My fantasy - Being caught by my Mother in Law.
Since having begun exploring my Mother in Law’s closet on any or every opportunity that arose, having worn her bra and panties, dressed in her clothes, used her make-up and painted my nails with her favorite nail polish, I have had this wild intense fantasy of one day being caught by her . . . having her come home earlier than expected and her finding me in her bedroom, wearing her bra, panties and clothes, being dressed just like her . . . OMG the thought just makes me shiver with both horror and delicious delight.
In my imagination or wildest dreams, having got over her initial shock of finding a strange woman in her bedroom and then her realization that the woman is in fact her me, her favorite son in law, she gets over her initial shock and then totally takes control, as she always does.
With me desperately trying to escape to my room, to remove her clothes and the make-up from my face, she stops me, takes my hand, leads me to the living room and seats me on the couch. She then goes to the kitchen and proceeds to make tea for the both of us, leaving me to consider my predicament.
Returning, she asks, “And what do I call you, not Roderick I’m sure!” . . . “Chloe” I whisper.
“So Chloe, what are we going to doing about you sneaking around in my laundry and my closet and wearing my clothes? What will my Husband, your Father-in-Law and your wife, my daughter think, when I tell them that I caught you are wearing my panties and dresses!” I am mortified, I can’t look at her, my eyes staring steadfastly at the floor, not able to avoid the vision of my painted toenails, in her favorite cooler as well!
“I’m sorry Heather, please don’t tell them. I will do any thing for you if you don’t tell them. Please keep this a secret for me, I beg you” l look up at her, looking through my thick black eyelashes, tears in my eyes. The look on her face, the amusement at my embarrassment, at the predicament that I am in. I can see that I am not going to get off easy.
So Roderick . . . my darling, you are my favorite Son-in-Law and I can’t believe that you like to wear my undies and my clothes. Anything . . . you will promise to do whatever I ask of you.
OMG Heather, yes . . . please don’t say anything. I will do what ever you want me too. OK Roderick, no I should say Chloè. I want you to kneel down on the floor . . . good girl . . . Now crawl over to me. Now hug and kiss me like you mean it . . . That’s it Chloè . . kiss me like you love me. Oh thank you Heather, this is a dream for me, I not only love wearing your clothes, l love trying to be you . . . Oh yes Heather I do, I love you.
OMG, I love kissing your soft lips, putting my tongue in your mouth, sucking your tongue. OMG Yes I love kissing you passionately, deeply, expressing my love and desire for you Heather. OMG, I want you, you are so gorgeous, beautiful and desirable. I am infatuated with you, I lust after you.
Now Chloè, kneel back down on the floor, reach up under my dress and remove my panties, now kiss my pussy. That’s it Roderick, my Son-in-Law . . . kiss your Mother-in-law’s pussy. Oh yes, that’s it, lick my pussy with that amazing tongue of yours. OMG Yes!, Roderick, that’s awesome photo I just took of you. You really are mine now . . . I have a photo of you dressed in my bra and panties, kneeling in front of me, kissing and sucking my pussy! I own you now. You are going to be my Sissy Maid and my personal sex slave.
And now I’m going to make my regular phone call to Debbie, your sister in law and I’m going to tell her about my day while you lick and kiss my pussy! Be good a quiet now, and give me pleasure . . . Or I might have to expose you.
. . . To be continued.
In my imagination or wildest dreams, having got over her initial shock of finding a strange woman in her bedroom and then her realization that the woman is in fact her me, her favorite son in law, she gets over her initial shock and then totally takes control, as she always does.
With me desperately trying to escape to my room, to remove her clothes and the make-up from my face, she stops me, takes my hand, leads me to the living room and seats me on the couch. She then goes to the kitchen and proceeds to make tea for the both of us, leaving me to consider my predicament.
Returning, she asks, “And what do I call you, not Roderick I’m sure!” . . . “Chloe” I whisper.
“So Chloe, what are we going to doing about you sneaking around in my laundry and my closet and wearing my clothes? What will my Husband, your Father-in-Law and your wife, my daughter think, when I tell them that I caught you are wearing my panties and dresses!” I am mortified, I can’t look at her, my eyes staring steadfastly at the floor, not able to avoid the vision of my painted toenails, in her favorite cooler as well!
“I’m sorry Heather, please don’t tell them. I will do any thing for you if you don’t tell them. Please keep this a secret for me, I beg you” l look up at her, looking through my thick black eyelashes, tears in my eyes. The look on her face, the amusement at my embarrassment, at the predicament that I am in. I can see that I am not going to get off easy.
So Roderick . . . my darling, you are my favorite Son-in-Law and I can’t believe that you like to wear my undies and my clothes. Anything . . . you will promise to do whatever I ask of you.
OMG Heather, yes . . . please don’t say anything. I will do what ever you want me too. OK Roderick, no I should say Chloè. I want you to kneel down on the floor . . . good girl . . . Now crawl over to me. Now hug and kiss me like you mean it . . . That’s it Chloè . . kiss me like you love me. Oh thank you Heather, this is a dream for me, I not only love wearing your clothes, l love trying to be you . . . Oh yes Heather I do, I love you.
OMG, I love kissing your soft lips, putting my tongue in your mouth, sucking your tongue. OMG Yes I love kissing you passionately, deeply, expressing my love and desire for you Heather. OMG, I want you, you are so gorgeous, beautiful and desirable. I am infatuated with you, I lust after you.
Now Chloè, kneel back down on the floor, reach up under my dress and remove my panties, now kiss my pussy. That’s it Roderick, my Son-in-Law . . . kiss your Mother-in-law’s pussy. Oh yes, that’s it, lick my pussy with that amazing tongue of yours. OMG Yes!, Roderick, that’s awesome photo I just took of you. You really are mine now . . . I have a photo of you dressed in my bra and panties, kneeling in front of me, kissing and sucking my pussy! I own you now. You are going to be my Sissy Maid and my personal sex slave.
And now I’m going to make my regular phone call to Debbie, your sister in law and I’m going to tell her about my day while you lick and kiss my pussy! Be good a quiet now, and give me pleasure . . . Or I might have to expose you.
. . . To be continued.
2 years ago