My Mother in Law's Lover

by S M Mala

  ‘You’re taking the piss, aren’t you?’ I’ve never had a conversation like this in my life.

  ‘You slept with Josh the day after his wedding.’

  ‘She told you!’ I’m starting to shake with anger. ‘She’s a bloody menace.’

  ‘You know I know him and his wife?’ Hal says seriously.

  ‘I didn’t know that. He didn’t say anything, did he?’ I’m breaking into a heavy sweat now.

  ‘I don’t know him that well,’ smiles Hal and stares at me for a moment before stepping closer. ‘Tell me in all honesty, what did you expect to happen the next day?’

  ‘I thought he’d realise how much I loved him and …’ I can’t say it. Alright I will as I don’t know this guy very well. ‘He’d ditch her and be with me.’

  ‘But he managed to screw you all night then walked away to enjoy the rest of his life with his wife. It’s all about your attitude,’ he calmly says. ‘You have to change it.’

  ‘I don’t know what you’re talking about,’ I say and try to find my bag to leave this mad man’s apartment while trying to control my shaking hands. ‘Joan’s been telling you too much! I knew she’d bitch about me. I wish I’d never told her anything!’

  ‘If you showed him you were willing to let him come and go as he pleased, then you’d still be sleeping with the guy instead of pining for him,’ he says quietly.

  ‘Then I’d be his mistress!’ I snap. ‘That’s not what I wanted.’

  ‘Better than nothing.’

  ‘I’d rather have nothing than a part share.’

  ‘You want him all?’ he smiles and shakes his head.

  ‘What’s wrong with that?’ I ask and see his eyes narrow at my comment.

  ‘There comes a point when you have to compromise,’ Hal says coming very close to me I can hear him breathing.

  ‘I don’t want compromise. I like romance, love and all that stuff,’ I say. ‘I want to find a man I can be happy with.’

  ‘Do something for me?’ he quietly asks pushing my hair away from my face.

  ‘What?’ I ask suspiciously.

  ‘Kiss me.’

  ‘No, no, no,’ I say biting my bottom lip but looking up and him. He’s bloody gorgeous and very sexy.

  ‘I haven’t asked you for a blow job,’ he laughs loudly.

  ‘And I wouldn’t give you one,’ I sneer.

  ‘Will you please kiss me?’ he gently asks.

  ‘The last time I was asked to kiss someone, it got me into a lot of trouble.’

  ‘Good.’

  I reckon he’s trying to see how far he can go before retching.

  ‘You promise not to tell Joan,’ I ask, still covering my arse literally with my hands.

  ‘I promise.’

  I look at his lips and … oh this is a bad idea.

  ‘Something wrong?’ he says looking at me.

  ‘No.’

  ‘What are you afraid of?’ he gently asks. The man still has a dumb smirk on his face probably mirroring mine.

  ‘What’s so funny?’ I ask knowing I’m frowning.

  ‘You.’

  ‘I see.’ The cheeky sod! He’s beginning to lean in closer because his face is now millimetres away from mine. ‘Not too close.’

  ‘I want to look at you close up. Do you know you’ve got freckles on your nose?’

  ‘Beauty spots.’ They are beauty spots, just slightly clumped together.

  ‘Yes, they are beautiful.’ He kisses me on the nose and it makes me smile as I kiss Beth there all the time.

  ‘Thank you,’ I say, feeling slightly hot as my heart beats faster.

  Then he does it. I feel very soft, warm lips on mine but I don’t pull away. It’s pleasant enough, really quite sweet.

  The little tike!

  He has slipped his tongue in again!

  ‘What’s wrong?’ Hal asks as I shove him away but his hands are firmly wrapped around my waist.

  ‘I don’t even know you!’

  ‘Has it ever stopped you before?’

  ‘You think I’m an easy screw even after what I told you!’ My voice is squeaking now. I’m trying to take his hands off me. ‘Will you let me go?’

  ‘No. Calm down! Will you stop wriggling?’

  ‘Let me go.’ I can feel my face getting flushed.

  ‘You can’t blame a guy from trying. I’ll walk you back to the hotel immediately, and I promise not to touch you again,’ he apologetically says releasing me.

  Any other moment in my life I’d have given anything to pull someone like him. I feel dizzy.

