Tom stared at the clock ticking above the stove, counting down the minutes until Becky got home from work. Christmas was in full swing outside, with lights twinkling through the windows and the faint smell of pine wafting in from the tree in the living room. The kitchen was a mess of half-wrapped presents and ingredients scattered across the counter for tonight's dinner. His mother-in-law, Monica, had arrived earlier that...

Mike sat on the patio of his in-laws’ sprawling Florida retirement home, the thick, humid air wrapped around him like a suffocating blanket. The golden light of the setting sun painted the manicured lawn in warm hues, but the serene beauty of the scene did little to calm him. He swirled the ice in his glass, thinking about his dilemma. “How the hell did I get into this?” Mike thought to himself. It all started after Mike'...

I wonder what the neighbours would think if they looked through the lounge window of my quaint little cottage? I’m facing the wall on my knees doing ‘corner time’. Perhaps not, in itself, enough to cause much of a scandal. But I’m not wearing very much, you see. Just my black stockings with garter belt and my three-inch, block-heeled Mary Janes – the ones that Ian always prefers to see me in when he visits. Other than tha...

It was Saturday night, and our two daughters were finally asleep in their princess beds. They were too energized as their grandma, (Lori's mom), had been over for dinner. They love their grandma and are always overjoyed when she visits. Lana was my mother-in-law. She was just fifty-five years old. Her husband Mark (Lori’s dad) has been gone now for two years. She lived by herself in a big house on the north side of Atlant...

Karen was over sixty years old, wearing tight pants, torn at the knees and thighs, which made her even more sensual. The loose transparent blouse lets see her voluminous breasts trapped inside a gray bra. Her bare feet showing red painted toes emphasized the feeling that her invitation was even more indecent. "Show, let me see what you said?" "It was just a joke, Tom, you weren't to take it seriously." "Let me see your cu...

My parents-in-law were due to arrive later that day for their annual visit, and the tension in the house was palpable. For me, it was a mixture of apprehension, worry, and sexual awareness that was tying my stomach in knots. My wife, Debbie, on the other hand, had been in a light-hearted, buoyant mood all morning, patting me on the bottom whenever she was close to me. “Not long now, lover-boy,” she teased with a mischievo...

“All my mother needs is a good fucking,” my wife Beth had told me the previous night. “I know her: it would put her in a much better mood. Maybe you should volunteer, Chris. Despite the unkind way Cynthia treats you, I think she lusts after you a bit.” I thought about that conversation as I was driving over to my mother-in-law's house on a Saturday afternoon at Beth’s request. It would be the first time that Cynthia and I...

Charlotte Simpkins, aged fifty-nine, was thinking that her daughter Sophia Tibbott, aged mid-thirties, might be having an affair. Charlotte had only just started getting suspicious, but right now she was not thinking about what Sophia might be up to. Right now, it was Sunday morning and Charlotte was bent over a tree trunk in the woods getting a good fucking from her son-in-law Cole Tibbott, Sophia's husband. Getting a Su...