Jeanette!
written by:
SpankerSam

Jeanette My Daughter-in-Law! My Lover!

I looked up from my coffee cup. As Jeanette walked back and forth across the kitchen floor doing her usual cleanup. the sunlight framed her body thru her thin sundress. Each time she stopped, it was as if she was purposely trying to show off her body to me.

Jeanette is my daughter-in-law. No! She is the woman that is married to my late wife's son. Bradley is not my son. When I met and married my wife, Bradley was 10 years old.

Jeanette was 33. And from the silhouette that I could see, she took good care of her body. She had very little fat, except for a small bit of tummy bulge. It was just a shame that her husband didn't seem to notice much.

Jeanette turned and looked at me. She must have known that I could see thru her dress and caught me admiring her body. She smiled as she looked down at me.

"Jake! Are you sitting there peeking at me? I guess this dress must be pretty thin and you can see me thru the sunlight! Does that mean that you are once again getting interested in women? It has been 8 months since Margaret passed. And I know for a fact, that in the year she was sick, you didn't go out with anyone else. I can fix you up with a friend that I know."

I looked up at Jeanette's face. How could Bradley be so stupid? He had a woman that any man would give his left nut for. She was fine! She kept his house clean! And she had a body that looked like she could work your ass off in the bedroom. And he treated her like she was just something he needed to show off.

"I don't think that I'm ready to do that just yet. But thanks for the offer." I looked back down into my coffee cup. She was right. When the doctor told us that Margaret's condition would only get worse, my whole life changed. I became my wife's constant companion and guardian. I didn't leave her side, except to go to work.

And Jeanette, bless her sweet self, became like a sister to her. They would spend almost all their time talking and being together. About 4 months before Margaret died, Jeanette started doing everything for us. I was no longer able to cope with the situation. I became depressed at the thought of losing my best friend. I didn't want to do anything. Jeanette did it all. From cleaning up the house; to taking care of Margaret's needs; to cooking and shopping.

Bradley couldn't deal with his mom's illness or pending demise, so he buried himself in his work and rarely spent time with her. She understood this. And in a way, so did I.

Afterwards, Jeanette would come by every other day to check up on me. She would cook enough for me to fix two meals a day. That was, when she wasn't bringing over whatever she had cooked for Bradley and herself. She would clean and wash my clothes and linen. So I guess it was her that noticed what was taking place with me. She poured herself a cup of coffee, and sat down at the table next to me.

She sipped her coffee, then put her cup down and placed her hand on mine. I looked up at her face and swallowed hard. Damn, but she was a pretty woman. Even if she was my "daughter-in-law" and 25 years younger than I was.

"Jake! Don't try to bullshit a bullshitter! I do your laundry remember. You have more cum stains in your sheets and drawers, than a horny teenager. I figure you must stroke your dick at least once a night. Not to mention what you do during the day. And I am the one who finds the porno flicks you hide around your room. Hell! I thought that I masturbated a lot. But you have even me beat! And don't think I don't see the way your eyes follow me around the house at times."

My head jerked up and I looked at her. "Jeanette! I don't mean anything by my looking at you. I mean, you're a beautiful woman! But you are also my son-in-law's wife. Sure I miss having a woman around me. And a lot of times, you dress so seductively, it's kind of hard to ignore your looks."

Jeanette laughed. Then her hand tightened on mine. "It's kind of my fault. Having a man think me sexy is great for my ego. Believe it or not, Brad doesn't treat me like he still finds me sexy. We hardly ever have sex. And when we do, it's a quick in and out, then he rolls over and goes to sleep. He only does it to keep up appearances. I know that he's fucking his secretary! I've seen the evidence and she goes with him on most of his business trips. Each time I ask to go, he makes some excuse about why I can't."

I snorted out a laugh. "If Bradley doesn't pay attention to you, then he is a bigger asshole than I always knew he was! Hell Jeanette, you're beautiful! I'm 25 years your senior. And I would fuck you in a heartbeat."

Jeanette gave him a sly smile. "Do you think about me when you're making those big stains in your sheets or drawers?"

I cleared my throat. In fact! She was one of the driving forces in my fantasies. I thought about fucking her sweet body in so many ways. Thoughts of her naked before me would get my dick hard and throbbing in no time. But there was no way I was ready to admit this to her.

She laughed out loud. "You do! Jake! You sly old dog you! You think about me when you're in bed stroking your dick. Do you picture me naked in front of you? Do you imagine me stroking my slit as you watch me? Do you think about shoving your big hard dick up in my pussy?

