My Awkward Diary of Being Alone with My Daughter-in-Law (Part 4)

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I went out and bought three bottles of baijiu (a type of Chinese liquor), some meat, and snacks. I took a taxi to Old Chen's house and knocked on the door. Actually, it's my old house; Old Chen and I have been neighbors for a long time.

When the door opened, I saw Old Chen's daughter-in-law standing there. She had short hair and wore a white low-cut short-sleeved shirt, and a deep cleavage almost caught my eye.

I said, "Xiao Yang, I'm here for dinner again."

Her name is Yang Qingqing, but I usually call her Xiao Yang. We've known each other for a while and become quite familiar. Of course, my house used to be right next to Old Chen's, and our two families have a good relationship. It's just that my son is always busy with work and doesn't know Xiao Yang very well. I prefer my old neighbors; after all, we've known each other for decades.

Old Chen's daughter-in-law said, "You're here anyway, why bring anything? Uncle Qian, you're always so polite. I'm so sorry."

She took my things and went to the kitchen. I sat with Old Chen on the sofa for a while watching TV, then went to the kitchen and said, "Xiao Yang, is there anything I can help you with?"

"No, no, just wait and eat."

I pretended to smash cucumbers behind her, a cold dish I'm good at. The method is different from what most people make; I smash them into a paste and mix them with various seasonings.

While I was behind her, I complimented her cooking, saying I wanted to learn how to make it so I could show off at home.

Actually, I was looking at her slender waist, high breasts, and round buttocks, having impure thoughts, especially those perky buttocks. She didn't look like a woman who had given birth at all. She was over thirty, yet her figure was still so good. I heard she loved working out and had a very good figure, with strong core muscles and slender thighs that were all taut muscles. I guessed it would be even more enjoyable to be with her. Old Chen's son was really lucky.

Several times I impulsively wanted to lean in and give her buttocks a good thud. After standing there for a while, afraid she and Old Chen would become suspicious, I decided not to linger too long and took the cold dish back to the living room to watch TV with Old Chen.

About half an hour later, Old Chen's daughter-in-law brought out all the dishes and said it was time to eat. So the four of them and I sat down at the table to eat. As usual, Old Chen and I drank, while his son, Xiao Chen, poured himself a glass and drank along with us while we ate. By the time we finished eating, he had finished his glass too.

Old Chen and I continued drinking, and Xiao Chen also drank a little. He wasn't a big drinker, so he usually only drank a little. Meanwhile, Xiao Yang sat there waiting for her son to finish eating. After watching TV with her son for a while, she prepared a bath for him and put him to bed.

We drank for about two hours, and we had drunk more than two bottles of alcohol. Old Chen's voice started to sound hoarse, and I was feeling a little dizzy.

At this time, after Old Chen's daughter-in-law helped her son to bed, she also took a shower, put on her pajamas, and sat on the sofa watching TV. Little Chen, who had drunk a little, also went to bed. He couldn't hold

his liquor; after two ounces, he'd be sleeping until the next morning. Old Chen's wife had passed away early, so drinking with me was a rare treat, and his family didn't stop him. Little Chen usually couldn't drink much; it was Little Yang who served us drinks. Now, hearing Old Chen's slurred speech, she came over and said, "That's enough, Dad, don't drink anymore. Uncle Qian, save it for tomorrow."

I said, "Little Yang, is it alright? Old Chen and I are both happy. Besides, tomorrow's the weekend, no work.

Let's drink until we're completely drunk." Old Chen also shook his head and said, "No more, no more, I'll get drunk if I drink any more."

Old Chen is an old scholar, a teacher for decades. He doesn't have classes tomorrow, but he's usually quite restrained. However, when drinking with me, he definitely won't stop until he's thoroughly enjoyed himself.

I took off the bracelet from my wrist, pointed to a bottle of wine that had only been poured a little, and said, "If we finish this, it's yours."

It's a small-leaf sandalwood bracelet. I bought it from an experienced collector for several thousand yuan and have been playing with it for many years. Now its market value is at least seven or eight thousand yuan.

