Filial Piety of the Wife (Part 25)

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Chapter 25 Holding Hands
When we got home, I didn't let my father go back. This time, he didn't refuse at all. He went to get some things and came back with us.
Then the child came home, and my father happily played with his grandson. I pulled Lili into the house.
I pulled her to sit on the bed and asked very seriously, "Lili, tell me, is everything alright? Did something happen? What happened?"
Lili looked at my serious expression and chuckled. Then she said, "Nothing happened. Do you think my father and I could have had our first time together right next to you? Have you forgotten how much my father loves you? Have you forgotten how much I love you? Even if your initial intention was filial piety, the biggest person we've wronged is you. We wouldn't hurt you, especially not in front of you."
I was very moved, and my eyes welled up with tears. "Then?"
Li Li continued, "Actually, you saw everything that happened. Although you fell asleep later, I nudged Father with my hand, and he lay down, a little reluctantly. After we lay down, we held each other's hands, from a light grip to a firm grip, and then back to a light grip. Then, we didn't say anything, just looked at the ceiling, just like that."
I said, "Ah!"
Li Li said, "I feel that's good. At least Father is starting to accept me, and I'm willing to do it. I like Father more and more, and I believe Father likes me more and more too. I even feel like I'm in love. Do you feel threatened?"
I said, "I don't know!"
Li Li said, "You forgot... " Did you say that before? Haha, little man. Don't be afraid, I won't let you go. "
I said: "Haha, I have confidence in you, confidence in my father, and confidence in myself. Even if you fall in love, we will love each other even more. Let my father experience love again, and let my lover experience love again. I think you will be very happy, and I think I will be very happy too.
Li Li said: "Well, don't think too much." There is only one man in my heart. It is the love between a man and a woman. It is the motherly love you have for your children. If you love your father, it is also because of you, the love separated from family affection. "
I hugged Li Li, and what else could I say at this time? Only happiness surged in my heart.
I wanted to ask something else, and Li Li said: "I'll clean up first, and then prepare to cook. You can accompany the child and dad. If you have anything to do, we’ll talk about it tonight. "
When my father saw me, his eyes were still a little dodgy.
After all, although there was not much physical contact just now, the holding of hands just now means that my father accepted something. This is self-evident.
Even if Li Li's naked upper body was, it was not his initiative, nor was he accepting it.
However, the holding of hands means that he accepted it.
Playing with the children alongside my father, their innocent and carefree nature brought back the joy of three generations of family life.
Everything was as usual; after tidying up for the evening, we went to bed.
Li Li was still communicating with her father. She had become accustomed to playing the role of a young couple, guiding her father and understanding his feelings.
Her father recounted the day's events to her. Li Li read attentively, offering explanations and responses.
He said that although he realized something might happen during the hot spring trip, he hadn't expected to accept it so directly.
When his daughter-in-law came out of the room changing into her swimsuit, her beautiful figure caught his eye.
Her curves were truly flawless. Having seen models on television, he felt his daughter-in-law's figure was more perfect than theirs.
Even through the veil, there was an indescribable attraction.
When she removed the veil and stepped into the hot spring, he couldn't believe his eyes. The bra supporting her breasts was too small, pushing them upwards even further, making her breasts appear even larger.
Just like the photos the young couple sent him that day, and even bigger than those breasts.
And then there was the incident of him massaging his daughter-in-law's shoulders. His heart raced, his breathing became uneven, and he touched his daughter-in-law's smooth shoulders—it was the first time he'd had such direct contact with her skin; it was so smooth, soft, and incredibly delicate.
When his daughter-in-law slipped and fell into his arms as she stood up, their eyes met, and he felt the tender affection in her gaze. He felt his own eyes betray him.
His daughter-in-law already held a place in his heart.
His son's words today were always so unrestrained; he didn't know if it was carelessness or deliberate hints, but regardless, he wouldn't do anything inappropriate because of his words.
However, just as he repeatedly warned himself not to let his mind wander, his son went out. The phone rang, and his daughter-in-law actually asked him to get her phone.
But when he got the phone and his daughter-in-law stood up, he was stunned, and his daughter-in-law was also stunned.
