Chapter 1

My mother in law had died suddenly a few years back and subsequently we had taken to visiting my father in law on a frequent basis. Partly to make sure he was ok, but has he lived in a bloody big house up north, to make sure my husband Gary’s inheritance wasn’t being wasted on some gold digger.

Roger, my father in law was an attractive man, he was in his mid 60’s but didn’t look it as he kept himself pretty much in shape and still had a good head of hair, so would be a bit of a catch for the more unscrupulous of the female race as he was quite wealthy.

We’d always got on well, though on a couple of occasions I was sure he was looking a little too long at my arse and tits, but had never given that any serious thought.

Staying at Roger’s had a routine, we’d eat dinner fairly early and then we’d watch TV.

Roger would make his excuses about 9.30 and retire to his room, my husband would normally be catching up on some sport on TV and I’d read a book.

This particular evening Roger had not long gone up to his room, Gary had found some golf on the TV, but I’d left my book upstairs in our room.

I went upstairs to get it passing Roger’s room on the way. I got my book and was coming back when I noticed that Roger’s door was ajar.

I thought nothing of it, but as I passed I noticed a movement inside via a mirror which was all I could see, I stopped and looked a bit closer.

Because of the angle I could see a reflection of Roger in the mirror, he was standing in front of the bed looking at something on a laptop which was on the bed, I noticed then his arm moving and realised that he was probably having a wank over some porn.

I was intrigued, so rather than moving away I stood and watched, I was hoping to get a glance at his cock.

He was wearing a pair of light coloured canvas trousers and a polo shirt and was mumbling to himself as he watched whatever.

From where I was standing I couldn’t see either his cock nor what he was watching.

His arm started to move faster and his mumbling got louder, I then heard him say the name Maria, fuck that was my name!

He then moved slightly to one side giving me a view of his cock, it looked a good 8” with a big mushroom head as he was about to cum. I then saw what he was tossing himself off over, on the computer he was playing a slide show of a woman, some in a bikini, others fully dressed and some just of her face, omg, they were pictures of me!

I’d never posed for any pictures, although one summer before I had worn a bikini when we visited.

I was furious as I watched my husband’s dad wanking over pictures of me and thought about confronting him.

Before I could do anything he groaned and a massive rope of jizz splattered on the computer screen and my face which was being projected, this was quickly followed by at least four more ropes of spunk landing on his laptop and bed.

I turned to move away and as I did my book banged against the door jarm making a noise.

I saw Roger starting to look in my direction and dashed away, I wasn’t sure whether he was aware that I’d just watched him have a wank over me.

When I got downstairs, my husband was watching the tv, although I opened my book I couldn’t read anything, my mind was racing and I couldn’t get the image of Roger shooting spunk over my pictures.

Worse was to come, unlike other nights, Roger came back downstairs and sat in the chair opposite me and started talking to Gary about the golf.

I couldn’t look at him, I was so angry, should I confront him and tell my husband, but then it would be my word against his!

At the same time, I could feel a warm tingle in my cunt, his cock had looked good especially when he shot his first load!

I pretended to be engrossed in my book as they talked, but had the sensation that Roger’s eyes were boring into me.

I was curled up on the chair wearing a t shirt and pleated skirt, everything respectable when Gary said he was going to make a coffee and did anyone else want one.

I said no, but Roger said yes and Gary got up and went into the kitchen.

When Gary was in the kitchen I continued to pretend to be engrossed in my book when Roger spoke.

“See anything of interest?” he said.

I pretended to interpret his question differently and said that my book was very interesting, but I realised he knew that I’d watched him wank.

I changed my position in my chair so that my legs were no longer under me, by doing this I’d given Roger a good flash of my legs.

Had I done it on purpose or was it an accident, in all honesty I didn’t know, but as I glanced across at Roger I could see the outline of his cock through his trousers. Fuck he’d only cum 15 minutes before and now unless I was very much mistaken he had a semi on!

I made an excuse and went to bed.

About 30minutes later Gary came to bed, I was all over him like a rash and managed to impale my cunt on his cock.

We had a really hard fuck, problem was that all I could think about whilst Gary was fucking my brains out was the sight of his Dad tossing himself off over my pictures!!

Next day Gary and myself had planned a trip into the countryside for a bit of sightseeing and a country restaurant lunch. We had a great day and all thoughts of the night before disappeared.

Arriving back at Roger’s, he’d prepared a meal for us, a lovely grilled sea bass and we had an enjoyable dinner.

About 9.30 Roger made his excuses and went to his room, I thought that he was making a bit of a meal about it, or was that to get my attention?

Gary was flicking through sports channels on the tv, but my mind was racing.

Would Roger have his door open, would he be having a wank over some pictures of me?

I’d purposely left my book in my room, but didn’t want to make it too obvious that I was following Roger upstairs.

Eventually, after about 10 minutes I got up and went upstairs to get my book.

The door to Roger’s room was closed, thank god I thought, I’ve been imagining all this.

I went into my room and picked up my book.

As I came out I noticed straightaway that Roger’s door was open, not only that, but further open than the previous night.

I didn’t need to move forward very much, the scene was very similar as the night before.

