Hoping beyond hope that it was my wife returning to me so she could explain it had all been a mistake and she still loved me dearly, I staggered to th...e door and opened it to find, not my wife, but my mother-in-law, Gwen."Oh my God, John. Look at the state of you." She exclaimed, her face showing her shock as she pushed past me into the hallway and slammed the door behind her. "Good grief son, you look a right mess." What the fuck do you want? And where's my fucking wife?" I snapped, obviously. "Now it was my turn to be surprised. But I began doing so as mom sat in the tub watching me undress. But I also noticed as I did so, that she lifted her hand and began toying with one of her nipples, making it hard once again.I now stood entirely naked before her, something I hadn't done since I was a kid, and certainly never like this. Even the look on her face had turned different, there was a resigned expression to it yes, but there was also a look of undefined curiosity and wonder as well.. She asked me if she could trust me. I ensured her that our relationship is completely safe.After that without wasting any seconds we kiss lip-locked wildly and rolling on floor like masala movie its continues for half hour rolling kiss squeezing then I removed her nighty first she was with her bra and panties in that dark night I could see he white skin clearly.Then I started kissing all over her body she was moaning heavily her hot breath I can feel till now mean while in between I removed my. As I look at her side of the room, memories of the previous night come flooding back. Part of me is convinced I had dreamed the whole thing. Bringing a hand to my mouth, I tentatively lick a finger. The taste there is not my own. It wasn't a dream after all. I lay back down on my bed, it is too late to attempt to catch the end of my lecture class. My mind is trying to make sense of last night's encounter. I'm asking myself question after question.Do I tell my boyfriend?Do I want it to happen.