An old man's morning exercise encounter with a young woman

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Although Lao Liu kept telling himself to "stay calm," he
still showed excessive enthusiasm on his first day officially living with the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

After dinner, everyone sat together chatting. Lao Liu gestured wildly, constantly making witty remarks, trying his best
to show that he was a lovable old man full of humor. Although Grandma Wang remained wary and coldly
unresponsive, Luyao was amused and kept praising, "Uncle Liu, you're so funny! Haha,
I haven't been this happy in a long time!"

Seeing Luyao getting closer to Lao Liu without any suspicion, Grandma Wang's triangular eyes flashed with a cold light—she
knew that her daughter-in-law was beautiful and alluring, so in the days when her son was away, Grandma Wang willingly played
the role of a "man-killer."

"What's so funny? I don't think so!" she coldly retorted to Lao Liu. Luyao, who had been laughing heartily at Lao Liu's new
joke, immediately became serious and held her breath after hearing her mother-in-law's words, no longer making a sound.

The atmosphere suddenly turned cold…

Old Liu gasped: She's really hard to please! He chuckled awkwardly, turning on the TV and trying to lighten the mood
, “Let’s watch TV.” Luyao said, “You two watch, I need to prepare for tomorrow’s lesson.” She
turned and went into her room, leaving Old Liu and Old Lady Wang alone in the living room.

The atmosphere became somewhat somber and awkward.

Just as Old Liu was about to start a conversation, Luyao opened the door and came out again: “Uncle Liu… excuse me, could I
borrow your computer? I need to look up some information online, but there’s no internet in the room, you see…”

Old Liu readily agreed, leading her to his bedroom and diligently turning on the computer for her. Luyao said gratefully
, "Thank you so much. Let me use your computer to prepare my lessons; it might take about 40 minutes." Old Liu
generously replied, "No problem!" Luyao thought for a moment, then said somewhat shyly, "Uncle Liu, could I
work alone for a while so I wouldn't get distracted? Why don't you watch TV?"

Old Liu slapped his forehead and laughed, "Of course, of course! I love watching TV, feel free to
use it."

With mixed feelings, Old Liu closed the door and returned to the living room. He saw Old Wang holding the remote, having already changed
the channel—it was a long, tedious, and melodramatic show. From the theme song to the end credits, the female lead's idiotic,
wailing expression was the only thing playing.

But Old Wang quickly became engrossed in the drama, and tears welled up in her small, triangular eyes.

Old Liu paused—a woman's sadness is her most vulnerable moment. Perhaps he
could get closer to her, so she wouldn't always be so wary of him, making it difficult to take further action.

So Old Liu carefully sat down, pretending to be engrossed in the story. After a while, he began to sigh,
"This woman is so unlucky, what kind of men has she met! I think she should just give up on Shuheng."

Old Mrs. Wang quickly responded, "Shuheng loves her sister Ziyan."

"Jiajun isn't bad either."

"Jiajun is the biggest villain."

???? Gulp... Old Liu swallowed, watched for a while longer, and said, "I think... Shiqi should be a
good person, right?"

Old Mrs. Wang didn't comment, wiping her tears with a tissue.

Old Liu immediately felt reassured and said confidently, "Then it's definitely true. Don't be fooled by her current tearful
state ; Shiqi loves her so much, they'll definitely be together in the future!"

Old Mrs. Wang angrily shed two streams of tears, her bloodshot triangular eyes glaring fiercely at Old Liu: "Shiqi is
her half-brother! If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense!"

Old Liu was humiliated, his heart filled with righteous indignation. He cursed inwardly: Damn it! Who the hell is so brain-dead as to write such a nonsensical plot? Having been rebuffed

, Old Liu dared not chat with the woman beside him anymore. He glanced at the tightly closed door of his bedroom,
knowing he couldn't go in to go online for the time being. He could only silently curse that poor female protagonist a thousand times in his heart,
lamenting: Ah Jiao, Ah Jiao, why won't you let me stay with you? This drama is truly awful…

Lu Yao's preparation time was a bit long; two episodes of the melodramatic drama had already finished airing, and she was still inside. Old
Liu was feeling a bit strange when Old Mrs. Wang called out first, "Luyao! Haven't you finished preparing your lesson yet?"