  ‘What’s wrong?’ Hal asks, as I break out of my daze. He sits opposite me and pulls his chair closer. ‘Sit. You look like you’re going to faint.’

  I plonk myself on the chair and look at him. I’m shit at situations like this.

  ‘It’s the booze,’ I say.

  ‘Shoosh.’ He puts a finger over my mouth and leans closer. Our lips touch and his kiss has a knock on effect throughout my body.

  He tastes nice.

  I can’t help myself as I feel a tightening between my thighs.

  Oh lord, help me but I can’t stop.

  He has pulled me onto his lap and I’m straddling him (I hope I’m not stopping his circulation!). There’s certainly some chemistry between us. And I wonder how big it is? It’s very hard.

  One of Hal’s hands is on the back of my head and the other is on my thigh. I don’t know where my hands are. Yes, I’m holding onto his arms while I feel a hard throb between my legs. He pulls away with a grin on his face.

  ‘I can’t do this.’ I look at him, realising our bodies are near enough entwined.

  ‘Why not?’

  ‘Your wife?’ I exclaim, louder than I realise as his lips are now on my neck. ‘You’re a married man and-.’

  ‘That’s not stopped you when-.’

  ‘Enough,’ I say, pushing his head away. ‘That’s not fair!’

  ‘Look,’ he says, peering into my face. ‘My wife and I are separated so-.’

  ‘Of course you are!’ I say sarcastically.

  ‘No, we are. I’m a free agent.’

  ‘Joan?’

  ‘I can do what I like and I’d love to do you,’ Hal says and buries his head back into my neck.

  ‘You’re not holding back the charm?’ I’m enjoying my neck being licked while trying to compose my breathing.

  ‘You’re horny, do you know that?’ he mumbles into my ear.

  ‘You must be drunk.’

  His tongue is now licking my throat and the cool air makes my skin tingle.

  What the heck!

  I lunge forward and kiss him then yank him down to the balcony floor. I feel his hand ride up my leg then skim up to my top of my thigh.

  This is fervent fumbling. He gently touches my skin and it’s like little sparks of lust zipping over my body. I pull up his shirt so I can get a good feel.

  Christ, he smells good. His hands are caressing and squeezing me while teasing every inch of my body. His mouth slowly moves down as he pulls off my top and I don’t object. I’m being brazen because I’ll probably never see him again.

  Goodness, I wish you could breathe boobs up sometimes. Oh my, his hand is squeezing my arse. Oh, he’s getting there. Slowly his fingers are homing in for the kill.

  ‘You’re lovely,’ he whispers into my skin.

  He talks bullshit and I’m not in the mood to chat as I feel his hands push up my skirt. Hal has reached my knickers. His fingers slowly push down to the front of my pelvis and I jolt when I realise he’s trying to arouse me, which is not a problem because even I know I’ve got soppy drawers.

  Oh, he’s pushing all the right buttons. I’ll probably never ever have sex again with such a good-looking and fanny friendly bloke. He has struck gold as the surge between my legs spreads like rapid fire throughout my body and his mouth is over mine, so I can’t let out an almighty yelp as he plays with me so skilfully.

  I think I’m going to explode.
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  Oh my word, I just did.

  ‘You’re gorgeous,’ he says, still kissing me and taking off his shirt then fiddling with his trousers.

  That was an amazing orgasm! Undoing his pants, he reaches into his pocket. I notice he’s holding a condom in his hand.

  I’m not exactly playing hard to get, am I?

  ‘Always prepared,’ he says, pushing his tongue in my mouth as he fumbles.

  I feel him!

  Oh my word!

  This is good!

  He’s stretching the sides!

  He pulls at my hips while thrusting hard. I have to stifle a scream into his neck as he moves slowly, filling my void (romantic words, don’t you think?). And boy is he’s filling it!

  This feels lovely, though my arse is chaffing against the floor. He grabs my thighs and pushes them apart while thrusting so hard and quickly I think I’m going to scream.

  Gosh, I virtually suck his face off to stop me from groaning like a mad woman!

  He lets out a very sexy noise.

  ‘Are you okay?’ he asks, looking down on me, as his hair falls into his face. I don’t know what to say.

  I’m horny, happy and horrified for being so easy.

