Join the best erotica focused adult social network now
Login

Frustration and Relief

"Sexual frustration leads Bill and his daughter-in law Becky into a steamy affair."

49
13 Comments 13
56.8k Views 56.8k
6.6k words 6.6k words
Famous Story
I laid back in a patio chair under the bright summer sun and yawned. My wife Eva was away on business so I was on my own for the next week. The house and yard work were done for the weekend, so it seemed like a perfect opportunity to kick back and relax.

The sound of footsteps on the stairs from the upper floor reminded me that I was not totally alone. Our house was a huge old two storey with the upper floor converted into an apartment. The current inhabitants of that apartment were our daughter-in-law Becky and her two children.

Keith, our rather reckless and immature son, had left Becky for some fiery young lady he met through work. He and his paramour now lived a thousand miles away from us. Eva and I were just as upset with him as Becky. When our daughter-in-law realized that keeping up the house payments was going to be a problem, we were more than happy to let her live rent-free with us until she got her life back into shape.

“Thanks, Bill,” Becky said brightly, hugging me from behind and laying a moist kiss on my cheek.

“Whoa, girl. What’s that for?” I said in surprise.

Releasing me, she sat down in the chair next to mine.

“I talked to your lawyer friend yesterday. She’s going to get started on the paperwork on Monday. Six months is long enough to wait for Keith to come to his senses,” she responded.

“Excellent. I’m glad Carol can help you. She’s a hell of a good lawyer. Did the incorporation work for my first business and I’ve been using her ever since.”

“I need a favour, Bill. Another one, that is,” Becky went on.

“Fire away,” I replied with a shrug. “Always glad to help out my favorite daughter-in-law.”

“I’m your only daughter-in-law,” she pointed out.

“And I would like it to stay that way but that seems like wishful thinking now,” I said wryly.

Becky giggled.

“I know you’re not as comfortable with the kids as Eva but I really, badly need a sitter tonight. Could you do it? This came up late and my regular sitters were already committed,” she explained.

“What’s up?” I asked.

Becky blushed a little.

“A date. Maybe,” she answered hesitantly. “I ran into a guy that I dated back before I met Keith. He asked me if I wanted to have dinner with him.”

“Excellent! Getting back in the saddle is good medicine for you, I think. And if you have someone, that just turns the screws on Keith some more,” I responded with a wink.

“So you’ll do it? I’ll make sure they’re bathed and changed for bed before I go. You just have to keep an eye on them, help with their bedtime snack, and make sure they go to bed on time.”

“I think I can handle that, my dear. Just let me know when you go and I’ll come up,” I affirmed with a smile.

“Terrific. Thanks again, Bill.”

Becky gave me another quick hug and kiss, then was gone back up to her apartment. I sighed and closed my eyes. I was trying not to think about how much I had enjoyed those hugs and kisses. The thought of my daughter-in-law’s lips on my skin and her body close to mine was an almost unbearable one.

To be honest, I had lusted after Becky since the first time that Keith brought her home to meet us. She was a small woman and very pretty. A bit of a fitness nut, Becky kept her slender body in top trim. Her breasts were small and shapely, perfectly suited to her slight frame. Even a glimpse of them through a bathing suit or low-cut top sent little thrills of excitement through me.

To top it all off, my daughter-in-law had an incorrigibly cheerful demeanour. In fact, she was probably the brightest, perkiest human being I had ever met. The night that Keith bailed on her was one of the few times I had ever seen Becky really down.

While I had historically gone for darker, curvier women like Eva, something about Becky excited and aroused me beyond all reason. I knew that lusting after my son’s wife was a bad idea but fantasies had nonetheless danced through my head over the years. Recently, with Keith out of the picture and some marital woes of my own, they had become more vivid and frequent.

With a yawn, I checked the time and saw that the afternoon was wearing on. I needed to get some dinner and do a couple small errands before it was time to babysit my grandchildren. Getting up off the chair, I wandered inside. My rather lusty mind was still replaying the feeling of Becky’s soft lips on my cheek.

When Becky came home that night, I was out on the patio again. It was past ten and the kids had been asleep for a couple hours already. The night was hot and muggy; the kind of weather that I absolutely hate. Neither our rooms on the main floor nor Becky’s apartment had central air, just window conditioners in the bedrooms. To escape the heat, I had stripped to my boxers and retreated outside for some relief.

The only light came from my kitchen so I could not see Becky clearly in the darkness. However, I had seen what she wore to dinner when she left earlier. The image was burned, and burning, in my mind. It was a red dress with a short skirt that showed off plenty of leg. In my fantasies, there was a skimpy lace thong under that skirt but I could not know for sure. The top of the dress was a halter that left her back and arms bare and showed off her breasts beautifully. Becky had put on a minimum of makeup, which was her usual style. Her pretty, girlish features didn’t need a lot of makeup.

