Father-in-law and daughter-in-law love

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I am 28 years old and a mother of a two-year-old girl. After giving birth, I fell into a complicated relationship with my father-in-law, but after two years of adjustment, I finally overcame it.
I was born into an ordinary working-class family; my parents were a couple who had endured hardship together as sent-down youth. My older brother had a heart condition since childhood, which worsened as he grew up due to lack of timely treatment. At that time, both my parents were laid off, and their focus on sending me to university delayed his treatment. Although they later received assistance from the CEO of a private company, he still passed away.
Through the connections of my parents' workplace, during the most difficult time of trying to save my brother and support my university education, Mr. He, the general manager of a private company near our town, came to our rescue. He not only provided for my brother's surgery and other expenses but also sponsored my university education. When I was struggling to find employment after graduation, he offered me a job at his company.
At that time, Mr. He was only in his forties, very tall and imposing, kind and helpful. He was a well-known private entrepreneur in our city and a member of the Municipal People's Political Consultative Conference. After starting work, I learned from my colleagues that he was highly respected and had an excellent reputation within the company. He had been a manager in a large state-owned enterprise, known for his down-to-earth lifestyle and lack of scandals related to
his personal life, even though his wife was in poor health. He wasn't very computer literate, so he asked me to be his secretary, drafting documents, taking meeting minutes, and handling faxes. I was happy to work for him and felt fortunate to be working alongside him. He was also very caring and understanding, frequently praising my work.
Later, he introduced me to his son, who worked at another company owned by his family, so we could get to know each other better. I felt it would be wonderful to be part of their family, and I quickly settled into my role with his son. Because his wife's health was deteriorating, I married his son soon after we became a couple. Our marriage was very happy; the whole family were highly educated. My mother-in-law hoped to see her grandson before she passed away, so I became pregnant shortly after our marriage.
During my pregnancy, my mother-in-law's condition worsened, so my father-in-law (whom I usually called Dad) asked me to temporarily quit my job to stay home and care for her, and to prepare for childbirth. He even hired a part-time nanny.
Shortly after I gave birth to my daughter, my mother-in-law finally succumbed to her illness and passed away peacefully.
My father was quite depressed after my in-laws' passing. My mother-in-law was the founder of his business; she first used her family's inheritance to start a company, and only after it was developing well did my father retire from his original job to run the family business. When the business had grown significantly and my son had graduated from university, my mother-in-law was suddenly diagnosed with uterine cancer. My father visited many large hospitals both inside and outside the city, but they couldn't effectively control the progression of my in-laws' disease. Later, my mother-in-law resolutely refused to seek further medical treatment, insisting on staying by her husband and son's side for as long as possible. She persevered through self-care and injections, but before I joined their company, she had already reached the late stage of cancer.
After my mother-in-law became unable to stand and was hospitalized, she still insisted that her husband and son continue working. Therefore, my father moved to the hospital during that time until my mother-in-law passed away. So after my mother-in-law passed away, my father was very depressed, only cheering up when he held his granddaughter. Therefore, as soon as he got home from work, I had the nanny take our daughter to his backyard to cheer him up. We also tried to introduce him to potential girlfriends through former colleagues or relatives, but he generally refused to meet them.
Later, I noticed he seemed to enjoy watching me breastfeed our daughter, and I started to feel sorry for him. After he came home from work, I often had the nanny do other things so I could keep him company with our daughter, letting him play with his granddaughter and talk to him. Gradually, he told me why he didn't want to meet girlfriends casually: he didn't want to associate with women he didn't know; he needed genuine feelings, and he felt that his current wealth and fame were the biggest obstacle to finding true love. Later, he started talking to me more often, and I could tell he considered me his closest and most trusted friend.
However, after he became dependent on me, I worried that things might develop further. Sometimes when he saw me breastfeeding our daughter, he didn't avoid me; sometimes he would stare at me intently. But I didn't embarrass him; I continued to breastfeed our daughter openly and naturally. Gradually, I came to genuinely like him looking at me.
