11 comments/ 217272 views/ 67 favorites A Mother-in-Law Snared By: AStropirate "Carol, I'm home," cried Matt Taylor as he deposited his briefcase on the floor of the hall. "We're in the kitchen," came Carol's reply. 'We? Damn, that bitch is here.' thought Matt. He was referring to Carol's mother, Angela. She had made no secret of her dislike of Matt and she never missed an opportunity to give him a hard time. He went into the kitchen and kissed his heavily pregnant wife. "Sorry I'm late sweetheart..." "So you should be. Carol's very tired. She shouldn't be on her own." "Stop it mum," said Carol as the tears began to flow from her eyes. Matt held his wife as she wept on his shoulder. "I think you should go Ange, before we both say something we regret." Angela looked at her son with a combination of anger and hatred. She then kissed her daughter. "I'll see you tomorrow, love," she said and left without another word. "Oh Matt, I'm so sorry about mum. I just don't understand why she's like this." "Now Carol. You know what your dad and the other doctors said. You're not to get stressed. Besides, mothers are supposed to be nasty," he laughed. "Oh I do love you Matt." "And I love you sweetheart. Now what's for tea?" Despite making little of the incident with his mother, Matt was beginning to despair of the constant arguments. He found it amazing the contrast between Angela and her husband, Dan Leech. Dan was a total gentleman. He was the local GP. Both Matt and Dan got on well together. They partnered each other frequently in golf. Matt and Carol had been married for just over a year. He was twenty-seven and Carol was twenty-five. Matt was an accountant and Carol worked in the local council until her maternity leave. *** A few days later, while he was working in his office, Matt received a phone call from his very good friend, Jim Daniels. Jim was manager of the Electronics factory in Littlemoore, Surrey. It was also where Angela worked as part time bookkeeper. Jim asked Matt to call to the factory on his way home. Matt noted the concern in Jim's voice but couldn't get anything out of him. When he arrived at the factory the receptionist led him to Jim's office. "Thank you Denise. You can go now. I'll lock up." "Ok Mr Daniels." came the young woman's reply. Matt sat in the seat offered. "So what's so urgent you had to call me Jim?" Jim took a deep breathe and sighed. "I really don't know how to tell you this Matt..." "Look Jim, we've been friends a long time. Just spit it out." "Ok. There's a discrepancy in the accounts and I just can't reconcile the figures." For a moment Matt was silent and finally spoke. "You mean Angela's been dipping her hand in the till?" "I didn't say that Matt. I just don't know," said Jim defensively. "Take it easy Jim. How much of a discrepancy?" "Well so far it's about ten thousand but that's only going back a few weeks." "Do you mind if I have a look?" "I don't know Matt. The books are confidential." "Jim, I'm an accountant. What ever goes on here is accountant- client confidence." Jim got up and went to the next room. He returned with the books and handed them to Matt. After phoning Carol to let her know he would be late Matt meticulously went through the accounts. After several hours of scrutiny and many cups of coffee, Matt raised his head and lay back in the big leather chair. He rubbed his eyes as he looked skywards. Then he looked at Jim. "Ok. This is the situation. The total shortfall is just over twenty-five thousand pounds." Jim looked at Matt in shock. "I know it's not a great deal of money Matt, but..." "It's still embezzlement," finished Matt. "Well, what are we going to do?" "What would you normally do?" "We'd fire Angela and have an investigation that would likely lead to prison." "Then that's exactly what you should do." "But Matt, she's your mother." "Ordinarily I'd say just go ahead Jim but with Carol expecting I don't want anything to cause her stress. Her father is a good man too. I don't his name dragged through the mud." Matt thought for a moment. "I'll tell you what I'll do. I'll issue a cheque for the difference. I'll also take the books and work on them over the weekend. What do you say?" "Angela can't come back here Matt." "No problem. I'll take care of Angela. I'll send someone over from the office to look after your accounts until you replace her Ok?" "That's fine Matt. Thank you." "No Jim. Thank you." Matt placed the books on the back seat and drove home with a smile of triumph on his face. *** The following Monday Carol went to the hospital for her check up. Her father drove her and Angela waited with Matt at his house. As usual, Angela started being petty by passing snide remarks about Matt not being home when Carol needed him. Matt decided to ignore her continued to read the paper. Finally Matt couldn't take it anymore. He threw the paper to the ground and stood up, startling Angela in the process. "Now you listen to me, you arrogant bitch..." "How dare?..." "I said, shut the fuck up. I wasn't going to tell you. I wanted you to find out yourself." "Find out what?" asked Angela nervously. "Tomorrow Jim Daniels will call you to the office and let you know you've been fired." "Why?" stuttered Angela. "Twenty-five thousand pounds, Ange. That's how much you embezzled." "I-I don't know what you're talking about..." "Don't give me that fake look of Innocence, Ange. I had a look at the books. Jim Daniels is screaming for his money and he's determined to see you in prison." "Prison?" Embezzlement is a crime, Ange." For a moment Angela was silent. "Please Matt, help me. For Carol's sake if for no other reason." "You should of thought of that before you turned to