"Ah!" Luyao seemed startled and hurriedly answered.

"Okay...okay...I, I'll be right out!" Her voice was clearly panicked.

Old Liu's heart skipped a beat: What's going on? He smiled and said, "No rush, no rush, I don't
go to bed ."

Luyao opened the door and appeared before them, her face flushed to her ears, her hair slightly disheveled, and her voice
a little hoarse: "I, I'm done. Thank you, Uncle Liu, I'm going back to my room..." Without waiting for a reply,
she darted into her room like a startled rabbit and slammed the door shut.

"Something's wrong!" Old Liu knew perfectly well, "There's definitely something wrong!" He returned to his room, where
Luyao's faint fragrance still lingered in the air, and the computer had been shut down.

He turned on the computer and was surprised to find that the system message indicated the computer had been shut down improperly. Old Liu's dog-like
nose sniffed out something amiss.

He pondered for a moment, then picked up the mouse and quickly opened his IE browsing history. Old Liu's eyes lit up
: Hehe, so that's it! No wonder his face was so red—the browsing history showed that someone had just accessed
his porn folder and opened nearly twenty videos!

As Old Liu scanned the titles of the videos, he nodded to himself: So you like uncensored and married women's bathhouse
content, huh? Hehehe, interesting… Just as he was chuckling to himself at his discovery, he overheard the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law
talking in the living room.

The mother-in-law said, "Where are you going out so late?" The daughter-in-law stammered, "I'm going to buy something. I'll be back
soon …" "What are you going to buy so late?" "To buy…batteries…my…teaching aids
…"

Old Liu almost burst out laughing; another mystery had been solved! Teaching aids? Haha, are you a physiology teacher
?

Seeing that her mother-in-law wouldn't let her go out, Luyao was getting anxious. Just then, Old Liu came out,
smiling
, and said to her, "Do you need batteries? I happen to have some, see if they're suitable!" Luyao glanced at his hand: Great! Exactly four size 7 batteries, no more, no less! Luyao was overjoyed and thanked him profusely.
Old Liu chuckled, wanting to say something more

, but Old Mrs. Wang once again shone like a 1000-watt light bulb
: "Alright, it's getting late, everyone go back to your rooms and sleep, don't cause any trouble!"

Old Liu didn't dare offend her, and went back to his bedroom after washing up. Lu Yao took the batteries, her face flushed, and ran back to
her room , hurriedly locking the door—she had just finished preparing her lesson and accidentally discovered Old Liu's treasure, and was so frightened that she
immediately turned it off. For a moment, her palms were ice-cold, but a moment later, a fire
burned —she hadn't had sex for half a year, and the slightest stimulation was enough to make her produce lubrication.

Those video icons, brimming with fiery lust and temptation, beckoned seductively to Luyao.
Luyao squeezed her full thighs together, rubbing them involuntarily, her trembling hand reaching for the mouse, clicking on
the "desire library" that Lao Liu had painstakingly collected…

The long-absent, charming young wife frantically clicked on video after video. She didn't want to see anything censored; she wanted to see the most
naked flesh, the dark, glistening penis, the smooth, swollen glans, the erect shaft making a sizzling
sound as it thrust into the actress's deepest point…

Luyao suppressed her breath, her palms rubbing her labia through her thick jeans—
when her mother-in-law yelled at her, Luyao's heart nearly leaped out of her chest. Without thinking, she pressed the power button on the computer, her underwear
already soaked…

She rushed back to her room, only to find that the dildo was out of batteries—if it couldn't vibrate,
the pleasure would be reduced by at least half! But her mother-in-law stopped her from going to buy batteries.

No way! Luyao was almost in tears, "I can't take it anymore! I need batteries! I need the vibrator!

" Thankfully, Old Liu had some… otherwise, how could she possibly enjoy herself tonight?

Clutching the batteries in her hand, Luyao impatiently reached under the covers and pulled out the
dildo …

Ah! Wait a minute!

When were the batteries removed?!