Whether she had forgotten to fasten the straps or had deliberately forgotten, her swimsuit slipped to the floor as she stood up. The daughter-in-law stood naked from the waist up before her father. Her face was flushed, a beautiful shyness.
Her breasts, so firm in the sunlight, were pinkish areolas and erect nipples. His eyes were glued to her breasts, unable to look away.
They were truly beautiful.
The father knew she was doing it on purpose, but he simply couldn't tear his gaze away.
He had seen her body before, and the current situation told him that everything, past and present, was deliberately orchestrated by her; she was seducing her father-in-law.
And now, she was going even further, asking him to help her fasten her clothes. He truly didn't know what to do.
He wanted to walk away, but if he did, wouldn't his daughter-in-law be unable to save face? If he refused directly, it would mean she would think her father-in-law thought she was a bad person.
But he genuinely believed she was a very, very good woman.
Why had his conventional wisdom vanished so easily? He stiffly made the movements, but he had never done this before, afraid of touching his daughter-in-law's body, yet he actually touched her breasts.
In that instant, his fingers were filled with endless tenderness and desire.
He wanted to hold his daughter-in-law tightly, to place his hands on her breasts, to caress them, to knead those large breasts he had seen more than once.
But he didn't. Though his heart was screaming, his desire was surging, his body remained still, for thought and action were out of sync.
His daughter-in-law seemed to know what he was thinking; she took a further step, placing her hands on her breasts. Though she didn't guide his hand to knead them, that one moment was enough for him.
So large, so soft, so firm—what a beautiful thing. His heart trembled, his breathing quickened, and his penis (in the young couple's conversation) hardened.
He felt an urge to press himself closer to his daughter-in-law's body, to let his large member press against her ample buttocks. He knew that once he did, the scene he had fantasized about would unfold, and things would spiral out of control. But he couldn't, he dared not continue…
His hands trembled as he struggled to suppress his burning desire. His daughter-in-law turned around, and he quickly turned away, afraid she would see his genitals. His daughter-in-law asked him to soak a little longer, so he moved mechanically, his mind blank, his thoughts a void.
He sat down in the pool, unaware of what was happening, simply staring ahead.
He didn't know how much time had passed when his son and daughter-in-law returned to the hot spring.
He dared not look at his daughter-in-law, much less his son, because he had just done something wrong to his son.
His son, however, acted as if nothing had happened, trying his best to liven up the atmosphere.
He could only silently apologize to his son, for his disrespect as a father.
His son's playful banter and deliberate evasion enlivened the atmosphere, making his daughter-in-law and himself seem like they were on the same side.
An unintentional action by his son led him to hug his daughter-in-law again, this time around the waist. They looked into each other's eyes once more, as if time stood still, space itself vanished, and only the two of them remained. They felt each other's breath, felt each other's heartbeats. If their son hadn't been there, their lips might have met in a kiss.
Thankfully, their son didn't let this moment last long, and began the next game.
It seemed their son was really doing it on purpose; he started a game of passing potato chips mouth-to-mouth, which almost looked like a kiss.
His daughter-in-law asked her father to pass the chips, and he felt really embarrassed. This was a disguised form of intimacy with his daughter-in-law right in front of his son.
Although there were still a few centimeters between them, they could feel each other's breath, so close, her breath seemed fragrant.
But then, their son, being mischievous, ate half a potato chip.
What was he trying to do? Was he trying to make them kiss, or was he trying to make things difficult for her?
His daughter-in-law was so cute, still pursing her lips, trying to pass the chips to him—it was practically a kiss!
He quickly dodged, almost falling over from her pressure, before she finally gave up. Although their laughter told him his daughter-in-law was teasing him,
he was still a little nervous. Yet, he found her incredibly cute, like a young girl.
Since they were so relaxed, why shouldn't he join in? Even if he couldn't do whatever he wanted, at least he wouldn't cross the line when with them. He should just enjoy the happy times with them; being with them made him feel younger.
His son's punishments always seemed to deliberately involve physical contact with his daughter-in-law.
