[My Sister-in-Law Slept in My Bed][Author: Unknown] - Incest Novel

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[My Sister-in-Law Came to My Bed][The End] Author: Unknown Word Count: 12867 That day, my cousin and his wife came to visit again. The four of us often get together, and we always end up getting completely drunk, which is something we're used to. This time was no exception. My wife was completely drunk again. I helplessly carried her to the bed and continued drinking with my cousin and his wife, making silly, harmless jokes. Just as we were getting into the conversation, my cousin's wife said to me, "Brother, you two keep talking. I'm so sleepy, I'm going to bed." After saying that, she patted my cousin's head and walked towards the small bedroom. (Because my wife and I aren't in a hurry to have children, we usually only live in our four-bedroom, two-living-room house. When guests come over for a gathering on the weekend, they usually stay overnight if they're not busy the next day. So, it's natural for my cousin and his wife to stay overnight whenever they come to our house.) My cousin and I got happier and happier as we drank, and finally, we were both quite drunk, so we went to our respective rooms. I woke up in the middle of the night feeling a sudden weight on my body. Dizzy and disoriented, I felt someone climbing on top of me. Thinking it was my wife waking up, I instinctively reached out and hugged her. But then I touched her, and something felt off. My wife's back wasn't this smooth, and her breasts weren't this big. Could it be that I drank too much and this man nearing 40 was having a wet dream? I touched her body again. Hmm, it didn't seem like a dream. I quickly pulled my hand back and reached for the lamp switch, thinking, "Oh no, did I drink too much and go into the wrong room?" Impossible! I clearly remember covering my wife with the blanket before lying down! "Big brother—" "Xiao—Xiaomin? You—you—I—how—how—I'm sorry, Xiaomin, I've had too much to drink, I must have gone to the wrong room, I'll go back to the other room right now, don't—" I was a little incoherent, not knowing what to say, and hurriedly scrambled to my feet, "Big brother, don't move, Dongzi and sister-in-law are gone, it's just you and me in the room." "Gone? In the middle of the night, where did they all go?" I asked, grabbing the pillowcase to cover my lower body helplessly. I didn't dare to look up at my sister-in-law. "Brother, it's almost noon now. Sister-in-law took Dongzi to see Lawyer Zhang to discuss getting Dongzi a job." She then took away my 'poor fig leaf.' "Brother, you know what? Every time I stay at your house, when I hear Sister-in-law's enviable moans, I so wish I were the one moaning! Brother, just give me one chance. You don't know, your good-for-nothing brother hasn't been able to let me be a real woman since the car accident." Hearing my sister-in-law's words, I stared blankly at her, completely naked. She truly was a woman from Jiangnan. Her body was like a piece of pure white jade, radiating a warm glow in the dim light. Her breasts were especially alluring, the pink nipples vibrant and lustrous, like two pearls inlaid on natural white jade, perfectly formed. Below her flat stomach, a glistening patch of pubic hair clung tightly to my 'little brother.' My eyes and my damned, disobedient hands involuntarily wandered to my sister-in-law's beautiful breasts. She murmured a soft moan, pulling my head to her chest and offering her two small, luscious nipples to my mouth. She rubbed her lower body against my penis, pleading, "Please, brother, just once, just once is enough! Give it to me! --Mmm --Mmm --" A man is a man, after all; how could I resist such temptation? Thinking it over, I decided to just do it this once, to pay off my cousin's debt. With that thought, I got up, placed my sister-in-law beneath me, and with one hand holding her, reached for her long-awaited breasts.My sister-in-law's vagina was already overflowing with fluid. Her two beautiful, snake-like legs were tightly wrapped around my waist, and her two fragrant arms were tightly wrapped around my neck. She cried out, "Good brother, good brother, I can't take it anymore, give it to me quickly, oh == oh — quick — so comfortable — oh — brother, brother — oh — eat me quickly — melt me under your body — oh ==== um —" I pulled hard, and with each push and pull, my sister-in-law twisted and moaned happily beneath me, like a colorful little fish that had been released into the wild and gained freedom, and even shed crystal-like tears. "Brother, you're so amazing, so amazing—oh—oh—!" Seeing my sister-in-law's tearful face, I felt a pang of heartache, so I thrust even harder. "Baby,—baby—brother will give you, all of it, ah?" After a fierce lovemaking session, my sister-in-law kissed my 'little brother' with satisfaction. "Big brother, take it from me, are you comfortable? To be