Suddenly, Luyao's soft body, half-lying on the bed, stiffened and sat up abruptly: "How did he know I needed
size 7 batteries? And how did he know I needed exactly four?" She recalled Old Liu's
expression ; the man's face clearly showed he knew everything.

Had he opened my suitcase?! No wonder the things were misplaced!

Having your most private secret discovered felt like being stripped naked.

Luyao's mind went blank, her slender fingers gripping the dildo tightly as she sat nervously
on the bed .

He must have found it when he helped with the move, right? It seems he tampered with the batteries too! Was he
implying he knew my secret? Humph! But I also discovered the secret on your computer!

Thinking of this, Luyao suddenly felt a sense of sympathy for this old widower: You...you also
suffer so much? When the night is still and quiet, but the floodgates of desire are open, don't you also hope that
someone can soothe your thirsty soul, and your equally thirsty...body?

You and I are both struggling in the vortex of desire...

A strange feeling rose in Luyao's heart—she felt that Lao Liu was
staring at her intently through the wall. His gaze pierced through the wall; her coat and underwear were practically transparent,
easily seen through by the strong old man. His greedy gaze, like a tongue full of lust, frantically licked
her rosy nipples, her small navel, and her wet, tender vulva...

Luyao groaned. She was no longer afraid, quickly stripped off her clothes, and slithered into the covers like a snake. She bit the corner of the blanket with
her teeth and gently pushed the vibrator to level three...

The clock in the living room pointed to eleven o'clock, and the doors to all three bedrooms were closed. The first day of the three of them living together was about to
end in the stillness of the night.

The darkness of the night can conceal many things, but the silence of the night can also expose some things.

"Ugh..." Old Liu's Ah Jiao let out a low moan in her room...

***

March 10th, sunny. Second day after Ah Jiao moved in. Mood: Good, Libido: Medium.

This morning, Ah Jiao had already prepared breakfast. Unexpectedly, she has such excellent cooking skills; truly
beautiful inside and out! If given time, I could make Ah Jiao submit to me, ordering her to be naked except for an apron,
gracefully —it would be like: a woman by the stove, like the moon!

Today, I observed that the two women were inseparable, even going to work together. I wonder what their intentions are! I need to find out
to facilitate the next step!

Early this morning, when Lu Yao went to work, Old Lady Wang also went out with her. Old Liu was very puzzled but didn't dare ask
too many questions, just feeling very confused. Neither of them returned at noon. It was six o'clock in the evening, just when everyone was getting off work and
heading home , but the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were still nowhere to be seen.

They waited until after eight o'clock before the doorbell rang. Old Liu hurriedly greeted them with a beaming smile: "Ah! You
're back! You must be tired. Why are you so late?" However, both the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law had cold expressions and ignored
him.

Old Liu glanced at them, wondering to himself: What's going on?

While pondering, Luyao heard Old Mrs. Wang say gruffly, "Now that you're home, explain yourself clearly!"

Luyao went into her room, slammed her handbag on the table, and said angrily, "
Wasn't I clear enough? The grade leader assigned tasks today, so I let you go home first. Mom, I'm a grown woman
, you don't need to follow me around every day!"

Old Mrs. Wang scoffed, "What kind of work requires two people to secretly assign tasks behind closed doors?" Luyao retorted angrily
, "Why are you saying such nasty things? Where were the doors closed? Where were there two people? Wasn't Teacher Qin with
me? Our grade leader isn't the kind of lecher you're describing!"

Old Mrs. Wang sneered, "An old man, dragging two female teachers along after work, I
don't believe he's not hiding something!" Old Mrs. Wang brutally exposed Luyao's true colors as the grade leader, but Old Liu felt she had practically
stripped him bare too: Damn! She's really vigilant!

"Mom!" Luyao was about to lose her temper. "Please stop! You follow me to work,
you follow me shopping, you follow me to parties with friends! Even a prisoner should have some privacy, right?"
"Right? Do you know what people are saying about me behind my back? You're suffocating me!" "

Oh, I see!" Old Liu understood. No wonder, with such a beautiful daughter-in-law living like a widow, of course
a mother-in-law would keep a close eye on her. But this method… isn't it too fascist? The most troublesome thing
is, if these two never separate, how can I succeed?

