My mother-in-law asked my wife for permission to fuck me.

My mother-in-law arrived at our apartment and I could tell that my wife felt something was off because I was being quiet and was probably acting like I was nervous. Unlike before, my mother-in-law didn't hug me and only gave me a quick 'hello'.

I suggested my wife's favorite restaurant for dinner, which seemed to help to lighten the mood somewhat. When the food arrived, the two of them talked like usual and I ate in silence, waiting for the bomb to drop.

When we were finishing up and nothing had happened, I was starting to think that she had changed her mind and wasn't going to say anything at all, but all of a sudden my mother-in-law said something to my wife in French and I could tell it was more serious from the tone.

My wife looked over at me and said, "Oh, my mom says she wants to talk to me alone. Would it be okay?"

I was at the kitchen sink washing my hands, and I answered, "Sure, I'll go for a ride. Text me when you want me back."

Honestly, it was a relief that I wasn't going to be there, even though I wanted to see my wife's reaction to finding out I'd been fucking her mother.

I changed my clothes and shoes and went to check my tire pressures. Finding them good, I brought my bike out from my office and said my goodbyes, telling my wife I loved her. I knew things were going to be different when I got back.

When I rode down the ramp from the parking garage to the outside world, I couldn't stop thinking about what was about to happen up there in my apartment. I took off in the direction of a park nearby that has a long riding path at its perimeter and turned up the music in my ears to try to drown out my thoughts.

As the kilometers counted up in Strava, I tried to relax and tell myself that there was nothing I could do to control this situation, so there was no need to wrap myself in knots with worry. Of course, telling myself something and being successful are two separate things. I was really worried.

I had been out a little over two hours and had ridden the entire circumference of this really large park's path twice now when I got the notification from my wife that read, "Come home. We need to talk."

For her, this text sounded unusually terse. Normally, she's a girl that sends lots of emojis like smiles and hearts and hugs, but this time, there was none of that stuff. I pulled off and sat down on a bench to reply. I took some deep breaths and sent back, "On my way. I love you." She didn't respond.

I stopped by the gym in our building when I got back, using the sink there to wash the sweat off my face and head. The cold water felt really good and I drank some to quench my thirst. My mouth was as dry as a desert as I rolled my bike into the elevator and pressed the button for our floor.

I came in and put my bike away, hearing my wife and mother-in-law talking at a rapid clip in the living room. I went into the bedroom and put in my AirPods Pro to be able to use live translation so I could understand at least some of the conversation.

When I sat down, my wife didn't hesitate. "Is there something you want to say to me?" she asked me, her eyes staring at me with a laser-like focus.

I looked to her mother and then back to her. I asked what she had told her and my mother-in-law said simply, "All." I could tell I wasn't going to need the translation and took out the AirPods, setting them on the end table.

I had never seen my wife's expression so tight and serious. I apologized and told her that I had never meant for this to get so out of control like it had. I recounted how it had all started and the only response from my wife was to nod now and then and make sounds like, "Mmm hmm." I thought she did really well to not shout or get super angry.

I got to the end of what I wanted to say and apologized again. My wife wanted to know if I was cheating on her with anyone else, and I said of course not. Then she asked me if I planned to leave her for her mother, and I told her I would never leave her.

She surprised me when she said that if it had been any other woman, my stuff would've been on the ground outside when I got back and I would've been kicked out for good, but this was different. She knew that her mother had sacrificed decades of her life to raise her as a single mother, and during all that time she hadn't so much as dated anyone. She knew how alone her mom had been and so she wasn't surprised that when someone she could trust and feel safe with came along and showed some interest in her, it awoke something in her that she thought was long gone.

My wife had felt really guilty for many years that it was because of her that her mom had made so many sacrifices and had been all on her own after her divorce from her emotionally abusive and dangerous husband, but now she didn't know what to think of her finding a sexual reawakening, with me of all people.

At the end of the conversation, my wife said she needed a night alone to think about everything. She was very upset and hurt, and that was very understandable. I went and packed up my backpack and headed off to stay at a hotel.