stealing, Ange." "Please, I beg you. I'll do anything," responded Angela as the tears. Despite the fact Angela was forty-eight she was still quite attractive. She was slim with large breasts. Matt said nothing. He simply moved closer to Angela and without warning cupped her breasts with his hands and began to squeeze them through her white blouse. "Are you out of your mind? Get your hands off me." screamed Angela in shock. "Ok, please yourself but you better have a good story for Dan when he comes back. I wonder how you're going to explain the jail term?" "I won't do it. Do you hear me? I won't. I'm you're mother..." "Don't remind me." Matt went back to the living room and resumed reading his paper in silence. However, I smiled inwardly because for all her gusto, Matt knew Angela was trapped. He continued to remain silent even when she pretended to be civil and jovial. As he expected, the sight of Dan driving the car in made Angela fall on her knees. "Please Matt, help me. I'll do anything. I swear," she cried in panic. Matt put his hand on her chin and made her look up. "I'll have a word with your boss. Remember Ange, you owe me big time." Nothing more was said. Matt and Angela welcomed Carol home and pretended nothing happened. Although Carol noticed Angela was much more civil to Matt she didn't really pay any heed to it. *** At lunch time the following day Matt called to Angela's house. Normally when she saw him coming Angela would spitefully not answer the door but now desperate, she opened it anxiously and Matt just breezed passed her. He turned to her. "Ok, Jim won't press charges so long as you pay back the money." "But I don't have that sort of money, Matt," responded Angela in alarm. "Well, I guess its prison then," replied Matt. "Please Matt. There must be something you can do." "Why the hell should I?" came Matt's response in mock anger, knowing full well what he intended to do. "Please Matt, for Carol's sake." "Remember you said you'd do anything?" "Yes, yes. Anything, I swear it." "Take off your clothes." For a moment Angela was silent with shock. "You're crazy..." "Crazy am I? I'm not the one caught stealing from my boss, Ange" "I was right. You never loved Carol." This angered Matt. "Believe it or not Ange; it's because I love her that I'm doing this. Ordinarily I'd help send you to prison but I don't want Carol upset or stressed. The other thing is I have a great regard for Dan and the last thing I want is his name being disgraced. You owe me twenty-five thousand pounds and you have no way of paying it back. What's worse is you're out of a job with no prospect of getting another. Now I'm putting an offer on the table. Make up your fucking mind." As ridiculous as Matt's logic sounded Angela knew she had just lost the argument. She looked into Matt's eyes to see any sign of reprieve but there was none. She felt humiliated as she began to undress. It never entered her mind that she would be forced to strip in front of her son. Her white blouse was first to go, followed by her navy skirt. She hesitated as she stood in her plain white underwear. "Everything Ange," said Matt in a demanding tone. Angela reluctantly complied. She covered her breasts and pussy. "Put your hands down by your sides," Matt shouted. Angela did so unwillingly. Matt looked her up and down. Despite Angela's age her legs were quite smooth. She had a neat pussy bust and her breasts were large and very firm. "You're almost as beautiful as your daughter," grinned Matt. "You bastard," screamed Angela. "I can be on occasion but Ange; you're a self made woman. In the bitch stakes you take first prize. Now lay down on the settee. As Angela did as she was told her son stripped rapidly and mounted her. Matt kissed Angela with passion and began to work down her body kissing, licking and sucking as he went. His touch made Angela's body shudder with excitement. She tried to muffle her moans as he proceeded down her neck and to her bare shoulders but found it impossible as she released small pitched sighs with each of Matt's movements. "Aaah," sighed Angela as her son's mouth engulfed her right breast and began to suck, lick and nibble alternately. Her pleasure was doubled as Matt dived into the deep valley between her breasts and eventually made his way to her left breast to continue her pleasure. Matt now made his way down Angela's body as she continued to moan with satisfaction. Eventually he made his way to her pussy and drilling through her pussy lips, he began to lash her clit with relish. "Oh my God," cried Angela several times. At last she could feel her love juices starting to gather. However this wonderful sensation almost turned anticlimactic as Matt with drew his tongue. It was only momentarily as he inserted his hardened cock and began to pound his mother. His movement, slow at first, increased in pace with each stroke and despite herself, Angela's body reacted positively as they settled into a mutually satisfying rhythm. Their breathing became deeper and deeper and slowly they could feel their sexual pleasure building. Angela's juices were beginning to gather pace again and Matt was close to cumming. They struggled to maximise their pleasure but finally they orgsmed together, releasing sighs of relief and satisfaction as they did so. After several moments in which they gathered their thoughts Matt spoke up. "Well we better get cleaned up before I go back home." He pulled Angela up from the settee and dragged her to the shower. He pushed her in and the steamy jets of water cascaded against her naked flesh. Matt stood behind her and soaped her breasts. Despite the fact that he had already orgasmed the sensation of his body touching Angela's smooth