Mother in law drove me crazy

I was working two jobs and on weekend I would go over to my inlaws when I got off work at 3:00 in the morning every Sat. night. My wife would come over every Sunday and we all had lunch together. Each week my MIL would come into my bedroom and wake me up to get my shower and get ready before lunch. Several time I had gotten a shower and purposely left my clothes in the bedroom next to the hall bath.. I would get my MIL attention and ask her to bring them to me. I would of course hide behind the door when I open it for her to hand me my clothes, sticking out only my head and left arm. But I knew when the door was open she could see me in the mirror behind the door with a full **.
The 3rd time over several months that I did it, she kept standing there carrying on small talk asking me how I was and what I wanted for lunch and other little things. By then I was sure she had seen me in the mirror and was enjoying the view now ... Well the next week I decided to get bolder and take it another level.. Each week when she came into the room to wake me up, I would drag myself out slowly, and usually she would come back a 2nd or 3rd time to make sure I was up. This time I got straight up after she left the room and set up on the side of the bed facing the door and started to ** . Sure enough about 5 min. later she comes waltzing into the room with me there pounding away. She just gasps made a U turn and walked out. I said nothing all day. But the next day when I come by after work to pick up my son, I apologized for what happened. And she said not to worry she would tell no one. I had her convinced I was really embarrassed and we left it at that. I waited a few weeks so she would not get suspicious if I was doing it purposely. After a couple of weeks I decide to do it again, knowing my FIL was out of town this Sunday... This time I was going to be already up waiting for her because I knew she never knocked, just comes in and shakes me and tell me to get up. when she walks in I was stroking away moaning.. again she just gasps putting her hands across her mouth and walking out... this time I throw on some clothes and follow her and started apologizing again. telling her it had been months since my wife had **, knowing we were having problems... She told me not to worry that things would get better she held me in her arms and I cuddle her for a long while taking in her compassion on me....
I waited a few weeks to move along as I would catch her staring at me sometimes and I would purposely let her do the same to me. One late evening when I went by to pick up my son, he was asleep and she suggested we let him sleep, he had a long day and not taken his nap.. she fixed me dinner and we ate , then cleaned the kitchen and table.. she said he needed to nap about 30 more min before we awake him, so she would run and take a quick shower while I watch TV. I knew she never closed her blinds in the bathroom since there was only woods behind the house. It was already dark so I slip out the back door and go around to her window as she disrobes and takes her bath.... man what a ** I had by then, so nervous while I was watch her bathe and getting my rocks off there in the back yard only a couple of feet from her... My MIL was only 10 years older than me, as my wife was 10 years younger, so we were pretty close in age all things considering , but mmmmm she was fine as I watch her wash that sweet mound and hair and beautiful breast covered in soap and water. Wow, it had been awhile since I got such a massive load off as I did that night.. my legs were shivering from the excitement and nervousness. As she finished up and starts to get out I go back inside and turn the tv back on and wait for her to return... we get my son up and I go back home to my cold wife.. Then just a few days later I corner my MIL up again and start giving her all the sad BS I was going through with my wife and seeked comfort in her arms again. As she was holding me she explained to me how much she really understood me because my FIL had no interest in ** also. and she knew how it felt to be hungry and nowhere to feed her hunger... She really caught me off guard with that comment But I knew it was a chance to move closer to her feelings. As we were standing there holding each other I nervously ask her if she mind if I rubbed her ** , it had been so long since my wife and I had been intimate. Not to my surprise she said it was fine, she didn't mind... I gave out small low moans to let her know my pleasure in doing this , I slowly began to run my hands up and down her sides as I rotated between her ** and and side... then slowly I began grasping her breast as she also began to moan... we then began kissing very compassantly for a long time... running my hands down her pants caressing those soft plump cheeks and up her shirt rolling her hard erect ** between my fingers... for 30 min. we never moved from that spot, just continuing to kiss rub and caress each other.. we later talked and discussed how much we both wanted to go further and do more... But it would have to be 100 % safe and no chance of getting caught..
We continued to make out every chance we could , then a few weeks later we were able to hook up at our house when my wife was out of town... wow what a afternoon that was... she was everything my cold wife wasn't. we ** for 3 hours stopping and starting again and again, I was admittedly ** whooped when she was finished with me that day ... and from then on we were totally crazy.. anytime and every chance we got... for over 10 years we act this way every chance we got.. Only coming close to getting caught once, and it was so freaking close... She was at my house and my wife had gone shopping.. we were right there in the hallway beside the half bathroom going at it hard in the doorway from behind. we both heard the kitchen door open and we both stepped into the bathroom and closed the door, my MIL not breathing a breath. lol My wife asked where were we. I told her I was using the bathroom and I think her mom was upstairs using her makeup. When we heard her go upstairs my MIL exits and slips out of house into the backyard. my wife comes back down telling me she wasn't up there and then my MIL comes back in house, said she was out visiting the dogs... My wife and I finally divorced a few years later. and the ** got more frequent and better. even after 10 years she wasn't slowing down ,only better... But as all things come to a end our affair ended after 12 years 4 years after my wife and I divorced.. then and only then did I have to start looking for another companion, for 12 years my MIL was all I ever needed...