Old Chen grabbed the bracelet and said, "Are you serious?"

I said, "Yes, haven't you liked this bracelet for a long time? Anyway, I recently got a Bodhi seed bracelet, and I'm not interested in playing with this sandalwood one anymore. What's wrong with giving it to you?"

Old Chen didn't hesitate. We each poured a full glass of wine and started drinking with peanuts. I know Old Chen's drinking capacity. We definitely couldn't finish this bottle if we split it in half. But I was just taking the opportunity to give him the bracelet. This guy earns a lot of money, but he saves it all to buy a big house for his son. Right now, his family of three generations is crammed into this small three-bedroom apartment in an old neighborhood, which is indeed a bit cramped.

So he really likes collecting antiques, but he'll only lend me some to play with; he never buys any for himself. We've been friends for so many years, so I just give him some whenever I have the chance.

"Drink...drink..."

Old Chen mumbled to me, holding his wine glass, but before he could finish, he slumped onto the table and fell fast asleep. I finished my drink, then leaned back in my chair, tired, and dozed off, keeping an eye on Xiao Yang.

Old Chen's daughter-in-law kept glancing over to check on us, and frowned when she saw Old Chen had passed out. She went into the room for a few minutes, probably to wake Xiao Chen, but came out again after five or six minutes, presumably because Xiao Chen was also fast asleep.

She came over and called Old Chen a few times.

"Dad, Dad? Get up, go back to your room and sleep."

"Uncle Qian, are you feeling better? Don't drink anymore, help me carry you to your room."

"Ugh..."

I pretended to be dizzy, though I really was. I looked at her and said, "What's wrong? Old Chen is already drunk? There's still a little left. I can't give you this bead until you finish it."

Old Chen was completely drunk and unconscious. Old Chen's daughter-in-law looked at the bracelet on the table, then at the remaining half-glass of wine. She was a little conflicted. She knew her father-in-law liked it, but the family had never bought any nice antiques to save money for a house. She used to enjoy fitness, but now she mostly exercises at home, so she guessed this was something Old Chen really liked.

Xiao Yang looked at me with her bright eyes and said, "Uncle Qian, if I drink this wine, it counts, right?"

"Huh?" I was taken aback. "No need, I was just joking. It's something Old Chen likes, so I'll consider it a gift to him. Why would I need you to drink it?"

Although I had drunk too much, I really didn't mean for Xiao Yang to drink. We're all from the older generation, and Xiao Yang and Wenwen are, in my eyes, the next generation.

But without saying a word, Xiao Yang picked up the glass and downed it in one gulp.

"Glug...cough cough cough cough..."

Baijiu is strong liquor after all, and Xiao Yang coughed violently after drinking it. Her originally healthy wheat-colored skin immediately turned red. This girl's face flushes quickly after drinking.

"Uncle Qian, how about this, I'll leave the wine for my father-in-law."

Xiao Yang smiled at me with a rosy face and said. I admired her and nodded.

"Uncle, could you help me carry my dad inside?"

"Sure."

I didn't hesitate. Although I was a little unsteady on my feet, I could still help. Xiao Yang and I each lifted Old Chen up and helped him into the room. This guy was drunk; everything he did was exhausting. I plopped down on the sofa as soon as I got out, did a little work, and then, with my blood rushing to my head, I collapsed and fell asleep.

I didn't actually sleep, just felt incredibly tired and didn't want to move. In my drowsy state, I heard someone calling me. I opened my eyes slightly and saw it was Xiao Yang. She had just put Old Chen down and was going to let me go home by myself, but seeing me collapsed on the sofa, she came over to check on me.

"Uncle Qian, are you alright? Can you go home by yourself?"

"I'm fine. I'm just going back to the old house for the night. I... um..."

Before I could finish speaking, I drifted off again. After a while, I felt someone take my hand and pull me along. In my dazed state, I knew it was Old Chen's daughter-in-law. I tried my best to get up, and she put my hand on my shoulder, letting me lean on her for support, and helped me walk outside.