At that time, my husband not only had to handle the affairs of his own company, but also frequently went to my father's company to deal with matters, because my father would often call him when he was in a bad mood, asking him to accompany company guests for drinks and card games, or to assign tasks to employees or check on their work. My father also often asked his middle-level managers to report to my husband when he was not in the office. He preferred to spend time playing with his granddaughter and chatting with me. He understood his feelings at the time and was often very considerate of him. So, one morning on a day off, after the nanny put my daughter to sleep, she went to the supermarket to buy groceries. My father and I were chatting in the small living room next to my sleeping daughter in my father's backyard when he suddenly asked me to let him nurse. I actually agreed without thinking. I felt very embarrassed after I agreed, but my father had already hugged me very excitedly. My mind went blank, and I involuntarily lifted my clothes to make a breastfeeding posture. Before I could react, my father actually leaned towards me and took my left breast into his mouth.
After my father suckled my breast, I started to feel embarrassed and said, "Dad, no!" and tried to stand up, but he held me tightly. I was so weak and powerless that I had no choice but to let him suckle. After a few sucks, he started touching my right breast and rubbing it up and down. Then he pushed me down onto the sofa where I was sitting and switched to suckling my right breast, while roughly touching my left breast with his hand. After a few more sucks, he looked up, held my head in his hands, and kissed my face deeply. I hugged his head tightly, letting him kiss me. A little while later, he freed one hand to unbutton my coat while kissing me, and then used his other hand to unbutton my bra. He quickly got up and closed the living room door. I was using the clothes he had taken off to cover myself when he ran over, pounced on me, tore off my clothes, and started suckling my breast again. He said excitedly, "Tingting, please forgive me. I liked you the moment I saw you when I brought money to your brother's hospital. I wanted you to be family with me, which is why I arranged for you to meet Xiaohao (my husband) so quickly after you started working here. Thank you for making me so happy lately!" Then Dad kissed me passionately, putting his mouth to my lips, and said things like, "I will love you well." I was so overwhelmed with emotion that I blurted out, "Dad, I'll thank you for the rest of my life. I really want you to be happy!" Dad said, "Tingting, thank you for understanding Dad and for helping Dad."
Then, after rubbing my breasts vigorously for a while, Dad took off my pajama bottoms and said, "Tingting, Dad hasn't been intimate with a woman for over two years. Let Dad have his way this once." With tears in my eyes, I said, "Dad, I want you to be well. As long as you're happy, I'm willing." Then I said, "Dad, let me into the inner room." Dad was overjoyed and quickly grabbed my clothes. I used my pants to cover my lower body and quickly entered Dad's bedroom. As soon as I entered, Dad closed the door, pulled me down onto his bed, threw off my pants, quickly stripped naked, climbed on top of me, kissed my cheek again, gently nibbled my earlobe, and kept rubbing my breasts. After about ten seconds, he finally said, "I'm so happy. It's my blessing to have such a beautiful, considerate, and sensible daughter-in-law." I also said, "Dad, I love you. I want to make you happy." Dad reached down and touched my lower body. I squirmed a little embarrassed, but Dad still put his hand inside my vagina, then pulled it out, saying, "You want it too? I want you." Then he entered me. He started moving faster, and although I was excited, I said, "Dad, slow down." After moving for a while, Dad stopped, bent over, and suckled at my breast, saying, "The first time I saw you breastfeeding, I had an urge. I thought I was the happiest person to suckle your milk." I said, "If you feel happy, then eat. I'll let you eat whenever you want in the future." Dad switched breasts, suckled a few times, and then started moving inside me again, this time for a longer time. After a while, Dad said, "Tingting, you're really warm and tight inside." I said, "Dad, I'm only 24 years old, and you're very vigorous." Dad was very happy and thrust hard for a while, whispering some sweet nothings to me, then hugged me tightly, shuddered, pressed himself against my lower abdomen, and ejaculated inside me. I clung tightly to my father's back, letting him fill me. After he finished, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Tingting, I feel much better." After a pause, he suckled at my breasts a few more times before I said, "Dad, take care. Xiao Juanzi (the nanny) might be back soon." My father watched me get dressed, touching my breasts from behind as he said, "My Tingting is so thoughtful. I'll love you even more next time."
