I met my mother-in-law on the night of the typhoon.

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It was pitch black outside. As the typhoon approached, the wind and rain grew stronger, rattling the windows and letting in water through the cracks in the doors and windows. My wife's mother and I sat on the sofa in the living room watching TV. My eyes were on the screen, but my mind wasn't on it, because my mother-in-law was sitting next to me. The typhoon was strong enough to shut down work and school, so offices and businesses started giving employees a day off at noon. On my way home, I picked up two dinners. Since it was just my mother-in-law and me at home, meals were simple. My wife had already moved abroad with our two children for their education, leaving me here alone. For convenience, my wife had persuaded her mother to move in with us and rent out her old house to generate some income. My father-in-law passed away early, and my mother-in-law was a middle school teacher. They only had one daughter, my current wife. They lived a simple life and rarely socialized. Two years ago, my mother-in-law reached the retirement age and immediately applied for retirement. After all, being a teacher is becoming increasingly difficult, and it's not worth getting worked up over these immature kids all the time. Retiring early might actually allow her to live a few more years. And so, after retiring, my mother-in-law no longer needed to rush to class, so my wife suggested she move in with us so they could look after each other. Of course, having an adult in the house also meant my husband would be closer to her, at least preventing the appearance of an unknown woman.
But let's get back to the main point, what happened that night during the typhoon. We had dinner early. My mother-in-law usually watches TV, so she usually sits in the living room to watch after dinner. As for me, since I didn't work in the afternoon, I went to my room to surf the internet until dinner. After dinner, I went back to my room to surf the internet, but because I had already spent more than three hours online in the afternoon, my eyes were a little sore, so I went to the living room and sat next to my mother-in-law to watch TV with her. To be honest, we usually have our own schedules and rarely watch TV together. This time, I unusually sat next to her. She seemed a little surprised, glanced at me, and then continued watching her TV. When she looked at me, I also glanced at her. But when she turned back to the TV, I continued to stare at her. I noticed that my mother-in-law had a unique charm of a mature woman today.
My mother-in-law is fifty-four years old, with a full figure but not bulky, and with her fair skin, she looks only in her thirties. Tonight, she was wearing a light yellow low-cut dress. From the slightly open neckline, I could see that she wasn't wearing a bra, and I could vaguely see her breasts. She seemed to realize I was looking at her, glanced back at me, and then raised her right hand to cover the open neckline, but continued watching her TV. I felt embarrassed to look at her body any longer, so I turned back to the TV, my mind wandering. My thoughts drifted from my mother-in-law's breasts to her entire body, imagining her figure beneath her dress. I had no idea what the TV was showing. My lower body began to swell, like a raging horse standing erect.
The wind and rain outside continued to rage, with the occasional loud crash of roof tiles or signs being blown off by the strong wind, making my heart leap. Occasionally, lightning would suddenly flash across the dark night sky, adding to the terror of the typhoon night. Gusts of wind shook the buildings, giving you the fear of the earth shaking. My mother-in-law seemed a little uneasy, her body swaying slightly, and I realized she was moving closer to me. Suddenly, the lights flickered on and off, then everything went dark, followed by another loud crash, which startled my mother-in-law, making her lean against me. Her warm body pressed against my arm, her breasts pressed tightly against me, and the room was deathly silent. I took the opportunity to reach out and wrap my arms around her waist, pulling her body closer to me. The power hadn't been restored, and in the darkness, neither of us moved, and I took the opportunity to enjoy my mother-in-law's soft body. I don't remember how long this lasted. My hands roamed over her waist, abdomen, and hips. She shifted slightly, continuing to nestle against me. My hands slowly slid from her back to her chest, touching her slightly sagging breasts. But because her breasts were pressed against my chest, my fingers gently caressed them from the side. My mother-in-law remained in the same position, leaning against me, but as I continued to caress her, her head