That was on Thursday night, and I didn't hear from my wife until really early on Saturday morning around 3am. She called me and we talked on the phone like we used to before we got married. We talked all night, probably for close to four hours.

One of the things that kept coming back up in our conversation was she asked me several times again if I was thinking about leaving her for her mom, and I told her again and again that there was no way that was ever going to happen. I loved her and would never leave her.

She kept saying how confusing it all was and how she had so many emotions about this. On one hand, she was furious that I did this behind her back, and then on the other hand, she wanted her mom to be happy and didn't want to deny her any chance she could have for that happiness. There was even the admission that at some point earlier in the night she had masturbated while thinking about me fucking her mother. That was very confusing for me, and even she said that after she came, she felt angry and disgusted and hurt.

At some point, she started to ask for details about my meetings with her mom, and I could tell it was turning her on. My wife is a highly sexual woman who has a lot of different kinks and a very open mind, so I wasn't completely taken aback when she admitted she was touching herself right now and said she was going to give her blessing for me to continue fucking her mother whenever she wanted, except that her mom would have to get her permission first.

Another stipulation was that I would share all the details of what happens between me and her mom and my sex life with my wife would not decline or drop off in any way.

It was honestly pretty arousing to hear her say all of this when she was obviously masturbating, and I threw caution to the wind and asked if she would ever want to watch us or have a threesome.

She said she had no interest in any of that "for now," so I didn't press my luck. Just the fact that she hedged it with "for now," meant that she was leaving the door open to that possibly happening someday.

At the end of the call, she said she needed me to come home right now and fuck her until we fell asleep due to exhaustion, and that's just what I did. I fucked her in multiple positions and came in her pussy, her mouth, and her asshole. There were multiple large wet spots on the bed and several places where lube had fallen onto the comforter. I lost count of how many orgasms she'd had, but it was easily more than ten.

We slept for quite a long time after all that. When we finally woke up sometime late Saturday afternoon, we just stayed naked, fucking across the kitchen table, on the couch, the kitchen counter, and there was even a blowjob that happened when she was sitting on the toilet peeing.

In the evening, she called my mother-in-law and told her what she had decided. My mother-in-law's voice sounded clearly happy and there was even one point where I could hear her crying. I can't even count how many times I heard her say, "Je t'aime," which is French for "I love you."

Today was Sunday and we slept in until almost noon. When my wife woke up, I heard her laugh as she was looking at her phone. I asked her what was funny and she said, "She's already asking." She blew out a slow breath and looked at me. "I guess this is how it's gonna be from now on. You can go."

I smiled and kissed her passionately, finding her clit and rubbing it. I wasn't even trying to make her come, but in what had to be less than a minute, she sucked my tongue into her mouth and moaned loudly as her body tensed in orgasm.

I got up and selected the panties and bra I wanted her to wear for the day and watched as she put them on for me while I texted her mom that I would be ready whenever she could get there.

Without all of the secrecy and sneaking around, going downstairs to meet my mother-in-law in the visitor parking garage didn't feel quite as exciting anymore. When I got into her car and kissed her, though, the anticipation of fucking her made a new, even stronger excitement begin to surge within me.

When we got to her apartment around 1pm, we didn't waste any time and went straight to bed, not stopping for over three hours. Not having to rush and hurry made things so much better, so much more relaxed. I was able to really give her everything she had been in need of for all those years when she had turned off her sexual side and had pushed it down and away. Now it was back with a vengeance and she was going to need to be fucked often and regularly.

I wondered if I would be able to keep up with two sexually voracious women and immediately pushed that thought out of my mind. Once again, I told myself to not worry about things I had no control over and to do everything I could to enjoy it to the fullest.

When I got home at around 5, my wife was ready to hear every detail, and I went through some things multiple times so she could hear it again. She used her Womanizer while I told her what we did and came hard on the couch, accidentally getting the cushion all wet.

After I'd eaten, I got on reddit to type all of this up. I don't know if I'll keep writing these posts unless there's interest. Now that everything's out in the open, I know that some people will lose interest since it's not "secret" or "exciting" anymore.

Anyway, it's been a wild ride up to now, and I appreciate everyone's interest and kind words.