I have been infatuated with my mother-in-law for about three years, and I slowly have gathered the courage (or insanity) to make a move on her. She is sixty-one years old and is in great health. I once saw her in her panties, and she is hotter than some women half her age. Sheís got a cute bubble-butt, well rounded breasts, good long legs, and a beautiful face. Trust me, she doesn't look a day over forty-five. Aside from that, she has all the qualities I find appealing in a woman, and she is a wonderful person. She is a widow, but my father-in-law was a real jerk with her and treated her badly. He would insult her, put her down, bar her from seeing her family, and even hit her. I know she didnít like having sex with him because he was usually drunk and smelly when they did. She now lives alone with one of her sisters, and for about two months, I have been meticulously planning and strategizing on how I will seduce her. I decided that patience was the key, and I set out on taking my time doing it. First, I decided I would make neutral physical contact with her. I got my chance when I took her to the optometrist. She doesn't have a car, so my wife and I are constantly taking her different places, except this time my wife stayed home and I went alone. As we were coming home, she thanked me for having taken the time to accompany her and wait for her for three hours. I told her that it was my pleasure and that she came first. I continued by saying that she was a wonderful person and that we loved her very much. As I was saying that, I grabbed her hand and gently caressed it for about ten seconds, and then I released it. She seemed perfectly fine with that and said she loved us, too. Then I decided that my next step would be to rub up against or touch her breast in an accidental way. We had been invited by friends to dinner and took my mother-in-law along. My wife was in the back yard with our friends, and my mother-in-law and I were in the living room. I was standing in the center of the room carrying my eighteen-month-old son who had been crying since he had just awakened. She approached him and, leaning into me, gave him a kiss. As she did, I moved my arms, which were cradling the baby, closer to her breast. Then I heard someone coming into the living room. I took the opportunity to cop a feel by swerving around to make a comment to the person coming in. As I did, I firmly touched her breast with my hand. It seemed completely accidental as I was doing it while turning. She seemed to get a bit startled (she jumped up a bit) but said nothing. Instead, she stayed by my side as I spoke to my friend and then continued to kiss the baby. Today, I took it one step further. She came to visit, and then I took her home. My wife felt tired and stayed home but wanted me to take along our baby son since he was being fussy. I know some of you may be thinking that I was cock-blocked, but you are wrong. Remember, I'm going slow. I knew this was my chance since her sister was not home. We arrived at my mother-in-lawís apartment, and I asked to use her restroom. So, I came in, handed my son over to her, went to the restroom, and then came back out. She handed him back to me. At that moment, I told him to give her a "kissy", and he did. Then I said goodbye and proceeded to give her the cordial kiss on the cheek. Except that this time, I pretended that my son moved and took me off balance. I planted a kiss right on her lips! I know it may sound a bit cheesy, but trust me, I executed the move very convincingly. It was a small peck, nothing more, but it was a huge step forward as I saw her reaction. When I kissed her, she almost seemed to be giving herself into it. There was no negative reaction, and she did not even try to move away. Instead, it almost seemed as if she was moving into the kiss. She closed her eyes and kept them closed a bit after the peck (like that first kiss you had). I said goodbye, and that was that. I now plan to grab her hand again except do it a bit more romantically. I just need to devise a plausible scenario. Then I will rub up against her bottom with my pelvis, but again I need to devise a plan for that, and eventually I will plant a wet kiss on her lips. I somehow feel like it will happen, or so I hope. The final thing will be to make love to her, but that is at least a couple of months, if not years, away if all goes as planned. I know I'm not the only one feeling this way. I'm so bad, but I can't help it!