A Wrong Turn - My Secret with My Future Mother-in-Law

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"What's going on with Xiaoying?" my mother-in-law asked me, her tone slightly serious. (Actually, I'm not married; I'm referring to my girlfriend's mother for simplicity, so I'll use "mother-in-law" from now on.) "Nothing much. I haven't been doing well at work lately, and I didn't want to bring my emotions to Xiaoying!" My mother-in-law glanced at me, seemingly still doubtful. I stopped talking, looking at the street scene outside the car window, feeling a surge of irritation. Damn it, such a nice day, yet I'm in such a bad mood; I can't even stand myself. "Oh! We're here." "Okay, thank you, Auntie!" I opened the car door, and my mother-in-law poked her head out and smiled slightly at me: "Call Xiaoying when you get here." "Okay! I will. Say hello to Xiaoying for me." My mother-in-law stepped on the gas, and the car disappeared from the street like a gust of wind. Thinking about the look in my mother-in-law's eyes just now, I felt a chill run down my spine... My mother-in-law came from a prominent family; her ancestors had guarded the border for generations. After the Republic of China era, their family fortunes began to decline, and they became no different from ordinary families. But the blood flowing in my veins constantly testifies to my mother-in-law's noble lineage. An only child, perhaps to revive her family's fortune, she married a local, uncultured nouveau riche in her prime, becoming incredibly wealthy. Unfortunately, man proposes, God disposes. Within a few years, her husband fled overseas due to financial problems and was never heard from again. Most of their wealth was confiscated by the state, leaving my mother-in-law to raise her beloved daughter alone. Even with less than a tenth of their current assets, they could live comfortably for the rest of their lives. My mother-in-law has been exceptionally intelligent since childhood, possessing a high level of knowledge in classical poetry and a remarkable ability to read people. The unfathomable look in her eyes just now suggested she had discovered something, and this thought made me even more anxious and depressed. As the plane slowly climbed into the clouds, my emotions remained gripped by gravity. My secretary, Xuemin, was explaining documents beside me, and I mumbled responses, glancing at her every now and then. Everyone at my company knows I have a girlfriend, which is why I maintain such a delicate relationship with Xuemin. I really enjoy chatting with her, just as she enjoys watching me loudly recite "Let's drink and sing, how short is life..." while holding a beer. I often think, if I had met Xuemin first, maybe everything would have been different... After taking a shower at the hotel, my mood improved slightly. I dialed the hospital where Xiaoying was: "I've arrived, don't worry, are you alright?" "Yeah! I'm fine, take care of yourself and don't work too late, come back early, I'll miss you..." A warm feeling rose in my heart, "Don't worry! I know what to do, you should also get plenty of rest." "...If... I mean, if... I'm pregnant..." "Don't think so much, if it really happens, we'll get married, don't you want to?" A wave of annoyance surged up, and my hard-won good mood vanished. Damn it, I cursed inwardly, lately, dirty words often popped into my head, as if only in this way could I find some balance. Lying in bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, what's wrong with this world? Why me of all people? I went through all the bad things I could remember, but nothing outrageous came of it. Why am I suffering this fate... Damn it. This business trip went smoothly; I finished everything in two days. On the third day, Xuemin accompanied me shopping to pick out some gifts for Xiaoying and my mother-in-law. That evening, some clients invited me to the nightclub at my hotel, specifically choosing a stunningly beautiful woman to keep me company. Seeing her seductive and lewd appearance immediately reminded me of Xiaoying, and a pang of pain shot through my heart. I excused myself, saying I wasn't feeling well, and went back to my room to sleep early. We met at 4 AM...A waiter knocked on my room door with a stack of bills, asking me to pay. I was startled and quickly asked what was going on. It turned out the clients had all drunk themselves and gone off to have fun with prostitutes, forgetting to pay. I frowned, feeling an indescribable disgust. How could such a low-class company exist in a city that supposedly boasts a highly developed economy? I knocked on Xuemin's door, made her pay the bill first, and repeatedly apologized to the waiter! Xuemin was clearly surprised that I hadn't gone off to have sex with the clients; her eyes widened. I was too lazy to explain and went back to my room to continue sleeping. Actually, I