We marry into posh pt2.
Considering my humble background my wife and her family are posh by comparrison.

Her Dad inherited some big(ish) business and his family were pretty loaded and rather posh.

Her mum however comes form similar backround to me and has developed into somewhat of a Hyacinth Bucket.

She's full of silly comments which make her look stupid.
The other day she was heard to say to my father in law, as he was sweeping something up using the dustpan..
"oh John, i dont like to see you doing that, you're a managing director".

Jesus Christ. What a cunty thing to say. She's nice though. Just misguided.

Years ago when i was rather in awe of them and their posh ways (eating at a table, talking to each other etc) i was heavily into my now wife (still am actually).

We used to sneak about as all young couples do and fuck each other alot.

Her room was at the top of the house and above her mum and dads bedroom so shagging had to be quiet.

this took the form of standing up in the bathroom, or putting a sort of long cushion thing on the floor.

One day, after a fuck, there was a rather large, fresh cum stain on said cushion.

Her mum came up the stairs and asked my missus if she could have the cushion (a friend was staying over).
She spotted the fresh mess and asked "what's that?"
"No idea" came the reply, so what did she do?

Took a great big lungful of it to try and identify it.
She looked horrified and retreated down the stairs sharpish (fair play though, she took the cusion).

I like to think that my mother in law has smelled my manfat. It's a good feeeling.
(beebolbod for those that are hard of hearing - LISTEN, Tue 20 Sep 2005, 11:22, Reply)