After I finished dressing, my father hugged and kissed me for a while, then touched my breasts a few times through my clothes before letting me leave. I went back to my bedroom in the front yard, took off my underwear, washed my genitals with warm water and salt, changed into new underwear, and quickly washed them again. I hung them to dry among the clothes my husband and I had just washed before checking to see if my daughter was awake. I found my father already sitting beside her bed, watching TV while keeping an eye on his granddaughter. When he saw me come in, he came over and massaged my breasts again, saying, "With Dad here, you can go about your business."
Later, I took a Yuting (emergency contraceptive) pill and sat on the recliner in the front hall to read. After Xiaojuanzi came back, I asked her to check if our daughter was awake. She went and came back saying that Grandpa was watching over her and told me to go do my own things while he looked after the baby.
That night, when Ahao came to be intimate with me, I felt like I was having sex with my father. Even Ahao thought I was more sexually aroused that day, and he was even more intense and forceful, ejaculating inside me completely. Then he carried me to the bathroom to wash my lower body and took the opportunity to touch my breasts. After washing himself, he came back naked and pounced on me, suckling at my breasts. He does this almost every time. Once, I said I wanted to wean our daughter off breast milk sooner, otherwise my body might become deformed. He said no, I've just become addicted and can't quit. Besides, the more milk our daughter drinks, the smarter and prettier she might become, and it could even enhance her father's sexual function. Although he was joking, if I wanted to quit now, at least three people would object, but our daughter just wouldn't say it.
The next evening, Ahao came home and said that Dad seemed much more energetic today. He had arranged the week's work in a very organized manner in just one morning. I was going to go to the head office for a report today, but they said they had all reported to the general manager (Dad) and received instructions, so I wouldn't have to run back and forth anymore. Hearing that Dad had cheered up, I felt both excited and worried. I was excited because Dad had finally found strength in me and was becoming more cheerful, but I was worried that Dad might not be able to control himself and would come looking for me again, which Ahao or Xiaojuan might see. Because on Monday, before leaving, Dad went to my daughter's room to see his granddaughter and "casually" touched my breasts, and even reached inside my clothes to touch them before leaving.
Fortunately, in the following days, apart from occasionally touching my breasts, Dad didn't ask me to breastfeed or anything like that. But on Friday noon, Ahao called home and said that Dad had sent him and General Manager Yu (Dad's company's deputy general manager) to another city to discuss a project, and that we shouldn't host a dinner for them that evening, as they might not be coming back. He also complained a little that the plan was to go on Monday, but Dad insisted on going today, saying that he had already reached an agreement with the other party. I had a vague feeling that it might indeed be something Dad had done intentionally. Sure enough, after Xiaojuan and I had finished dinner, cleaned up, and given my daughter a bath, Dad came and took the baby to him, asking me to go watch TV in the backyard. I knew what Dad meant, so I said, "Dad, please watch the baby while I take a shower and come back in." Dad said it was easier for him to shower inside and tried to pull me in, so I had no choice but to go in with him. Dad held the baby while watching TV, patting and soothing her to sleep. Before long, the baby was indeed asleep.
After Dad put the baby in the little room to sleep, he quickly came out, hugged me, and said, "Today I can finally properly love my Tingting." I sat on his lap, and he reached out and touched my breast, then unbuttoned his shirt, laid me down on the sofa, and began to suckle at my breast with relish. He ate while taking off my clothes and bra, then switched to the other breast and ate a few more bites before starting to kiss me, biting my nose and earlobes, licking my cheeks. He then held my face, looked at me, and said, "I really feel young and energetic again, all thanks to you. So today I want to thank you very much, my daughter." He said that from now on, when we're alone together, he'll call me his daughter. Then, he rubbed my breasts with one hand and reached down to my genitals with the other, touching my vulva for a while before taking off my pants. As he was about to take off my underwear, I sat up and said, "Dad, not here, let me take a shower first." Dad started undressing himself, and before I could close the bathroom door, he squeezed in. I was very embarrassed and said, "Dad, I'm not used to this. I've never let Ah Hao in when I shower." Dad said, "Today it's just the three of us at home, and the baby is fast asleep. You want me to wait outside alone?"