gradually moved closer to my shoulder. I felt her hair lightly brush against my cheek. The room was still dark, with only the howling of the strong wind and the rattling of the windows. Suddenly, another gust of wind caused the building to shake violently, startling her so much that she pressed herself even closer to me. I held her tightly, protectively, and pressed her face against mine with my other hand. Her face was flushed. I gently kissed the ends of her hair, inhaling the scent of her freshly washed hair. I turned to face her; her eyes were closed. I gently kissed her lips, and her body trembled slightly. My hand caressed her flushed cheeks, drawing her closer to me. I felt her warm breath from her nose, and a slight flutter ran through me. My fingers stroked her breasts, but she remained seated. Realizing her consent, I boldly moved my hand towards her lower abdomen, slowly, carefully, lest I startle her, reaching down to her secret place. Through her clothes, I caressed her triangle; her legs pressed even tighter, as if to prevent further action. Through the thin fabric, I could almost feel the pubic hair covering her mons pubis, making a faint rustling sound. Another surge of excitement coursed through me, and I tried to push my fingers even deeper. Suddenly, she grabbed my hand, preventing me from moving. Her body moved away from mine, returning to her original sitting position. I was startled and momentarily at a loss. She sat quietly, without saying a word, then pushed my hand away, saying, "Not here." She released my hand, stood up, and went into her bedroom, but didn't close the door. On a whim, I followed her into her bedroom. She was already lying on her bed. I stood there, unsure what to do, when I heard her softly say, "Close the door." As if I had found a treasure, I turned around and gently closed and locked the door.
The lights were still off. With the door closed, the bedroom was even darker, but I could no longer feel the storm raging outside. In the darkness, I quickly removed my clothes by feel, climbed onto her bed, and groped for her body, leaning against her. She was still wearing the same clothes, her arms resting on her forehead. I stood up and slowly removed her clothes in the darkness, leaving her completely naked. Afraid she might change her mind, I knelt between her legs, lowered my head, and kissed her vulva. My lips touched a patch of slightly coarse pubic hair. In the darkness, I couldn't see my mother-in-law's genitals; I could only rely on my sense of touch to find her entrance. I gently rubbed her labia and clitoris with my fingers. There was a little fluid in her vulva, but not much. I teased her slightly thick labia with my tongue. Suddenly, my mother-in-law slightly twisted her hips, one hand gently stroking my hair, and a faint moan escaped her throat.
"Oh--oh---ah--ah--woo," she seemed to be covering her mouth with the back of her hand.
"No--no--don't--" She lifted my chin with her hands, pulling me up so my body was pressed against hers. Her hips were undulating, her lower abdomen searching for my thighs.
"Come on up," she whispered.
I pressed myself against her body, using my penis to find the entrance to her vagina. My glans and urethral opening were already secreting pre-ejaculate, and with the help of the little bit of vaginal fluid secreted from her vulva, my penis slowly, little by little, entered her vagina. At first, only the glans went in, then I slowly thrust in and out, my penis gradually penetrating deeper and deeper until it was fully inside. Then came a series of rapid thrusts, and my mother-in-law's vagina gradually gushed out vaginal fluid. My penis thrust faster and faster, and inside her vagina, I felt a warm, lustful fluid constantly flowing from the depths of her uterus. My lower abdomen pounded against her vulva with abandon and without mercy, each thrust harder than the last. "Slap! Slap! Slap!" came the sound of flesh colliding. "Ah--ah--ah--" came her moans. Finally, a tingling, numb feeling shot through my lower back, and a gush of semen shot from my glans into the depths of her uterus. Exhausted, my arms aching, I collapsed onto my mother-in-law. She wrapped her arms around my upper body, her breathing rapid, her chest heaving.
Sometime later, the power had been restored. Although the bedroom lights were off, light from the living room seeped in through the crack in the bedroom door. In that dim light, and with my pupils already adjusted to the darkness, I could vaguely make out my mother-in-law's slightly disheveled hair, beads of sweat clinging to her forehead. Her eyes were closed, her lips slightly parted as she regulated her breathing. As our consciousness gradually calmed, we slowly drifted off to sleep.

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