He could only support her, his hands touching her waist and back again in the water—still so smooth. Youth is truly wonderful; a young woman's body is truly beautiful.
The atmosphere became lively; being together was joyful.
Later, at dinner, the father was used to his daughter-in-law wearing a bikini. She was almost naked, while he was only wearing shorts, tight ones at that.
From the first time until now, his daughter-in-law's exposed upper body—was this a gradual process? It was truly difficult for his daughter-in-law; she had slowly allowed him to accept her beautiful body.
But his son had also started touching her body—was that her doing? Could it be that he would gradually adapt to this? Could it slowly develop into…? The father dared not think further, letting the joyful atmosphere wash away his guilt.
His son was going to bed, and he and his daughter-in-law chatted briefly, then he went to eat something, but he found his son lying across the bed, leaving no room for him.
He had originally planned to lie outside for a while, but his daughter-in-law's words made it impossible for him to refuse. If he had nothing to hide, why was he afraid to be together?
After lying down, his daughter-in-law's body emitted a faint, comfortable fragrance.
They lay back to back, and after what seemed like an eternity, just as his tense heart had calmed down a little, his daughter-in-law hooked her finger around his.
This was the most direct hint; if he had refused, he could have simply moved his hand aside—not a strong refusal, and it wouldn't have hurt his daughter-in-law's feelings; he could have just pretended it was unintentional.
However, when his daughter-in-law hooked his finger again, his body seemed to defy his will, and he lay down as well.
Their hands were now clasped together. They
briefly tilted their heads to look at each other, then smiled faintly, then loosened their grip, then tightened it again, and then loosened it again. They held hands, doing nothing, staring at the ceiling.
A smile played on their lips, just a smile, like the sweetness of lovers.
Their son's snoring brought them back to reality. But they remained hand in hand, making no further move.
Because their closest person, their son, was beside them; because this foreshadowed something, but it wouldn't happen immediately, at least not in front of their son.
The father felt a pang of first love, but whatever happened—whether it was romance or filial piety from his daughter-in-law—he would never hurt his son.
Perhaps this was an excuse for many who cheated, but he knew in his heart that his son was his only one in the world.
And his daughter-in-law was becoming increasingly important to him, increasingly liked, perhaps even developing feelings of love.
Seeing my father's words, my wife suddenly turned around and looked at me, saying, "Is this the effect you envisioned?"
I thought for a moment and replied, "The effect is even better. Remember what I said? Initially, it was about you satisfying my father's
desires with your body, but that was very narrow-minded. As things progress, you can satisfy both his physical desires and his emotional needs. You are the happiest thing for my father in his later years, except for his grandchildren, which is another kind of happiness.
As for you, although I love you very much, and although I couldn't accept the cuckoldry concept at first, I gradually became excited watching your interactions.
But slowly, I also started to think about it. You've given the most in this. And what have you gained? With me, I will love you even more, and I will cherish you even more because of your greatness.
And my father is another man; he will also give you the physical and emotional satisfaction that another man provides. In this way, you will have two men caring for you. Isn't that even happier?"
Li Li looked at me, tears welling up in her eyes. I was also very moved. Li Li came to my side, hugged me, and we held each other tightly.
I said to Li Li, "Be happy, enjoy the process. Even though there will still be inner turmoil, try to enjoy it, whether it's sex, love, or both."
Li Li nodded.
I said, "Don't cry, let me ask you something."
Li Li looked up at me.
I continued, "If you were asked to knock on your father's door right now, would you?"
Li Li left my body. I thought she was going to knock on the door, which startled me. I was about to grab her, about to say it was just a hypothetical situation.
But Li Li sat down at the computer and started typing: "If your daughter-in-law knocked on your door now, would you open it?"
I didn't know why this was happening. Was Li Li really going to knock? I was nervous; I couldn't guess. I felt it was possible, but they all said it wouldn't happen in my presence.
However, I couldn't resist. I pressed a button in a hidden spot by the bedside, then turned on my phone, connected to Wi-Fi, and entered my username and password. I activated the home security system.
There was no movement from my father's side for a long time. I checked the monitor in my father's room. The main light was off.
The bedside lamp was on. My father was sitting on the bed, his laptop on his lap, seemingly looking up.
