Dilemma with Mother-in-Law

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The car drove aimlessly, unknowingly leaving the city.

It was a crisp autumn day, with blue skies and white clouds. The trees on either side rushed past as the car sped along the country road. I was in a good mood, focused on driving. She sat back in the passenger seat, eyes closed, seemingly resting.

When the car stopped beside a lush grove of trees, she silently gazed out the window, speechless for a long time. I could no longer contain my passion and eagerly embraced her.

"You rascal, let me go!"

she cried, desperately resisting. I grew angry and said, "If you reject me, I'll tell Xiaoting that I've fallen in love with you..."

"No, no..."

she stammered in fear. Without another word, I kissed her, my tongue forcing its way through her trembling lips and opening her tightly closed teeth. My mind involuntarily conjured up the image of a chestnut caught in a fire—that's the kind of flavor I crave. A chestnut caught in the fire is often more fragrant and worth savoring than one readily available.

Soon, our tongues intertwined, creating a powerful chemical reaction. Forgetting all the troublesome consequences, I didn't want to think about anything else; I just wanted to savor this uniquely personal fragrance of love. Nothing could stop me at that moment; even burning myself would be a kind of eternal life in the flames.

Seven or eight minutes later, our lips parted.

"You bastard, you bad guy!" she said angrily. "Please, let me go..."

"No, even if it's to the ends of the earth, I'll catch you!" "

Don't be fooled, there are plenty of good women..."

"There are many women in the world, but I only love you and Tingting!"

"I'm Tingting's mother, your elder!"

"I don't care, I don't care, I love you, I want you!"

Tears welled in her eyes as she murmured, "My heart is so troubled, I can't sleep at night, it's all your fault, why do you bother me, my life is in chaos, it's all your fault..." A

surge of unbridled passion welled up within me, and I kissed her lips again.

Our tongues entwined even more forcefully, locked tightly in a passionate embrace.

A few minutes later, she nestled in my arms, letting me hold her tightly.

Seemingly calmer, she murmured, "What should I do..."

"I don't know what to do either, I just like you, I think about you, I only want to be with you..."

"Please, please, let me go..."

"No, absolutely not..."

"What is it about a woman in her forties that you like?"

"I don't know, I just like you!" I said excitedly, "I love you! And I love Xiaoting too!"

"You rascal, we can't be together!"

"I don't care, I don't care..." I said excitedly, "I can't live without you, I can't live without you..."

"But..."

"I love you, I can't live without you, I only want to be with you..."

she hesitated, "What about Xiaoting..."

"I'll think of something, okay..."

She didn't speak, closing her eyes.

I was equally excited, and happily said, "I want to marry Xiaoting, the three of us will be together, never to be separated in this life!"

After a while, she broke free from my embrace and said, "Let's go back. "

"Tonight, I want you!"

"No!"

I hugged her tightly, saying domineeringly, "Tonight, I want you!"

"But..."

"I don't care, I don't care..."

She chuckled, stroking my cheek.

"You bad boy, don't be stubborn, I promise to be your girlfriend."

"Really?"

"Really!"

"That's great, I love you."

She sighed, saying helplessly, "You've really lost your mind, still acting like this at your age..."

"You're only forty-three, not old at all."

"Sweet talk, just trying to deceive people..."

A faint smile floated on her face, making her appear even more dignified, beautiful, and elegant.

Standing at the university gate, watching her drive away, I was incredibly happy. My roommates grinned mischievously, asking if I had good news.

I smiled without answering, savoring the sweetness in my heart.

Two days later, I eagerly dialed her number.

"What's up?"

"I want to ask you to a movie."

"I'm at work..."

she said, and hung up.

The waiting was unbearable, feeling like an eternity.

An hour later, she called.

"No, I don't have time tonight."

"You made plans with someone else?"

"No, don't overthink it."

"I've already bought the tickets. 7:30 tonight, Dahua Cinema. I'll be waiting for you. If you don't come, I'll call you from downstairs."

"You little rascal, stop messing around!"

"I don't care, I don't care..."

"Okay, I'll come."