honest, if you don't give it to me today, I'll sleep with another man sooner or later. Maybe you'll look down on me, but I'm still a woman, I'm only 30 years old, ah! Dongzi's legs have been weak ever since his car accident. When we do that, his legs are weak, and he can't last more than two minutes before collapsing on top of me like a deflated balloon." "Big brother, I'm really not a bad woman. Whenever Dongzi and the child are asleep, I masturbate to satisfy myself. For a married woman, masturbation alone is like feeding a carnivorous wolf cabbage." Hearing my sister-in-law's words, I couldn't help but think of an old saying: "A woman at thirty is like a wolf, at forty like a tiger." I felt a little sorry for my sister-in-law, but the guilt I felt when I saw my wife and cousin was suffocating me. Especially seeing my cousin's childlike face, I even had thoughts of cutting off my own penis. I secretly vowed never to touch my sister-in-law again. But things often don't go as planned for a mortal like me. Today was another weekend, and my sister-in-law came to my house as soon as she got off work. Her eyes were burning with desire, making me not even have the courage to look up. I pretended to be calm and asked her, "Xiaomin, why didn't Dongzi come with you?" "Well, I sent Dongzi to my mom's to take the kids to school. He'll be here soon. Is your wife coming back soon?" My sister-in-law said as she walked up to me, staring at me seductively. I quickly stood up and said, "Your wife is working overtime today and will be back late. I'm going downstairs to get some beer. You sit for a while." After saying that, I rushed out without daring to look back. My sister-in-law hugged me from behind, her hands slipping inside my shirt, her small, cool hands gently tracing patterns on my chest. "Big brother, you know what? I haven't stopped thinking about you since that day. Please don't avoid me, okay?" I felt my unruly erection stirring, so I quickly turned around, grabbed her arm, and pulled her hands out of my shirt. "Xiaomin, I'm sorry about that day. I didn't mean to. I—we really can't do that again, otherwise we'll both be sinners!" I didn't even know what kind of expression I had. Suddenly, my sister-in-law burst into laughter, saying, "Big brother, you're so funny! You're killing me! Go buy some alcohol, I'm not teasing you anymore." Looking at her, I felt a nameless anger rising within me. I turned to leave, but my sister-in-law grabbed my arm tightly, like a spoiled child. "I'm hungry! I want meat! I just want meat!" "Xiaomin, stop it, be good. Your sister-in-law will be here soon, and she'll stew pig's trotters for you, okay?" I was amused and exasperated, afraid of making a mistake again. "No, I want to eat your meat! I want your meat that keeps getting bigger and smaller!" "Okay, you'll get to eat it sometime, okay? Be good." I was almost unable to resist my sister-in-law's teasing. Just then, the phone rang. Thank goodness, my wife had bought too much stuff and couldn't carry it upstairs herself, otherwise I think I would have been in big trouble. This afternoon, my sister-in-law used the excuse of running errands in Wangfujing to say she was passing by. She came to my office. As soon as she entered, she slammed the door shut and asked if I missed her. I told her I'd been remorseful about what happened that day, feeling guilty towards my wife and cousin. My sister-in-law looked at me strangely, which sent a chill down my spine. She asked if I hadn't enjoyed it with her. I told her I couldn't remember if I felt good or not; all that remained was guilt. She said, "Brother, do you really have no feelings for me? Have you really never been with another woman besides your wife?" As she spoke, she went behind my desk and stared intently at me. "Xiaomin, if you weren't Dongzi's wife, perhaps I would have had a relationship with you without any reservations. We're both adults; you should understand that." "Brother, are you afraid your family will find out and you'll be too ashamed to face them? As long as I don't tell anyone and you don't tell anyone, who will know? You wouldn't want me to sleep with another man, would you?" "Xiaomin, what's wrong with you? You seem like a completely different person all of a sudden. Where did your former politeness and gentleness go?" I looked at my sister-in-law with some displeasure, thinking, what a terrible woman. I truly regret my past actions. "Brother, I just wanted your body to warm my thirsty soul; I didn't mean anything else." My sister-in-law said, then walked to the sofa opposite me and sat down, sobbing softly. Her crying made me feel a mix of emotions, a bitter taste in my mouth. I regretted my earlier harshness; I shouldn't have spoken to her like that, after all, we had been intimate. So I sat down next to my sister-in-law. "Xiaomin, don't cry. That's not what I meant. Please stop crying, okay? People will think