Helpless Wife (1)

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(I)
After finally managing to serve the whole family dinner, my husband and two children were comfortably watching TV in the living room. I went into the bedroom and sat down at the vanity, feeling the lingering smell of cooking oil. I really wanted a hot bath, but I was too lazy to move. Looking at myself in the mirror, my hair was a mess and my makeup was smudged. Eighteen years of marriage, the life of a simple housewife had almost turned me into a haggard old woman. I married into the Xu family at nineteen. If I hadn't accidentally gotten pregnant with An'an, I probably wouldn't have gotten married so early. Thinking of this, I stood up and looked at myself in the vanity mirror. I'd maintained a pretty good figure; my naturally slim physique meant I was still quite slender even after having two children. My high, firm breasts were my proudest feature, something my husband often boasted about. Men are all like that; they like women with big breasts.
"An'an! Wenwen! Go read a book!" I walked out of the bedroom and called out to the living room from afar. An'an is already an eighteen-year-old boy, just graduated from high school and preparing for the college entrance exam. He doesn't seem very serious about it. In contrast, seventeen-year-old Wenwen is much more well-behaved than his brother. The two are also quite different in height, almost a head shorter. The older brother is stronger, like our father, while the younger brother is more delicate, like me, especially his face, which is almost a carbon copy of mine. The two brothers are really a pair of handsome young men. No wonder we've been getting a lot of calls from girls lately, though it seems like they're mostly looking for the older brother
. I turned and went back into the bedroom, opening the wardrobe drawer. The top drawer is where I keep my underwear. I was thinking about which set of lingerie to wear today when I felt a sudden tingling sensation in my lower abdomen. Maybe I should wear something sexy; I can have some intimacy with my husband tonight. I flipped through a stack of pajamas to the bottom, where I keep my sexier lingerie. I looked around, and... wait, where's the heart-shaped lingerie I bought last week? Feeling puzzled, I wondered if I had misplaced it. I searched everywhere but couldn't find it, so I gave up and grabbed another set of underwear, wondering if I had forgotten where I put it.
"Uncle! Where are you going?" I always go to the nearby community center for flower arranging lessons in the afternoon; it's been a habit for the past year or two. Otherwise, staying home all day as a housewife would drive me crazy sooner or later. On my way home, I ran into my husband's older brother. He's a very talkative and witty person. Since joining the Xu family, I've gotten along best with him. However, he divorced three years ago because he was idle all day, living off rent. My sister-in-law couldn't stand that kind of life, so they divorced, leaving behind a precious daughter, Xinxin, who is quite a beauty. Fortunately, he has an easier time, as he's the one who lives with my father-in-law, which makes things much easier for me.
"Come over for dinner sometime." After exchanging pleasantries with my uncle, I walked a few steps home. Today, my flower arranging teacher had something come up unexpectedly, so my classmates and I chatted for a bit and then left. It's summer vacation now, so only Wenwen should be home, since An'an goes to the library in the afternoons. I don't know if he's going to pick up girls or study, but it
's better than him just lounging around at home! I opened the door and went inside. The house was quiet. I casually put my bag on the sofa and noticed my bedroom door was open. I thought to myself, I closed it before I left. Who opened it? Thinking this, I walked towards the bedroom, but the scene before me shocked me.
"Wenwen! What are you doing?" Good heavens! Is this my Wenwen? A girl wearing my yellow dress, her face covered in my makeup, and her legs in my yellow stockings—Wenwen seemed surprised to see me come home so early, her face full of astonishment.
"Mom! I…" Wenwen stammered, unable to explain, her face filled with fear. It broke my heart. Why would Wenwen do this? Is she gay?
"Take it off quickly, what kind of behavior is this?" I scolded Wenwen with a hint of anger, but actually I was more worried. This child's behavior was a bit off, what should I do?
"Um!" Wenwen blushed like a girl, lowered her head and responded, then reached behind her to pull down the zipper of her dress. Judging from Wenwen's practiced movements, it probably wasn't her first time wearing it! Wenwen carefully took off the dress, and I almost fainted. The underwear I had been searching for was now on Wenwen's body. I couldn't bear to look anymore.
"Change and come out quickly!" I was trembling with anger. I went into the living room and sat down, thinking about how to communicate with Wenwen. I shouldn't get angry. After a while, Wenwen walked tremblingly to my side and sat down. Seeing Wenwen's frightened expression, my heart softened.
"Tell Mom! You're just playing around, right?" I tried to think of the best-case scenario, but Wenwen shook her head, and my heart sank.
"You like boys?" I became scared, but thankfully Wenwen still shook her head.