Roger had his laptop open on the bed and I could see a slide show of my pics was playing, fucking hell, there were loads of upskirt pics, god knows how the dirty old fucker took those!

The other thing that was different was that he was standing more to the side of the bed, so even though his eyes were glued to the pic show, his cock via my view from the mirror was pointing straight at me.

The dirty fucking perv I thought as I pushed his bedroom door open to confront him.

“You filthy old cunt, were did you take those pictures of me?

Don’t you know it’s a crime to take pictures up women’s skirts?

Plus, I’m your fucking daughter in law, you know, your son’s wife, and you are intentionally wanting me to watch you have a wank!

I’ll call Gary and the Police you filthy old bastard, you’re fucking disgusting” I said.

I meant every word I said, but at the same time my twat was soaking and his massive mushroom cockhead with a thick rim looked divine.

Roger said nothing and I turned and walked back to the door.

On reaching it I turned round, Roger’s prick was still sticking out of his trousers like a truncheon.

“Go on then you dirty old fucker, you like to toss yourself off over sneaky pictures you’ve taken of me, now, wank yourself off in front of me.”

Roger was about 3 meters from me as he started stroking his prick with some urgency.

I continued to berate him, but with more filthy talk which was turning me on like crazy.

“I’m married to your son for fucks sake, yet you his dad, wanks off over sneaky pics that you’ve taken of me.

Do you want to know if my nipples are hard and sticking out like bullets? Do you think that my minge, yes my filthy married minge is wet and dripping at the thought of a hard knob?

Would you like to know how far your son Gary can stick his tongue up my arsehole as I suck his prick?”

At this last comment I noticed Roger’s bell end swell and his cum hole flare, fucking hell, a massive rope of spunk flirted out of the end of his prick and made a big arc, landing just in front of my feet. This was followed by four or five more ropes in quick succession that all landed a bit shorter, the old fucker certainly had a big fucking load to give!

I then turned around and left his room without saying a word. My cunt was on fire and when I went downstairs I managed to convince Gary to come to bed and fuck the shit out of me.

The next day Gary and myself spent the day out in the country and had a lovely meal, we even stopped on the way back in a secluded spot and had a great fuck in the car!!

That evening followed a similar pattern, we all had dinner and then after a while Roger would get up and go to his room, Gary was engrossed in some football on the TV, I made the usual excuse of fetching my book from our room.

Roger’s door was closed, but when I came out it was almost wide open.

Roger was standing by his bed with just a t shirt on, his prick was sticking out in front of him as hard as a rock.

I had the same clothes on that I’d been wearing in the afternoon, a dark t shirt, tartan pleated skirt that was about 3” above my knee, black bra and black very fine knickers and a pair of black heels.

It wasn’t the case of peeking through a gap in a door, the door was wide open and Roger was standing facing the door with no trousers on stroking his prick.

His mushroom shaped bell end was a reddish purple colour and glistening with pre-cum as he rubbed it with the palm of his hand. It did look inviting and so did his balls, two big sacks dangling beneath his cock.

I walked straight into the room and gave him a mouthful. “You filthy old cunt, do you think that this is acceptable behaviour exposing yourself to your daughter in law?

Just because I let you have a wank in front of me last night doesn’t mean I’m a slut.”

As I said that I pushed the closed the door.

Roger was now stroking his cock a lot harder.

I continued “ do you think that your son’s wife is interested in your cock? Do you think that she’d stick the tip of her tongue in your cum hole, lick the rim of your cockhead and then suck your balls and let you cum on her face?”

As I was saying this I lifted my skirt and started rubbing my cunt through my knickers.

I was soaking wet and put my hand inside my knickers and shoved two fingers up my slot.

“Do you like that Roger, watching your son’s slut wife fingering her cunt as you wank? Would you like to suck on my clit, stick your tongue up my arsehole, then fuck my my dirty married minge?”

My cunt was squelching as I rammed three fingers up my hole and watched Roger wanking himself harder.

I took my knickers off and stood with my legs further apart and rubbed my cunt with my knickers like a dish rag, thrusting my hips in Roger’s direction.

My knickers were sopping as I walked across to Roger and turned them inside out.

Standing right in front of him I held my knickers right in front of his cock.

“Fill them Roger, fill your daughter- in -laws knickers with your spunk” I said.

I knew Roger wouldn’t be able to hold back and his knob erupted.

He was plastering the inside of my knickers with spunk, the front, gusset and back were caked in his thick white creamy goo.

My cunt was literally gushing as I watched him flirt five or six ropes of spunk into my knickers.

When he finished I put my spunk filled knickers back on and went downstairs to watch TV with my husband!

About 10 minutes later Roger came back downstairs and sat opposite me.

Roger’s cum was on my lower belly, on my bush, on my bald fanny and all over my arse.

I was sitting with my legs under me as before, Gary was sitting at a 90 degree angle and couldn’t see anything as he chatted with Roger.

I discreetly lifted one leg and facing Roger give him a view of my knickers stretched tight over my twat.

Subtlety I moved one finger over my twat and pushed my knickers in between my lips. Roger had a perfect view of my knickers stuck in the length of my slot!