Sex Crazed Cougar

Her Naughty Wishes

Susan is my mother-in-law who made plans to spend the week for the first time with her daughter and me after her husband’s untimely death. I told Susan that her daughter had checked herself into the Betty Ford Drug Rehab Clinic.

My wife is finally getting help for her raging opiate addiction. Susan begs to come anyway. I promised Susan not to tell her daughter if she promised to be a good girl.

Susan has come a long way herself in the last year after being temporarily hospitalized for her Bipolar condition two years ago. If she takes her meds, Susan can be good, and they subdue her sex-crazed tendencies.

However, I think the Milf has regressed and has been flirting non-stop since yesterday. She offered to clean the house if I offered to cook my famous grilled salmon melody.

My mother-in-law sent a photo to my cell, dressed in the outfit she would wear for dinner. Susan is dressed in the sexiest little black dress ever. I damn near wrecked my car.

“Susan, why did you send me that text?”

“Whatever do you mean, fine, sir.”

“Quit playing. The sexy outfit pic.”

“Honey, I was just giving you a preview of what you can expect when you get home tonight. Don’t you love it?”