I then went to the nearest department store and bought two pairs of seemed black stockings and a pair of copper coloured seemed stockings, plus a black suspender belt.
When I got home I ran upstairs and put on the stockings, shoes and a mini skirt.
I stood in front of the mirror and pulled my skirt up. I wondered what David and all those other guys would think if they could see me like this?
I lay back on the bed and spread my legs, looking at myself in the mirror I pulled my knickers to one side and shoved two fingers in my twat.
That night my husband didn’t know what hit him again, I rode him for all I was worth and after he came, I sucked his cock and got him hard and fucked him again!
I didn’t sleep well, my mind had been racing with thoughts of me dressed like those sluts, showing myself off to strangers on an internet forum and anonymously indulging in hopefully filthy sex chat with my father in law!
Jesus christ, what had come over me? It was almost as if seeing those pics on my father-in-laws computer had flicked a switch, not turning a light on, but turning his daughter-in-law into a potential slut!
After breakfast I went upstairs and put on some black stockings and a suspender belt with the 60’s style shoes.
I pulled the bedroom armchair in front of the bedroom mirror and started posing.
I’m in my mid thirties but still have a good figure, no kids and no fat!
I’m totally shaven with a small landing strip above my fanny, this was going to be my intro into the world of online sex.
I picked up my phone and started photographing myself, lewd poses, legs spread wide.
But then, my plan kicked in, I needed to start slowly to get my father-in-law interested and then we’d see what would happen.
I decided on a picture with my legs slightly apart, still showing my crack and landing strip, as opposed to the ones showing my gape!
I edited the pic so that nothing with either me or surroundings could be identified, just a clear view of my fanny, thighs and stockings.
When I opened up my computer I was literally shaking, should I actually do this?
I logged in to the vintage site and opened up the stocking, heels and hairy twats thread.
I clicked on post
“Would I look better with a bush or without like this?
That was my post and I uploaded my pic and submitted!
Would my father-in-law see it, would he comment if he did? How many unknown men would see my fanny, would I get any response?
After posting I closed my computer and called a neighbour and basically invited myself round to her place!
I knew Anna well enough to know that if I appeared we’d drink a bottle or two of Prosecco as she complained about her comfortable life.
At least that would stop me from logging in awaiting responses!
The day went well, we drank too much wine, laughed a lot and enjoyed ourselves.
I phoned my husband and be brought a takeaway on his way home from work.
We ate, went to bed, but I was tired from the wine and slept like a dog all night.
When I awoke next morning, I felt rough and had a headache, it was 10am and my husband had long gone to work.
I made a coffee and then I couldn’t help myself, I opened up my computer.
I logged into the site and clicked my post, I’d got over fifty comments!
The rush of blood immediately cured my hangover!
I quickly scoured the comments, unfortunately there wasn’t one from Thor, my father-in-law.
I was deflated but excited at the same time as I’d got over fifty responses to go through.
The responses where very flattering, I have quite large pussy lips and there were a lot of comments about them along with requests with for more pics!
I always used the term fanny or twat, but there were lots of other descriptions in the comments they made about me,snatch, gash, minge, cunt, crack, muff, some of these were new to me but increased the excitement level.
I think all but three suggested I’d be better with a bush and a lot asked to be updated.
In addition to the comments I saw that my post had over three hundred views. The thought of three hundred strange men looking at my fanny sent a tingle up my spine, not only that I started to get turned on.
I’d gone so far and wasn’t going to give up yet. I looked at the photos that I’d taken the other day and selected one which was a bit more revealing, i.e my legs where a bit further apart and the whole of my slit was on show.
I edited anything that was identifiable from the photo and then logged into the site.
I posted on the same thread as follows
“Thanks for all the lovely feedback and I’ll go with the majority and grow a bush. But, should it be a full bush neatly trimmed, a triangular bush above my bald fanny, or just let it grow wild?”
I then uploaded the photo and submitted it.
It was by now almost lunchtime so I went downstairs and made a salad, I also got a beer out of the fridge as I needed cooling down.
Feeling better and more alive after lunch I went into the garden and started weeding around some of the flowers.
After about a hour or so I felt really hot and went in the kitchen and got another bottle of beer from the fridge.
Curiosity got the better of me and I went upstairs and logged into the forum.
Bloody hell, I’d already got twenty comments!
Still not one from Thor, but they were all complementary, and suggesting either a trimmed full bush or a bald fanny with a bush triangle on top.
There were also four more messages, the first was from a guy who told me he’d rub his bell end up and down my crack till I begged him to ram it up me.
The others basically where telling me how much they loved my photos and was I interested in meeting up, all messages where accompanied by pics of hard cocks.
My hand was inside my jeans without me realising it, I was soaking!
I pulled my jeans and knickers down as I read the comments and started rubbing my fanny.
I was getting close to cumming when another comment appeared.
It said “let it grow wild, that will be very interesting”
I then saw the posters name, it was Thor, my father-in-law!
I pulled my jeans and knickers off and spread my legs wide and fingered my sopping wet twat until I came!
Yes, he’d made contact, he I hadn’t clue that he was commenting on his daughter-in-laws fanny, but I was going to maximise this.
Even though I’d just cum, I was still as horny as fuck, I picked up the beer bottle which was now empty and shoved it up my twat! I had it stuck right in and then brought myself off rubbing my clit.
I opened the message, it read
” A wild bush takes me back to my youth when they were the norm, and many events from then have now morphed into my fetishes and fantasies.
If you want to continue, let’s do it via e mail, as it’s quite clumsy conversing on the forum and there’s obviously delays in messages being sent, read and replied to.
My e mail address is below.”
My heart was beating like mad and my fanny was already getting wet, my plan had worked. I was now going to indulge in sex chat with my father-in-law David who was using the false moniker of Thor to protect his identity, little did he know!
I pulled out my phone and accessed my new e mail account, this was totally separate and a different provider to my normal e mail, and I’d set it up purely for this moment!!