I, your brother-in-law, am bullying you, my sister-in-law." "You are bullying me! You slept with me, and now you're turning your back on me. What else is that but bullying?" My sister-in-law said, leaning into my arms. I smelled a faint, delicate fragrance emanating from her. Only then did I notice that she looked really good today, in a black fitted suit, her hair piled high, reminiscent of Kelly Brook from The Italian Job. My sister-in-law slipped her slender hand inside my collar. Her hand was so cold! It made my right nipple spring up like a spring. Who said men don't feel their chests? That's nonsense. My nipple was already arousing my penis. Afraid I wouldn't be able to control myself, I quickly said, "Xiaomin, let me make you a cup of tea. It's fresh autumn tea from this year, it tastes really good." As I said this, I prepared to get up, but my sister-in-law's right hand had already pulled my shirt out of my pants and was gripping my back tightly. I shuddered again. "Xiaomin, why are your hands so cold? Let me make you a cup of tea to warm them up, okay?" Actually, I knew that whatever I said was futile, because I was also about to lose control. "Xiaomin, be careful that my colleagues don't see us, it would be even worse. Be good, okay?" "Brother, it's noon now, most of your colleagues have gone to lunch, and besides, no one will just walk into your office. Are you afraid of being seen by others or your cute little secretary?" "Xiaomin, what nonsense are you talking about? Did you drag Xiao Song into this?" I didn't understand myself either. Why am I so incoherent and stammering whenever I see my sister-in-law? "Brother, when I came in, I saw your little secretary looking extremely jealous. She even asked me who I was and what I wanted. I told her I'm your lover. Of course, I wanted to talk about our relationship!" My sister-in-law hugged me even tighter, looking smug. I looked at her, half-believing, half-doubting, unsure what to say for a long time. "Xiaomin, you're joking with your brother, right? How could you say something like that to someone like that? Hehe." I chuckled dryly, the urge to act impulsively vanishing. "Oh, darling, I was just teasing you. Your sister-in-law isn't mentally ill. I told her I came to consult about a case. Look at you, changing your expression so quickly. Ah, your sister-in-law is so lucky." Hearing my sister-in-law's words, I felt that as a man, I should offer some comfort to the vulnerable. I didn't care whether she was my sister-in-law or not, and hugged her. But this hug was the first thing I noticed—her two large, round breasts pressed against me...it felt like she wasn't wearing a bra! Was she planning this all along? I pretended to scratch my neck, but actually I wanted to take the opportunity to touch her chest to see if she really wasn't wearing a bra. My sister-in-law, being a married woman, saw through my little trick. "Brother, I dressed up especially for you today. I know you like Kelly Brook, and I know you don't like women wearing bras." As she spoke, she put my hand inside her clothes. "Brother, warm my lovely big hands with your little breasts." "How do you know all this? Who told you?" I was quite surprised by Xiaomin's words. The former didn't matter, but I had only told my wife about the latter. "My sister-in-law told me. Once when we were shopping together, she specifically picked out very thin bras. I think women wear bras to make themselves look better."Does it bring out a woman's unique beauty? My sister-in-law bought those kinds of bras for no reason at all, so I asked her why she bought the kind with support. She told me that the ones without support were for me, and I remembered that. Today, since I'm here to see you, I won't wear one. "Oh, hehe, is that so?" I was touched by what my wife had done for me, and also by my sister-in-law's thoughtfulness. Two lovely women, I—I didn't know what to do. "What are you thinking? Why can't you look at me properly? Your eyes are always avoiding mine! Why can't we have each other to the fullest this once? Look, your 'steamed bun' is waiting for you to eat!" With that, my sister-in-law unbuttoned all her clothes, revealing her breasts, large and round like steamed buns, with two pearl-like nipples trembling slightly. I couldn't take it anymore. I quickly stood up and locked the office door securely, then checked that the blinds were properly closed. Turning back, I saw that my sister-in-law had already straightened her top. Huh? What does this mean? Are you teasing me? I looked at my sister-in-law somewhat awkwardly. "Everything's ready, let's start over, darling," my sister-in-law said seductively, letting down her high-piled hair. I pounced on her, yelling, "Little thing, see how I deal with you!" I ripped off my sister-in-law's shirt and pinned her against the wall behind my desk, sucking hard on her two pink nipples. I deftly unbuttoned her black