*Raise the Red Lantern* isn't exactly a new film. Perhaps because it won the Hundred Flowers Award, Dahua Cinema is showing it again. The screening room isn't large, with wide, high-backed seats. Only a handful of couples are in the huge theater.

These small screening rooms are actually mainly for couples. My mother-in-law noticed this when she came in. She blushed and sat with me in a slightly off-center corner, nervously watching the screen.

The lights went out, the movie started, and the room became mesmerizing.

I don't know when it happened, but she took my arm and leaned against me. Perhaps the film's gloomy atmosphere made her subconsciously seek a shoulder to lean on, and nestling in my arms was a natural, unintentional act.

I was naturally happy to see it happen, and quickly pulled her into my arms, watching the screen with great excitement.

The delicate fragrance of her hair lingered in my nose, her hands tightly wrapped around my arm, her full body pressed close to my chest, encircling my arms with her breasts. In this intimate posture, even I wasn't sure who was more proactive. But one thing I was clear about was that I thoroughly enjoyed this exhilarating joy, even wishing time could stand still and it could last forever. Any previous worries seemed to have vanished in this intense pleasure. My hands involuntarily wrapped around her waist, holding her tightly in my arms. Perhaps the darkness and privacy made me particularly bold, even though I knew it was dangerous and inappropriate. All my fear and apprehension were left behind when we sat down in the corner couple's seat. She couldn't help but hug the strong arm across her chest, wanting only to savor this rare warmth, unwilling to think about whether this strong embrace would one day truly belong to her.

Equally excited, my emotions surged, and my passion manifested in a strong embrace.

Seemingly sensing my increasingly tighter hold, my mother-in-law couldn't help but let out a soft "hmm," tilting her head back as if to turn and look at me.

I gazed intently at the shifting contours of her face in the light and shadow, her slightly parted lips, her beautiful eyes half-open and half-closed—all these combined to create an irresistible allure, relentlessly assaulting our defenses.

I could no longer resist, and eagerly kissed her lips. Our lips instantly met in a tight, seamless seal. My tongue plunged into her mouth, almost effortlessly breaching her defenses, easily capturing her evasive tongue, entwining them tightly, gently sucking, greedily drawing in her sweet nectar. She responded to my advances with a bewildered helplessness, her flushed cheeks and tightly closed eyes a testament to her passion, lost in my ecstasy. Her hands involuntarily wrapped around my waist, wishing she could curl up completely in my embrace. Fortunately, the couple's seats were quite spacious, and choosing a secluded corner spot allowed us to escape the gazes and distractions of others, fully immersing ourselves in our own world.

Our tongues intertwined tightly for a good seven or eight minutes before separating. My hands, which had been cupping her cheeks, slid down to her waist. The buttons on her blouse were a bit in the way, but that didn't stop me. My fingers followed the seams to find the buttons, deftly unbuttoning them one by one. The central air conditioning made the theater a comfortable temperature; there was no need to worry about catching a cold.

"No..."

That murmured voice was like a spark thrown into a haystack, igniting a massive flame of desire that shattered the psychological barrier that had kept us both so tense. I firmly unbuttoned her blouse, lifted her cashmere sweater, and traced her warm abdomen upwards, turning towards her ribs and back, finding the clasp of her bra.

"No..."

Seemingly sensing something, she tried to struggle free, but I kissed her fiercely, and she quickly lost herself in my passionate kiss, letting me expertly unhook the clasp.

I finally grasped her two firm, full breasts firmly in my hands, kneading them with boundless joy. Under my loving caress, her nipples quickly swelled. Overjoyed, I gently stroked them as her body trembled. Ignoring her unbearable trembling, I suddenly felt her body tense, her hands gripping my waist tightly, letting out a soft "Ah!"

I realized with a start that my mother-in-law had reached orgasm so easily. Filled with tenderness, I held her gently in my arms, wanting her to be as comfortable as possible.

Nestled close to me, her body limp, her panties damp, her eyes tightly closed, she felt only sweetness.

Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my waist. I couldn't help but open my eyes and saw her bright eyes glaring at me with resentment, a fine layer of sweat on her nose, biting her lip, silent.

"You rascal..."

I smiled knowingly, pulling her closer and kissing her lips without hesitation.