Come one Jake! You can tell me. I wont tell anyone. I know that brad doesn't have those kinds of thoughts! Do you wonder what it would feel like, if I took your hard dick in my mouth and slowly sucked you until you filled my mouth with your hot cum?"

I looked at her. The way that she said the things she did, I couldn't help the hardon that instantly grew in my pants. But that twinkle in her eyes told me that she knew exactly how she was affecting me.

"We shouldn't be having this kind of conversation Jeanette. You are after all, Bradley's wife."

Jeanette looked at me and laughed. Then she pushed her chair back and stood up. "Look at me Jake! Would you lay in bed with me and only fuck me from behind every once in awhile? You've seen what his secretary looks like. Would you rather look at her or me?" Before I could answer, Jeanette unbuttoned the sundress and held it open. She wore only a matching pair of bra and panty. And the contrast against her chocolate skin was remarkable. And the lack of hair between her thighs only emphasized the fact that she had a shaved pussy.

I stood up and turned away. "Jeanette! You shouldn't tempt an old man like that. I mean, you are Bradley's wife! How would it be, if I gave in to the thoughts I think? You're almost like a daughter to me."

Jeanette walked up to me and turned me around so she could look at me. Her eyes looked down and saw the big bulge in my pants. Her hand reached out and she rubbed my hard dick thru my pants. I stood still as she slowly rubbed her fingers up and down the outline of my dick.

"Oh Jake! You're much fatter and longer than Bradley is. You wouldn't leave me alone would you Jake? You wouldn't make me lay in bed and fuck myself with a dildo? I wouldn't have to beg you to fuck me. would I Jake?"

I shook my head dumbly. Then I seemed to come to my senses. I shook my head hard to clear my thoughts. "Jeanette! You don't know what your saying or doing. You're my wife's son's wife! What you're suggesting is almost like incest!"

Jeanette looked up at me. "Jake! I know exactly what I'm saying! I know what I'm doing! In fact, it was Margaret's idea. She planted the idea in my head months ago. We had become so very close as I took care of her. She knew about my marriage with Bradley. She also knew that you would draw into a shell and not want to live.

She told me all about the things that you liked and wanted me to find someone to satisfy your needs. She hated that it wouldn't be her, but she loved you so much she just wanted you to go on living. I think in her own way, she hoped that if the two of us could find each other, I would stay with Bradley instead of divorcing him and raking him over the coals."

I looked at Jeanette. The things that she said made sense in a twisted sort of way. Margaret was like that. And I knew it! So the things that Jeanette was telling me, I kind of knew came from her. But I think she wanted Jeanette to find me someone. I don't think that Margaret would want me to start fucking her son's wife. But then, even she didn't appreciate the way Bradley treated Jeanette.

Jeanette leaned in close. I could smell the soft scent of her perfume. I could also feel the heat of her closeness. Her breath was hot as she whispered in my ear.

"I need a man Jake! I need a man that would appreciate me. I would do anything to please the man that wanted to please me. ANYTHING! We would be helping each other. I don't want to go out and take chances on getting some disease. And I don't feel like taking a chance on Bradley wondering why I am going out to bars all of a sudden.

I know you want me Jake. I've seen you naked. I've fantasized about you shoving that hard fat dick up my cunt. I would watch you while you slept. Wanting to come in your room and suck your dick. But I was afraid you would wake and be mad. That you would turn me away! I would stand at the door with my hand in my panties fingering my pussy thinking about you. Do you want to know how wet I am right now? All you have to do is stick your hand in my panty. I won't stop you Jake."

I should have turned and walked away. I should have been stronger. But it had been so long since I had felt the soft flesh of a woman. And I wanted her. Damn! How I wanted her. My hand slid over the softness of her flesh. I felt the elastic of her panty and she shivered as my hand slid inside.

I felt Jeanette move to give me better access. My hand slid down and I didn't feel one blade of hair. She sighed as my fingers touched her mound. I felt her push her crotch out towards me. My fingers stroked her lips. Either they were naturally fat, or they were very swollen.

When my fingers stroked between her lips, I found out just how wet she truly was. Jeanette moaned and pressed harder against me. "See Jake! My pussy is soaked thinking about you. Margaret told me how you like it. If you told me to get on my knees and suck your dick, you know I would. If you called me names, you would only make me hotter and wetter for you. You love to suck a pussy when it's soaking wet."