skin made his cock hard again. This time he drove it deep into her arse and plundered it mercilessly. However Matt resigned himself to the fact that he would not orgasm again. Nonetheless he wasn't going to let Angela off as he swung her around forced her to her knees. He pushed his cock deep into her mouth. Angela tried to pull away as she found the taste repulsive. "Suck it, you bitch," demanded Matt as he gripped her hair and made her bob in and out. Fearing she'd suffocate, Angela reluctantly obeyed. Matt looked down and smiled at the naked mother sucking his cock. Not so long ago she had been bitchy and demanding but now she was being humiliated. Matt pushed her away. "Ok, that's enough." He got out and began dry himself. Matt turned to Angela who was still kneeling with the jets of water splashing about her. "You know you're out of a job, don't you?" Angela simply nodded in shame. "I've arranged for you to work at my firm as my 'personal' secretary. You'll do the same hours so Dan won't have to know on less you want to tell him." Angela shuddered, noticing his emphasis on 'personal.' "You start next Monday. Wear sexy underwear and shave that pussy. You'll soon learn who really is the boss." Matt said no more. He simply dressed and left the house. Angela wept bitterly wondering just what she had gotten herself into. *** Matt arrived at the firm just after nine and found Angela sitting at the secretary's desk outside his office. He put his briefcase on the desk and opened. He handed Angela a handful of papers. "These reports need be typed up before lunch." "Ok," responded Angela. Matt looked at her with an expression of anger. "That's yes, Mr Taylor." "Yes, Mr Taylor," said Angela repentantly. "My office. Now!" Matt yelled. Angela followed Matt into the office terrified of what might happen next. Matt swung around and for a moment seemed to survey his mother as she stood in her grey business suit jacket and matching skirt that was several inches above her knees. He nodded in approval. "Bend over that chair," said Matt, pointing to the chair in front of his desk. Angela was about to ask why then thought it better not to. She meekly obeyed. Matt lifted her skirt and pulled down her black lace knickers. The sight of them and the tops of her black stockings, which Matt had also instructed her to wear pleased him and made him smile. It also made him hard. All Angela could think of was that Matt was about to finish off what he had started when they were in the shower. What happened next took Angela completely by surprise as her bare arse felt the force of the paddle Matt had extracted from the door of hid desk. Whack! Whack! Whack!. Angela muffled her screams not wanting anyone outside knowing of her humiliation. Matt rubbed her soreness and then seemed to try and prise her arse cheeks apart. He then inserted his hardened cock and began to pound her hard. Just like before each stroke was faster than the last one. Finally and to Angela's relief there was burning sensation as Matt's cum exploded inside her. He withdrew his cock and grabbing Angela's hair, forced his mother to her knees. "Now clean my cock with your tongue." Reluctantly Angela obeyed and began to lick the cum from Matt's cock. "That's it bitch. Come on, like my balls." Again Angela did as ordered and Matt moaned with satisfaction as she did so. At last he pushed her away. "Ok, that's enough. Now get down to the canteen and get me a coffee and a chicken sandwich. "Yes, Mr Taylor," responded Angela obediently. Angela rushed to the ladies room to clean up before going to the canteen. The same ritual continued every morning. Matt only spanked Angela though if he felt she questioned his authority. *** A few days later there was a knock at the door and Angela walked in. "Mr Preston would like to see you, Mr Taylor," she said respectfully. "Show him in," responded Matt with authority. Harry Preston was a twenty-two year old employee at the firm and was due to marry in a few weeks time. Matt extended his hand. "Harry, good to see you. Sit down. All excited about the big day?" Harry blushed. "Well, yes and no, Matt..." Harry stopped. "What's the problem?" Harry hesitated. "Well, you'll laugh at me." Matt put a serious face on. "I promise Harry, I won't laugh." Harry stood up. He turned his back as if to leave and then swung around, having plucked up his courage. "Matt, I've never done it before. You know?.,.." Matt looked up in astonishment. "You mean you're still a virgin?" Harry shook his head as if in shame. "Does Kathy know?" "Oh know Matt." "Well, I'm not laughing." "What am I going to do Matt?" asked Harry in panic. "Well, you're going to calm down for one thing. Then you're going to learn what to do." "How?" Matt didn't answer he simply pressed his intercom. "Come in here, Angela." "Yes, Mr Taylor," Matt's mother responded. Angela stood there passively and with apprehension before the two men. "Angela, I want you and Harry to go to the Portland hotel and I want you to teach him all you know about fucking," said Matt sternly. "I beg your pardon?" uttered Angela in shock. Matt looked at Harry with a smile. "Would you excuse us for a moment, Harry?" "Er, certainly, Matt," responded Harry, leaving the office clearly puzzled. "Get over that chair, Ange." "Please Matt..." "Get over that fucking chair!" yelled Matt. Angela reluctantly did so, knowing full well what was about to happen. She was shocked when Matt lifted her skirt and with sheer brute force literally ripped her sexy knickers from her body. Angela didn't have time to react as the paddle struck her bare arse with an enormous sting. Once again Angela tried to muffle her screams. Matt spanked her five