"Mom! I'm sorry! I couldn't control myself, I really wanted to dress up as a girl." Wenwen cried, head bowed. I didn't know what to do.
"Don't let your dad know." I didn't know how to handle it either, but I couldn't let Wenwen's hot-tempered father find out, otherwise Wenwen would be beaten terribly.
"Don't do it again! Okay?" I whispered to comfort Wenwen, but it seemed to be of no use.
"I'm going to my room." Wenwen ran into her room, looking hurt. I didn't know if I had handled it correctly, and my mood plummeted.
Lying in bed that night, I racked my brains, wondering what to do. I really didn't know how to help Wenwen, and I couldn't discuss it with my husband. Then, a thought struck me: I could talk to my uncle. He had a lot of ideas, and he was family, so it wouldn't get out. He could definitely help. With that thought in mind, I felt a little more relaxed and decided to get some sleep.
I stammered and told my uncle about Wenwen's situation. After listening, my uncle looked serious and told me that I absolutely couldn't tell my husband, otherwise everything would be hopeless. I nodded. My uncle thought for a moment and said he would handle it, telling me not to worry. He then asked me to call Wenwen over
. Before Wenwen arrived, my uncle and I discussed why Wenwen had acted this way, but we couldn't reach a conclusion. After Wenwen arrived, my uncle told me to go home first, saying it was a man's matter. I had no choice but to leave. Before leaving, I told Wenwen to listen to my uncle. Back home, I was still uneasy, wondering if Wenwen would be alright.
Wenwen came home that evening looking very happy. Seeing her joyful expression, I couldn't help but admire my uncle's ability. I wondered how he communicated with Wenwen. I thought everything should be fine, but my husband was home, so it wasn't convenient to ask Wenwen. I had to hold back and ask the next day.
The next morning, Wenwen woke me up, saying that my uncle wanted me to come with her that day. I rubbed my sleepy eyes, got up, dressed, and went out with Wenwen. To avoid upsetting Wenwen too much, I wore long pants and a shirt and didn't put on makeup, so as not to affect her.
I arrived at my uncle's house. My father-in-law was away on a trip these past few days, and Xin Xin was participating in a self-reliance activity, so only my uncle was home. The three of us sat in the living room. My uncle asked Wenwen to sit down and gestured for me to come upstairs with him. I thought my uncle wanted to have a private talk with me, so I followed him to his bedroom on the second floor.
"The matter is very serious," my uncle said gravely. "Wenwen isn't just playing around; he has transgender tendencies."
Hearing my uncle say this, I was completely stunned. "What should we do?" I
was at a loss. "There is a way, but..." My uncle hesitated.
"What way? It's okay, tell me." I was eager to know what to do and nervously grabbed my uncle's strong arm.
"This situation is most likely caused by an Oedipus complex," my uncle stated his theory.
"Me? Me?" I asked in surprise.
"Yes! Because he loves his mother but knows it's wrong, he transfers it to your clothes," my uncle said seriously.
"Then! What should I do?" I asked anxiously, realizing the reason was myself!
"But! This method..." My uncle trailed off again, and I was frantic.
Unable to resist my pleas, he finally said, "First! You need to let Wenwen understand you."
"That's easy! I'll just talk to Wenwen more," I said naively. "
Not enough! You need to let Wenwen understand your body."
I was stunned. What did that mean?
"You need to let Wenwen see his mother's body clearly, completely," my uncle said earnestly.
"Is that necessary?" I could hardly believe what I was hearing.
"Not only that! You also need to point out the differences between your bodies," my uncle elaborated. I didn't answer, still unsure of the extent he was referring to.
"Finally, you need to let Wenwen understand the differences between adults and himself," my uncle stated the final step.
"Doesn't that mean his father has to teach him?" I thought that was the hardest part.
"No! Usually, this involves a severe fear of the father; it has to be someone else. I can do it."
Ah, I see. I breathed a sigh of relief and gave my uncle a grateful look.
"Are you ready? Then come downstairs!" Still confused, I followed my uncle downstairs.
"Wenwen! Today, your mother made any sacrifice for you; you need to understand that later," my uncle said solemnly to Wenwen.
Hearing this, I thought that for my son's life, anything I did was worthwhile.
"From now on, you must listen to me." My uncle gave me a meaningful look, and I nodded.
"Now take off your shirt."