  I just screwed Joan’s lover.

  This isn’t right, is it?

  Oh bollocks!

  ‘I don’t do this all the time you know,’ I say, feeling for pangs of guilt but not getting any. I hope he doesn’t think I’m an easy screw but my muscles are contracted firmly around his dick.

  ‘Let’s get comfortable,’ he says pulling away and standing up. I’m then tugged to stand on my feet. That’s when I realise the only thing I’m wearing is a skirt. I pick up my top to cover my boobs and my undergarments then try to walk to the bedroom. My legs have turned to jelly and my head is spinning then he pushes me on the bed.

  ‘Now, I’m going to kiss you properly,’ he says smiling at me while pulling off my skirt.

  Did I hear correctly?

  He pushes opens my little legs and heads for my other kissable lips. I try to stifle my shock. I feel his tongue touching between my legs … and oh my word, he has reached my heavenly core. I feel like … hot, very hot. Oh, he’s really hitting the spot … I feel a tightening around my groin…

  ‘I can’t have another orgasm so soon afterwards. It’s impossible.’ I feel hot and the blood is rushing to my head. ‘Right there, yes, oh my god.’ I can’t breathe but I don’t care. I’m getting tighter, my legs are getting wider and his tongue is getting faster. He grabs my breasts. ‘I think I’m going to….’ The orgasm lashes through my body.

  Oh, oh, oh, that was so good. Where is he going now? He moves his tongue back up my body and looks down at me smiling and says,

  ‘Are you still shy?’

  When I wake, I’m relieved to see Hal sleeping. I kiss his nose and go for a shower. I can see my possessions on a couch across the room. It’s five am. We’re supposed to be checking out at noon!

  I’ve got to get out of here before anyone sees me. I don’t know what happened last night but I ache from trying out positions I thought were physically impossible and from laughing.

  What’s wrong with me?

  When I walk back into the bedroom, he’s not there.

  ‘Were you going to sneak out?’ I turn and he’s sitting on a chair in the corner of the room looking dazzling. And he slept with me? I feel lucky.

  ‘You were sleeping so peacefully.’ I get my clothes and stand by the bed. ‘I didn’t want to wake you.’

  ‘I’m up now.’

  ‘I can see.’ I notice he has a huge … you know what… I think his one eyed monster is looking at me again. Blimey, it’s winking.

  ‘Not so quickly.’ He stands up and walks over.

  ‘What are you doing?’ I ask after he sits on the bed and pulls me down, taking off my towel.

  ‘I haven’t said good morning.’ He turns me around and I’m facing the bed. ‘This is how I like to start the day.’

  ‘You take a couple of Viagra first thing?’

  ‘Not quite,’ he laughs. He takes me from behind.

  I have to relax or he’ll bludgeon my insides.

  He pulls me by the hips and, after the sudden shock, he’s inside. Then my legs are pulled up either side and he’s ramming me gently. I feel the blood beating in my face while his hips whack my arse.

  As he reaches his orgasm he thrusts me so hard my face falls flat onto the bed as he moans then I hear him laugh. I can’t take any more, really I can’t. I’ll have to get vaginalplasmy if he bangs me again.

  ‘Oh baby, you’re fun,’ he says, sniggering as he tries to catch his breath.

  ‘Not all the time,’ I say, knowing when he tried to touch my anal hole last night he was met with a heavy thump.

  I’m stuck face down on the bed with a mouthful of sheet. I turn my head so my lungs can fill with air.

  ‘Did you enjoy your evening?’ he asks, now stroking my back and whispering into my ear.

  ‘It was interesting.’

  ‘That’s all you’ve got to say? I thought you might have found it-.’

  ‘What?’ I ask, turning to examine his face.

  ‘Liberating!’

  ‘Oh that’s what you call it. I’m sure Joan will be extremely pissed off if she finds out you’ve liberated me several times.’

  ‘But she won’t find out, will she?’ he says kissing my nose.

  ‘You’re a little devious so and so but cute with it,’ I laugh.

  ‘So you like me?’ Hal smiles and I swear there’s a glint in his eyes.

  ‘What’s there not to like,’ I say patting his bottom and kissing his cheek.