After a few feigned struggles, she quickly wrapped her arms around my neck and plunged back into that intoxicatingly passionate kiss.

Our tongues intertwined tightly until the ending music played, and the roof lights came on, bringing us back to reality. I

quickly straightened my clothes and quietly left the movie theater.

The streets were bustling with people; we walked slowly, chatting and laughing.

I walked her downstairs, my face full of reluctance. She chuckled, said goodbye, and turned to walk towards the building entrance. Watching her retreating figure, I really wanted to rush over and hug her, but unfortunately, someone was approaching from a distance.

Back in my university dormitory, it was already past ten o'clock.

After showering and lying in bed, my mind was racing. Tonight's wild passion was unexpected, yet it happened so naturally, and it spiraled out of control, almost crossing that final line.

My mother-in-law's question, "What do you want to do?" actually carried a hint of hesitation and helplessness. My biological daughter is my girlfriend; these two relationships clearly cannot coexist. This conflicted and contradictory feeling would likely cause even someone as cheerful and outgoing as me to struggle.

But I sensed that my mother-in-law didn't regret it, and it seemed like a natural progression, a culmination of pent-up emotions that had finally erupted on this day—it was bound to happen sooner or later.

Facing both mother and daughter, I didn't know what to do.

How could I be so calm and collected in the face of such a complex emotional entanglement, even somewhat complacent, or perhaps even relishing it? I couldn't explain it. The joy was thrilling, and despite countless self-reproach, I remained as infatuated as a moth drawn to a flame. It

was truly a headache. I tossed and turned, unable to sleep, lost in thought, but I couldn't untangle this chaotic relationship. In fact, I knew that no one could truly understand emotions; trying to figure it out was just pointless and self-inflicted trouble.

The next day at noon, Xiaoting came to have lunch with me. Since our encounter, she had become increasingly attached to me, which made me very happy.

We got our food at the cafeteria and sat down at the table.

"You don't look well."

"I didn't sleep well last night."

"Come to my house for dinner tonight?"

"Okay, sure."

As dusk fell, we entered hand in hand.

My mother-in-law's expression was calm; she didn't even glance at me, completely lacking her usual enthusiasm. Xiaoting seemed a little puzzled and whispered, asking if I had offended her.

I smiled and said it was possible, thinking of ways to please her. Xiaoting smiled too and asked me to help with the cooking. I was overjoyed and quickly went into the kitchen, watching her busy figure.

Seemingly realizing my arrival, she turned to look at me, her expression clearly tense. I closed the door, came up behind her, and hugged her from behind. Her body trembled, and she struggled to break free, looking at me somewhat angrily.

"Are you crazy? Don't be ridiculous."

"I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself."

A hint of joy flashed in her eyes as she turned back to continue working.

"You should go out now."

"Okay, sure."

I suppressed my excitement and turned to leave the kitchen.

My supervisor received a national-level research project and a large sum of funding. He was very happy and invited a few of us students to drink and celebrate.

We drank until we were completely drunk. The next morning, I woke up to find 50,000 yuan in my bank account. My advisor had invited me to participate in a project, and I couldn't help but smile.

I bought two new phones, one for myself and one for my girlfriend.

Xiaoting was overjoyed to see the gift, though she scolded me for wasting money.

She wasn't a vain girl and rarely accepted things from me, but she bought me clothes instead, which touched me deeply.

Three days later, I eagerly dialed my mother-in-law's number.

"Shall we go see a movie?"

She didn't answer, remained silent for a moment, and then hung up.

My heart sank, and I started to overthink.

I couldn't come up with anything for a long time, so I decided to take a gamble.

At dusk, I stood in front of the movie theater, clutching two movie tickets.

I looked around nervously, and finally, I saw her.

Overjoyed, I ran over without thinking and grabbed her hand tightly.

She glanced around nervously and followed me into the theater.

It was the same theater, and the same seats.

I eagerly embraced her, feeling an overwhelming joy, my heart pounding with excitement. It was like the rhythmic beating of a drum, resonating with her body. Nestled tightly in my arms, she seemed to feel the powerful thumping of my heart, a strange excitement coursing through her. My breath brushed against her cheek, like the heat of a furnace, constantly warming her mind. Gradually, the screen in front of her blurred, as if a surge of heat coursed through her body, making her dizzy and oblivious to the movie's content.