I couldn't believe it; my uncle actually wanted me to take off my clothes. Only then did I realize what he meant by "understanding." I hesitated, afraid to move, but seeing Wenwen's adoring expression, no! I couldn't let my child be neither boy nor girl. Gritting my teeth, I began to unbutton my shirt. Once all the buttons were off, a purple, semi-transparent lace bra was revealed. It was a demi-cup bra. I then remembered that this was the bra Wenwen had secretly worn that day. I had put it on without thinking in my rush to leave that morning. Then I remembered my uncle standing behind me. I thought, "Oh no!" I had only been so focused on helping my son, but my uncle was there. How embarrassing!
"Take it all off!" my uncle commanded from behind.
I had no time to think and had no choice but to take off my shirt and place it on the back of the sofa. Wenwen looked at my upper body, which was only wearing a bra, her eyes shining with envy. But what made me uncomfortable was the gaze of my uncle behind me.
"Now take off your jeans," my uncle's voice came from behind.
I took a deep breath and unbuckled my belt. These were very fitted stretch jeans, and I struggled to take them off. This was the first time in my life I had undressed in front of a man other than my husband, and my hands trembled slightly.
"Now turn around in a circle."
Although when I took off my jeans, Wenwen must have seen clearly my sheer panties, which were so small they barely covered my genitals, and my curly pubic hair was also visible. I felt my cheeks burning; I knew my face must be completely red. But if I turned around, wouldn't my uncle see everything? So, involuntarily, I covered my breasts with one hand and my panties with the other. When I turned around, I didn't dare meet my uncle's gaze and lowered my head to look away.
"Put your hands down!"
When I faced Wenwen again, my uncle told me to put down my hands, which I pretended to be relaxed about, allowing my son to easily see my body. "
Now! Go and help Wenwen take off his clothes."
I was a little reluctant. Although it wasn't too difficult, I hadn't helped them change clothes since Wenwen started elementary school. Finally, I thought, "He's my son anyway, what does it matter?"
"Take them all off!"
When I finally managed to pull Wenwen's pants down to his feet, I noticed that his underwear was quite flat, with little sign of male development. I wondered if Wenwen was underdeveloped. Thinking this, I unhesitatingly pulled down Wenwen's underwear, revealing a small penis about three centimeters long. Wenwen's development was indeed slow, and he had very little pubic hair.
"Now help your mother take off her bra."
I froze. Wasn't this enough? Did he really have to take it all off? Seeing that Wenwen was a little scared and didn't dare listen to my uncle, I said,
"Hurry up!" My uncle's tone was slightly reproachful, reminding me that I was helping Wenwen.
I nodded to Wenwen in agreement, then turned around, my back to her, but half-naked, I was facing my uncle, which made me feel extremely shy. Then Wenwen skillfully unhooked my bra, her smooth hands sliding down my shoulders and pulling the straps down. I instinctively held onto the cups, glancing shyly at my uncle, who nodded approvingly. I had no choice but to turn back to face Wenwen, letting go of her bra, which fell to the ground with a thud. My large breasts almost pressed against Wenwen's chest. Although I was almost forty, they were still very firm, showing no signs of sagging. The fair skin of my breasts was as soft and white as snow. I tried my best to calm myself, but the rise and fall of my chest couldn't hide the unease in my heart; I was almost completely naked.
"The last one!" I had anticipated my uncle's next move, but being half-naked in front of my son, and having him help me take off my underwear, felt incredibly inappropriate. But
Wenwen was already kneeling in front of me, hooking the edge of my underwear and pulling it down. The underwear slipped down my thighs, revealing my pubic area to my son. Unconsciously, I matched his movements, gently lifting my foot to let him pull the rolled-up underwear off my body.
"Now sit facing each other."
I thought to myself, what kind of scene is this? Sitting naked opposite my son! But it did relieve my embarrassment. Sitting down was better; nothing is more unsettling than standing naked between two men. At least the sofa could block my uncle's gaze from behind. After sitting down, I quickly crossed my legs, which increased my sense of security.
"Now! We need to get to know each other's bodies." My uncle walked over.
My first instinct was to cover my nakedness, because I had only let my uncle see my back so far. Seeing my uncle, I was stunned and unable to move. He was completely naked, his penis erect, and he plopped down next to me. I was sitting on a two-seater sofa, so my smooth thighs were pressed against his hairy thighs, making me very nervous. I wanted to get up immediately and end it all, but when I saw my uncle seriously explaining the differences between men and women to Wenwen, I had to give up that idea. However, sitting naked next to my husband's brother, letting him see a body that no man other than my husband had ever seen, a thrilling sense of adventure crept into my heart.
"Wenwen! Come sit here." My uncle gestured for Wenwen to sit on the other arm of the sofa, now I was sandwiched between the two of them.
"Mom! Thank you!"