times. "Now get up and head for the hotel and fuck that boy's brains out. Remember Ange, twenty-five thousand pounds or jail. Your choice." Humiliated, Angela obeyed and took Harry to the hotel for sex. When she returned to the office, Angela's arse was still sore as she gently sat in her chair. Worst of all was that she felt naked as she had not replaced her knickers on Matt's orders. *** A week later Dan phoned Matt at the office to tell him that Carol had been taken to hospital. Taking Angela with him, he drove as fast as he could, anxious to see his wife. When they got to the private room Dan was there with his daughter. "How are you sweetheart," asked Matt as he took his wife's hand. "I'm alright. It's just a little high blood pressure." Matt looked up at Dan and he nodded in agreement and smiled. Matt stayed with his wife for several hours with Angela at his side. Dan then came back, having gone on his rounds on the ward. "Matt, why don't you and Angela head home? There's no more you can do here. Carol is in safe hands. I'll be with her, I promise." "You'll call if there's any news?" "Of course," responded Dan, patting his son on the shoulder, reassuringly. Angela kissed her daughter and left with Matt. There was an uneasy silence as Matt drove the car. Angela soon realised he was driving to his own home. She said nothing, fearing another spanking. In the bedroom Matt simply stood and nodded to his mother-in-law. Angela knew exactly what he wanted and she submitted without question as she proceeded to undress. By now her natural inhibitions had vanished as she stood before her son-in-law in the nude. She got into bed without question and waited for her unwanted lover patiently. Matt mounted Angela and despite the fact she was being fucked by her son-in-law, Angela actually had sexual pleasure and satisfaction for the first time in years, although she would never admitted. Exhausted by their sexual exertions, they fell asleep, cradled in each others arms. *** Matt woke with a start. He looked at the luminous clock on the table. Two-thirty am it read. The phone rang again and he scrambled for it. "Ok Dan, I'll be right there. Thanks." "What is it?" asked Angela wearily as she stretched her arms. "Carol's gone into labour." Matt's words acted as a spur to Angela as she suddenly realised what she and her son had been up to. They both rapidly dressed and dashed for the car and Matt drove as fast as he could. A Mother-in-Law Snared Ch. 02 I want to thank all who contacted me about A mother snared with their ideas and suggestions some of which I used in this second chapter. Your feedback is very important and gratefully accepted. Astropirate * It had been three months since Carol had given birth to baby Josh. To her delight the birth of their son seemed to bring reconciliation between Matt and her mother. Angela Leech, Carol's mother, had been a continual thorn in Matt Taylor's side for the first year of his marriage to Carol. She constantly made little of Matt, even though he had a good job and provided for Carol. Nonetheless, Angela made no secret of her dislike of her son. All this changed however when Angela was caught embezzling and Matt came to her rescue, using it to his advantage and making his mother-in-law his personal sex slave as well as his secretary. Indeed, the night Carol went into labour, Matt and Angela were in the throes of wild passionate sex when Dan, Angela's husband, who was also the doctor who delivered Josh, rang to inform him of the news. Now they all doted on the new baby peace had descended on the Taylor household. Angela still hated Matt. She hated him even more now since he trapped her into being his sex slave. She had hoped that the birth of baby Josh would somehow divert Matt's attention. This was only to prove temporary however and instead of a reprieve, Angela was to find herself deeper in Matt's clutches. It all began when Matt had secured a lucrative account for the firm. This was due in no small part to Matt pimping his mother out to the three representatives of the company he had signed up. Angela had been forced to accompany one of these men to a bachelor party for his son. She was forced to strip naked and pleasure each of the young man's friends. She was also forced to have sex and sleep with the son to secure the contract. The second man demanded five straight sex sessions in her own marital bed while her husband was working at the hospital. Finally the third man forced her to have sex with him and his two grown sons in a threesome. Angela feared that refusal meant probable jail and divorce. She also feared and hated being spanked by her son-in-law for disobedience. Matt was driving home with Angela when he decided they should go to Holland's bar to celebrate their success. Having no choice, Angela accompanied her son. Matt drove up to the front of the bar and reached for his wallet. "Damn, I didn't bring enough cash. Wait for me at the bar. I'll be right back." "But..." Just do it Ange. I'll be right back." With that, Matt drove to the ATM at the nearby bank, leaving his mother standing outside the bar. Shyly she entered the bar. All the seats, except those at the bar were taken up. Reluctantly, she sat on one of the high stools and ordered a martini. Angela wished her grey skirt wasn't so short but Matt had demanded she wear them. She refused to cross her long smooth legs, knowing it would expose her stocking tops. Most of the customers were young men in their early twenties. Angela became aware of a group of six young men, all of whom were bearded and wore almost identical leather outfits. It was obvious to her that she was being discussed. Angela kept looking at her watch every few moments. 