I handed the phone to Li Li. Li Li stared at me wide-eyed and said, "So clear? My God!"
I didn't want to hide anything from Li Li, so I showed her everything. Li Li said, "Ah!? There's no corner that can't be seen? Is it safe?"
I said, "Don't worry, I'm not connected to the internet. It was supposed to receive the signal from the host upstairs, but I set up a wireless transmitter there, only on one frequency band, transmitting only to my phone.
Even if someone has an account and password, it's useless. I have a button here." She pointed to the hidden button, saying that only when that button is pressed will the wireless signal be transmitted.
At this moment, my father, after thinking for a long time, finally gave us his answer: "I won't turn it on. I'll say I'm asleep.
Although I held my daughter-in-law's hand, although I've accepted her in my heart, as I said, acceptance and action are two different things."
Li Li turned to look at me. I said, "What's your answer?"
She pointed to the computer screen. I understood; her answer was the same.
I asked, "Since you both say so, how can I get you to take that step?"
Li Li said, "How would I know? How did you trick me into giving you my virginity?" "
I thought back, and it took me a lot of effort, using many methods, slowly and gradually, from holding hands, kissing, to hugging and groping, to taking off my clothes. But I still didn't have a chance. One weekend, we went out, it rained, and we got soaked. We couldn't go back to school, so we changed and dried ourselves at a nearby hotel. Then I coaxed and teased her a few times before I finally got her.
I chuckled and said, 'You've already progressed to touching, nudity, and touching breasts, isn't the next step just an opportunity?'
Li Li twisted my arm. 'Can you not be so lewd when discussing this? Do you know you're talking about your wife and your father?'
I chuckled: 'If I'm too serious, won't you be afraid to cheat on me?'
Li Li: 'You're still going on? Was I cheating? I was forced into prostitution.'
We both laughed.
Then I said seriously, 'Yes, there is an opportunity. How about I hide away, or you go to your father's place alone?' " "
Li Li: 'I don't think that's important. Even if you're not here, you're in our hearts. I think what we need is an opportunity, and a gradual one. We haven't even hugged or touched each other yet, and now we're naked together? That's impossible!'
I looked at Li Li, chuckled, and didn't say anything.
Li Li said, 'What are you doing? That's creepy!'
I didn't speak first, but touched her genitals first, and then said, 'You're wet down there again, aren't you really horny?'
Li Li slapped me and then said, 'You're so filthy. Although we can discuss this calmly now, this is about desire, this is a physiological reaction, it's normal. I won't touch you anymore, look down at your own erection.'
Only then did I realize that my erection was as hard as iron.
I said to Li Li, 'I was so focused on discussing academics with you that I forgot about my physiological reaction. Why don't you go, or you come with me for a quickie.'
Li Li said, 'What did you say the other day, that you wanted me to build up my sexual energy?'" "Now you want to make love again? I'm not going to serve you."
Looking at my father, he waited for us for a long time, but we didn't react. Then he typed a few words, said goodnight, and lay down.
I turned off the camera and opened my father's diary.
"Such chaos, violating the initial understanding of life.
How will life develop if this continues?
Kind, beautiful, intelligent, lively, cute, sexy—what else can describe you? I really like you more and more.
Holding your hand, I know what it means, but I really can't refuse you.
I'm sorry, child.
Your father did something wrong to you, and my heart is in turmoil.
If you made her do this, I really hope so now. That way, although my heart will feel even more guilty, I know it won't affect your lives.
But this is even harder to understand than what happened between me and Li Li. Is it just to fulfill filial piety, child? I am a solitary pine, what wind and rain can disturb my heart?" Lili
and I exchanged a glance, knowing that our father was currently experiencing a fierce internal struggle, and we couldn't help him. The young couple had already tried their best to excuse him, but this internal conflict was inevitable. Only by finding that opportunity and accomplishing that task as soon as possible could our father's torment end quickly. Perhaps another torment would come, but this one would finally end.
We embraced deeply and kissed each other goodbye.
A dream came, of dancing with my beloved, enchanting and alluring, like tangled threads of silk.

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