To the accompaniment of soothing music, I kissed her without hesitation, our tongues intertwining. She wrapped her arms around my neck, focused on our passionate kiss, as if forgetting everything, completely immersed in passion, until we were breathless.

Watching her panting, I smiled happily, reaching out to unbutton her clothes. She quickly glanced around, closed her eyes, and nestled closer to me. I unbuttoned her outer garment, caressing her breasts through her cashmere sweater. She kept her eyes closed, her face filled with enjoyment.

I whispered in her ear, "Your breasts are so big, I love them!"

She closed her eyes and secretly pinched my waist.

I couldn't help but laugh, gently kneading them while watching the movie.

We maintained this intimate position until the movie ended. She straightened her clothes and followed me out of the cinema.

I walked her downstairs and watched her enter the building, excitedly pumping my fist.

My supervisor took us to Suzhou for a project. Everyone worked very hard, even on weekends. Naturally, I was diligent and led the way.

I chatted with Xiaoting on WeChat every day. She talked about her experiences at school and expressed her longing for me. I was very happy and passionately exchanged sweet nothings. I casually inquired about my mother-in-law's situation. She said her mother-in-law was going to Nanjing for a meeting next week. I was tempted, but the project was too demanding, so I could only bury myself in work. Finally, I had some free time, and my supervisor approved two days off. I immediately took the high-speed train to Nanjing. My

mother-in-law was very happy and took me out to eat, chatting about our experiences.

She said the meeting was over and we could rest for a day. My heart skipped a beat, and I smiled, suggesting we go to a hot spring. She hesitated, but I pleaded with her until she finally agreed.

I took her to the Lizhi Hot Spring Resort. The villas had their own indoor hot spring baths, offering excellent privacy, but they were expensive—I gritted my teeth and accepted.

After closing the door and changing into my swim trunks, I smiled and waved to her.

Her face flushed, she looked nervous, her fingers clenched tightly, a little flustered. I pulled her into my arms and said with a smile, "Don't be afraid, it's just you and me here."

"Hmph, I'm just afraid of you!"

"Go change into your swimsuit, let's go for a soak."

I took the swimsuit out of my bag, and she took it, blushing, and silently went into the room.

A long time passed, and she didn't come out.

I was anxious, but I waited patiently.

Finally, she emerged.

This backless swimsuit wasn't a bikini, so it still exposed a lot of skin.

Her swim trunks, slightly too small, clung tightly to her full, round buttocks, exposing most of her snow-white flesh to the air. As she stepped into the pool, she gradually sank in.

Only when her entire body was submerged, with only her head above water, did I finally exhale.

As if hearing my exhale, she turned her head and gave me a charming glance.

I quickly sat down beside her and began enthusiastically recounting my graduate school life. She listened attentively, occasionally asking questions. As we talked, I turned my attention to her, praising her strengths.

“I’m just an ordinary woman, not as good as you say.”

“In my heart, you’re a goddess!”

She chuckled and scolded, “Sweet talk, you really know how to coax me!”

“No, I’m telling the truth, I’m not lying at all!”

She cupped my face in her hands, gazed at me for a long time, and said emotionally, “We’re dancing on the edge of a cliff. If we’re not careful, we’ll fall into an abyss with no way back. Auntie begs you, please stop. Forget about tonight and be my good son-in-law…”

I looked at her pretty face, which was streaked with tears, and felt a little reluctant to refuse, but I hardened my heart: “That’s impossible. In my heart, you are my woman.”

“No, you have to listen to me!” In an instant, tears welled up in her eyes, and she sobbed softly, her eyes filled with an unyielding plea.

My heart softened, and I looked away, saying insincerely, "Well, okay, let me think about it carefully. Maybe you're right."

She smiled through her tears, wiped them away, and tapped my head with her finger, laughing and scolding, "You naughty boy, just consider it a dream."

"Okay," I said, my expression somber.

"Good boy, thank you."

