I finally got up the nerve to go for it. We had a major ice storm a few weeks ago and my wife and I lost our power for a few days. We had to go to the Mother-in-Law's to shower and get dressed for work during that time because we had no electric to run our water pump. Now, bear in mind that my wife goes to work at 8am while I go in at 3pm. Naturally, we went to Paula's at different times of the day. Also bear in mind that the Father-in-Law works from 7am until 3pm, so he was not at home when I was there. The first day, I showed up a couple of hours before I had to be at work. She told me that she had my towel and wash cloth laid out in the guest shower room, which was also the laundry room. As I was undressing, I looked over to a basket of clothing waiting to be laundered and spotted the Mother-in-Law's panties lying on top of the stack. I walked over, picked them up, opened them, and then pressed them to my face. The luscious scent in them instantly made me excited. I pleasured myself with them for a long time. I finally stopped and placed the panties back into the pile, and then got my shower. I got dressed for work and walked into the living room where Paula sat with her legs up on the couch. She was asking me how the roads were and other idle chat, while I was eyeballing her legs and private area with the taste and fragrance of her searing my brain. I thanked her for the hot shower and told her that I would be back same time tomorrow. The next day, I again went over there to shower and again there was a pair of her panties on top of the laundry stack. I got in the shower and got myself clean, then got out and dried off. When I finished drying off, I took her panties out of the basket and repeated the day before. I slid my jeans and a t-shirt on, walked into the kitchen, and sat down at the table. Paula was busy removing dishes from the dishwasher and putting them away with her back to me. She was rattling idle chat about the ice and the weather as I was checking out her nice round bottom and fantasizing about what she was hiding under that skirt. My heart and head were pounding, so I decided it was now or never. I got up and walked over to her. She asked me if I wanted her to fix some lunch and I said no. I walked up to her and placed my hands on her hips. I had no idea what to expect and was scared to death, but I wanted her so bad I went with it. I felt her stiffen as she asked me what I was doing, but she did not pull away. I told her that I was doing what I have dreamed and fantasized about for the past twenty-eight years. I pulled her round bottom back against me and started kissing the side of her neck. She was breathing heavily as she told me, “This isn't right,” and, “We can't.” I just kept kissing and lightly sucking on her neck and telling her I have wanted her more than anything the past twenty-eight years. By this time, we were both trembling and breathing heavily as I felt her press her backside against me. I then turned her to face me. She was still trying to tell me that it wasn’t right and that we can't do this, but she was not putting up a very strong argument. Her voice was weakly saying no, but her body language was saying yes. She said, "No, not here." She then took me by the hand and led me to her bedroom. It was all I could do to keep from throwing her down on the couch and doing her right there, but I followed her to the bedroom. We stopped beside the bed and she pulled the covers back, then we began passionately kissing and touching each other. We then had fantastic sex in many different ways, including oral. When we were done, we lay there hugging, kissing, and touching each other for at least thirty minutes. I finally got feeling back in my legs and was able to slowly disconnect myself from her. I looked at the clock and realized I had to get to work, so I got up and went back to shower and got redressed for work. I walked into the living room and Paula was sitting there in her robe with a very content smile on her face. I knelt down in front of her, took her in my arms, and kissed her long and firm. I said, "Thank you so much for letting this dream I've had for twenty-eight years come true in such a perfect way. You were more beautiful and wonderful than I had ever imagined. I love you more than I ever have." Paula said, "You are very welcome and I thank you for the first sex I have enjoyed in about twelve years. What we did here today was wonderful and beautiful, but it still was something we might have been better off not to let go so far. We can never let anyone find out what went on here today. Now you better be getting to work." We kissed goodbye and unfortunately my power was back on later that day. I started lusting for Paula when she was thirty-five and I was twenty. It took me nearly thirty years to get my nerve up. Would I do it again? You bet, but if I had it to do over again I would not have waited so long. Even at the age of sixty-six, she is a better romp in bed than her daughter. Mother-in-Law Day is going to have a totally different meaning this year. I would not be surprised if I invite Paula out for a night on the town, just me and her.