knew this would further increase her affection for me, but deep down, I seemed to want to escape. Perhaps, after that incident, I still deeply loved Xiaoying… The next morning, I went to the client's office and politely asked the general manager to reimburse yesterday's bill. The general manager's face flushed red and then paled; he had originally invited me to treat him to a farewell meal, but in the end, I had to pay. It was clear those employees from last night had gotten a severe scolding from the boss. The general manager, embarrassed, personally escorted me out of the office. After walking a short distance, I vaguely heard him angrily call those employees to his office immediately. I smiled, a strong sense of pleasure rising within me. Am I… a little psychologically disturbed? Back in the city that raised me, my parents, Xiaoying, my mother-in-law, work…sigh… For the next few days, I kept making excuses about being busy with work, only managing a hurried lunch with Xiaoying. Xiaoying told me on the phone that her period had started again, and the emergency contraception had worked; it seemed there wouldn't be any problems last time. Her tone was indescribably happy. I coldly agreed and quickly hung up. After my last business trip, my secretary, Xuemin, secretly inquired about some trivial matters concerning me, such as whether I gambled or frequented brothels. I'm sure the answers would satisfy her; I could tell from the way she looked at me. We're both well-educated, and although we had a good impression of each other, we carefully guarded that line. Every day, there's a bouquet of lilies on my desk—my favorite flower. I've only known my secretary for a little over two months, yet she knows. But my girlfriend of almost a year doesn't know… Despite my best efforts to hide it, my parents noticed a clue and kept asking why Xiaoying hadn't been visiting lately. I impatiently repeated the lies, and my parents sternly warned me not to do anything to betray Xiaoying. I loosened my tie and stormed into my room, refusing to listen to their nagging anymore. This was the first time I'd been impolite to my parents. Actually, Xiaoying is an exceptionally talented girl in many ways; no wonder my parents love her so much, and she's almost more important than me at home. Under her mother's guidance, Xiao Ying is well-mannered and polite to elders. Remarkably, her mother-in-law's upbringing is exemplary; despite their wealth, she raised her daughter like any other ordinary family. Xiao Ying, following her own will, became an outstanding nurse, frequently receiving commendations from her workplace. Having received excellent family education from a young age, despite her privileged background, she has none of the spoiled brat traits one might expect. We dated for over half a year, and it wasn't until I met her mother that I learned Xiao Ying was also from a wealthy family. As for me, my parents are more traditional, and I have almost none of the bad habits I have. After graduation, I worked hard to become a department manager—not bad, but not great either. Fortunately, I have no major flaws and am very filial to my parents. Xiao Ying and her mother initially favored me because of these qualities. I love Xiao Ying; marrying such a wife is a man's blessing. Xiao Ying will definitely become a traditional, virtuous wife and loving mother, except for one thing… should I tell my parents? This is a difficult question to answer; I don't know if my parents can accept it, after all, there's a whole generation gap. I racked my brains but couldn't come up with a solution. A tense and eerie atmosphere gradually took over my life. With my mother-in-law's shrewdness, she couldn't possibly be unaware of the crisis between me and her daughter. Our relationship was becoming increasingly delicate, and a conflicted and painful feeling tormented me. In just over ten days, I felt like a completely different person… "Come home early for dinner tonight. Xiaoying will be back early, is that alright?" My mother-in-law's words were always so concise and to the point. After hanging up, I had a bad feeling; what was coming would eventually come… During my lunch break, I went for a massage and a haircut. My mother-in-law is very particular about her appearance, although I couldn't guarantee I wouldn't lose control and say "break up" tonight… The word "break up" filled me with fear. Actually, I love Xiaoying very much… In the afternoon, Xuemin probably hadn't seen me looking so radiant in a long time. She saw me at the company entrance and came over to chat for a bit. Lately, Xuemin has been the only thing that helps me forget my troubles. Xuemin had a bouquet of lilies in her hand—were they for me? A clever girl. Perhaps thinking I might be free tonight, I chatted with her without restraint. At the end, we shook hands to say goodbye. For some