She smiled faintly, turned, pushed open the door, and drifted away.

I felt empty and extremely uncomfortable. I began to regret my momentary weakness; I shouldn't have softened my heart. I should have struck while the iron was hot and completely conquered her. However, her pleading appearance just now would have moved even the hardest heart, let alone me, who can't stand seeing a woman cry.

I sighed, savoring the sensual scene from just now, feeling my mouth dry, my throat parched, and my heart pounding again.

Lying in bed, I tossed and turned for a while, still feeling excited and unable to sleep. I quietly left my room and tiptoed to the door of the next bedroom. I pressed my ear to the door and listened. I could hear faint sobbing and muttering to myself coming from inside.

Although I couldn't hear clearly, I could sense that my mother-in-law was repenting for her actions. I felt uneasy. After thinking for a moment, I gently knocked on the door and whispered, "What's wrong?"

The bedroom fell silent, but I heard her softly say, "I'm fine, go to sleep."

"Open the door, I want to see you!"

My mother-in-law wiped away her tears, looked at herself in the mirror, and said with a hint of resentment, "Don't worry, Auntie won't do anything stupid."

"Open the door first."

"Go back quickly, it's really nothing."

I was still worried, so I stood there for a few minutes before returning to my room, lying down on the bed, pulling the covers up, and lying there in a daze. Several tens of minutes later, just as I was starting to feel sleepy, I heard the crisp sound of the door closing outside.

He quickly sat up, then got out of bed and came out to find the bedroom door ajar. The blankets on the bed were neatly folded, but the room was empty. There was no one in sight. He panicked and ran out in his slippers. When he got outside the villa, he saw the white car already running. With the roar of the engine, two bright white lights shone from the front of the car. The car slowly turned around and was about to drive away. I rushed over and stood in front of the car, silently watching my mother-in-law sitting inside, without saying a word.

She reluctantly pushed open the car door and got out, muttering, "My workplace called, there's an urgent matter I need to handle. I thought you were already asleep..."

I interrupted her, frowning, "Give me a different excuse!"

She frowned slightly and lowered her head, saying, "You rascal, this is better for everyone."

I grabbed her arm and whispered, "It's so late, don't go any further. It's not safe to drive at night."

She glanced around and whispered, "It's okay, it's all highway. As long as I drive slowly, nothing will happen."

I turned off the car, took out the key, and locked the doors.

"Don't be so stubborn. You can go, but wait until dawn. Otherwise, I won't feel at ease." I reached under her legs and scooped her up in my arms. My mother-in-law immediately panicked and struggled, saying, "Put me down quickly, or someone will see us."

The night was quiet, with only a few villas lit up, their lights shining through the curtains. I couldn't see anyone; it was eerily quiet.

Reassured, I smiled and said, "If you're scared, be good and come back with me."

My mother-in-law kicked and struggled, angrily saying, "No, I'm not going back!"

"Alright, alright, I promise I won't violate you again, is that alright?"

"You brat, if you don't let go, I'll call for help!"

"Go ahead and call, call all you want!" I smiled faintly, carrying her into the villa, completely ignoring her struggles, and gave her buttocks a couple more hard squeezes, secretly enjoying the sensation.

I placed her on the living room sofa. My mother-in-law glared at me resentfully and shouted, "Let me go!"

I looked at her with a half-smile and said softly, "Okay, but you have to promise not to run away."

She turned her face away and whispered, "Alright, I promise."

I released her and smiled, "You have to keep your promise!"

"Hmph, you too!" She ran upstairs like a startled deer.

"Yes, the same." I watched her figure, my heart pounding, and quickly followed.

Entering the bedroom upstairs, I saw her with her arms crossed, staring blankly at the television, lost in thought.

I poured her a glass of water, handed it to her, and said with a smile, "Have some water, get some rest."

She turned her face away and said softly, "Forget the water, I want to drink now."

I pulled her into my arms and whispered, "Okay, don't be angry, I apologize."

She buried her face in my chest and began to cry softly.

I whispered, "I'm sorry, don't be sad."

She raised her tear-streaked face, choking back sobs, "If Xiaoting knew, she would hate me to death. I'm a bad mother!"

