In love with my Mother in Law-1

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In love with my Mother in Law-1I live pretty far from her so any chance I get to be close to her drives me crazy. When we first meet we did not get along at all, but over the years she has grown to love me. I have been trying to figure out a way to show her how I feel. It all started very innocently with a family photo actually.( I might be reading into this WAY to much), but the whole family crowded on the coach. I end up sitting crammed right next to her. Just that bit of contact had my heart racing. I intentionally rested my forearm next to hers….and then my wife sat on my lap for the photo. I continued to push my arm firmly against hers, but she did not even bother to move her arm away because honestly she had plenty of room. Even after the photo we continue to sit very close to each other… From there my efforts grew. I was staying at her place in her finished basement with my wife for the holidays…right next to the laundry room. My MiL is very clean and never leaves anything around the house. Years before I would always look through the family hamper trying to find her panties…and NEVER could. Until I guess I got lucky during that visit. When my wife went upstairs to help with dinner I made a B-line for the hamper. I ended finding one pair of panties and a bra that was buried in the bottom. I took the panties and bra out and inhailed her beautiful scent, licking the slighly ***** stained center… it was bold and musky, had a slight salty taste, but still heavenly. I then went to the bathroom and wrapped them around my **** … the head pressed right against where her ***** rests till I exploded, but not in the panties. I was trying to figure out a way to let her know I handled her panties, but not be to obivious in case she would tell the wife. So i decided to press my **** REALLY hard into them..make a deep impression, stretching out the material. I was not even sure she would notice, but I felt best to not be to oblivious about it. I knew she was going to do laundry soon, so I laid them spread out…right on top of the basket, so she could tell someone had placed them there. The next day, the wife and I went out and when I came back, my mind racing ALL day, there was another smaller basket with at least 5 pair of panties and three or 4 bras… I was in shock. Was my fantasy starting to come true. The other thing that made me think was that the panties were clearly clean and did not need to be washed. She probably did not know that I would have prefered used panties, but at that point I had a raging hard on. I then used the panties in the same fashion, but still a little to cautious to leave a huge load in them. I repeated the same thing…ensuring she could tell karaman escort someone had handled them. This continued for 2 days. I would use her panties and whenever I return later, the basket would be mixed up against, typically with a couple different pair of panties. I am still unsure how to proceed. This all happened about a year ago and before we left to travel back home, she handed my a booklet of photos when my wife was not around. We both acted like we had no idea what was going on..OR like I said maybe I was being crazy…but in the booklet it was pics of her vacation to the beach. The top 2 photos were of her in a sexy little bathing suit doing innnocent poses from her summer vacation. Those pics were followed by other bullshit photos of the beach and landmarks they had seen. As soon as she gave them to me I went back to the guest room. **** getting hard with the pics she had given me. To add a little sense to my fantasy I flipped the pics over and they were numbers 10 and 13…followed by the other pics going in order from 1-24. She had to have take those pics and intentionally placed them on top. At this point I want to **** her brains out. On our way back home I gave her a typical kiss and firmly grabbed her lower back, wishing I could have squeezed her ***, then went on our way. Since then we talk occasionally. I am sure to only call her when her husband is at work and we laugh and joke. I make quick comments on how beautiful she is and how I had a great time at her house.This years holidays are approaching again. I plan on being alot more bold. I guess I will know if this is all in my head as soon as I go to her laundry room and see if I can find panties waiting for me. If so, I am going to shoot a huge load in them this time. I also plan on brushing against her *** or **** whenever I get a chance. Maybe if we ever get a chance alone I am going to offer her a message and see how far I can go. I want to slide my **** in her and *** so had. I am tired of ******* off about her. I am ready for the real thing.Part 2(Years Later)We ended up moving much closer to my MIL and we visit her pretty regularly.I have grown much bolder as I have become more comfortable with her. Instead of just pressing my cock into her panties, I started taking her used panties home and using one to inhale her scent and run my tongue across the fabric so I can taste her pussy, while I have a second pair wrapped around my cock. As I said I am pretty bold now and so I try to put pretty huge loads of cum in them. Last year I would let the cum dry and become pretty stiff in her panties then I would return the panties to the hamper. At first I would bury them in the basket and then started escort karaman leaving them toward the top. I became obsessed with wanting