I wiped the sweat from her brow. Then I slowly shook my head. She looked at me, slightly more frustrated. I whispered to her. "I wanna play a game with you. If you win, I'll untie you. If you lose, I get to have some fun."

Hello! Sorry this took me so long. I find writing erotic stuff easiest when I'm horny - annoyingly I wasn't in the mood for much of the past month. But I've finished it now. I hope you enjoy!

In November On Facebook My Mom Asked My Husband If He Dares To Wear Glitters In His Beard. He Answered "Ok, For Christmas" And She Callenged Him To Go To The Xmas Fair With It. On Christmas She Had Printed The Screenshot And Offred Him A Glitter Bomb. Annnnnnd They Did It.

I whispered. "I'm going to rub some objects against you. If you correctly guess what they are, you win. However, if you guess wrong, I win." MiL has had the hots for me since she met me. It’s creepy. I’ve spoken to her about being uncomfortable and so has my wife. It seemed to have died down and we put it down to an unfortunate crush. She’s been creepy and flirty but we chalked that up to her personality since she’s flirty with everyone.’ She’s 24 and I’m proud she’s my wife but lately her mother’s been showing an interest in me and that’s made me look at her in a new way. I decided that I’d like to sleep with F’s mom – as a one time thing. I thought about the consequences, but figured that if we both never talked about it, we would be okay.

F liked how her mother and I were getting along. “You two are so cute,” she said to me. All I could do was shrug. I knew where this relationship was going. One afternoon, I messaged F during work. I told her that I was going to go out with some colleagues for some drinks. She did. Giving me a good look at her 70 year old body, then turned around and walked into the kitchen. I feared what the neighbors heard when she finally came. Her passionate moans were music as she heaved and twisted against her bonds. I was captivated by it all.her for about an hour that morning. Afterwards we both went poolside and chatted. My wife came up and asked if I was ready for lunch. She also said, "I like that you and my mom get along so well. Brent (her previous husband) couldn't get along with her." She sighed. "A passing interest, yes." She paused. "I've never done anything... exciting. As in, I've never explored myself in that way."