My mother in law touched my dick
***Story is now around 8-10 months old and was originally posted on a different site***
so a few weeks ago my mother in law and I were sitting at the kitchen table facing one another, just eating and having a drink which we often do during the lunch hour.
Yeah she lives with us. Anyways, I've been having these fantasies about her that make my dick rock hard, so I usually tuck my dick in my waistband. As it's often been the case, my dick was moving...the back side of it poking against my sweater, and again as it's usually the case, she was looking at it but then moving her eyes away when I'd look at her....but just a split second after, so I still catch her. She sometimes gives me massages, and on that day I asked she rub on my traps and upper chest near the neck. I took off my sweater and had a tank top on....a loose one. Bent over a couple times and I caught her looking at my dick through the very wide and fluttering...what I guess you could call a "collar". I mean barely though cause that shit was really hanging down, making my hard cock really visible, sticking out from my waistband.
Soooooo....I was sitting on the floor and she was on the couch giving me the old trap and upper chest rub down but I was really arched back and leaning against the base of the couch on the floor, and had my pelvis maximally tilted but discretely so that my dick was right at the bottom of my chest...touching the bottom of it.
She grazed it while massaging me...a fuck load of times. At one point she was touching bellow my chest right next to my dick and telling me that she knows I have issues with my stomach, that I need to eat more, now massaging the lower chest and upper stomach and and at that point, she kept her hand right at the same spot, grazing...and sometimes a little more than just grazing my dick over and over again. I'd say she touched it for a total of around 10 times. That's when she told me to lay down on the couch. After around a minute or so of rubbing my chest through my tank top "collar".....she just lifted my shirt up, exposing a good amount of my dick that was stickin out the waste-band. I had my eyes closed....about 3 seconds in I opened my eyes and she pulled my shirt back down and kept massaging me like nothing happened, I'd say for maybe another 2 minutes before telling me the massage was done. I stayed on the couch for another minute after she walked away but saw her down the rest of her drink in the kitchen. She's been cool since then...but nothing happened. My best guess is that she second guessed shit or just wanted to take things so far. I don't know. Had a few interesting "incidents" before but that was teh first time she made hand to dick contact, skin on skin, and fuck was it ever obviously deliberate.