'Where the hell is that bastard.' she thought. As the time slowly passed Angela became increasingly nervous. Then of the young men strolled over. "Hi baby. Haven't seen you in here before," he said. His companions laughed. "I-I'm waiting for someone," Angela responded nervously. "Aren't we all?" said the young man with a laugh. His friends gave a corresponding chorus of laughter. "You don't understand. I'm waiting for my son." There was a roar of laughter. "Well, each to their own," replied the young man. "Let me get you a drink while you're waiting." Terrified, Angela drank down the last of her own drink and tried to leave but the young man held her arm. "Please..." begged Angela. "Aw come on babe one drink's not going to kill you." Angela looked around. The young men had gathered around her. Alright, just one," she said nervously. The young man nodded to the barman and he poured another martini. Uneasily, she drank it down. Another was quickly produced and after several more Angela spoke in a slurred voice. "I think you're trying to get me drunk." "Baby, you are drunk," the young man replied. His companions laughed heartily. Angela got down from the stool and almost fell over but the young man held her up. She was about to thank him when the young man began to unbutton her business suit jacket. "Stop it. What do you think you're doing?" cried the forty-eight year old. "Oh baby, you didn't just come here for a drink. I saw the way you looked at me." Again there was a roar of laughter. "Please, I'm a married woman..." "I just love experience said the young man as Angela's jacket was removed and the young man proceeded to unbutton her white blouse. Angela tried to struggle but the alcohol she had consumed made her weak and confused. She heard the zipper of her skirt being pulled and the loosened garment fell freely to the floor revealing her sexy red knickers her son insisted she wore. Almost at that same moment Angela's blouse fell open and was quickly removed displaying her wonderful breasts straining to escape from the confines of her matching low cut bra. The sight of which brought wolf whistles and cat calls. Please don't..." Angela pleaded weakly and in vain as her bra was removed; allowing her breasts to burst forth and her nipples harden upon contact with the air. Hands groped and squeezed them. Angela winced as the squeezing of her breasts intensified. "Gently boys, gently. Don't hurt the lady, said the young man as he knelt and lowered Angela's knickers. Again there was laughter. "Wow look at this," said the young man as he observed Angela's bare pussy and gave a wolf whistle. "Wow baby. I bet your husband loves that," said the young man and then drilled through her pussy lips with his tongue and proceeded to lash Angela's clit. Angela was unable to hide her pleasure. "Oooh," she moaned as the young man continued working with his tongue. "Gee Harry, she loves it," shouted one of the gang. The others laughed. Harry suddenly withdrew his tongue. He placed Angela, who was naked except for her black stockings and high heels, onto a table the others had cleared. Harry lowered his pants and spreading Angela's long legs, invaded her pussy with his hard cock and began to pound her. At the same time a cock was pushed into her mouth and she began to suck it. Each of her hands also received a cock and Angela was forced to hand fuck them. After a few moments all of them settled into a mutually satisfying rhythm. As the moments ticked away Angela felt her heart beat faster. Her body heat made her perspire and soon she could feel her juices gather. Those whom she hand fucked orgasmed first and the rubbed the hot cum over her naked breasts. As the explosion of cum in her mouth occurred Angela could do nothing else but swallow as her head was yanked back. Finally, Angela's love juices and Harry's cum collided giving them both a huge orgasm. They both released a corresponding sigh of relief and sexual satisfaction. There was an anticlimax for Angela as she heard a familiar voice shouting across the room. "What the fuck is going on here?" yelled Matt. A shocked Angela got up, her face and her body smeared in cum. "Oh Matt. They..." "Get dressed you stupid whore," yelled Matt. Harry quickly pulled up his pants. "Now there's no need to speak to the lady like that," he said. Matt said nothing. Suddenly he struck a punch at Harry and the young man crashed onto another table. His companions were about to move but Matt was quicker. Smashing a bottle, he held it near Harry's face. "Be my guest, he said with menace." At the same time he gripped Harry's hair. The others hesitated and Harry remained silent, clearly nervous at his predicament. Matt turned to Angela who was still on the table, obviously stunned by what had happened. "I told you to get dressed." Angela dressed as quickly as she could and without a word. Matt dragged Harry with him as he headed to the bar entrance. "Now get into the car and wait," he ordered his mother. Angela obeyed. As soon as he was confidently Angela was in the car Matt released Harry who turned around to face him. "I hope I didn't hurt you too much, Harry," said Matt as he reached to the inside pocket of his jacket. Harry rubbed his jaw. "I've had worse." responded Harry. "You all did great job boys. Well done," said Matt as he handed Harry a large envelope stuffed with cash. "A pleasure doing business, Matt," said Harry as both men shook hands and Matt left the bar smiling. As Matt drove away quickly Angela summoned the courage to speak. "Matt, I..." Matt interrupted her. "You stupid bitch. I can't leave you alone for five minutes. You better hope word doesn't get out about