There was no other way, so I had to let him in. Once inside, he quickly adjusted the water temperature and filled the tub. Then he carried me into the bathtub and squeezed in to help me wash. He really wanted to wash my breasts and between my legs, but I wouldn't let him. After he scrubbed my back and washed my buttocks, I told him to get out of the tub. He obediently got out and watched me wash my breasts, abdomen, and genitals, occasionally reaching out to touch my breasts. He then rinsed himself with water, holding his penis and saying, "You'd better do your best later, don't disappoint my Tingting." After I finished washing and dried myself, I prepared to put on my pajamas, but my father snatched them away, saying, "I'll put them on for you later." He then took me to his bedroom. As soon as we entered, he didn't even close the door and pounced on me on the bed, kissing me and kneading my breasts, saying that his greatest joy was making my Tingting happy. I just buried my head in his chest, letting him caress my breasts. He rubbed me for a while, then kissed me, gently biting my breasts. He then made me kneel on the bed, straddled me, held my waist, and entered me from behind. I felt my vaginal walls itch from his penetration. After a while, he reached out and grasped my dangling breasts, kneading and moving them. He kept asking if I was comfortable. After thrusting for a while, I felt him suddenly speed up. Just when I thought he was about to ejaculate, he suddenly pulled out, pushed me down, and quickly entered me again from the front. He kissed me, gently bit me, and occasionally bent down to suckle my breasts. After a while, he held me tightly and ejaculated deeply into my body. Afterwards, he used the high-quality toilet paper and wet wipes he had prepared to clean me (he wouldn't let me clean myself), then cleaned himself. After he finished, I said I needed to go to the toilet, but he wouldn't let me. He pressed himself against me again and listened to him talk about how much he missed me. As he spoke, he would occasionally touch my breasts and kiss my mouth and face. About half an hour later, I said I wanted to go back to my room. I was worried that Ah Hao and Mr. Yu might call back after dinner and no one would answer. Only then did my father allow me to get up and put on my pants. As I was getting dressed, my father pushed me back onto the bed, held my arms down, and suckled on my breasts. After a few sucks, he gently bit my nipples, then pulled me up and made me put on my clothes. While I was hugging my daughter, he touched my breasts again before letting me go back to my room in the front yard.
At dawn, my father came to the front yard and gently knocked on my door. I knew it was him, so I opened it. As soon as he entered, he pressed me onto the bed, kissed me, touched me, lifted my pajamas, and began breastfeeding. After a few sucks, he pulled down my pants, then his own, climbed on top of me, and quickly entered me. We barely spoke. I felt his intensity and moved to receive his penetration. He moved quickly, kneading my breasts as he thrust in and out. After about ten minutes, he entered me for the third time. Then he climbed off me, pulled up my pants, pulled down my pajamas, patted my cheeks, and touched my breasts, saying, "My sweet Tingting, you're so good. Daddy's going to Yunnan for two days, so I'm taking you so early. I'm so happy. You have to be good to Ahao. I'll go to the airport as soon as Xiaojuanzi arrives. You can continue sleeping." After saying that, he kneaded my breasts for about a minute, kissed me, and then I heard his driver open the garage door. He went out and told the driver to wait a few minutes.
A few minutes later, I heard Xiaojuanzi greeting Mr. He. Then I heard my father say to Xiaojuanzi, "Take good care of my granddaughter. You also need to rest properly. Call me if you need anything." Shortly after Xiaojuanzi knocked and came in, I heard the car drive away. Xiaojuanzi saw that the baby was sleeping well and then left. I quickly got up to wash my hands, get some water, and take my medicine. As I fell asleep again, I felt happy, knowing that two wonderful men loved me deeply. But I also worried that if Ah Hao found out, the situation would be very serious. Yet, I was mostly happy.