trousers. Hmm? Why is there another layer? Looking down, I saw she was wearing black pantyhose underneath. I rubbed her firm, elastic buttocks through the pantyhose. My sister-in-law's breathing grew heavier. I thought, oh no, what if she screams? I casually stuffed my sister-in-law's discarded blouse into her mouth, saying, "Sweetie, it won't be good if you make a sound." My sister-in-law wiggled her hips with enjoyment, moaning softly. Just as I was struggling to swallow the troublesome stocking down to her knees, my phone rang. I picked it up and saw it was my wife calling. I quickly made a shushing gesture to my sister-in-law before answering. My wife asked me unhurriedly, "In a hurry? Old man, why did it take you so long to answer the phone?" "No, no, I went to the bathroom and rushed over when I heard the phone ring." Perhaps feeling guilty, I waited for my wife's questioning like a child awaiting punishment. "How old are you? Still so clueless? I'm at home now, my flight's this afternoon, going to Yunnan on a business trip, it'll be at least a week. Take good care of yourself, if you're too lazy to cook, just come back to Mom's, okay? I miss you, baby." "Wife, why didn't you tell me you were going on a business trip? I'm all alone again? Who's going to take care of me?" "Okay, okay, I'm not talking about it anymore, the driver's waiting downstairs. I've parked our car in garage number 4, I'll call you when I get there." Hearing that his wife was going on a business trip, he felt a little secretly pleased. He hung up the phone, looked back at his sister-in-law's picture on the wall, her clothes disheveled, and couldn't help but laugh. He walked over, squatted down, and kissed her deeply on the genitals. He raised his hands and gently kneaded her soft, round breasts. My sister-in-law was being licked by me, and she was grabbing my hair and pulling it up, shaking her head like a rattle-drum, her whole body trembling. She seemed unable to take it anymore. I stopped, lifted her pants, and pulled out the shirt that was stuffed in her mouth. "Baby, that's enough for today." I pretended to be calm and sat back on the sofa without turning my head. My sister-in-law, as if stimulated, pounced on me on the sofa. "You're ruthless, I'll suck you dry," she said, starting to unbuckle my belt. "Stop, that's the feeling I wanted. I have a meeting later, go home and wait for me. I'll be back after the meeting, your sister-in-law is away on a business trip again." After saying that, I handed my sister-in-law the house key and kissed her breasts. "Oh, okay, see you later." As she left, my sister-in-law pinched my penis hard. The moment she walked out the door, I regretted giving her the house key. How could I have had such a thought? How could I let my sister-in-law wait for me in my house, in the little home my wife and I had carefully built? What's wrong with me? This is a huge taboo! Am I fucking inhuman? The more I thought about it, the more frustrated I became. I took the last drag of my cigarette and resolved to have a serious talk with my sister-in-law when I saw her that night. I absolutely couldn't have any more physical contact with her! If this continued, I would become dependent on her—to put it bluntly, I would become dependent on her body. This afternoon's meeting was about a very important case, scheduled for trial this Friday, but I couldn't concentrate at all. My assistant reminded me several times, but couldn't pull me back to reality from my dazed thoughts. One moment I was thinking about how alluring my sister-in-law's body was, and the next I was fantasizing about my wife and all my family members mocking and insulting me. My conscience was under extreme pressure. God, if this continues, I'm going to go crazy! As soon as I left the company, my secretary, Xiao Song, mysteriously caught up with me. "You didn't drive today, did you? Shall I give you a ride home?" "Oh, Xiao Song, haha, no need, I'll take the subway home, no trouble at all." I politely declined, thinking to myself, "Am I having a run of good luck with women lately? Why are all these beauties, young and old, throwing themselves at me?" Hmph, no matter how tempting, I can't go after someone so close to me, it's too much trouble! It's like playing with fire, and I might even ruin my reputation. Why bother? Forget about apologizing to Zhang San, Zhao Si, or Wang Ermazi, the one I'd feel most sorry for is myself! Right, I won't go home tonight. I'll let my sister-in-law stay home for a while, let her cool off for a bit, she shouldn't bother me anymore. While I can still let go... Before I knew it, I had arrived at the art museum. Standing in the vast sea of people, watching the hurried pedestrians weaving through the traffic, I couldn't help but feel a pang of self-pity. I didn't know if this was a case of realizing my mistake, pulling back from the brink, or just selfishness? Standing among the