  While Hal showers I quickly dress and leave. I know it’s rude but I have to get back to the hotel to see my daughter. He’s probably sick of seeing my wobbly bits and I’m pleased he has helped the needy and afflicted for one night only. I’m a very happy woman.

  The very idea of him makes me shudder with excitement. That was a fabulous one night stand and probably better than he who shall not be mentioned.

  Bloody bastard Josh!

  Only a few people are around, so I go to my room, have a quick nap, get changed and head off for breakfast. Within an hour I can see Beth running towards me.

  ‘We’re going on a boat ride before we go home today! What time, what time?’ she asks, looking like she’s going to run off. I grab her.

  ‘As soon as you’ve had your breakfast, we’ll find a boat that’ll whiz us around the coast for an hour. Then we can have lunch and go home,’ I say. Maggie walks to the table.

  Guilt, where’s all this guilt coming from as I see her?

  ‘Did you sleep well?’ She sits next to me. ‘Or did you stay up all night?’

  ‘Well. . .’ I say diverting eye contact.

  ‘Don’t tell me!’ Maggie says holding her hand to my face. ‘I work for your mother in law.’

  ‘Okay,’ I say looking at Maggie who has raised her eyebrows up at me.

  ‘Any good?’ she whispers then taps my leg as I gulp hard, feeling the first heavy pang of guilt at what I did with Hal. ‘Joan’s going on a small trip with Hal and their friends. She’s not coming home with us.’

  ‘Do you think he’s going to tell her what happened?’ I say, full of panic and realising I’m a little sore in the nether regions.

  ‘He better not for your sake.’

  We get to our boat and Beth looks happy, as Maggie and I notice they have comfy chairs for the trip. I feel a bit bushed. Well, my bush is bushed … I know so lame, pity he wasn’t.

  ‘Mummy!’

  ‘Hello baby, what’s wrong?’ I ask, startled from my sex trance as I sit up to look at my kid.

  ‘Come here. It’s Joanie!’ I get up and walk to the side of the boat and standing by the water’s edge there she is, in all her glory, waving with a few others. She’s such a show off and I notice her mobile is in her hand.

  Oh, don’t ring me!

  I can h
ear my phone and get it from my bag. I’ve only just noticed a few messages.

  ‘Belle. How are you? Another boat trip in two days, you must like the sea?’ She’s not that far away from me, because I can hear her posh tones without this little piece of technology.

  ‘I’m well. Where are you off to?’

  ‘We’re going for lunch then some sightseeing. I won’t be coming back with you but the car’s turning up at 2.00pm.’

  ‘Do you want to speak to Beth?’ I ask.

  ‘I’ll be back by Friday night,’ she sighs.

  ‘That’s nice.’ I can’t see Hal. I wonder where he is? I pass the phone to Beth because I hate it when Joan’s being false and friendly, gets my goat! Beth eventually hands the phone back to me and I put it away.

  When I walk back to my seat, I notice a figure standing further away, bending over a rail.

  It’s Hal.

  He’s not waving. Joan looks to see what I’m staring at. I look at her then blow him a kiss. She looks furious. Hal laughs.

  ‘Mummy?’ Beth says standing next to me.’Why is Hal laughing at you?’

  ‘I don’t know,’ I honestly reply, noticing he has cocked his head to the side then covers his mouth with his hand.

  Jesus, he must have seen me properly for the first time and is going to throw up!

  Eight

  We’re all packed and ready to go. How can a few days away give you a skip in your step and a chaffing on your thighs?

  Shagging with Hal certainly did that.

  He was a sex god, a once in a lifetime treat. This brings a smile to my face.

  Then there’s Joan.

  How could I be so gullible?

  He’s a dirty, two timing bastard.

  I spend most of the journey home thinking about sex while eating an ice lolly in the back of the car. I catch Maggie looking at me as I suck hard on a mini milk. Thing is, Beth’s copying me so that’s not good parental guidance.

  A few days later our daily routine has been established once again and life is back to normal, though I’m trying hard to cover my utter hurt at being dumped by the man I love … which is Josh regardless of my various sexual incidents.

  I then remember I had some messages on my mobile phone which I didn’t check. I know it wasn’t my mum because I spoke to her when I got back. Dutifully I turn on the phone expecting to hear the bank manager about my large overdraft and wanting to meet with me for a ‘chat’.