reason, my hand lingered there until Xuemin pulled away, then I suddenly realized my mistake, smiled sheepishly, and waved goodbye. "...I'm across from your company..." My mother-in-law's voice came through the phone...that mysterious woman...did she sense something just now? "Auntie, what a coincidence..." "It's not a coincidence. I bought some things and just happened to pick you up...there are some things we should talk about..." Like a thief, I got into my mother-in-law's car, cold sweat pouring down my back. "It's so hot..." I hurriedly tried to cover it up. My mother-in-law glanced at me but didn't say a word. We didn't exchange a single word on the way. When I saw the door to the small parking garage in the basement of my mother-in-law's house, I couldn't help but secretly exhale. The parking garage door slowly opened, and the car silently slid into the garage. We arrived, but my mother-in-law didn't get out of the car. She pressed a remote and the garage door slowly closed, the two wall lamps flickering dimly. I didn't dare look at her face; my hand was on the car door, unsure whether to get out or sit down, my breathing becoming increasingly rapid, and I was sweating profusely. After a long while, my mother-in-law spoke slowly in a completely emotionless tone: "Loyalty to your girlfriend is also one of the essential qualities of a man, do you agree?" "I agree!" Although I hadn't done anything out of line, I still felt a chill run down my spine. I always held my noble mother-in-law in the highest esteem, and I didn't even have the courage to lie. "Xiao Ying is my most precious treasure, I don't want her to suffer any harm..." "I know... actually, some things aren't as you imagine..." "What did I imagine?" "Perhaps... perhaps you've misunderstood some things, just now..." "What did I misunderstand? For example?" "I love Xiao Ying, you know that, it's just... sometimes..." "It's just that Xiao Ying isn't the only one who can catch your eye?" Every word I spoke was interrupted by my mother-in-law's icy tone, even with a hint of malice. I know that parents will do anything for their children, but how can a man's dignity be trampled on? I flung open the car door and stepped out, turning my back to my mother-in-law, and said in the same icy tone, "Xiao Ying is an excellent girl, but unfortunately... she can't be considered a real woman..." "What???" My mother-in-law also quickly got out of the car, making no attempt to hide her surprise. She had never seen me speak to her in such a tone before. "What did you do to her?" Her eyes were filled with resentment. I was now utterly disgusted with this woman, and a surge of heat rose within me: "I said she's not a real woman. A woman should know how to make her man happy..." My mother-in-law's face contorted. Grace? Just a facade for others... "Your daughter is no longer a virgin. Last month she completely left her teenage years behind. That's right... I slept with her..." I grew increasingly agitated, shouting almost a roar. My mother-in-law's expression was incredibly complex. Her beloved daughter was her pride; she had given her all her love. Now, her daughter's boyfriend was accusing her of not being a real woman in front of her... Scenes of their lovemaking last month flashed before my eyes. Xiao Ying, eyes closed, looked like the end of the world had come. Afterwards, she immediately got up and wiped her genitals repeatedly with tissues, as if the fluid left behind was the dirtiest thing in the world. Were we making love? No,I think "rape" would be a more accurate description. I closed my eyes in anguish… "Your proud daughter is like a piece of wood in bed… I don't know if I'll ever have the sexual desire to sleep with her again." "How could this happen… how could this happen…" My mother-in-law murmured to herself, seemingly lost in thought. At that moment, I suddenly realized that Xiao Ying's frigidity was inextricably linked to her mother. Xiao Ying had always been uncomfortable whenever the topic of sex came up. Clearly, her mother had instilled a great deal of feudalistic thinking in her from a young age, making her extremely averse to sex. Perhaps Xiao Ying believed that a respectable woman shouldn't even think about such things; sex was merely for procreation. My mother-in-law was practically widowed at such a young age; there was no man in the house, and her long-term abstinence had inevitably led to some degree of perversion. The more I thought about it, the angrier I became. Xiao Ying was such a lovely girl, and now her mother had ruined her. I felt increasingly disgusted with the woman before me: "You know, when I'm having sex with your daughter, I don't even want to change positions. I'm not in the mood..." I was quite confident in my judgment, because my mother-in-law's expression told me everything. After all, she lived in the 20th century, and