Around lunchtime, Ah Hao called to say that their business deal was finalized and the agreement was signed. He would return to the city later that afternoon to handle some business at the company, and might come back after dinner. Just as I was about to eat dinner, my father called to say he was staying at the Xiangming Hotel and had already had a late-night snack. He knew Ah Hao hadn't returned yet and said he missed me and thanked me for my love. He told me to be more affectionate with Ah Hao that night. I advised my father to rest early. That night, as usual, Ah Hao undressed me completely and went to nurse. I suddenly remembered that when I was breastfeeding the baby during the day, I vaguely saw a faint tooth mark on my right breast where my father had bitten it, but I hadn't checked if it had faded. I was startled and secretly glanced at it while Ah Hao was nursing from my left breast. My right breast was clean and white, without any tooth mark. Only then did I feel safe enough to let Ah Hao enjoy it. Ah Hao, perhaps because he hadn't satisfied himself the night before, seemed much more eager when he got back. He wanted me twice before bed. After I quickly washed up, he still wouldn't let me sleep naked, instead holding my breast with one hand. I only put on my pajamas when I got up in the middle of the night to change our daughter's diaper.
The next day at noon, Ah Hao ate lunch at the company again. I was breastfeeding our daughter when my father called to say he was working overtime, talking to the other manager, and trying to come home that evening. I told him Ah Hao would be home that night. He said he knew, and that he just wanted to come home and see me to feel better, and that he would try to control himself.
My father sends Ah Hao on business trips almost every week, and he has to stay at least one night in each trip. Of course, after Xiao Juanzi leaves at night, he still wants to see me, seeking passion. Like Ah Hao, he wants to undress me, climb on top of me to nurse and kiss me, and then forcefully penetrate me. My father's favorite thing to do was to first thrust into my vagina from behind while caressing my breasts. After a certain point, he would push me down and enter me from the front, thrusting and kissing me while suckling my breasts until he ejaculated inside me. Usually, he would have sex with me in the backyard first, then take me back to the front yard, kiss and caress me for a while before going back to sleep. But twice, he insisted on having sex with me in his bed with Ah-hao, then slept next to me, and had sex with me again the next morning, ejaculating inside me before returning to his backyard.
When my daughter was eight months old, one evening, with the whole family together and after Xiao-juan left, my father said to Ah-hao in front of me, "Son, you should give me a grandson to continue our family business. The business we, father and son, have worked so hard to build must have a successor." Ah-hao nodded repeatedly in agreement. I was slightly embarrassed and didn't say anything, only picking up my daughter and playing with her. That night, while Ah-hao was having sex with me, he said to me, "Could we have another son?" I told him it was very tiring; I hadn't worked for a year before and after giving birth to my daughter. He said he didn't need me to work; it turned out he'd made me work for a while after our marriage so I wouldn't be idle. He planned to have a son for him after our daughter turned one. So from then on, after he was with me at night, he never made me take birth control pills again. But I still secretly took them when I got up in the middle of the night to breastfeed
my daughter. During this time, many of my father's former colleagues or friends introduced him to young and pretty girlfriends, but he basically didn't meet them. One night, after my father was with me, he was touching my breasts and talking to me. I told him how beautiful and elegant the lady Uncle Zhang had introduced as my future mother-in-law was. My father said none of that mattered; what mattered was genuine feelings. They all knew I had some money, so why would I date an older man who was ten or twenty years older than them? I said, "Dad, I don't think you're old." My father jokingly said, "Wasn't my performance with you alright?" I have genuine feelings for you, and you have genuine feelings for me too. These are pure feelings, not driven by money, which is why I think about you so much.