I felt a pang of guilt, reaching out to stroke her cheek, and said softly, "It's all my fault, it has nothing to do with you. If Tingting wants to hate, she can only hate me."

She shook her head repeatedly, her eyes brimming with tears, and said, "It's all my fault, I'm bad, I'm a bad woman."

"It's all my fault, it has nothing to do with you."

"No, it's all my fault, I'm a bad woman!"

I raised my hand and slammed it against the wall, angrily saying, "It's all my fault, okay?"

My mother-in-law was stunned for a moment, then quickly grabbed my hand. Seeing the bloodstains on it, she was startled and said coquettishly,

"What are you doing? Auntie really doesn't blame you, it's my own fault, I couldn't resist the temptation."

"No need to say anything, it's my fault, it's all my fault, I deserve to be punished."

Gently stroking my cheek, she scolded, "How old are you, still doing such foolish things?"

I sighed with a wry smile, took out a cigarette, lit it, and blew smoke rings, saying, "I can't help it, too much hormones, I'm just impulsive."

Her face flushed slightly, and she pulled me to the kitchen, carefully washing and drying me with paper towels, frowning as she asked,

"Does it hurt?"

I smiled and whispered, "If you're willing to forgive me, then it won't hurt."

She chuckled and said wistfully, "Forget it, it's all in the past, I won't think about it anymore."

I frowned, took a drag of my cigarette, and said dejectedly, "Yes, it's all in the past..."

"You're just so impulsive!" She sighed, saying with concern, "This kind of personality is not good, it often comes at a price."

I grinned and said with a wry smile, "If you were obedient and didn't always cry, I wouldn't be so impulsive."

My mother-in-law glanced at me and said resentfully, "That's your own fault, don't blame me."

“It’s all my fault, it’s all my fault, you have no responsibility.”

She sighed and said softly, “Women are emotional creatures. Sometimes, a good cry can actually soothe emotions. You don’t understand.”

I smiled and said gently, “Do you still want to cry?”

She didn’t speak, staring at me blankly. I stroked her cheek and said with a smile, “Are you still angry?”

She said with some melancholy, “I don’t blame you… we just need to calm down and not lose our morals and reason.”

“You’re right…” I said affectionately, “You’re a single woman, I’m an unmarried man. We love each other, it doesn’t seem to affect others, it doesn’t violate morality, and it doesn’t mean we’ve lost our reason.”

“But, I’m your girlfriend’s mother.”

“Tingting loves me, she can’t live without me, and I can’t live without her. We love each other, which is the result you wanted, right?” I thought for a moment and continued, “I love Tingting, and I love you too. We’re family. It’s none of anyone else’s business if family members love each other. As long as we mind our own business, there won’t be any trouble.”

She brushed her hair, looked at me tenderly, her eyes sparkling with a captivating light, and said softly, “Hmph, I can’t argue with you!”

Her eyes were completely different from before, that coy reluctance and desire, that struggle and longing on the verge of falling, all of which were incredibly moving.

I smiled slightly, my words carrying a double meaning: "I can say it, and I can do it..."

She blushed slightly and scolded, "You rascal, don't talk nonsense."

"You know, seeing you sad and upset makes me feel even worse. I just want to hold you in my arms and comfort you."

"You're a charming man, both in appearance and temperament. You're kind, cheerful, and know how to care for others. Especially that wildness and vitality that shines through your bones—it's all very attractive to women."

I said happily, "Thank you for the compliment..." "

Throughout history, those who achieve great things know how to control their desires. You need to be more ambitious and not flirt around. Otherwise, if you hurt Tingting, I will definitely not forgive you."

"Don't worry, for you and your daughter, I will work hard to develop my career."

"It's getting late, go to sleep."

Seeing that I was holding her tightly, she bit her pink lips and said coquettishly, "You bad boy, don't tempt me anymore!"

I brought my mouth close to her ear and whispered, "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

Her face flushed red, and she said somewhat embarrassedly, "You can hold me, that's the bottom line."

I was certain that there was some restless emotion hidden in this mature woman's heart. Unfortunately, our relationship was special, an insurmountable chasm. This made me want to possess this beautiful woman with her full figure. I thought it was an impossible goal, but now the situation was completely different. I was overjoyed, picked her up in my arms, and smiled, "Okay, I agree!"