it was impossible for her not to be aware of current family problems, or to have not heard of families breaking up due to sexual disharmony. Now our roles were completely reversed. The woman who had just been so aggressive seemed to be examining her own shortcomings in raising her daughter. A stronger sense of revenge welled up within me, and based on my deductions, I berated my mother-in-law for not being a qualified mother and for raising her daughter like a saint. My words became increasingly vulgar, and finally, I even cursed my mother-in-law for completely isolating her daughter from sexual knowledge because she herself was not sexually satisfied... My usual composure was completely gone. Perhaps, I had been too repressed since sleeping with Xiaoying. My mother-in-law couldn't bear my filthy language any longer, her face turning blue with anger, and she pointed at me, trembling. "You scoundrel, you beast..." "Yes, I am a beast..." A more cruel revenge plan surged into my mind. Although I knew I couldn't entirely blame my mother-in-law, and although I still loved Xiaoying, my right hand had already grabbed her wrist. Perhaps, I really have become a pervert lately... There were sounds of struggle and cries for "help" in the garage. I don't want your life, I just want to humiliate you! I mocked inwardly. I twisted my mother-in-law's right wrist behind her back, and with my left hand, I pressed her head against the car hood, her body bent at a 90-degree angle in front of the car. I firmly twisted her wrist with my right hand and lifted her up, pressing her upper body against the hood until she could no longer straighten up. Her pair of healthy, full legs kicked wildly on the ground. I loosened my tie and twisted her left hand behind her back as well, using my teeth to tie her hands behind her back. Although my mother-in-law tried her best to resist, it was all in vain. She cursed loudly, but she couldn't even utter the most common swear words. The garage was soundproof, and no matter how much she cried for help, it was useless. Even so, I was greatly annoyed. I took out a handkerchief, crumpled it into a ball, and stuffed it into my mother-in-law's mouth. After everything was settled, I pressed my mother-in-law's upper body down with my right hand, making her lie face down on the hood of the car. With my left hand, I lifted her skirt, reached for her underwear, and pulled it down. As the underwear came off my mother-in-law's snow-white buttocks, I could clearly feel her body struggling. I quickly pulled the underwear off her legs and put it in my pocket. Her smooth, white thighs trembled in front of me. I unbuckled my belt with my left hand and took off my pants and underwear together. Just as my glans touched that fleshy slit, I was a little scared, but soon the crazy thought of venting my anger on her took over again. I rubbed my glans against my mother-in-law's vaginal opening back and forth. My mother-in-law's vulva trembled nervously. She hadn't tasted a man's touch in a long time, and perhaps she was really not used to it. My mother-in-law's buttocks stubbornly resisted, twisting and turning. Watching her helpless struggle, I felt a strange sense of satisfaction, which quickly transformed into desire. My penis, after being rubbed against her vaginal opening several times, gradually turned purple and hardened... Although my mother-in-law had absolutely no desire for sex, the friction of my glans against her vagina caused it to become somewhat slippery. I used my knee to hold down her thighs, trying to prevent them from moving, while one hand remained on her, and the other hand gripped my penis head and forcefully thrust it into her vagina. "Mmm... Ugh..." As my penis pierced deep into her vagina, my mother-in-law trembled all over, her mouth stuffed with a handkerchief, only able to make sounds from her throat, tears of shame streaming down her face. I completely lifted my mother-in-law's skirt, exposing her snow-white buttocks and thighs. I forcefully thrust my penis in and out, each time fully inserted. My mother-in-law's helpless body was subjected to my thrusts. Although her vagina was still somewhat dry, it couldn't stop the intrusion of my thick penis. Her vagina never released a large amount of vaginal fluid; she was a strong woman, and at this moment, she felt only shame and pain, not pleasure. My penis sped through her vagina like a Ferrari racing on a track, the glans constantly rubbing against the vaginal walls. Her body swayed rhythmically with my thrusts. After a frenzied, intense fucking, she almost completely stopped resisting. Her buttocks were still twisting, as if trying to escape my penis's invasion, or perhaps welcoming my thrusts. I suspected it was a natural reaction that didn't need guessing. Was my mother-in-law reacting? Taking advantage of her surrender, I pressed my advantage, reaching