I got up completely stiff and the sheet a bit wet in the area of my penis (I always sleep naked). I'm very excited all the time. The images of what's happening with my father-in-law won't stop going through my head. My wife is also excited, we've been here for a week and we haven't made love, she's embarrassed that her parents might hear her, haha what a fool! I couldn't take it anymore, I pulled her towards me and we fucked wildly. My mind was elsewhere, on the grabbing and slapping of buttocks, on the contact with my father-in-law's penis, and especially on that animalistic look he gave me yesterday. We both came and my wife lay on my chest with my cock inside her. We were like that when the door opened and my father-in-law came in. Son-in-law, when you're done, I need to talk to you. My wife threw a pillow at him - "dad, knock before entering" - and he left with a laugh. It turned me on that he saw me like that. My wife laughed. He's never done that before, he's always been very polite. - That's because he considers you a son now. He does that to my brothers all the time.

I'm taking a shower and my father-in-law again. He comes in and starts peeing. I open the door to dry myself and he says, "I like that you're taking good care of my daughter. I need to ask you two favors. Can you take me to the airport? I have a business thing in Madrid in two hours. And then I had a meeting with the tax inspector and I don't want to be late. Can you take care of it? You have all the papers in the office. It shouldn't be complicated." The bad thing is that he told me the inspector will come by in the afternoon, without a specific time... Everything seemed very strange to me. It smelled like revenge. I get dressed quickly and take him to the airport. Everything is very natural, no comments about what happened the night before. He explains things to me about the tax inspection. I drop him off at the airport door and park in the parking lot. I don't trust him. I follow him until the passport control and see him pass through... I thought to myself, "there's no revenge."

I go to the workshop and stop for a moment to buy a sandwich and a drink, I'm in for a boring afternoon. I arrive at the workshop, open the door. It's deserted, everyone's on vacation, and there's a light on in the back, in a room that's supposed to be an electrical panel... it's always seemed weird to me that there are two. I approach, enter the room, and from behind, someone grabs my hands. I feel like a huge hand, like my father-in-law's, is holding my wrists. With the other hand, he puts something over my eyes, like a blindfold. I'm petrified, I have the feeling it's my father-in-law, but he's supposed to be traveling. I'm petrified and very excited at the same time. The "intruder", let's call him that, is an expert in immobilization. He's put something in my mouth, I can't talk, he's taken off my pants and since I wasn't wearing underwear... and he's taken off my shirt. All ...