My experience of being treated by my father-in-law (Part 2)

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The diary entries are a bit messy, and organizing them is quite a hassle.

During the subsequent treatment, this didn't happen again. My father-in-law applied the ointment and left

the treatment room. About ten days later, after a thorough examination of my anus and vagina, the lesions had disappeared.

Another week of injections should be enough.

My relationship with my father-in-law had become noticeably closer. He was even more caring towards me than before.

Time passed slowly. As a woman, it's impossible not to think about that. Especially around

menstruation, or after some stimulation, the desire is very strong.

But women are different from men; even if they want to satisfy their physical desires, they must consider

the influence and constraints of social ethics and morality on women.

A few months later, on a Sunday afternoon, I was bored at home and watched a DVD. The movie contained many

descriptions of sex, and after watching it, I felt a restless rush of blood. My mother-in-law wasn't home, so I hesitated

for a moment before calling my father-in-law, saying that my genitals were a little itchy and asking him to check.

I could hear the tension in his voice on the phone; he told me to come over immediately.

When I arrived at my father-in-law's clinic, there were several people there. He noticed my flushed face and asked if I had a fever.

He touched my forehead and said I had no fever. He then told me to lie down in the treatment room.

After a while, he came in and, seeing I hadn't taken off my clothes, said, "Let me check you."

So I stood up and took off my pants in front of him. He tried to look away, but I glanced at him. After

taking off my pants, I got into bed, feeling a little uncomfortable.

He turned on the lamp, pulled up a chair, and sat between my spread legs.

I remember he first used alcohol swabs to clean my genitals; it felt cool and stimulating.

Then he directly touched my genitals with his hands, examining them inside and out: "Where does it itch?"

I said, "A little inside."

He then used his hands to spread my vagina apart. During his examination, his fingers briefly

went inside, but quickly withdrew.

"Child, put your clothes back on. There's nothing wrong. You can go home now

," he said, before leaving to deal with the other patients.

For the past few months, my father-in-law has maintained a dignified, elder-like demeanor in front of me, even today.

I secretly hoped he could help me, to satisfy my sexual desires.

But he didn't, and instead, I felt even more unsatisfied.

However, after his routine touch on my genitals, I felt a sense of relaxation. Sigh! Being a woman is

sometimes truly difficult.

When he returned home that evening, he didn't mention my afternoon checkup, talked about some everyday matters, and went back to

his room.

After being rejected by him that time, I never dared to use that as an excuse to get stimulation and

satisfaction .

Several more months passed, and winter arrived.

An unexpected event rekindled my dormant passion.

One morning, on his way to the clinic, my father-in-law was hit by an electric scooter, fracturing his right hand and right

shinbone requiring surgery.

He was hospitalized.

My mother-in-law, due to poor health, couldn't stay with him at the hospital for long, so I took leave to stay with

him.

Since we were financially comfortable, I got a large private room for my father-in-law and hired a caregiver. The doctor said

it was a VIP ward, costing 300 yuan a day. 300 it is, reasonable expense; we have more money than

we can spend . One of the hospital's leaders was once my father-in-law's student and even gave him a discount.

So, every morning I had to go home early to deliver the meals my mother-in-law had prepared to the hospital, then accompany my father-in-law to his IV drip. I had to

go back home at noon and in the evening to get him food and bring home any gifts that people gave me. It was

busier than going to work. For the first few days of my father-in-law's hospitalization, my mother-in-law stayed with him during the day. On the fourth day, his condition stabilized, and I told her

not to come anymore.

One evening on the fifth day of his hospitalization, the caregiver had to take three hours off. My father-in-law said

he wanted my mother-in-law to come and help him bathe the next day. "

Why do you need my mother-in-law, Dad? I'll bathe you now."

My father-in-law hadn't been able to bathe since his surgery, so he was probably feeling uncomfortable. I immediately got up to prepare

the necessary items for him. I turned on the hot water tap and filled it.

My father-in-law seemed to want to say something, but didn't. He sighed and continued watching his TV.

I carried the water I had prepared to the small table next to him, wrung out a towel, and carefully began to wash

his hair, face, and body. His upper body was quite strong, but his fractured right hand couldn't be used. He cooperated, and

I wiped every part of his upper body at least twice.

Then I went to change the water. When I brought it back, he said, somewhat bewildered, that he could

wipe his lower body himself.

How could that be? One hand was definitely inconvenient. I stubbornly pulled back the covers, and then, I froze.

His lower body was naked, one leg was wrapped in many bandages after recent surgery—his penis was

hanging between his legs, and under my gaze, it showed a slight tendency to become erect—even in this state, besides my heart

starting to race, I pretended to be nonchalant as I wrung out the towel.

"Dad, lie down," I said, and began to wipe his lower abdomen. As I was wiping him, my father-in-law

's penis dangled and hardened right before my eyes. Good heavens, it was more than twice the size of my husband's, and so thick,

bulging with veins—"Dad, your thing is really big!" I tried to joke. "

What are you saying, you little devil? Aren't all men the same?" my father-in-law replied with a clearly dismissive laugh.