I stepped back and looked at her. But I didn't move my hand, and Jeanette was slowly rubbing her cunt against my fingers. I used two fingers to spread her lips open and Jeanette sighed.

"I'm yours if you want me Jake! I'll make you happy! I'll do whatever you want me to."

I bent my head and kissed her. Jeanette melted into the kiss. Her lips were soft, as mine pressed against hers. Then I felt her arms around me pulling me tighter to her. Her tongue slid into my mouth as she whimpered. I broke the kiss and looked down into her eyes. Jeanette looked up at me.

"You know if we start, it won't be a one time thing. If I fuck you Jeanette, I won't just fuck you this one time and let it go at that. Bradley is an asshole to ignore you. I wont'! I'll give you all the pleasure that he won't. But in exchange, I'll demand everything from you. You will do exactly as I tell you to do. If Margaret told you about me, then she told you that she did exactly as she was told. And she never objected no matter what I did to her."

Jeanette was breathing hard and fast. Her pussy was humping my fingers faster and harder. Her mouth was open and her head was thrown back. Her eyes were shut tight. I could tell she was working herself up to a climax.

"Do you want to cum Jennie? Do you want to cover my fingers with your sweet juice? If you do, you will be telling me that you are willing to become my slut. If you do, then every time you enter this house, you will be here for my pleasure. You will do what I tell you. You will act how I tell you. It will be all or nothing Jeanette. You have to choose."

Jeanette threw back her head and gave in to her need. She pressed down, until my fingers slid up into her cunt. "Oh god! It's been so long. Too fuckin long! Yes Jake! I'll be your slut! I'll do all the things Margaret told me you like. Oh fuck! I gotta cum! Please let me cum Jake? I'll do anything! I swear!"

I pushed three fingers slowly up into her cunt. Jeanette moaned loudly as I opened her wide. "You want to cum bitch? You want to be my cum-slut? You're willing to become my nasty slave?"

Jeanette didn't answer. She just nodded her head hard and fast as she continued to hump her pussy. I pulled my fingers back until just the tips were between her cunt lips. Then I shoved real hard.

Jeanette screamed. I pulled back and shoved even harder. Her scream was louder. Over and over I rammed my fingers up her cunt. And over and over she screamed

"NOW BITCH! Cum all over my fingers! Show me how much you want it! Prove you're willing to be mine!"

Jeanette opened her eyes and looked at me. She screwed her eyes closed and seemed to be concentrating on her actions. Suddenly her eyes flew open. She looked like a woman possessed.

"Finger my nasty cunt you bastard! Make me cum for you! Yes! I want to be your cum-slut! I need it so bad! Fuck me! Fuck me like my husband won't! Use me like the nasty slut you want me to be. Margaret would get me so hot telling me what you would do to her. She wanted me to fuck you! She hoped that I would turn to you for my need. Here I am motherfucker! I'm yours! Oh god! Oh god! I'm Cumming! I'm Cumming! Oh Jake! Don't stop! For goodness sake, please don't stop!"

I kept ramming my fingers up her cunt. And Jeanette punctuated each entry with the words, "Fuck! Shit! Motherfucker! Bastard!".

"Margaret told you what I like bitch? Then show me! If she told you, you know what to do when I make you cum this way. Prove it you no good whore!" Jeanette cried out another orgasm. Then she looked into my eyes. I felt her bore down on my fingers. Then she groaned out loud. I felt the stream before I heard the loud hiss. I felt the hot liquid splash against my fingers. Her eyes grew wide as she looked at me.

"Is this what you wanted, you nasty motherfucker? You wanted to feel my hot piss on your fingers? Will you do me, like you used to do to Margaret and suck my cunt? I want you to Jake. I want you to do to me what you used to do to Margaret. Please Jake! I need it so bad. It's been so long! I don't care what you do to me. Just don't stop! Don't ever stop!"

I couldn't stop the big grin that plastered itself on my face. I used to make Margaret cum just this way. And just to add that touch of humiliation; just to enforce the fact that she belonged to me, I would sometimes force her to pee herself in front of me. That always seemed to turn her on even more. She would do it, but only if I would eat her pussy right after. Her way of forcing me to admit that I belonged to her and her alone.

I pulled Jennie into the living room. Pushing her down on the rug, I ripped her panty from her body. Without hesitation, I dropped to my knees and looked down at her shaved pussy. Her dark swollen pussy lips in a way resembled the lips that Margaret had.

