Filial Piety of the Wife (Part 19)

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Chapter 19 Calm
The calm after the madness. When everything calmed down, my wife and I hugged each other, not discussing what had just happened, because we were all connected at heart. For our goal, for achieving the true meaning of filial piety, our indulgence was to open the door to my father's desires, and our own desires were opened at the same time.
But if not for this, we had no other way.
After a short rest, the child woke up. I was very grateful to the child for giving us this time.
Now that he was awake, we played together. My wife put on the thin, cicada-wing-like tank top again and changed her underwear. In just over half a day, she had changed her underwear three times; this was the fourth time.
This time, the underwear was pink. It was the first time I noticed that Lili's underwear was so colorful.
Afraid of disturbing my father's rest, she played with the child in the bedroom.
My father must have been very tired, after playing with the child all morning, experiencing psychological stimulation, and finally reaching orgasm through masturbation. After everything calmed down, he must have been exhausted.
After everything was over, my father logged off, and it was almost four o'clock.
I doubt my father can sleep either, so I'll just lie down for a bit.
I remembered something I've always wanted to do, so
I discussed it with Li Li. "Honey, there's something I want to tell you."
Li Li: "Tell me? Looks like you have another bad idea. Go ahead."
"No, I just want to... I want to install security cameras in our house and my father's house!"
Li Li looked at me, slightly surprised, then calmed down.
“I thought of that. You might have those thoughts! Do you want it to be like in novels? But could you bear to see us, to see what happened between me and your dad? I can't imagine you watching me have sex with another man, I can't imagine you watching me being taken by another man.”
I continued, “I've considered these things. If I knew nothing about what happened between you two, I probably wouldn't be able to bear it even more, because I was the one who facilitated it. I'm afraid something might happen when you have sex, like Dad's health, or his psychological stress. After all, Dad isn't young anymore. I'm also afraid that after you have sex, something might happen that you wouldn't want to accept, and you wouldn't say anything, enduring it for my sake. Even if Dad gets what he wants, you'll be wronged, and I can't accept that.
Of course, I admit that my curiosity, my psychological curiosity and resistance continue. I think, even if I feel uneasy, I'll make you tell me, describe every detail. Although that might also…” "It's more exciting, but if you recount it again, like at noon, can you and Dad handle all these multiple stimuli?"
Li Li thought for a long time, then said softly, "I know it's impossible for you to completely stay out of it. After all, this is something unethical that happened between the two people closest to you. I also know that your current physical reaction tells me that you are slowly changing your attitude towards accepting this. So, pretend then, but you have to promise me you won't laugh at my performance, and you won't let my physical reaction hurt your heart. Remember, I love you. I did it because I love you."
I hugged my wife, kissed her deeply, and said, "You are the love of my life. I understand how much you've sacrificed for me, and I will cherish you for the rest of my life. Enjoy it to the fullest, even if the initial enjoyment is tinged with so much shyness and taboo. I hope that while achieving my father's sexual happiness, I can also let you experience another kind of joy."
The child looked at us, blinked, and then played by himself.
Around six o'clock, I turned on the computer again, and my father's diary had been updated again.
This time, he didn't hide anything but directly expressed his thoughts. It seems he's not going to show us his diary.
"I'm filled with unbearable shame. I never imagined I'd look so directly at my daughter-in-law's body. I tried so hard to look away, but my gaze kept drifting back to her chest. Was it just because my son wasn't here today? Am I really such a father, such a father-in-law? I'm truly ashamed. I never imagined that looking at my daughter-in-law's full breasts, smooth skin, and the mysterious area covered by her small panties would give me a physical reaction. I never imagined I was such a shameless father. What I can't believe is that my daughter-in-law is actually seducing me, because she also had a physical reaction. She even changed her panties, and I..." I saw it with a guilty conscience. Was it intentional that my son had something come up today? What are they trying to do? Is it really as the young couple said, that they want to use this to please me, to use my daughter-in-law's body? I can't bear to think about it anymore. I never imagined that the young couple would talk to me online, letting me pour out all my torment. Thankfully, they were there for me to confide in, but this confiding only made my body tremble more. I couldn't stop thinking about my daughter-in-law's body.
And the young couple even made me imagine them having sex, and they actually did it for me, even though it was just text, they even sent audio. I know I'm guilty .
I shouldn't have looked at those words, listened to those sounds. The masturbation I hadn't done in years happened again. At the very least, I shouldn't have imagined that woman as my daughter-in-law.
Am I still me? Am I still the father who went through so much, doing everything for his son? I'm sorry, my child, what should I do? Is this part of enjoying life? I want to leave, but if I leave, what will happen to my son and daughter-in-law? If my son doesn't know, will he question his wife and affect their relationship? If my son knows—I can't believe he knows—but assuming he does, are they really doing it out of filial piety? Will they feel remorse because of my reaction, creating a rift in their relationship? After all, this is such a shameful thing to talk about.
