused and nibbled on his ear lobe, “but once it's all in... ravage me.”