After my daughter turned one year old, my mother from my hometown came and took her to her maternal grandmother's house with Xiaojuanzi to wean her. During this time, my father encouraged my husband to take some of his company's employees on a week-long vacation (a company tradition). I don't work for his company, and Ah Hao and I have been to scenic spots like Qinyinggou many times, so I didn't go. As a result, only my father and I were at home. Ah Hao's team left in the morning, and at noon, my father asked me to cook for him while I was at home. He said he had arranged his work and wouldn't be going to the company in the afternoon.
Just after noon, Dad's car returned. After seeing the driver off, Dad closed the front door and followed the aroma of food to the small dining room. I had just set out the food, waiting for Dad to eat. After washing his hands outside, Dad rushed into the dining room, grabbed me, and kissed me several times. Then he pulled me onto his lap and fed me. I said, "Dad, you should eat some too." Dad said, "My dear Tingting, your dad isn't hungry in his tummy, but he's hungry down there. What should we do?" As he spoke, he pressed my hand onto his penis, and with his other hand, he put down the chopsticks and touched my breasts. He kissed my earlobe and said, "My dear daughter, shouldn't you feed Daddy before you eat?" I had no choice but to let him pull me into my bedroom. He quickly stripped me naked, almost tearing my bra, and then stripped himself naked. He pushed me down onto the bed, his hands constantly groping my breasts and vagina, kissing my mouth, saying, "My dear daughter, I've missed you so much." After he'd had his fill of touching, he thrust his thick penis into my vagina. I was aroused and responded, arching my back to meet his. He quickly reached climax and ejaculated inside me.
After he withdrew, I planned to wash up and eat, but he wouldn't let me. He said it was more interesting to eat with my naked daughter, so I didn't put on any clothes. After dinner, he wanted me to watch TV with him. He pulled me into his arms, stroking my breasts as we watched, and said I was cutting back on his milk supply. I said I didn't understand. He said, "Now that you're not giving me milk, are you cutting back on my milk supply?" I laughed and said, "My milk is meant for my daughter. You're not my daughter, so how could I be cutting back on your milk supply?" He laughed and said, "If I drink your milk, I'm your son, so what?" Then he took my right breast into his mouth and sucked hard. I quickly said, "Dad, no! I just stopped breastfeeding. What if you suck it all out? That would be terrible!" He said, "That's true, you're going to have a son, and if you don't stop breastfeeding early, it won't be easy to get pregnant." Then Dad said, "Well, it's okay if I touch you or not, right?"
Because Dad was with me the whole time, I didn't have a chance to take my pill. Dad and I watched TV and teased each other. Later, I felt it wasn't good to be naked, and I wanted to take the pill under the pretense, so I said I was a little sleepy. Dad let me go inside and take a nap. After I went inside, Dad followed me in, covered me with a blanket, and then sat on the edge of my bed reading my novel. I had no choice but to sleep. After I slept for a while, I opened my eyes and saw Dad lying next to me reading his novel. When he saw that I was awake, he pulled off my blanket, turned around, climbed on top of me, and started touching and kissing me. Then he entered me again and ejaculated. That day, from noon when Dad came home until I cuddled with him to sleep that night, he entered me three times, ejaculating inside me each time, and didn't give me a chance to take the birth control pill. When I woke up in the middle of the night, I saw that my father was asleep. I was about to get out of bed to use the bathroom as an excuse to take my pills, but as soon as my feet left the bed, my father woke up, so I didn't dare to go get the pills.
The next day, my father temporarily changed the phone in my bedroom to call forwarding and drove me to Heifeng Mountain in the neighboring county early in the morning. We stayed in a high-end villa-style farmhouse. In the morning, my father drove me around and we went hiking. After returning to the villa at noon, my father made me lift my clothes so he could touch my breasts for a while. After kissing me hard, he drove me to a nearby town to buy some local homespun clothes. He also picked out a set. While buying it, he whispered to me that he would spend a happy night holding his little country bumpkin. After dinner, my father lay down next to me and told me that his biggest dream was for me to give him a son to raise as his grandson. My heart skipped a beat. It turned out that after we slept together, Dad had been watching over me, hoping I'd get pregnant with his child. He even transferred his landline to a neighboring county for our honeymoon, all to have sex with me more often and prevent me from taking birth control pills.