my hands to her chest to unbutton her shirt and push up her bra. Her round breasts seemed to break free of their restraints and sprang out. I grasped one breast in each hand and rubbed the nipples. A woman's breasts are truly amazing; they can actually convey information about sexual pleasure. My nipples are already hard… I'm a little surprised. No foreplay, yet such a strong reaction? No wonder she hasn't been with a man in a long time. Suddenly, I feel a pang of sympathy for my mother-in-law. I find my desire for revenge waning, replaced by a kind of enjoyment—the pure enjoyment of sex between a man and a woman. What am I doing? I release my mother-in-law's breasts, straighten my body, and thrust vigorously while looking at her half-naked body from behind. My mother-in-law's legs… ah… how could this be? My mother-in-law's heels are off the ground, she's on tiptoe, her long, beautiful legs taut with muscles, exuding a healthy sexiness. Several toes peek out from the tips of her sandals, gripping the ground, engorged and pink. With each thrust of my penis, she shifts her weight from her left foot to her right, allowing each foot to rest so her body can better accommodate my ministrations. More and more fluid is released, and my penis makes a "plop…plop…" sound as it enters. I glanced at my mother-in-law's expression. Her eyes were closed, and with each impact, her brow furrowed and her hair tossed. This wasn't an expression of pain; she was clearly enjoying it. My mother-in-law was indeed responding. Although my movements were still rough, the tenderness in my heart grew stronger. I leaned forward and whispered in her ear, "Auntie, if you don't cry out, I'll untie your hands." My mother-in-law nodded with her eyes closed. I loosened her tie and pulled the handkerchief out of her mouth. Once she could speak, she immediately groaned. Her hands, bound for so long, were numb and limp, stretched out on the hood of the car. Her back must be aching too. I suddenly felt a pang of guilt and pulled out my penis. I silently helped my mother-in-law up, turned her around, and lifted her to face me as she sat on the hood of the car. Standing for so long, she must have no strength left. Her hands wrapped around my neck, and she weakly rested her head on my shoulder. Hmm! "Little bird, beautiful woman..." I parted my mother-in-law's thighs and thrust my thick penis inside again. I removed her shirt and unhooked her bra. My lower body continued to thrust forcefully without slackening, my tongue licking her nipples. My mother-in-law suppressed her moans, her thighs hooked around my waist, her body swaying back and forth with each thrust. My penis pounded violently inside her vagina, the glans almost hitting her cervix each time, the foreskin scraping against the vaginal walls was incredibly stimulating. Hundreds of thrusts left me exhausted. My tongue kissed her sweaty neck, cheeks, earlobes... My mother-in-law's breathing was irregular, her moans uncontrollably escaping her mouth. To cover it up, she bit my shoulder. "Ah!" I cried out, and to relieve the pain, I thrust my penis into her vagina at an extremely high frequency. After dozens of thrusts, I could no longer hold back, tightly embracing my mother-in-law's back as I was about to ejaculate wildly. My mother-in-law, realizing I couldn't hold back any longer, suddenly pushed my shoulders and cried out in alarm, "No, don't... don't ejaculate inside..." I dared not disobey, but I was completely powerless to control myself and quickly pulled out. The moment my glans left her vagina, I ejaculated, spraying all over my mother-in-law's lower abdomen. I weakly leaned my head against her and closed my eyes. She lifted my head and gently sucked on my tongue, a sensation that was intoxicating. I put my shirt on her, adjusted her bra, and carefully wiped away the lubrication from her genitals with a handkerchief. Throughout, she silently supported herself with her hands behind her back, letting me do as I did, her head slightly tilted back, a satisfied smile on her lips. Why was there such a big difference between mother and daughter? If Xiaoying could be like this afterward... I lifted my mother-in-law off the hood of the car, extremely embarrassed and at a loss for what to do. After the lovemaking, everything returned to reality. My mother-in-law opened the car door and got inside to fix her underwear and hair; I couldn't bear to look. My heart was pounding with anxiety. I could only be fairly certain that once my mother-in-law regained consciousness, she wouldn't yell at me like an ill-mannered woman, but I had no idea what else might happen. The following moments felt like an eternity; it felt like centuries had passed before my mother-in-law finally finished getting ready. *Bang!