this Ange." "But they raped me," protested Angela. "Raped you? From where I was standing you looked like you were having the time of your life. I can just see the headlines; prominent doctor's wife has wonderful sex while husband slaves at hospital." Angela began to cry. "Stop your sniffling. It doesn't suit you." cried Matt. Matt arrived at hiss' house and got out. Angela remained in the car still shocked. "You're home Ange. I suggest you get out and get cleaned up before Dan comes home. Angela got out and after entering the house she ran upstairs. She stripped rapidly made her way to the shower, forgetting her son was behind her. As the jets of steamy hot water struck her naked flesh Angela began to soap her body and washed frantically as if trying to cleanse herself of a lethal infection. As her body adjusted to the hot water Angela began to relax and enjoy the pleasurable feeling of her body being soaked. She began to reflect on the evening's events. She just couldn't believe she had foolishly allowed herself to get drunk and gang banged. Matt was right about one thing. Despite what happened she did enjoy when the leader of the youths, Harry, fucked her, though she would never admit it. It was like nothing she ever experienced before. She began to imagine Harry was before her again when suddenly hands grabbed her breasts. It was Matt who stood behind her naked. Before Angela had time to react Matt kissed her bare neck. It had a paralysing affect on her as her son kissed her shoulder and made his way down her back, kissing and licking as he went as the jets of hot water continued to fall around them. "Oooh," sighed Angela, unable to disguise her pleasure. Suddenly Matt prised Angela's arse cheeks apart and drove his hardened cock deep inside her and began to plunder the one spot that had escaped attention thus far. Matt held Angela's hips as he slowly built up speed. Each stroke became faster and harder. Angela's own body began to react and they settled into a satisfying motion. Angela released a slight yell when she felt the burning sensation of Matt's cum exploding inside her. Matt turned her around and made her kneel down. He forced his cock into her mouth. "Just lick it clean, bitch." he demanded. Reluctantly, Angela obeyed his orders, not daring to protest about the taste, fearing a spanking or worse. Finally satisfied, Matt withdrew his cock and got out of the shower. "I'd love to sleep with you Ange but Carol is expecting me home. Besides, we don't want Dan to catch us in bed. Do we?" he said with a grin as he continued to dry himself. "You bastard!" screamed Angela. Matt grabbed his mother-law's mouth and squeezed. "You started it Ange but by God, I'll finish it. You'll learn humility. That I promise you." Matt dressed and turned to Angela who was still in the running shower. "See you at work tomorrow, Ange. A new stage of our er, relationship is about to begin." Matt laughed as he headed out the door and into his car leaving his mother crying bitterly as the spray of hot water continued to fall around her. That night, despite having had sex with Angela, or perhaps because of it, Matt made the most passionate love to Carol. *** The following day Angela sat at her desk typing some reports Matt had left. She couldn't help wondering what Matt meant 'a new stage' When Matt arrived he said nothing. Indeed, the whole day went by without incident, as did the following few days. Curiosity and fear gripped Angela but she remained silent. A week after the incident at the bar Matt arrived as usual and Angela once again was sitting at her desk typing. She had put the post on his desk as usual and thought nothing of it. "Angela? Get in here now!" yelled Matt. A startled Angela jumped when she heard her son. She hurried into the office. "Yes Ma, er Mr Taylor?" Matt looked up at his cringing mother. "It looks like you're in big trouble Ange." "Wh-what do you mean?" Matt threw the photos on his desk. They showed a near naked Angela being gang banged and apparently enjoying herself. "Oh my God," cried Angela as she put her hand to her mouth. "Who ever sent this is looking for ten thousand pounds or they'll post them on the internet and send copies to Dan," said Matt, producing a written letter. "What are we going to do?" asked Angela in a panic. "What are we going to do? I told you to wait at the bar. I didn't tell you to strip and have a good time," responded Matt angrily. "But they raped me," countered Angela. "Look at those photos, Ange and tell me you didn't enjoy yourself. You'd be laughed out of any court in the land." "I don't care..." yelled Angela. Matt got up from behind his desk and his stare silenced Angela. "I'll teach you not to speak to me like that. Now get over that chair." Angela reluctantly did so, both knowing and dreading what was to come. Matt produced a paddle. He pulled up Angela's grey skirt and lowering her knickers, he spanked her. Whack! Whack! Whack. For each strike Angela bit her lip trying to muffle her screams. "Alright get up," said Matt as he put the cane away. Angela gingerly pulled her knickers back up. "I guess you better pay that ten thousand, Ange." Angela looked at her son with alarm. "But, I haven't got that sort of money." "You don't expect me to bail you out again, do you?" responded Matt in mock surprise. Angela began to cry. "Please Mat, er, Mr Taylor. What will Dan or Carol think?" "You should have thought of that before you started fucking those guys." Then Angela did something she thought she'd never do and in front of her son. She knelt clasping her hands. "Please Matt. I'll do anything. I swear it. I swear it," she repeated several times, crying uncontrollably. For the first