“How were the kids?” Becky said in a rather flat tone as she slumped into the chair next to mine.

“Good. They’re always good for Grandpa,” I answered.

“I know. They love having you two around,” she responded, perking up a bit.

“Miss their Dad, though,” I observed.

“You can tell, eh?”

I nodded.

“How was your dinner or date or whatever it was?” I asked.

Becky let out a mournful sigh, which was not a good sign.

“Dinner was delicious. We went to Rio North,” she said with little enthusiasm.

“Nice place,” I agreed, “So what went wrong? You certainly don’t sound like someone who just had a successful date.”

“Rich is as nice a guy as I remember from high school,” Becky began with a sigh, “But the reason he asked to have dinner with me was so he could update me on some important news.”

“Which was?” I asked expectantly.

She sighed again.

“He came out to his family and friends last year. He’s gay,” she answered, sounding close to tears.

I reached over and stroked Becky’s arm sympathetically.

“Isn’t there a joke that all the good ones are either taken or gay?” I asked.

“It’s not a joke right now,” Becky said, her voice rising a bit, “I was so hoping to restart something with him. To relieve some of my frustration if nothing else.”

“Frustration?” I said quizzically.

“I haven’t had sex in months. My fingers and toys just aren’t cutting it anymore.”

The bluntness of Becky’s words startled me but the situation sounded painfully familiar. I sighed and looked over at my daughter-in-law.

“You know what? I haven’t had a good lay in almost two years,” I told her quietly.

“Seriously? You and Eva aren’t doing it?” Becky asked, incredulity in her voice.

“Nope. She had some health issues and decided sex was no longer healthy or enjoyable for her. Told me I could get it elsewhere if I really needed it,” I explained.

“And did you?”

“I tried escorts. A couple of them were kind of fun but paying for sex just didn’t ring my bell,” I replied sadly.

“I guess it would be different from being with someone you actually knew and cared about,” Becky agreed.

We fell silent, both staring out into the darkness. Then I felt a touch on my arm. After a moment, I realized that it was Becky’s fingers. They were moving over my skin, lightly stroking me. The touching was very erotic. My cock stirred a little.

“Becky?” I asked quietly.

“Yes?” she answered.

“That feels nice,” I said.

I had intended to ask her to stop but it hadn’t come out that way. We were silent again as my daughter-in-law continued to caress me. Then she got up from her chair and stood over me.

“Bill, you need it and I need it. Why not each other?” Becky blurted out.

I looked up at my daughter-in-law in surprise.

“What do you mean?” I asked, both afraid of and elated by the answer that I expected.

“You are a very handsome guy, Bill,” she responded, slowly getting down to her knees, “And I’ve seen how you look at me at times. Maybe we can give each other some … relief.”

Her hands eased my knees apart and caressed the insides of my thighs. My cock started to harden, threatening to pop out of my boxers at any time.

“Are you suggesting that you and I have sex? With each other?” I asked in surprise.

Becky giggled. Her fingers slipped into the open fly of my boxers to lightly caress my penis. It twitched and hardened more in response.

“Maybe we can start with something simple to release our tension and then see where it goes from there,” she suggested.

“What did you have in mind?” I asked, still surprised by the touch of her fingers on my penis.

Becky answered by pulling my cock from the confines of my shorts. Her tongue licked it all over, circling the head and running up and down the shaft.

“Becky, are you sure you want this?” I said nervously, not sure if I really wanted what was coming or not.

Without a word of response, my daughter-in-law closed her lips around my cock. Gently sucking it, she took me further into her mouth. It was a heavenly feeling. Eva had never been fond of giving oral, so fellatio had been a pretty rare thing in my sex life. This was by far the best I had ever received.

“Oh Becky! That is so good,” I moaned, stroking her hair with my fingers.

My cock was now deep in Becky’s mouth, almost in her throat. I sat up and gripped her head with my hands. Holding my daughter-in-law’s head steady, I moved my hips a little to fuck her mouth as she increased the suction. My orgasm rose rapidly. I fell back against the chair with a groan as pleasure exploded from my loins and washed over my body. With each wave, my cock pumped semen into Becky’s throat. She swallowed it and kept sucking me until it was over.

After we spent a few minutes catching our breath, I sat up and looked down at Becky. She was still kneeling in front of me on the patio deck.

“Guess I owe you an orgasm, my dear,” I said, reaching out to stroke her hair. “Let’s switch.”

Smiling, Becky got up. She hiked up her skirt and slipped off her panties. They were pink bikini briefs rather than the thong I’d envisioned. Hardly mattered. The fact that she was taking them off was far sexier than the underpants themselves anyway.