My mouth covered her sloppy wet cunt. I could taste the mixture of her cum and piss. And it was like a magic elixir to my senses. I felt my dick throb and I knew that nothing would stop me from fucking my daughter-in-law.

Jeanette moaned and gasped, as my tongue licked up and down the outside of her pussy lips. Then her moans turned to whimpers as I licked her inner lips. She wiggled and humped her ass up into the air.

"Please Jake! Don't tease me like this."

I felt her hands on my head, trying to direct my tongue to her clit. But I brushed her hands away, and continued to slowly lick all around her tiny nub without touching it.

"Jake! Eat my pussy! Suck my clit! Bite it! Make me cum for you! Don't tease me! Please! Now Jake! Please now! I'll do anything! Just make me cum! Oh you bastard! You're driving me crazy!"

I lifted my head. "Jennie! You're gonna do more than anything. You will do everything! Just like Margaret used to do, you will do whatever I want you to do."

I eased higher, until the tip of my dick touched her pussy lips. I pressed until I felt the head part her swollen lips. Jeanette pushed up to work me inside, but I eased back. Her eyes pleaded with me to complete her. I smiled at her, then with a lunge I speared her pussy hard.

Jeanette's eyes grew wide. She hadn't realized how big I was, or her pussy had tightened from non-use by her husband. Whatever! Her pleasure turned to pain, and she tried to push me off.

"Jake! It's too big. Oh god Jake! Take it out! It hurts! Oh! Oh! Please! Not so hard!"

But it had been too long since I had felt the pleasures of a woman. Instead of slowing down or going gentler, I fucked her harder. "Take it Jeanette! It will hurt for a bit, but you'll get used to it. I promise! Just take it for now! I need this! I need this so bad."

And like I had told her, in a few moments, she had juiced enough and her pussy had adjusted to take my shaft. Her pleas turned to moans, her moans to whimpers. And her whimpers soon turned to words.

"Oh Jake! Yes Jake! Fuck me! Damn! You're so fuckin big! Shove that long fat dick up my pussy. Fuck me! Fuck me good! It's been so long! Your tongue was making me crazy. Oh fuck! I've wanted to feel you fucking me ever since Margaret started telling me about you. She knew it. She knew I would want to fuck you. She wanted me to fuck you."

And fuck her I did. With abandon! With pleasure! With need! All too soon, I felt that swelling in my dick. I was gonna cum! And I knew that I didn't want to take it out of her when I did. "Tell me that you're on the pill! I want to shot my cum deep inside your pussy! But we can't take a chance on you getting pregnant. Oh you bitch! I'm gonna cum so hard!"

Jeanette hugged me tighter and humped her pussy hard to meet my thrust. "Give it to me Jake! Let it go! Give me all your hot cum! I want it! I need to feel it shooting off in me! Oh! Oh! I'm Cumming too! Oh Jake! Jake! Jake! Jake!Jake!Jake!Jake! Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh! Now! Please now!"

With that, I exploded inside her. I felt her pussy muscles tighten and spasm around my dick. Damn but she had good muscle control. Her pussy throbbed and rippled along my shaft, milking me of every drop! When we finished, we just lay there panting. Then I rolled off her and lay on my back. I felt the tears come then and didn't stop them.

I lay there crying, missing my Margaret like I hadn't in months. And I felt Jeanette's arms slip around me. "Let it out Jake. It's ok! I miss her too! She was my best friend."

We lay like that for a while. Then I slowly sat up. It felt like I had been washed and a weight had eased off me. I turned and looked down at Jeanette. She was my daughter-in-law, and yet, she had become so much more in just these few minutes. Well! It was more than a few minutes. We had been at it for about an hour. She smiled up at me.

"I'm yours Jake! I'll become whatever you want me to be! Whatever you need me to be! I want this Jake. She knew that I would want this. She knew that you would need this. Oh Jake! I never felt so alive. Not even when we were first married, did Bradley ever make me feel this way! Teach me Jake! Teach me to be what you want me to be."

I took her to my bed. The bed that Margaret and I had shared for so many years. I didn't fuck her. We made love. I was slow and gentle with her. This seemed to turn her on even more. Jeanette cried out her orgasms again and again.

Finally, she begged me to stop. She said that her pussy was swollen and sore. "Margaret warned me that you could go forever. I didn't believe her then, but I sure believe her now! Damn Jake! I've never been fucked like that!" We took a shower together, and she dressed in a sweat suit that she kept at the house. But we both knew that we would have a chance to enjoy each other over and over again.