I could actually walk, but I couldn't walk in a straight line anymore. The alcohol was churning in my brain, and I could only lean my body against Xiao Yang as much as possible. This was the first time I had been so close to Xiao Yang. My hand hung down on my right shoulder, and my head was tilted next to hers. I could smell the faint scent of shampoo in her hair.

I don't know if it was because we were wearing less clothing in the summer, or because I had been drinking, but even through her thin clothes, I could feel how warm her shoulder was. She opened the door and tried to pull me outside. I cooperated and walked over. After we came out, she closed the door behind her, because I lived upstairs, so she couldn't leave the door open all the time.

"Uncle Qian? Uncle Qian? Are you alright? I'll take you upstairs now, be careful not to fall."

"Ugh... I'm fine... I, I can still drink... I'm fine..."

It was a bit cooler in the stairwell outside, and I sobered up a little, but I still pretended to be sober. Xiao Yang didn't suspect anything, and with her right arm around mine, she started leading me upstairs. My right hand was right in front of her chest; it had just been hanging down, but when she pulled my hand, it was pressed against her right breast. It was soft and warm. Of course, she was wearing a bra, so it wasn't direct contact with her breast, but the feeling was still very good.

She seemed to have drunk a little and didn't react much. I guess she was just trying to get me home and didn't think much of it. I was happy to enjoy it. Of course, as I was going upstairs, I casually adjusted my hand, placing the center of my palm directly in front of the center of her breast. This way, my fingers could relax and I could enjoy the feeling of holding her entire breast. Xiao Yang's breasts weren't small; I couldn't even fully grasp them with one hand. Xiao Chen was really lucky, I thought to myself.

Climbing stairs after drinking is always tiring. Xiao Yang struggled to carry me upstairs, and there was bound to be physical contact. We weren't wearing much clothing, and we'd both drunk quite a bit, so my body felt hot, and she felt hot too. Finally, we reached my room door, and Xiao Yang said, "Uncle Qian, we're here. Can you open the door and go home yourself?"

Of course, I didn't want to sober up so easily; wouldn't that make Old Chen's daughter-in-law suspicious?

I mumbled a few words, not taking my keys. Xiao Yang started searching my body with one hand, her small hand hovering around my waist. Nothing. She checked my right pocket; only my phone. So, Xiao Yang's left hand reached into my left pocket. Because she was still carrying me, her hand could only reach there with difficulty. I was still groggy when I suddenly felt something pinch my erect penis.

I jolted awake and saw that it was Xiao Yang who had instinctively reached over and touched my crotch. Her hand was blocked by my erection, and she didn't notice, thinking it was something, so she instinctively grabbed and squeezed it. She had grabbed a hard, iron-like pillar…

“Huh? What’s this?”

Xiao Yang said instinctively, probably because she was drunk and hadn’t realized what was happening. Her hand, still gripping my pants, continued to grope downwards. My penis, already stimulated earlier and particularly aroused, was now very erect, about sixteen or seventeen centimeters long. Xiao Yang groped downwards for a while before finally reaching my pubic bone. That’s when she finally realized what was happening.

I quickly closed my eyes, pretending nothing was wrong, but I left a slit in them. I saw Xiao Yang look up at me, and when she realized I wasn’t sober, her face flushed and she lowered her head. Her hand skipped over my crotch and finally found the key in my left pocket. After trying a couple of times, she opened my front door. As she helped me inside, I pretended to stumble and bumped into the security door, slamming it shut.

She helped me to the room and bent down to lay me on the bed. I instinctively pulled her down, causing her to lose her balance and fall on top of me.

I didn't mean anything by it; it was just a subconscious act. Xiao Yang probably weighs a hundred pounds, and the weight on top of me made me groan with my eyes closed. She jumped up nervously, checked on me, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she saw I was alright.

Then she got up to leave; it was late, and she had to go back to her apartment downstairs after bringing me home. I'd had too much to drink, and the way she'd touched me earlier had stirred up my inappropriate thoughts.

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