Kiss and Tale

Vivian and Marco didn't hit off on our first introduction. She never even acknowledged my presence or shook my hand. Vivian was a hard case in comparison with her daughter whom I married. Gina was a natural submissive while Viv a dominant master, but visually and emotionally I became sexually attracted to her. Vivian was a platinum blond Italian, with links to the famaliga. She had been married twice with a live-in boyfriend, Carlo. She was 4" taller than Gina and high maintenance in designer everything. I was only 10 years younger than Vivian and 7 years older than her daughter. Perhaps I was tiring of an everyday submissive fuck and was falling back on my formative years of maturity in women.

Vivian was rather giving once I became included in the familiga. She commanded she be the center of attention and her chair at the head of the table. She had been knocked up early in life and Ginas father felt he was set-up to which such tale Vivian laughed. Vivian was a success story materialistically, owning a jewelry store and restaurant, but conniving with a hard business sense. She viewed her new son-in-law as trailer park material, another come on for me personally. Despite being a former jock, college educated combat vet, none of that mattered to Vivian and she would hear no tales about Marcos accomplishments. Viv lived in the present, and desired material things. She had wanted much more for her daughter than a window washing husband. Through it all, there became sexual tension between us for I ignored all her wants and commands to obey.

It all came to a Head thru a fling in part, because Vivian demanded we live with her after marriage. An upfront and close look at Vivian every day, turned me on. She had found Marco a new job through her connections. The maturity of Vivian thru her days at beauty shops, shopping, her nylons, pedicured feet and anklet began to wear and tear at Marco with his little wife nearby wearing short maternity dress's, pouting and eating chips. Vivian was filthy, cold as ice and she didn't seem to be getting daily dick from Carlo, her put upon boyfriend who waitered in her restaurant. Wasn't a bad gig for Carlo nor Marco living in an expansive home in the Hollywood Hills with a pool, thanks to Viv's giving nature and cold fleshy success. Marco became driven to fuck her just once.

I arrived at the house one day to find Carlo's belongings strewn across the drive-way. Vivian had thrown him out, and I wondered if this might be my fate? It wouldn't as long as I was married to her daughter. Gina, while laughing about it all, told me it was because of Carlo's tale he had shared with me. Carlo had shared a sex-tale about my wife years ago, I in turn shared it with my wife and she told Vivian. I now feeling a snitch within the mob, wondered about my survival? What I found was a wonderful world between two women, totally different women and sex at my disposal. Marco was now the man of the house, and it all just fell in my lap like Vivian.

Arriving at the house after work on a Friday night around 11pm, Gina was sitting on the couch, watching tv in a maternity dress and non-chalantly asked me to go pick up her mom at the Altoona Grill. She was apparently drunk and had called several times for a ride. Being the chivalrous kind of guy, I drove 20 miles across LA to rescue Vivian. I found her sitting at the bar, drinking between 3 men who had desires upon her body. Viv was sitting there with a vodka martini and cigarette in a short red, lacy dress up her thighs with her red sling back designer heels laying beneath her. I put my hand on her bare shoulder thru spaghetti straps and found a loving and happy Viv to greet me. "This is my new son-in-law!" I was hardly new, 7 months of marriage and a knocked up wife. The three men were annoyed, dashing the hopes of getting in Vivians panties, but I had the feeling at least one had been there before. Vivian refused to leave before I had a perrier with her, she was gripping my waist tighter than my grip around her shoulders. Time was up and she struggled to walk out of the grill and down the long ramp with torches. I picked her up and carried her similar to Gina on our wedding day. She lost a heel, but I continued with her kicking her feet and laughing, she began to kiss my neck as I dropped into the passenger side. I went back and grabbed her hi heel, tossed it behind her and drove away. Leaning over and rubbing my leg and looking longingly at me, her dress was up around her panties and I noticed those sexy long pedicured bare feet in nylons. I pulled over in Griffith Park and we began to make-out as I reached inside her thigh high nylons and the edge of her panty to feel her furry muff and the lips of her wet pussy for the first time. We began to disrobe and she didn't seem as drunk as she had at the bar. Had I been set-up like Gina's father some 18 years ago? Didn't matter at this point, with a butt-naked milf in my front seat and an erect hard on. Stiff dicks have no concience. She was fucking me, not me her, as we grinded and she sucked on my neck in the passenger side. This was pre-bucket seats and easy. Vivian had freckles around the top of her well developed melons and I sucked on them alternatly with her perfectly orange nipples while she banged me out. Reaching orgasm she dug her nails into my shoulders and pulled back in ecstasy. One of the hotter fucks I have ever felt. Time to finish up for myself and I turned her around to view her in the front windshield while fondling her titties and dropping a full load in her.

Vivian demanded I stop at a service station to clean up, and I watched her run barefoot to the lavatory and again felt her intoxicated state was an act. She fell asleep with her head in my lap and I thot about bringing my cock out for a blow job.

Carrying her into the house like our wedding day, I was met at the front door by Gina, and "you're my hero Marco!" I felt a little guilty about that, for I still had her to fuck tonite. Gina noticed her missing nylons and heels and I told her I got there late I guess?

Vivian slept till noon the next day, showered and I encountered her in the big bedroom with nothing but a towel around her. "Enjoy taking advantage Marco!" I told her I rescued her and she laughed. She dropped the towel and there were those enormous melons, "nothing you haven't seen before, right Marco?" Right! I was now back to her subservient son-in-law, for the time. She needed me, and I needed her. I love her to this day.

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