The combination of alcohol and minimal dress had Marti exposing a lot of flesh. I noticed the young valet’s eyes light up as he held the door for Marti’s attempt to slide behind my seat. The short dress fit very tight, almost like a corset, and I wasn’t real sure how she was going to make into my backseat. In the excitement of chasing my future father-in-law, I had failed to notice that Marti looked HOT! She had worn a strapless black dress that was showing more than an ample amount of her well tanned cleavage. How a man that couldn’t stand could be so elusive baffled me.Īs I walked Marti around to my side of the car, I noticed for the first time how awesome she looked. The valet and I both managed to pour him in the front seat after only about twenty minutes of playing ring around the column. Gary was propped up against a column with his head bobbing from side to side as I pulled up. I only lived about ten minutes away so I told I would be right over. Becky was out of town and most of their friends were in worse condition than they were. One night before we were married, she called from a party at the club needing a ride for she and Gary. In the years I had known her, she was always joking around about sex, much different from my straight laced parents that had never acknowledge that such a thing existed When she drank a little too much, Marti, exhibited a flash of wildness and daring. I had always admired her figure and had to admit that a fantasy involving her tight, little body with huge hooters had crossed my shower thoughts many mornings in the five years I had known her.Īctually, Marti was really fun. She maintained a great tan year round and always dressed to perfection. She played tennis and golf at the club and worked out with a trainer regularly. Marti was in her mid-forties and in terrific shape. It was just the idea of being alone with my mother-in-law on a two day cross country trek hadn’t been anywhere near my thoughts as I had anticipated the journey. Actually she was always a bright spot in all the family gatherings. “This will work out just great” Gary said as he looked over his half spectacles and proceeded to copy down a list of directions that Rand McNally would have been proud of.īecky reentered, after handing the phone off to her Mom, and pronounced “Well, it’s all set and it just so happens that Uncle Frank is going to be gone those two weeks, so this is just perfect.” I shot her the “I hope you get hit by a train look” before intoning that this was just “Super, we’ll have a real fun trip.” I tried to prevent the sarcasm from leaking through. With all the family getting in on the plot, I was sunk. One minute, I was discussing a hunting trip I had looked forward to for over a year and the next I was having to study the map my father-in-law, Gary, had miraculously produced from out of know where. My wife, Becky, noticing the earlier missed attempt on her ankles shifted away from me and quickly offered that “It would be great fun” and she knew I would” just love the company.” She hopped up from the table and grabbed the phone to call her Aunt. “Oh, that’s a great idea, but I couldn’t impose on Brian’s trip” Marti thoughtfully responded. The thought of driving a gazillion hours out of the way on what already promised to be a long trip went instantly through my mind. My mother-in-law, Marti, had a twin sister that lived somewhere on the plains of Nebraska.
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