A few minutes later, we were lying in bed.

"Does it still hurt?"

"No!"

She sighed and murmured, "I'm sorry."

"It's nothing." I brought my lips close to her ear and whispered, "You know what? I've seen your body."

She paused, surprised, and asked, "Where?"

I lowered my voice and said mysteriously, "In a brightly lit bathroom."

She giggled and scolded, "How could that be? Don't talk nonsense."

"My parents worked at the Zhoushan base. You often came to my house and stayed there several times. I secretly watched you take a shower. Your bare back, your smooth, white skin, your round, perky buttocks—I still remember it vividly."

She froze, staring at me with wide eyes, and said in a trembling voice, "You're Chief of Staff Li's son?"

Seeing me nod with a smile, she was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly burst into tears.

"Oh no, how can I meet your parents? It's too embarrassing!"

"They're very satisfied with Tingting, and they'll come to propose next month."

She was too ashamed to speak, burying her face in my arms. I kneaded her round buttocks and said with a smile, "For our happiness, I must marry Tingting!"

She twisted her waist, her voice trembling, "Please don't do this, please..."

"If you don't agree, I'll go tell my parents I want to marry you!"

"You rascal!" She punched my back a few times with her small fist, saying regretfully, "I knew it would be like this, I shouldn't have agreed."

"What will happen?" I asked with a magnetic voice, smiling.

She was too ashamed to speak, her face flushed, making her even more alluring.

"Shh!" I held up my finger, blew a breath, and whispered, "Just five minutes, I promise!"

I eagerly unbuckled her belt, and my right hand, as nimble as a snake, slipped inside, reaching directly into her panties. My fingers touched a damp patch, and I was delighted. I began to skillfully rub and caress it.

She instinctively struggled and twisted, saying defiantly, "You bad guy, you're always bullying me!"

I smiled slightly and whispered, "Since you know, you should behave!"

Her ears turned bright red, her body twisted uncontrollably, she gripped my hand tightly, and said in a trembling voice, "I don't know, I don't know..."

I teased her lips and squeezed her buttocks hard, saying in a slightly trembling voice, "You know, you must know, tell me quickly!"

She struggled frantically, twisting her body, panting, "Don't do this, don't force me, leave me some dignity as an elder, please, Auntie begs you!"

"You're not Auntie, you're my girlfriend!"

I kissed her without further ado, our tongues intertwined tightly, she reached out and hugged my neck, responding passionately, letting out soft moans.

I felt my blood boiling, immersed in immense happiness. My hands involuntarily ripped open her belt. She quickly stopped me, her voice trembling, "Please, no, really no..."

My eyes blazed with fury, and I said resolutely, "I want you! I want you!"

She said painfully, "No, please, no, no!"

I frantically tore off her trousers and underwear, hastily stripped off my own clothes, got into bed, and held her tightly. Her voice trembled with tears as she cried out, "It's over, we're over, we're both ..." "We're going to hell!"

I parted her legs and growled, "Even in hell, I'll be your man!"

Seeing my resolute expression, she was filled with excitement and shouted uncontrollably, "I love savage men, unreasonable wild men! Come on, come on, tear me apart, come on, be my man!"

I leaned over her and said excitedly, "Darling, I'm coming!"

She closed her eyes and mumbled, "Come on, take me, take me, fuck me to death!" I thrust

my hips forward, and a scream immediately rang out.

I was startled and quickly stopped. I saw her brows furrowed and tears streaming down her face.

"Yours is too big, I can't take it, I can't take it, sob sob." She was like a little girl experiencing her first time, her face full of pain and tears in her eyes. I held her tightly and gently stroked her back to ease her tension.

After two or three minutes, she whispered, "Be gentle, I haven't had it in a long time, I can't take it!"

No way, had she not had a man for over ten years?

Seeing my puzzled look, she seemed to understand my thoughts and said shyly, "I haven't been with a man since Xiaoting's father."

"It's been over ten years. Aren't you lonely? Can you handle it?"