While Old Liu was worrying, Lu Yao was also full of grievances: her mother-in-law was like a leech, following her around. Whenever
a man spoke to her, she would glare at him with her triangular eyes, like a venomous snake. All the male
teachers knew how formidable Old Mrs. Wang was, and no one dared to speak to Lu Yao casually.

She was a gentle and filial daughter-in-law, but today her mother-in-law's unreasonable behavior finally made her explode.

However, Lu Yao's outburst only allowed Old Liu to witness Old Mrs. Wang's power once again. She was relentless,
nagging and arguing with Lu Yao in a sharp tongue. Old Liu couldn't get a word in edgewise. Judging by the scene, unless it was a reincarnation of
the notorious strategist Bao Longxing, Old Lady Wang's throne as the "Queen of Quarrels" was unshakeable.

Although Lu Yao was a teacher and eloquent, she was no match for Old Lady Wang's seasoned, sharp tongue—
at first she would occasionally retort, but soon she was exhausted from defending herself, and then she retreated step by step, finally unable to bear it any longer, she
tearfully surrendered and admitted her mistake, expressing her complete acceptance of her mother-in-law's new "three-accompaniment" philosophy: accompanying her to work, playing, and shopping…

This conflict between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law ended with Old Lady Wang's complete victory.

Old Liu was shocked and terrified. He realized that his pursuit of a woman seemed to have encountered a major obstacle—how could anyone have
such a strange quirk!

He almost cried too. Just then, Lu Yao's tear-filled eyes looked at him sadly
. Old Liu felt a pang of sympathy and looked at Lu Yao with heartfelt compassion.

The two faced each other in silence, only tears streaming down their faces.

March 24th, overcast. Fifteen days after Ah Jiao checked in. Mood: Dejected. Libido: Above average.

My "hunting" operation has been underway for half a month, yet it has repeatedly failed. Alas! In my frustration, I can't help but
ask the heavens: Is Lian Po, the old general, still capable?! It's painful! I

deeply regret my previous actions. Although I employed various tactics—testing the waters, luring
the tiger , feigning injury, creating an empty city, using a series of schemes, and even using handsome men—all failed. The reason is simple: I
couldn't separate my mother-in-law and daughter-in-law!

I can win against them individually, but I cannot defeat them when they attack together! Therefore, to hunt for Ah Jiao, I must first isolate her, wait until she cries out in
despair .

??????????????????—Excerpt from Lao Liu's "Hunting for a Beauty Log"

Lao Liu closed the log file and let out a long sigh. Separating this mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, who were more inseparable than twins,
like conjoined twins, was truly no easy feat…

It was already late at night; they must be asleep by now. Lao Liu rubbed his temples, preparing
to go to bed . Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him—weren't they separated now?!

This mother-in-law and daughter-in-law went to their own rooms to sleep at night; they were indeed separated!

Lao Liu became excited, his hands trembling: he had a backup of the room key! One night
was enough for him to do so many things!

Lao Liu couldn't wait to burst into the room, pin A-Jiao down, and
ravage ! But he was, after all, a seasoned veteran. After his brief excitement, he considered the practical
difficulties—the rooms were adjacent, and any noise would alert the neighbors, inevitably putting him at a disadvantage due to the enemy's superior numbers…

He considered the situation several times, knowing the serious consequences of rashly sneaking into Ajiao's room. He couldn't help but sigh: Revolution
is indeed not a dinner party; it's not so easy to succeed.

Perhaps he could scout ahead first. Old Liu quietly left his bedroom. The other two bedrooms
were dark, so he guessed they were already asleep.

He tiptoed to Ajiao's bedroom door. Perhaps Old Liu was good material for espionage; his
ear had barely touched the door when he caught a glimpse of the secret. Old Liu trembled, burning like an old ember
.

"Ugh… Ugh… Ugh…" Ajiao was clearly suppressing moans from inside!

Old Liu was excited, overjoyed, tears welling in his eyes, his aged heart beating like that of young
Werther! If he hadn't retained a last shred of self-control, he would have kicked the door open and rushed in to fill
the beauty 's emptiness.