After Dad finished speaking, I said, "Dad, how can I have your child? After it's born, my daughter will have to call him 'uncle.' Don't you think that's difficult?" Dad said, "As long as it's a legitimate He family child, I don't care if I call him son or grandson." Then he climbed on top of me again and tried to implant his seed inside me. I felt like Dad had implanted his seed many times in the past two days, and I worried that if I got pregnant with his child, it would be really difficult. We spent two days at Simian Mountain, and Dad had sex with me four times, each time ejaculating deep inside me. I became even more worried.
On the third day, after we returned home, I did some light cleaning while Dad went to work. When he came home that night, he begged me for another chance both times he wanted me. As usual, my dad made sure I got dressed before I did. While getting dressed, I told him that my baby had been at her grandma's for almost a month, and I'd stopped breastfeeding, so I wanted to go and bring her back. My dad agreed, and I called my husband, who lived in Jiuzhaigou. He also wanted to bring our daughter back. So, my dad sent a driver to take me back to our hometown.
My parents, after being laid off, opened the only laundry shop in our town with my husband's financial support. They only handled management and registration, employing two local high school graduates. Business was doing well. My father-in-law called to say he would be away for two or three days and asked me to stay at my parents' house a few more days. During the day, I took my toddler daughter to the laundry shop to play. In the afternoon, I met a senior from my high school who was now teaching at a local high school. She was doing laundry at my parents' shop. She had beautiful skin and was once the most beautiful girl in our high school (I was called the most beautiful girl in junior high). During our conversation, I learned that she wasn't married and didn't even have a boyfriend. After she left, the two young women my parents had hired told me that the teacher was highly respected at school. She was beautiful, loved her students, was kind, and had excellent teaching results; she was a key teacher in the district. No one had ever seen her in a relationship. She didn't like dating teachers who weren't much older than her; she preferred older men. Some teachers speculated that she might have a father complex. Her father adored her. When she first entered university, her father went to deliver her ID card to the school. She invited him to stay for dinner, but he had to rush back to work and insisted on leaving. As she walked him across the street to catch a bus, he turned back to say goodbye in the middle of the road and was hit by a truck, dying instantly. She rushed to her mangled father's body, kneeling there, weeping uncontrollably. Because she was one of the university's most beautiful girls, her ordeal led to a sit-in by thousands of students on the road in front of the university. Despite repeated attempts by school leaders, traffic police, and local police station officials to persuade them, not a single student paid any attention. After she recovered, she bowed deeply to all the students who were sitting in silence and said, "Thank you, fellow alumni. Please go back to school." In just a few minutes, she persuaded the students, who had been trying to convince the school and police for hours, to return home. Later, the school and traffic police were deeply moved and offered her tremendous help. Afterwards, she was consumed by guilt, blaming herself for not going back to get her ID card, which led to her father's death. Therefore, she only liked older men, men who were like fathers to her. Everyone knew she was very sentimental and respected her greatly.
After hearing the introductions from two younger students, I had an idea. So, the next day, when my senior came to collect her clothes, I asked for her phone number and sincerely invited her to my home. The third day was the weekend, and I arranged to go to the city with my senior to choose clothes for the changing season. I asked her to accompany me that evening, saying that I might be home alone and I was a little scared. I called my father and told him I needed to go back and go to the city to buy things first. My father said he would have his driver pick me up and told the driver to follow my instructions. After the car arrived, Xiaojuanzi and I put the baby in the car, said goodbye to the grandparents, and went to pick up my senior from school. We first went to the downtown commercial street and picked out a few outfits at the city department store. I insisted on giving one set to my senior. Then I asked her to come to my house.