time ever Matt's expression seemed to change to one of pity for the grovelling woman. "Alright, stop your crying. I'll see if I can sort out this mess." "Oh thank you Matt, er, Mr Taylor, thank you," said a relieved Angela as she held his legs and rested her head. "You're doing nothing only costing me money Ange. You better be prepared to do exactly what I say or the deal is off. Now get cleaned up. Use my washroom. Then go and get my coffee. When you come back I'll instruct you as to what your new duties are." "Yes, Mr Taylor," replied Angela meekly before she made her way to the washroom. When Angela left to get Matt his coffee, Matt once again looked over the photos. He gave a sinister smile as he put them back in the large brown envelope and placing them in the centre drawer of his desk. *** The following Monday morning Matt was in his office looking over reports with a junior clerk. It was just before eleven and the young man was discussing with his boss the financial situation of one of their client companies. There was a light knock on the door and Angela entered with a tray carrying two coffee mugs and sandwiches. She placed the tray on Matt's desk. For a moment Angela hesitated but Matt gave her a stern look. Angela forced a reluctant smile. She stood erect in her grey business suit and suddenly began to unbutton her jacket. The young man in Matt's office was startled. "Yes well..." "Continue Joe," ordered Matt as Angela neatly placed her jacket over another vacant chair and began to slowly began to unbutton her white short sleeved blouse. Joe stuttered out the report as Angela opened her blouse, revealing her low cut black lace bra. She swung around and turning her head towards Matt with a smile, slowly unzipped her short grey skirt and allowed it to slide to the floor. It was only when Angela removed her blouse that Joe noticed her skimpy black knickers. Again Angela swung around to face and unclasping the front of her bra, allowed it to join the rest of her discarded garments. Joe almost swallowed his tongue at the sight of Angela's wonderful breasts and erect nipples. Matt swung his chair to the side and Angela knelt before him and opened the zipper of his pants. "That'll be all for now, Joe," said Matt as he turned to the young man. "Er, ok Mr Taylor," responded Joe as he got up and left the office. "You perv..." Angela didn't get to finish her sentence as Matt grabbed her head and forced her mouth to accept his hardened cock. "Start sucking Ange and unless you want another spanking it better be good. Fearing another spanking Angela began to suck as if her life depended on it. Matt controlled her head, bobbing her in and out rhythmically. "Mmm," was the only sound Angela could make. "Aaah, that's so good," cried Matt. "Keep it up like the good whore you are," he said. Finally Angela's mouth was flooded by Matt's cum. Matt yanked her head back and she was forced to swallow it. Angela got up and got dressed. "What if he tells the others?" she asked Matt anxiously." "He won't, if he knows what's good for him. You're an expert cock sucker Ange. Now get back to work." Angela cleaned herself in the washroom and returned to her desk. She just couldn't believe she was being forced to strip daily for her son and suck his cock. 'How do hell did she ever get into this?' she thought. 'And what about Joe? What would he say or do?' Angela had failed to recognise "Joe". She never realised he was one of Harry's gang that had gang banged her in Holland's bar. Being dressed in a neat suit and clean shaven had fooled Matt's mother. *** The weeks turned to months and Carol felt ready to return to work. She mentioned the idea of a babysitter for little Josh. Matt suggested that her mother could do it and they could pay her the equivalent of her salary. Carol was surprised but delighted with the idea. Nobody was more surprised than Angela when her daughter visited her and put the idea to her. "But what will Matt say?" asked a surprised Angela. "It was Matt who suggested it, mom. He's all for it. What to you say?" "Of course I'll do it, sweetheart. I'd be delighted to." answered Angela, still puzzled at the fact it was Matt's idea. She couldn't wait to start. The thought of not being humiliated or having to strip for him at the office appealed to her and she readily accepted Carol's offer. The first two weeks of Angela's new position were bliss. Her little grandson wanted only to be fed, changed and sleep. It was the middle of the third week and Angela had just put little Josh up to bed. She made herself some tea and settled down to watch TV as she always did. About a half an hour later the front door was opened and Matt walked in. "What are you doing here?" asked a startled Angela. "It may have escaped your notice Ange but I live here." responded Matt sarcastically. A Mother-in-Law Snared Ch. 02 "I meant why aren't you are at work?" retorted Angela anxiously. "I decided to take a few hours off," responded her son with a grin. Matt took Angela's hand and pulled up to him. He began to kiss her. Angela pulled away. "No. Please Matt, not here." she begged. "You're right," replied Matt and suddenly dragged his mother upstairs and into the spare bedroom. "Now take off your clothes," ordered Matt. "Please Matt..." "Thirty-five thousand pounds and a probable prison sentence, Ange, Not to mention certain divorce. Now make up your fucking mind. What's it to be?" asked her son firmly. Angela said nothing. Tears fell from her eyes as she undressed. When she was naked Matt pushed her onto the bed and he stripped rapidly. Mounting his mother, he kissed her passionately. He made his way to her bare neck then and onto her shoulder, licking, sucking