pedestrians, I had no idea where to go. I felt homeless, lonely, sad, and a little desolate. Where should I go? Go back to my mom's? Go drink with my buddies? Wander around by myself? Forget it, I'll just wander around by myself. I walked absentmindedly along the way, not even feeling hungry. "Black Horse? Black Horse Prince? --" "Hmm? Who's calling me? That's weird." I habitually turned around and saw a woman in her thirties sticking her head out of the car window and waving enthusiastically at me. "Old classmate, it really is you? What, don't you recognize me? It's me! Yu Jiajia!" I stared at the clean face in the car, my mind racing. "Haha, Gabadou, it's been so many years!" I walked eagerly toward the silver Audi behind me. "Come on, get in the car, we'll talk once we're in." I was about to refuse when the driver in the back impatiently yelled, "Hey. Hey buddy, hurry up!" I quickly opened the back door and plopped down. Sitting in my old classmate's car, we chatted casually about what we'd been up to. During our conversation, I learned that Gabengdou was still living the happy life of a bachelor, running a cultural and creative company, and living a pretty good life. "I still prefer to call you Black Horse; you were one of the most handsome guys in our class back in college," Gabengdou teased me with a smile. "Hehe, what do you want to eat? Hurry up and order, the waiter is waiting for you." Due to traffic, we arrived at the Kiev Restaurant on Yuyuantan South Road almost an hour later. "Gabengdou," I joked. "How about some craft beer?" "I'm fine with it, but how can you drive after drinking?" I smiled and looked at my still petite old classmate. "Haha, don't worry about the car, someone will take care of it. So, are you going to drink or not?" "I'll drink, who's afraid of who? It's been almost ten years since we last met, haha." Seeing my old classmate made me feel much better, as if I had returned to that innocent era. "I remember back in school, you were a staunch believer in remaining single. A lot of guys who pursued you were scared away by your declaration that you'd never get married, haha." "Yeah, so many years have passed. Thinking back to school days really brings back fond memories. Do you still keep in touch with Xuemei?" "No, everyone's busy making money and taking care of their families now. I only see my older brother and his friends often. He owns a real estate company, and business is booming." "Really? I'll have to find that guy and see if I can get some of his real estate ads." "You're such a businessman, always talking about your old profession. Haha, I'll call him now and see if he's free today, so we can get together." As I was talking, I took out my phone and called my boss. His line was buzzing with noise; he said the company had just finished a project and a bunch of people were celebrating, so they'd be late. We'd almost finished eating, and Gabengdou and I were both a little tipsy. Gabengdou insisted on paying for the meal, cheerfully saying I could treat him to the second half of the celebration. I laughed and said, "The second half won't be my turn, haha, the boss's got the job!" When we left the restaurant, we found a young man in his early twenties already waiting for us in Gabengdou's car. "This is our driver, Xiao Zhang," I said, glancing at the young man. I thought to myself, "Looks like I'm doing really badly among these classmates."After politely greeting the driver, Xiao Zhang, the car headed towards the place our boss had mentioned. It was a vacant villa he'd bought a few years ago in Qinghe, a place where a few of us often went for a few drinks and a game of mahjong. When we arrived at the villa, we saw seven or eight cars already parked at the entrance. Inside, we found a whole bunch of old classmates, except for our boss himself. Everyone acted as if they were at home. Ga Beng Dou, in her excitement, called over all the female classmates she kept in touch with. Perhaps people are just generally stressed these days, because eventually, there were over 30 people, one after another. The villa was large, but with so many people, it didn't seem so big. Everyone chatted excitedly about the past and the present, some even getting all lovey-dovey with the alcohol. The full spectrum of human nature was on display in this small gathering. Finally, our boss returned, followed by six or seven real estate agents and seven or eight burly men. As he walked, he called out to the burly men behind him, "Brothers, you've worked hard! Hurry up and move all the food and drinks in the truck. We'll have a day off tomorrow." He turned around and laughed heartily, like a victorious general returning home. He said to everyone, "My dear old classmates, welcome back to our happy camp! Those with wives or husbands, call them over! Of course, even your lovers are fine. If you have nothing, find the girls behind me! Haha, drink as much as you