"Calm down! The time isn't right yet! Haste makes waste!" Old Liu shuddered at the thought of those
triangular . He dared not listen any longer and slipped into the bathroom.

The bathroom floor was damp, and he could hear the dripping sound. Old Liu looked and wondered who
hadn't turned off the shower properly.

He went over and turned the tap on, a question popping into his mind: Who was taking a shower in there? Looking at
the water stains on the tiled floor, he suddenly fell into a fantasy.

He seemed to see the steaming water pouring onto Ah Jiao's naked body, her slightly flushed face
showing an expression of enjoyment.

The crystal-clear water droplets flowed down her bare shoulders and down her chest. Ah Jiao was now a wife, and
her breasts were no longer as small and delicate as a young girl's, but they were even more attractive to an old wolf like Old Liu.

He imagined that in the steamy, smoky bathroom, those soft,
smooth concealed countless yearning desires, waiting for him to unveil and caress them with his rough, large hands.

Water droplets trickled down her chest, reaching her lower abdomen… what would her belly look like, with the unique allure of a mature woman, as
the water droplets meandered along it? Would they shine just as brightly? Old Liu's mouth was parched; how wonderful it would be
if that belly were right in front of him, so he could lick those lovely water droplets into his mouth.

The water droplets continued to flow, some gathering at the tips of the hairs in that mysterious area, dripping
incessantly disappeared from her feet…

This scene unfolded before his eyes, and without realizing it, Old Liu's old gun quietly awakened again.

He swallowed hard, shook his head, trying to banish the erotic image from his mind, but he couldn't shake it off.

Suddenly, a discovery pushed Lao Liu further into the abyss of desire—a flesh-colored stocking
was hanging !

Could it be…could it be that these are Gillian Chung's stockings? She forgot to take them out after showering? Wow, she's always so
conservatively , yet she's wearing something so alluring underneath!

Old Liu thought to himself, as if he could see his angel in stockings swaying before his eyes. His penis
involuntarily hardened, as if he'd taken an aphrodisiac.

His breathing quickened, and in the blink of an eye, he darted behind the door, grabbing the stockings and
examining them closely! Unconsciously, Old Liu's hands, as calloused as old tree bark, trembled slightly.

A maddening excitement surged through Old Liu's mind, like something exploding;
he couldn't suppress the frenzy. The hardness of his penis made him uncomfortable. Lost in his own world, he pulled down his pajama bottoms,
revealing his almost museum-worthy member from a patch of unkempt pubic hair, and began to masturbate!

Old Liu stared intently at the stockings in his hand, his mind filled with Gillian Chung's image!

Every move she made, every smile, resonated deeply with Old Liu's trembling heart. He fantasized about
holding her beautiful legs clad in stockings, while his old penis thrust rapidly in and out of her vagina…

In just two minutes, Old Liu began to breathe heavily. He felt his penis swelling faster and faster, as if
something was about to ejaculate. He knew he had reached orgasm!

Too fast! The stimulation came too quickly! Almost as soon as it began, Old Liu reached his climax. He tried to
control the rhythm of his masturbation, but his hand wouldn't obey him!

"Oh…oh…" Old Liu's eyes were slightly closed, a joyful smile spreading across his face as he threw his head back and let out a comfortable
groan…

He had finally ejaculated! Finally, after watching bestiality hundreds of days ago, tonight Old Liu relived
the joy of masturbation…

This belated semen! This belated passion!

After the pleasure of masturbation had completely subsided, Old Liu looked at his groin, now streaked with white hair, and suddenly felt a pang of melancholy
. "A penis, like a great general," he thought, "is never allowed to grow old." The intensity, stimulation, and pleasure of this masturbation were noticeably
less than previous years… Was his technique rusty, or was his reaction time sluggish? He wondered when he would be able to use this
old gun to bring Ah Jiao to bed…

Old Liu felt a little melancholy. He hung his stockings on the hook behind the door, suddenly noticing that they were a mess, covered in
a small clump of milky-white stuff, resembling unsightly snot…

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