Tossing the briefs into her empty chair, Becky took my place. I knelt in front of my daughter-in-law and began caressing her long, slender legs. I pressed my lips to her left knee in a gentle kiss, then repeated on the right. I followed that by laying a trail of kisses up the inside of her right thigh.

When I reached the top of her thigh, her slit was barely visible in the darkness with her pubic hair just a shadow above it. I licked the soft petals of her opening, tasting her on my tongue. Sliding my tongue up to the top, I gently teased her clitoris.

As I licked around Becky’s sensitive little button, I gently penetrated her with a middle finger. Her wetness surrounded my digit. Inside, I moved my finger the way Eva used to like it, massaging that special spot just inside. Becky gasped and I was afraid I was hurting her.

“You okay, Becks?” I asked, starting to pull out.

“I’m fine. Don’t stop. That was wonderful,” she replied.

Satisfied that I had it right, I went back to work. Easing my finger back inside, I massaged my daughter-in-law’s G spot while using my tongue on her clitoris more directly and roughly than before. I used my lips, too, to kiss and lightly suck it. Becky was breathing hard and playing with her tits as I continued to lavish attention on her pussy.

“Oh, God, Bill,” she finally gasped out softly.

Warm fluid ran out over my fingers as her body tensed and shook. I lapped it up eagerly, enjoying the taste of Becky’s cum. Then I pulled my finger out and offered it to Becky to lick clean.

“That was amazing,” she said breathlessly.

“Glad to be of service,” I responded, getting up from the patio floor.

“Keith needs to get some lessons from you. He has no idea how to do that properly.”

“I think he has bigger issues with you right now than not knowing how to eat your pussy.”

Becky giggled softly.

“I want more, Bill,” she said after a minute.

“More? After that orgasm?” I asked, shaking my head.

“A finger is not a cock. I need to be filled up,” Becky responded.

“I am not very hard right now, I’m afraid.”

“Let’s go up to my room and work on that, shall we?”

Smiling, I helped her out of the chair and followed her up the stairs.

Reaching Becky’s bedroom, I watched with fascination as she stripped off her dress. I had seen my daughter-in-law in skimpy swimsuits enough times to have a good sense of what she looked like naked. Seeing her stripping for me was something else, though. Her small breasts had a bit of sag but were still pretty firm and perky given that she had nursed two children. The nipples and aureoles were large and a dark pink. Between her thighs, the dark blonde patch of pubic hair was a bit unruly but I rather liked women who were natural in that way.

Becky lay down on one side of the bed with a sexy smile on her lips.

“Going to join me?” she said, patting the bed beside her.

“Like I need an invitation,” I answered.

Slipping off my boxers, I lay down beside her. Soon I was on my back with Becky on top of me. She pressed her mouth on to mine. Her tongue slid past my lips to touch my own. Placing my hands on my daughter-in-law’s back, I caressed her as we engaged in a series of long, sultry French kisses. As we made out, Becky’s naked body moved against mine, a sensation that aroused me incredibly. My cock swelled back to life.

Becky stopped kissing me. Slowly, she crawled down my body, brushing her erect nipples against my skin. Both the sight and the sensation were very erotic. Reaching my erect cock, Becky lay down over it with it pressed between her breasts. Slowly, she rubbed my erection between them. I closed my eyes to just enjoy that feeling. I moved my hips a little to rub back against her. Becky’s breasts were soon replaced by her lips as she kissed along the length of my cock before sucking it a little.

When Becky stopped sucking me, I opened my eyes to see her crawling up beside me on all fours. She smiled at me.

“I’m ready, Bill. Can you take me like this?”

Smiling back at her, I got up to kneel behind Becky.

“Like it doggie, do you?” I asked, giving her ass a little slap.

“Best way, I think,” my daughter-in-law answered.

Pressing the head of my cock against her wet opening, I slid it inside. She was not as tight as I had expected and my cock went in easily. I began fucking her with long slow strokes, playing with her firm, sexy ass I did.

“Oh, yeah,” Becky moaned. “Harder, baby. Fuck my wet little cunt harder.”

Her dirty talk both surprised and aroused me. I did as she asked, thrusting harder and faster into her body. Sliding a hand under her, I began rubbing her engorged clitoris with a fingertip. Her juices ran out around my cock and her moans escalated to a soft cry as her vagina pulsed around my cock. That sent me over the edge. I kept pumping her pussy as my cock erupted inside, filling her with semen.

We collapsed on the bed and crawled into each other’s arms.

I awoke in my own bed the next morning. Becky and I had agreed that it would not be good for...

To continue reading this story you must be a member.

Join Now
Published 
Written by Anonymous
Loved the story?
Show your appreciation by tipping the author!

Get Free access to these great features

  • Create your own custom Profile
  • Share your erotic stories with the community
  • Curate your own reading list and follow authors
  • Enter exclusive competitions
  • Chat with like minded people
  • Tip your favourite authors

Comments