want! Plenty of alcohol and meat! We won't leave until we're drunk! Hahahaha!" It seemed he'd already had quite a bit to drink. Everyone laughed and drank large glasses of what they couldn't even tell what kind of alcohol it was—white, red, yellow, Chinese, foreign, and Western. I don't know what time it was, but I scrambled to my feet, feeling dizzy, and looking at the slumped people, I had a strange feeling of a scene of debauchery. Right, where's the phone? Suddenly I remembered I hadn't called. I searched for ages but couldn't find it. I thought, oh well, whatever, let them go wherever they want. I glanced at my watch—it was almost 3 a.m. Tomorrow wasn't even the weekend! Were they all bosses, not having to work every day? After a quick greeting to the driver, the car headed towards the place our boss had mentioned. It was a villa he'd bought in Qinghe a few years ago, usually vacant. A few of us who met up occasionally would go over for a few drinks or a game of mahjong. When we arrived at the villa, we saw seven large and two small cars already parked outside. We were overjoyed to see all our old classmates. Only our boss, the owner, hadn't arrived yet, but that didn't dampen our spirits. Everyone was happy and relaxed, as if they were at home. They were even more relaxed than if they were at home. In his excitement, Gabengdou notified all the female classmates he could contact. Unexpectedly, more than 30 classmates showed up, a testament to the power of popular support. They drank, laughed, and chatted, eventually splitting into several groups. Finally, the leader returned, followed by six or seven saleswomen and four or five burly men. They turned to their group and greeted them, "Brothers, you've worked hard! Quickly unload the food and drinks from the car. You're all off tomorrow, haha. My dear old classmates, enjoy yourselves! Call your spouses if you have them, or your lovers if you don't, haha, plenty of alcohol! We won't leave until we're drunk, hahahahaha!" They seemed to have drunk quite a bit. Then, they pushed one of the tall saleswomen towards me, saying, "Take good care of our 'flower girl,' she's the best talent in our sales office!" Everyone was laughing and chuckled, downing glass after glass of liquor—yellow, white, red, Chinese, foreign, Western—they were all making jokes, some crude and some not. Maybe people are under too much pressure these days, and we were all old classmates, some of whom hadn't seen each other in ages, but when we joked around, it was like we saw each other every day. Everyone was pretty drunk; some were singing, some were dancing, and some were even doing "little things" under the influence of alcohol. It was a real display of human nature, all sorts of things happening, and maybe I was one of them. Feeling dizzy, I crawled from the floor to the sofa, calmed myself down, and finally made it to the bathroom, where I vomited a lot, which made me feel much better. After vomiting, I was mostly sober, but then I remembered I didn't have my phone. I looked for it for ages but couldn't find it. I thought, whatever, I'll just go wherever I want. I glanced at my watch; it was almost 3 a.m. These guys aren't even on the weekend yet. Are they all bosses who don't have to work every day? Haha, us drunkards, huh? "Black Horse, are you disappointed not to see Xue Mei? Haha," He Fangfang said, walking towards me, slightly drunk. "Haha, it's because you were busy chatting with Monkey and ignored me that I'm disappointed." "You silly girl, who ignored you? I was just worried the boss would bother you by sending you a chick, hehehehehe." She exhaled a puff of smoke at me. "What chick? She's long gone. I've got my eye on you, old lady. Give me a smoke too." I reached out and took the women's cigar from He Fangfang. "Really? Then come with me." "Seriously? If I go with you, won't your monkey break my legs?" "What do you mean 'my monkey' or 'your monkey'? That's all from our school days. Look at that monkey, busy getting intimate with that saleswoman named Lele!" I turned my head and saw it was true. This kid was too damn bold. In full view of everyone, he had already put his hand under the girl's skirt! I heard someone jeer, "Monkey, take your girl and go. Look at you, so impatient!" "Sigh, I haven't met a girl I like for years since my divorce. How can I not be impatient? You guys are all acting like fathers and mothers." As he spoke, Monkey had already properly lit a cigarette and started smoking. "Haha, dating is fine, but taking advantage of someone is absolutely not allowed!" The boss shouted a couple of times at Monkey in a fake manner. He raised his hand and a capable young man came over. I don't know what he said, but the young man walked up to Monkey, whispered a few words, and went out. When I thought of Monkey again, he and that girl were gone. I thought to myself, "The boss is the boss. He sees right through all nine of us