When we got home, we found that Dad was already back. He was very excited to see us and rushed over to hug the baby. I quickly introduced her to my senior, saying she was a teacher at my alma mater and the school beauty of my high school. Dad said, "School beauties are divided into high school and junior high school?" I said, "Yes, she was in high school, and I was in junior high." Dad asked, "Did you have any certificates back then?" My senior said, "It was just the classmates' random votes." After lunch, Xiao Juanzi took the baby to play elsewhere, and Dad, my senior, and I chatted together. I started by saying, "Senior, you're so beautiful, you must have a lot of suitors." My senior said, "I've heard some flies buzzing around, but they're all immature people, I'm not interested." I asked, "What kind of person do you like? I can introduce you to someone." She said she likes mature and steady people. I said, "You're just like Dad, you both want steady people, you don't meet people easily, and you want to find someone with rich inner qualities." She said, "Your mother must have been very outstanding." I said, "She was a very capable person when she was alive." My senior quickly said, "I'm sorry, Uncle, I didn't know your mother had passed away." I glanced at my senior sister and saw her face slightly flushed. I guided my father to talk about his views on relationships, and after two hours of conversation, my father called a driver to take my senior sister back to school.
Ah Hao was coming back the next day. I knew my father would seize the opportunity. After seeing off Xiao Juanzi, who hadn't been home for days, my father eagerly hugged and kissed me, then touched me and undressed me. After he ejaculated inside me, he continued to press down on me and chat. I told my father about my senior sister. My father said he admired her greatly, saying she was decisive, had weathered many storms, and valued relationships. She was also kind and considerate, just like the little beauty beneath me. I said, "Dad, I really want to introduce her to you; you must seize the opportunity." My father asked if I was trying to avoid him. I said, "No, if Dad still likes Tingting, Tingting will definitely give in to Dad if he wants her." As he spoke, my father re-entered my body and began thrusting. I tried my best to cooperate with his movements, bringing him to another climax, and he ejaculated inside me again. Then Dad moved off me and held me as we fell asleep.
During the National Day holiday, I made an excuse that I couldn't understand the English instruction manual for the digital camera my husband had bought. I asked the driver to bring my senior classmate, who was with my mother at school, to my house to translate and guide me in using the imported digital camera. As soon as she got out of the car, I noticed her eyes were searching. I knew I might be playing matchmaker. Of course, I didn't let her leave. That evening, after Dad came home, we ate together, and afterwards, Dad chatted with us enthusiastically. My husband and I were naturally working in the same direction; we could clearly feel the spark between them.
The next day, when I went shopping with my senior classmate, I told her about my father's attitude towards relationships, how we had introduced him to girlfriends, etc. When I sensed she was interested, I bluntly said, "I want you to help my father out of his emotional slump." My senior classmate said, "I already know about your father's story; I know he's a real man."
After I saw my senior classmate off, my husband told her about her attitude, and he also supported making her his stepmother.
On Saturday afternoon, after my husband went to coordinate the establishment of a branch office in a lower district, my father, as usual, came to my room after Xiaojuanzi left. The baby was already asleep. My father started wanting me again. This time, to allow for deeper penetration, he made me curl my legs up, and he held them up while thrusting into me hard. I cooperated fully, of course. After my father was satisfied, I asked him to introduce me to my senior colleague. He said that he hadn't sent Ahao out that day; there was something going on in Wanzhou. I said I knew. My father said he felt that taking advantage of Ahao for so long was unacceptable. So, although he really liked me, he felt it was time to change things. However, in the morning, he still wanted me again and ejaculated into my uterus once more.
On Sunday morning, I contacted the driver early and asked him to pick up my senior colleague. At noon, Ahao, who had rushed back from the lower district, went to the Marriott Hotel for lunch with my father. During the meal, my father solemnly proposed to my senior classmate, who happily accepted the diamond ring and red roses he gave her. That afternoon, my father visited my senior classmate's mother at the school, and she also accepted his proposal.
From then on, we had a little mom who was only three years older than me and only one year older than my husband. I no longer worried that my father would want me to give him a son. When my daughter, Baobao, turned three, our family gained two boys; she called one "little brother," and the other "uncle." Our family lived very harmoniously in the big city.

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