* The door opened.I was stunned, head down, unsure what to do next. I knew I had to say something, otherwise… “Give me back my underwear…” My mother-in-law’s voice was barely audible. Underwear? It was still in my pocket. I turned around, and our eyes met; both of our faces immediately turned red. This was awful! How was I going to handle this? “Ah! Here it is, but it’s dirty. I’ll wash it and give it back to you later…” I didn’t want the air to feel so suffocating, so I tried a joke to ease the tension. My mother-in-law’s face turned even redder, her neck too. I wondered if the rest of her body would turn red. Half a month later… I can’t quite remember how that day went. Maybe another hour or so passed before Xiao Ying came back, giving my mother-in-law and me enough time to adjust, or maybe my quick wit held up. My mother-in-law acted as if nothing had happened, just avoiding eye contact. Xiao Ying wasn’t the type to pry; she only did what was appropriate for her position. After that, I never dared to go to her house again, but I continued to see Xiao Ying. I tried several times to get information out of Xiao Ying, but I couldn't find out what my mother-in-law had said. Gradually, I deliberately forgot about it, and everything seemed to return to normal. Half a month later, when I saw my mother-in-law again, many things became even more inexplicable. Xiao Ying invited me to her house again, and this time I couldn't refuse because she was going out of town for two months of further study… My mother-in-law wasn't home; perhaps she was avoiding it! When Xiao Ying and I had dinner together, she told me that my mother-in-law had gone out and wouldn't be back until that evening. Her manners were so elegant; even a simple family meal was treated with such formality, as if it were a grand feast. After a while, Xiao Ying apologized and told me that the hospital had called with an emergency and she needed to return immediately. She told me not to rush back and to stay home for a while, and to greet my mother-in-law when she returned. Like mother, like daughter; I guess she suspects that I haven't been communicating well with my mother-in-law because I've been making excuses to avoid going to her house lately. What a sensible girl. I immediately got up to leave, but the moment I left the sofa, a strange thought suddenly occurred to me. I quickly agreed, and as soon as I saw Xiaoying off, I rushed into my mother-in-law's room to check everything. Although I thought the matter was over, subconsciously I still knew I was deceiving myself. Even if my mother-in-law hinted to me or her daughter advised us to stop seeing each other, I felt it would be a relief. But the problem was that my mother-in-law acted as if nothing had happened, which made me uneasy. I wanted to see what was in my mother-in-law's room that might give me some clues. A diary is a double-edged sword; it can express your joys and sorrows, but it can also expose your secrets. My mother-in-law was certain that I would never go into someone else's room without permission, and she would never expect me to be alone in her room. So… many of the answers I wanted to know finally came to light… Strictly speaking, this wasn't a diary, just a piece of paper. It only recorded some things after we made love. The format was quite messy, with no connection between the entries. It was clear that it was written at different times, whatever came to mind, but it could be connected in some basic way. Two things are worth noting: 1. After my frivolous violation, she thought about it for a long time but still decided to forgive me. She kept recalling my helpless expression afterward, and based on this, she believed I wasn't a truly evil person, just someone who had a momentary lapse of judgment. Besides, upon reflection, my insults towards her did have some merit. 2. She never knew it was possible to have sex from behind while standing, let alone that that position would arouse her. (It turns out my mother-in-law had never even tried such a common position.) Previously, her husband always treated sex like manual labor, using monotonous and tedious movements to finish quickly. He never wiped her clean, never licked her breasts, only rubbing and biting them, causing her pain. (Yes, he definitely hadn't tried oral sex.) Later, she lost interest in sex and only fulfilled her duties as a wife. (My deduction is correct; Xiaoying's frigidity is indeed related to her early education.) What follows is somewhat shocking, revealing the sordid side of humanity... After extensive investigation, she concluded that I was someone who would only do my best to create a better material life for my wife and children after marriage. She believed that I would treat my wife well, and she was even more confident that even if I could not create greater glory after Xiaoying took over the family fortune, I would never squander it all.

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