"It was tough at first, but I got used to it over time. I'm not a promiscuous woman; I have to set a good example for my daughter!"

She couldn't continue, burying her face in my chest. Her shy demeanor only fueled my desire, and without further ado, I began to slowly thrust in and out.

It was tight and hot there, which I found incredibly alluring. The powerful thrusts between my legs created a crisp, slapping sound in the night, stimulating our joyful hearts and making the night itself seem enchanting.

Seemingly unable to bear it any longer, she winced in pain, arched her neck, and let out a pleasurable moan. I was thrilled and thrust even more violently. Her face flushed, her eyes glazed, and she clutched my hair, her body trembling.

Like a dancer in the dark, she thrust her hips forward to meet me, trembling and crying out. Her voice seemed to burst forth from the depths of her soul, high-pitched and melodious, the trembling endings like sparks igniting a vast flame of passion.

"Ah...ah...faster...harder...ah...ah..."

She clung to my neck, her thighs hooked around my waist, calling out. I roared, launching wave after wave of attacks, completely ignoring the woman's unbearable pain, her cries growing increasingly painful.

"Ah...ah...no...I can't take it...ah...ah..."

A surge of lust had engulfed me; all I wanted was to release my pent-up desire. My strong body seemed to possess boundless power, the continuous thrusting endless, my penis relentlessly pounding against her clitoris.

The slapping sounds echoed in the room for a long time. She seemed like a different person, gripping the sheets tightly, crying out with ecstatic pleasure, thrusting her hips forward, desperately trying to meet me, wanting me to be even more vigorous, to thrust even deeper.

"Ah...ah...so good...so good...ah...ah..."

After what seemed like an eternity, the lights came on, and the sheets were a mess.

I flipped her over, her buttocks raised high, and thrust into her from behind, continuing my relentless pumping.

Her body swayed back and forth, her breasts bouncing wildly, and she moaned uncontrollably.

"Ah...ah...no...I can't take it...ah...ah...gentle...gentle...ah..."

Soon, her arms gave way, and she collapsed onto the bed, her buttocks still raised.

I continued thrusting, as if I had endless power.

The night was deep, and we forgot everything, lost in a sea of desire, indulging wildly, clinging to each other desperately.

After what seemed like an eternity, feeling my climax approaching, I widened my eyes and thrust a dozen times, ejaculating violently amidst her high-pitched cries. We both screamed simultaneously. I tried to remain still, letting myself ejaculate freely. Then, I lay on top of her, my body trembling uncontrollably. She lay limp and motionless, her moans turning into a warm tranquility.

My penis remained deep inside her, feeling its heat and warmth.

I felt a silent,

exhilarating pleasure, and said with a smile, "That was wonderful, thank you!" She tilted her head back, let out a long sigh, a hint of dazedness flashing in her beautiful eyes, her long eyelashes trembling, and murmured as if in a dream, "Shh, don't speak, let me fly a little longer..."

After what seemed like an eternity, my penis slowly withdrew. I pulled her into my arms, stroking her sweaty, bare back.

She nestled motionless in my embrace, her eyes filled with tears of happiness.

"Was it good?"

"So good, so amazing!"

The feeling after orgasm was exquisite, a blend of decadence, transgression, elegance, and sensuality, quietly spreading through my heart. It was a wonderful experience for a man, and for a woman, it was no less.

We fell asleep in each other's arms, happy and carefree, until around 8 a.m. when my phone suddenly rang. My mind was still a little foggy, but the plump, white arm lying across my chest reminded me who I'd been with last night.

It was my supervisor calling, and after a few words, my expression turned serious.

There was a problem with the project, apparently due to the negligence of two junior students, causing a lot of procedural chaos. The client wanted us to resolve it as soon as possible, and my supervisor wanted me to come to Suzhou to assist him.

My supervisor was very kind to me, so I felt obligated to go immediately.

My mother-in-law was already awake, quietly watching me make the call.

After hanging up, I laughed and hugged her, spreading her legs apart.

"You little rascal, wasn't last night enough..."

I chuckled, rolled over and straddled her, thrusting my hips forward.

She let out a soft moan and shyly closed her eyes.

[The End]

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