After wiping his lower abdomen, I started wiping down along the edge of his pubic hair. His penis was even more erect now

, and it emitted a distinctively masculine odor. As I wiped his inner thighs, the back of my hand occasionally brushed against his

erect penis. "Dad, let me wipe this too," I said, pointing to the head of his penis. "

No, child, girls shouldn't touch that area."

"What? Dad's still so old-fashioned!"

I said, ignoring his feelings, and directly began wiping his erect penis with a hot towel.

While wiping, she said to her father-in-law: "Dad, don't be fooled by the fact that this thing isn't as thick as a leg. It's actually quite troublesome to wipe. The skin is slippery from all

the movement ."

"Child, a simple wipe here is fine; this isn't something a girl should do."

My father-in-law tried to sit up, but couldn't.

As soon as he finished speaking, I used my hand to pull down the foreskin of his penis, completely exposing the glans

. There was a lot of smegma accumulated in the glans sulcus. "

Dad, it's so dirty here!"

I said, tentatively grasping his penis with my hand and pulling the foreskin down completely, thinking to myself, " My

father-in-law's penis is really thick."

At the same time, I used my other hand to carefully clean away the smegma from under the glans. "

Child, don't, don't do this, I can't take it—" My father-in-law tried to say something, but I didn't care.

Actually, at this point, I really didn't have any other thoughts. I was just amazed at how thick my father-in-law's penis could be.

Besides my husband's penis, I had never seen any other man get erect.

After cleaning the grime from my father-in-law's groin, I used a hot towel to

wipe his penis thoroughly, inside and out. Then, quite naturally, I cupped his penis in my hand and said to him, "Dad, are you comfortable now?"

He ignored me.

His penis was now hard and purplish-red. Suddenly, I felt an urge to mischievously stroke

it a few times—"Child, stop, child—" he said, but before he could finish, his

penis in my hand became even harder. Then, a stream of white

fluid . I froze. His penis was throbbing in my hand. I hadn't expected it, I really hadn't expected to make

my father-in-law ejaculate. "

Dad—Dad—I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." I didn't know

what . "

Sigh!" he sighed. "

It's not your fault, child. It's been almost twenty years since anyone touched me—your mother, after forty, hated

intimacy , sigh!"

As my father-in-law spoke, tears welled up in his eyes—

my mind was a complete blank at that moment. I quickly wiped the liquid that had sprayed everywhere after he ejaculated.

His penis wasn't completely soft, and as I cleaned up the surrounding area and wiped

his penis again, it slowly became erect in my hand. I squeezed it a little harder. "Dad, how are you so amazing? I

wish Jiayuan (my husband) was half as good as you," I said with a hint of reproach. My

father-in-law didn't respond. After I finished wiping him clean, I sat down next to him, and he warmly squeezed my

hand, saying, "Child, thank you!"

At that moment, there seemed to be another complex look in his eyes. I didn't dare to think too much about it. Even now, thinking back, I

vaguely remember saying, "Dad, as long as you're willing, your daughter is willing to take care of you."

Actually, I didn't know what I meant by those words.

After that, my father-in-law and I didn't chat much. We watched TV, and around 10 p.m., the caregiver

returned, so I got up and went home.

Lying in bed at home, I felt a mix of anticipation and fear; after all, he was my father-in-law. In my drowsy state,

I woke up to a new day.

The next day, as soon as he saw me, he asked if I slept well. His face was radiant. I sat

beside and asked if the pain was better. He said much better.

With my care, he finished his breakfast.

Days passed, and on the seventh day after the surgery, the stitches were removed. This nearly 60-year-old man

was recovering quite well. He said he wouldn't be able to get out of bed for long.

After the stitches were removed, I wanted to give him a bath. I asked if he could bathe me that evening.

He said my mother-in-law could do it.

I didn't let my mother-in-law come; I sent the caregiver out for a walk that evening. From his eyes, he knew I wanted to

bathe him.

After the caregiver left, I prepared hot water and, just like last time, wiped my father-in-law's body from head to toe. When I wiped

his penis, it was erect again, just like last time, but I only squeezed it a few times. I

saw him close his eyes and pretend not to notice.

After the stitches were removed, I could wear shorts. Because his

penis to press it down before I could put the shorts on.

After everything was done, I sat down next to him. At this point, there was no need to say anything. Actually

, since he treated me, I felt that our relationship had become closer.

I squeezed his hand and said, "Dad, shall I give you a massage?"

He smiled but didn't say anything.

I slipped my hand under the blanket, through his shorts, and

gently stroked his erect penis while talking to him, feeling its hardness. "

Dad, does it feel good?"

"Yes," he replied, his eyes closed, not looking at me.

This is my father-in-law's glans, which I'm holding. A little fluid has already seeped out. I used my thumb to spread

the fluid and smear it all over the glans, then rubbed it little by little from the glans to the frenulum.

Suddenly, my father-in-law grabbed my hand and started stroking it up and down. I imitated him, and his penis

became increasingly hard in my hand, throbbing and pulsating until he ejaculated—a lot.

After he calmed down, I prepared some hot water, wiped his genitals, and changed him into shorts.

Leaning against his bed, I felt so tired—

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