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Mother-in-law perfection!

Naturally inquisitive, that is to say “nosy,” she’d found her way into my computer as well as a special suitcase in the attic.

The day after our return, I received a call from MIL inviting me to coffee. When I tried to put her off, she calmly noted that she wanted me to meet one of her visiting relatives, “Aunt Rago.”

The trap was sprung, and I was caught. As soon as she rang off, I raced to the attic - the suitcase was gone! When I opened up the laptop, the browser was already opened to several of my porn sites.

Bondage, lingerie, crossdressing - it was all right there. I cursed myself for not clearing the browser history, but who would have expected? I thought it necessary only to keep it from my wife’s casual notice.