I can't let them be unable to face me in the future just because I want to escape.
I don't know what to do.
I'll just try not to act too unnaturally. In any case, I can't affect my son and daughter-in-law's lives.
Calm down. "
Yes, so much happened in just half a day. For an elderly person who finds it hard to accept new things, it's almost impossible for a father to accept his daughter-in-law's temptation, let alone consider accepting infidelity. "
We can only thank our father for his great love, for it prevented him from running away and prevented this incident from halting our journey of filial piety.
Reading his words with my wife, feeling his sacrifices, we became even more convinced of the true meaning of filial piety: the giving of love.
It seemed our father opened the door, so we tidied up and got up to prepare dinner.
After all, we still needed to eat, and the baby needed some complementary food.
I went out first and saw my father on the balcony, so I greeted him, "Dad, you're up? It's the weekend, we slept in a little longer."
He responded. Nothing seemed amiss.
My wife waited for about ten minutes before coming out, without greeting us, handing the baby to me, and going straight to the kitchen to cook.
After all, she had experienced a day of embarrassing exposure and frenzied online displays.
Although the other person didn't know who she was, she knew. Not only did she expose her body in front of her father-in-law, but she also re-demonstrated it online, letting her husband watch, and even having sex. She described every detail of the act to her father-in-law, who heard the sounds of penetration and her moans. These were incredibly taboo and stimulating experiences, causing her uncontrollable shame.
Her father had also stayed on the balcony for a long time, because of spying on his daughter-in-law's body that morning, because of the indulgence of the internet, because of watching someone else's sex and hearing their panting. He had genuinely imagined that the man was himself and the woman was his daughter-in-law, and the masturbation he hadn't done in years had returned. The subsequent regret was even more acute.
Gazing at the deepening night and the lights of countless homes, who would have thought that this ordinary family would be in such a state?
When his wife had everything ready, I called my father to come and eat. He slowly came to the table. My wife served him rice, and then the family ate together as usual.
To ease the awkwardness, I told them about my experiences over the past few days, and they echoed my observations.
Although my wife's breasts were still exposed, my father seemed not to look at them, his gaze fixed on the table and what lay ahead.
Although it was different from usual, we both managed to suppress our own discomfort.
The meal went relatively smoothly. After dinner, my father wanted to go home, and my wife and I suggested that we go out for a walk and go hiking the next day. My father initially strongly objected, but my wife and I insisted, saying that he had been worried about Uncle Li lately and hadn't had a chance to go out since he was sick. We suggested we go out for a day trip nearby this Sunday.
I guess my father realized we were determined, and that it wouldn't be like him if we didn't agree, so he agreed and didn't go home that evening.
After dinner, my father wanted to go for a walk, but my wife and I remembered that he didn't have any workout clothes or shoes for the next day, so we took him to the mall. My father was initially reluctant. Later, we said that sportswear is like casual wear, and there will be plenty of opportunities to wear it in the future, so he should be open-minded, and so on, and he reluctantly agreed.
The good thing about saying this was that we quickly returned to our old relationship.
When we got to the mall, it was Li Li's domain. I carried the child and followed behind, while my father looked a little lost, since he rarely went shopping.
After a few minutes, Li Li cheered up, at least all the excitement and regret she had felt that day vanished.
She helped her father pick out this and that, pointing and commenting, just like she was picking out clothes for me, and even pulled his arm to make him spin around. I found it very amusing, and at that moment I didn't have any other thoughts. After all, this was a daughter-in-law who was like a daughter, picking out clothes for her father. Although not all father-in-law and daughter-in-law relationships are this harmonious, perhaps because of her single-parent background, their relationship had always been good.
In the evening, my wife changed into an orange casual outfit, without any revealing elements, making her look youthful and lively.
Before setting off, we discussed letting Dad take a break before putting pressure on him. He really couldn't handle it, and if he ran away, it would be hard to go back to his old life, let alone continue.
Dad gradually became happy along with his wife, even though the child wasn't good at saying nice things, he teased the child, asking if Grandpa was handsome.
It seemed he had temporarily forgotten what happened during the day and was enjoying family time.
If something had happened, could we still be this happy? Although this is what I long for, there are too many uncertainties.
And what's taboo about things? It's because touching them will cause many problems. I hope that the problems will be within a controllable range, and I hope that the three of us can be even happier.
We bought sportswear and sneakers. After returning home, the child, excited from going out, got tired soon after, and Li Li put the child to bed.
Dad and I watched TV in the living room, chatting occasionally, as if nothing had happened.
After Li Li finished washing the clothes, she changed back into that tank top and walked around in front of us. I thought she was planning to seduce my father again, but then I realized she was washing the new tracksuit she'd bought for him.
When my father found out, he asked why she wasn't wearing it before washing it. My wife explained that these short-sleeved shirts and pants are worn close to the skin and need to be washed before wearing.