to know, if she actually knew I cumming in her panties. A while ago I took a pair of tan panties and put a pretty huge load in them and when I went to visit her that day I left that cummed in pair of panties in a white laundry basket, by themselves… face up. The next time i visited there were no panties at all in the basement. I was a little perplexed…Did i cross the line.. or did she finally discover them for the first time… That day I left without any panties. I decided to push it just a little further my next visit. When I went back there was once again no panties so I decided to go to her laundry hamper in her room and bingo.. a ton of panties. I felt a little guilty taking them…but I was so horny and needed to taste her again so I took them. The next couple visits were very stressful. When I put those panties back upon the next visit and I returned again I was devastated to find a pair of panties in a tiny waste basket with the gusset cut in half. I was in shock.. I thought she would now hate me, tell my wife, I had a flood of adrenaline course through my body. I was so scared at what would happen next. I was shaky the rest of the day because I thought my fantasy was over. When we said are goodbyes she acted like nothing was wrong and even gave me my kiss on the cheek with a smile. At this point I thought it was all over. To add more confusion to this… during my next visit I find 2 pair of panties in the basement hamper. These were not brand new, but one was silky with lace trim. Now these were not some super racy panties..but just a sharp sexy pair that looked to be a little older. Why in the hell were these panties here? She cut up the last pair.. She had to know that I was obsessed with panties. Why on earth would she leave panties out for me… no way did she do it by mistake.. and in all the last 5-6 years I had been taking her panties…I have never once seen a pair with lace. I said Fuck it… I was going to “Go Big or Go Home”. We were spending the night that night at the MILs house and I had my one small piece of luggage. Instead of leaving my luggage in the basement area with the pull out couch I decided to move it into the laundry room. I then opened the outside pocket and put both pair of her panties in my luggage. I intentionally left them half way hanging out. My wife never went it that room, but if she did I was going to say i was pulling out our clothes, looking for something, and was just putting them back and must have grabbed “those panties” by accident when the clothes were spread across the laundry karaman escort bayan room. On a side note ..over the course of the years I would always want to know if she saw the panties i would leave
for her throughout the day while I would visit. She would go downstairs for stuff, but i didnt know if she went into the laundry room. As I said before my MIL is a cleaning freak who notices everything… so I knew she hated when I left the lights on..so I would turn the lights off downstairs expect for in the laudry room. We she went downstairs she would always turn off.. that was my way of knowing she at least entered the room to turn off the light…Funny thing is that she never once mentioned the laundry light to me… even though she would hammer me in a light hearted way about any other light in the house.Back to the story… MIL went down stairs (and I knew by the laundry room light being off) and she had to have seen my luggage with her panties sticking out. At one point I even heard her start a load of laundry and move a bunch of stuff around the room to include my luggage.. but she left her panties in there. I was so excited.. I figured she changed her mind and maybe liked the game.. or better yet wanted to get fucked. When I went back downstairs I noticed my luggage moved around and surprisingly I found 2 more pairs of panties in the basket. I picked up a pair of pain satin black pair and found a tan one to inhale and headed for the basement bathroom. I put a huge load in those black panties and put them back on top of the hamper spread wide open for her to find. I took my luggage out of the laundry room and collected the rest of the panties. I was trying to figure out where to hide 3 pair of panties without my wife finding them in our luggage so i could take them home.. and keep them in case the MIL changed her ming. The wife and I were going out to the movies that night while MIL watched our k**. I decided to stuff them behind the TV console for safe keeping that way I couldnt be directly caught with 3 pair of panties. The craziest thing happened when I got back to her house after the movie. MIL had “cleaned the basement” …the 3 pair of panties behind the TV console were gone.. but the black pair with the huge load of cum were still there.. there were no panties that were cut up in the waste basket… I am thoroughly confused at this point. I mean she has to know… she leaves me panties.. she once cut a panty in half… she “finds” the 3 other panties. Only thing she said .. was to my wife.. she told her that – I had left a sodas and chips downstairs and she wanted me to be careful when I eat or drink down there.The last couple visits I havent seen any panties.. Only thing I have done recently.. When I visit .. she lets me use her ipad and when I know I will give it directly back to her I always make sure I open a picture of her from the gallery and zoom in on the breasts and face.. thats about it.. Any Advice?

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