and nibbling as he went. Angela couldn't disguise her unwanted pleasure, sighing deeply several times. Arriving at Angela's firm breasts he began a circular movement with his tongue on her left breast. The circles decreased as he neared Angela's erect nipple. "Aaah," was all Angela could say as her sexual pleasure began to build. As Matt engulfed Angela's nipple and began to suck she pursed her lips thereby hoping to stifle her groans. This backfired however. "Mmmm," murmured Angela as Matt continued to suck on her nipple. "Oooh," moaned Angela as Matt dived into the crevice between her breasts and then began to work in a similar fashion on her right breast. Satisfied with his work, Matt proceeded down Angela's waist and spreading her long smooth legs, he drove through her pussy lips and punished her clit. "Oh my God," Angela cried out several times as he did so. She could feel her love juices slowly gather. Angela almost felt an anticlimax as her son withdrew his tongue. This was however, swiftly replaced by his cock as he drove it deep inside her and began to pound. Matt's movement, slow at first, gathered momentum with each stroke. Angela's body began to react and they both began to move together rhythmically and they settled into a mutual satisfying pace. "Oh fuck, oh fuck," cried Angela. Matt too couldn't help but to cry out. As their pace increased they both began to perspire. Their breathing began to deepen. They both struggled to preserve the wonderful sexual joy they felt. Eventually they orgasmed together, giving sighs of both sexual joy and relief. Exhausted, they fell asleep. Matt was the first to wake. He could here little Josh crying. He shook Angela. "Josh is awake. Go and see to him," he demanded. Angela put on a robe and took her grandson in her arms and soothed him. Matt got dressed and then joined her. He kissed his son and then turned to Angela. "I have to say it, Ange. You're one hell of a fuck." Matt left the house and headed back to his office. That night, despite having had sex with Angela, Matt once again made passionate love to his wife. It seemed to him that fucking his mother simply increased his sexual appetite. This ritual of fucking mother and daughter continued for several months and was to lead to a very bizarre situation for Matt. Matt arrived home and Carol was exited. She threw her arms around her husband's neck. "Oh Matt, I'm pregnant. I'm expecting a little brother or sister for Josh," she said excitedly. "Oh sweetheart, that's wonderful news," cried Matt with equal excitement and enthusiasm. He lovingly embraced his wife and kissed her. At that moment the doorbell sounded. "I wonder who that could be?" asked Carol as she made her way to the door. "Mum?" Carol cried upon opening the door and seeing Angela with a suitcase beside her. "What's happened?" Stuttered out a shocked Carol. "You're father threw me out." "Why?" asked Carol still shocked. "Oh Carol, I'm pregnant and it's not your father's." Angela cried bitterly on her daughter's shoulder. Matt's face paled. Reeling from the shock, Carol led her mother into the living room. "How did that happen? She asked innocently. Matt stood in silent shock. Angela proceeded to tell Carol about being drunk and gang raped at the bar. As a result she had no idea who the father is. "Oh Carol, I have nowhere to go..." "Of course you can stay here, can't she Matt?" asked Carol as she turned to her stunned husband. "Oh sure. She can stay in the spare bedroom," he responded. "Oh you're so kind, sweetheart. I do love you," said Carol as she kissed Matt. "Wow, this is exciting mum. A little brother or sister and an uncle or aunt for Josh and the little one in me. Come on, I'll get you settled upstairs," said Carol, leading her mother excitedly towards the stairs. Angela turned to Matt and mover her lips silently. It wasn't hard for him to know what she was saying. "It's yours," she had said with a wry smile before she disappeared upstairs. Matt reflected. His wife was pregnant with a son or daughter. His mother was pregnant with his wife's half brother or half sister and he was father of both. They were also due around the same time. Had Angela, the snared mother-in-law, turned the tables on her son-in-law? A Mother-in-Law Snared They both waited anxiously in the room for news. Finally, Dan appeared in surgical gear and his mask pulled down. He smiled. "You have a healthy boy, Matt. Congratulations." he said as he extended his hand. And Carol?" Matt asked anxiously. "She's fine, Matt. Just fine." With that reassurance Matt took his father's hand and shook it. Angela also hugged her son-in-law. Later that same morning Matt sat beside Carol and held the tiny infant proudly in his hands. As the days went on Carol was discharged with her baby. The first thing she noticed was the Matt and Angela seem somehow reconciled. She put it down to baby Daniel seeing as they both doted on him. It made Carol very happy, unaware of her husband and her mother's secret. As for Angela, the arrival of baby Daniel did little to alter her situation. Indeed, her son seemed to relish the idea of constantly planning different humiliating sexual encounters with him and others. To secure an account for the firm, Matt blackmailed Angela to attend a swingers club with a younger man and had several sexual adventures. On another occasion she was forced into sex with a husband and wife. It was her first and Matt made sure it would not be her last, threesome as well as first lesbian experience. Angela was also forced to continue her unwanted sexual journey with her son-in-law and endure several humiliating episodes at the office. She was truly a mother-in-law snared.