Then she told my father to take off his shirt and put on his shorts so she could wash the tracksuit too. My father said he didn't need it.
But my wife went over to my father, giggling and waiting, continuing her playful behavior from the mall.
My father could only stand up and go back to the bedroom. When he came out, he was carrying the clothes to put in the washing machine, but my wife snatched them from him as if she were grabbing them. Then she went to wash them, and my father seemed a little uncomfortable.
My father and I sat down to continue watching TV. Li Li finished washing the clothes and came to watch TV too.
The sofa in our house is a fabric sofa, and my wife and I both like to lie on the side with the footrest, right next to the TV.
Li Li arrived, so I gave her the sofa and sat on the other side, with my father in the middle.
Li Li hesitated for a moment, then lay down.
With my father there, she could only lie on her side with her legs slightly bent; her tank top was too small, and if she stretched even slightly, her underwear would probably show.
Li Li placed one hand on her head, pressing it to the side, and the other on her leg—a very elegant posture.
Watching my wife lying on her side, her breathing even and rhythmic, I saw a different kind of quiet beauty.
After washing the clothes, my wife went back to her chores.
Before going to bed that night, I went on QQ and read my father's diary; it had just been updated.
"Although it's wrong, although I can't bear it, the change in my life has brought about a huge upheaval.
I don't know if it's good or bad, I don't know how far it will develop.
I'm afraid yet somewhat expectant, thinking about it yet ashamed.
A beautiful figure, a beautiful body, a beautiful expression, a beautiful woman living beside me. Although I've been widowed for many years, and thought my body and mind were dead, her beauty has awakened my desires.
I thought I wouldn't admit it, but under the attraction of that body, I thought it wasn't real.
But because I was attracted, I paid more attention to observe, and after careful observation, I discovered that the woman was so beautiful.
I felt happy for my child, a virtuous and beautiful woman.
But I had impure thoughts. Can I calm my heart? How I wish these things weren't real, but they've happened right beside me, how can I face it?
I hope my beautiful life won't be ruined!"
Watching her father's conflicted yet gradually opening mind, she felt boundless hope, yet it was a hope tinged with a different kind of feeling.
Then she searched online for how to secretly install a high-definition camera and how to install recording equipment.
I'd never dealt with this before, and now that I have, I realize there's a lot to learn. My wife came over after tidying up and saw me doing this. She was about to leave when I stopped her and showed her my father's diary.
She didn't comment much, just sighed.
It seems she's not entirely ready psychologically; after all, she's also concerned about her father's inner conflicts, and the implications of his progress are self-evident.
Then, I had her chat with my father on QQ on her phone while I continued learning how to install a webcam and recording equipment on my computer.
It had to be secure, discreet, high-definition, synchronized with the audio, and have a good connection. I'm not a professional, so I joined a few discussion groups and discovered that this kind of thing is quite common, since its uses are generally not honorable.
So, I used the QQ account I'd registered but never used before to read their chats. Some of the conversations were quite explicit, about things like secretly filming and spying, which made me very curious.
One person seemed very professional and gave guidance to many others, so I added that person on QQ to ask about the installation.
Of course, after adding him, he was very wary and didn't tell me directly. I told him that I have elderly relatives at home who are often away, so I wanted to install cameras.
But he didn't believe me at all. He said, "If that's your purpose, just contact the company directly."
Looking at the discussions in the group, I knew I had to say something appealing to get his agreement. So
I said I wanted to record my spouse's daily life.
This time, he became interested and told me how to buy them online, how to install them, how to hide the cameras, how to conceal the wiring, how to use wireless cameras, and how to prevent network playback, being secretly recorded, or having the port found, etc.
What he said was very helpful, and I quickly got a general understanding. Then he even gave me a tutorial, a very detailed tutorial, several pages long.
Then, I searched online and found that the places he mentioned for purchasing were all very discreet sellers, listing ordinary items, but after talking to the shop owners, I learned what those items represented.
Then I bought enough video equipment to install in my house and my father's house, which was quite expensive.
After finishing, I found that my father's QQ account was offline.
I went to bed and saw that my wife had stopped using her phone and was getting ready to sleep.
I asked her how her conversation with my father
went. She said nothing much; they had talked about everything they needed to at noon, but she felt a bit down in the evening because this period was inevitable after the passion of the morning. My father also said that he felt too much regret and was conflicted, similar to what he wrote in his diary.
My wife went along with her father, telling him to just let things take their course.
Yes, the period of regret and depression after passion is like a period of physical adjustment; it's bound to happen.
When I was buying the video equipment earlier, a few ripples of emotion stirred within me again, but it was different from the passion of noon. It was more about imagination and anticipation.
I discussed with my wife that we should go out tomorrow and go to bed early tonight.
I gave my wife a sweet kiss and then held her as we fell asleep.
Dreams seemed to come and go, emotions waned, but love remained strong.

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