Wenwen's whisper greatly encouraged me. All this sacrifice was worth it. I secretly decided that I would do anything to help my son. With this thought, I straightened my chest, trying to keep my naked body natural.
"These are women's breasts! They're very elastic, feel them." "
My uncle actually wanted Wenwen to touch my breasts, and my whole body tensed up immediately. Wenwen wasn't very brave, so my uncle turned to the side, crossed his hand across my chest, grabbed Wenwen's hand, and placed it on my right breast, the one closest to Wenwen. When Wenwen's slender palm touched my breast, my whole body trembled.
'Pinch your nipple! It'll get hard; that's a woman's structure.'
Wenwen obediently pinched my dark nipple with her clumsy fingers, and a tingling sensation traveled from my nipple to the depths of my uterus. Although it was to correct my son's sexual orientation deviation, my sensitive body gradually became hot. But what stimulated me the most was my uncle beside me. He sat sideways, his erect penis hanging on my thigh. Although I pretended not to notice, drops of clear fluid seeped from the tip of his penis, and it felt like a hot rod pressing against my thigh.
'It's very elastic, isn't it! No! You should do it like this.'"
Oh my god! My uncle suddenly started kneading my left breast, but he implied he was demonstrating for Wenwen, so I couldn't stop him. Wenwen imitated his movements, increasing the kneading of my breasts. My breasts and nipples are the most sensitive areas of my body, and with them kneading like that, I involuntarily twisted my body, feeling a tingling sensation between my legs, and I felt myself getting wet.
"Suck on it! This is how you drank milk when you were little."
Wenwen lowered his head without hesitation and took my nipple into his mouth. Oh my god! This was completely different from when I was little; the one sucking my nipple was a young man in the prime of his youth! At this moment, my uncle put one arm around my shoulder, his large hand still kneading my breasts. This excessive action didn't arouse my disgust; instead, I was somewhat intoxicated by their caresses.
My uncle, who was lying sideways, slowly pulled me closer. Then he slipped one leg between me and the sofa, and wrapped his arms around my waist. Wenwen was still greedily sucking on my nipple, even gently biting it with her teeth. I leaned against my uncle, my buttocks resting on his lap. My uncle hooked his arms around my thighs and pulled them apart. I felt his penis pressing between my legs.
"Look closely! This is a woman!" My uncle told Wenwen to look carefully.
I was being held like this by my uncle, and my genitals were being scrutinized by my son. I was mortified.
"You can touch it!" My uncle gestured for Wenwen to touch my genitals.
Just as Wenwen's hand was about to touch them, I reluctantly reached out and grabbed Wenwen, shaking my head to indicate no. Then I struggled to get off my uncle and sat down on the sofa.
"No! I'm your mother." I firmly objected. What was the difference between that and incest!
"Alright then!" "But in the end, we need to let Wenwen understand how men experience pleasure."
After saying this, Uncle told Wenwen to watch carefully, then he grasped his own penis and began to masturbate. Uncle was actually masturbating in front of us, mother and son!
Seeing Wenwen staring intently at Uncle's actions, I felt a little grateful to him; it must have been hard for him. But now I had a chance to observe him closely. His broad chest had a few strands of curly hair, his slightly protruding belly, and most importantly, his penis—it was probably twice the size of my husband's. We're brothers, why such a big difference in size?
"That's it! You understand?" Uncle said to Wenwen. I noticed his gaze lingering on me, which actually made me a little happy. Watching Uncle masturbate for almost ten minutes, and seeing my son so absorbed in his actions, I suddenly felt I couldn't let Uncle bear this alone.
"Let me help you!" I stood up and walked over, kneeling in front of my uncle. I grasped his penis with one hand and began rubbing it up and down. The hardness was different from the soft, yielding feeling of my husband's penis, and my heart fluttered. After a while, my hand ached, but my uncle remained incredibly hard. I secretly marveled: "What an amazing uncle!"
My uncle leaned back on the sofa, groaning softly. I watched the glans gradually swell, and experience told me it was about time. However, seeing such a large glans, I couldn't resist leaning in and lightly licking it. Unexpectedly, my uncle ejaculated, spraying white semen all over my face. I cooperated with my uncle, speeding up my hand movements. Excited, my uncle grabbed my breast and rubbed it vigorously, which I didn't refuse.
After the three of us got dressed, my uncle asked Wenwen to come here every day, and Wenwen happily agreed. I also felt that handing it over to my uncle shouldn't be a problem. I made a three-point agreement with Wenwen and my uncle: we couldn't tell anyone about what happened today, and then Wenwen and I went home together.

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