Mark's Parents

I laid in bed as Mark finished placing what he told me were deed paper his parents had him look over. Then he placed the envelope onto a final envelope he made up of photos and me and himself in various stages of undress and eroticism. Then he came to bed and we made love before falling to sleep.

I awoke in the morning alone in bed, Mark’s indentation in the memory foam already smoothing out. I got out of bed and made my way into the kitchen where I found a freshly brewed pot of coffee and an already made English muffin with a piece of turkey bacon and scrambled egg on it. On top of it a note that it could be reheated in the microwave for 10 seconds.

I had just sat down with my breakfast sandwich and a cup of coffee when the front door opened and Mark came in. He came into the kitchen and immediately got himself a cup of coffee after coming over to kiss me on the forehead.

Without thinking I asked Mark if he returned his parent’s envelope, which he assured me he did and also told me that he delivered the final envelope to a community mail box that the city had gone to to save on mail deliveries. I asked him didn’t he have to address the envelope to make us who received it and Mark once again assured me that he did address it.

Then he joined me and handed me the front section of the morning paper and as we had done for the last ten years we settled in reading in silence, slurping coffee and chewing. I finished well before Mark did and was up at the sink, loading the dirty dishes into the dishwasher when the doorbell on the front door began chiming.

“I’ll get it since I’m already up!” Going through the living room tying my robe tighter around myself. Still the way my breasts jutted out the nylon material of my robe didn’t do anything to hide that I had a fair size chest. At the door I peeked out the side of the right door window and was shocked to see my mother-in-law and father-in-law standing there just in track suits.

I immediately opened the door and invited them in after kissing them each as they walked by me. Helen didn’t waste time, going right into the kitchen and I heard her talking with Mark after kissing him hello. Meanwhile I was left with Frank who was basically undressing me with his eyes once again. I still remember the first time I met them when Mark took me home to meet them.

For some reason Mark and his mom went into the kitchen and I was left alone with Frank who took the opportunity to move closer and wrap his arms around me and pulled me into a kiss. But it wasn’t that that bothered me, it was when Frank’s left hand dropped onto my left ass cheek and he squeezed it making me get even closer to him, so I felt his hard-on pressing into my right thigh.

I pulled away from him just before Mark and his mom came into the room. The rest of the night I got the feeling that Frank wanted to get to know me more intimately than I cared for him to know me. Then around nine PM, Mark collected our coats and we bid his parents goodbye.

To this day I have never told Mark what happened that night nor did I have plans to do so today! Too bad Frank had a few different ideas in mind.