in the dorm." "Black Horse, I have to go back. I have some things to do tomorrow. It's too late today." Glutton suddenly appeared out of nowhere. "Oh, okay. Be careful on the road. Has the driver been drinking?" "No, he's sleeping in the car. The boss told him to go upstairs to sleep, but the kid is too shy." "That's good. Go back now. Keep in touch." "Mingzi, are you going back today? It's almost dawn." The boss walked over, his face flushed, and casually pulled up a chair to sit down. "I haven't thought about it yet. Are most people gone?" "Did you have a fight with your wife? Most people are gone. What's wrong with you? You seem distracted." "Sigh, I've gotten myself into trouble!" "What happened? Tell me, I'll help you sort it out." "Looking at the serious look on my older brother's face, I remembered how he had taken care of me since I was in college, treating me like a younger brother. He was the oldest in our dorm, two years ahead of the rest of us, so we all called him 'Big Brother.' More than ten years have passed in the blink of an eye, and our friendship has only grown stronger. 'I did something I shouldn't have done,' I said quietly, asking him for a cigarette. 'Aren't you going to quit smoking? What did you do? Damn it, why are you acting like a woman today?!' 'I can't say it, I—' 'Damn, are you alright? What happened?' 'I slept with Dongzi's wife.' I took a deep drag of my cigarette, mustered my courage, and blurted it out. Unexpectedly, my older brother burst into laughter. 'You little brat, you're something else! You even dared to sleep with your brother's wife? I didn't see that coming. Hahahaha!' 'Big Brother, I wasn't drunk. I really regret it,'" "Don't say you were drunk, that's just an excuse. Tell me, what do you mean? If you want to be infamous forever, I can help you!" The boss seemed very unhappy about my toothache-related behavior. "Boss, am I that kind of person? She initiated it, of course I was also at fault, I really don't know what to do," I said, scratching my head in frustration. "It's already happened, what's the use of regretting it? I can't help you with this." With that, the boss stormed off. Watching his retreating figure, I felt terrible. I staggered to my feet and rushed to the bathroom to vomit. My stomach was empty, but I still felt nauseous. It's truly a pain only the one experiencing it understands. "Black Horse, you're here? You left your phone in my car. It rang as soon as we got on the highway, so I rushed to bring it back." Crab Bean, panting, handed me the phone. Looking at the number, there were over 90 missed calls. The last one was from 10 minutes ago—my home phone number. Good heavens, he's still waiting for me at my house! What does this woman want? "Gab-Dou, could you give me a ride home?" "No problem, let's go." I got into Gab-Dou's car and fell asleep almost immediately. "Wake up, get out of the car." Gab-Dou shook me vigorously. I got out of the car and looked around. Why does this place feel so unfamiliar? Is this my home?"Are we at my house?" I turned to look at Gabengdou. "Arrived my ass! You fell asleep as soon as you got on the bus, without even telling me where you live. I brought you to my house, so you can make do here for the night." With that, he walked ahead nonchalantly, and I had no choice but to follow Gabengdou. I went into Gabengdou's house, and he tossed me a blanket, saying, "Go sleep in the little room. If you're free today, sleep in until you naturally wake up, haha. There's no one else here, so don't be shy. I'm not sleeping anymore; I'm going to take a shower and get ready for work." "I'm not sleeping either. Do you have anything to eat? I'm a little hungry." "The food's all in the fridge. Make something yourself. I'm going to take a shower first; I smell like smoke." I fried four eggs, heated two cans of milk, and toasted some bread, then started eating. A little while later, Gabengdou came out of the shower, smiling at me. "Wow, you can even make breakfast! Haha." "What can I make? Just fried an egg, but you really have everything!" Eating made my stomach feel much better, and I didn't feel uncomfortable anymore. "Yeah, it feels so nice to have someone make breakfast for me!" Gabengdou said, starting to eat. Watching Gabengdou eat, she was just as adorable as she was in school. As I watched, I noticed she didn't have a single wrinkle on her face. Aside from being even more charming than in school, she hadn't changed at all. This was the first time since yesterday that I'd looked so closely at this woman who still clung to the belief in singlehood. "Hey, what are you looking at? Never seen a beautiful woman before? Hehe." "Yeah, I didn't realize you were so beautiful!" I exclaimed sincerely. "Really?" Gabengdou said, holding a milk in one hand and the hem of her pajamas in the other, she twirled around like a happy little bird. "Let me show you, am I really beautiful? Hehehehehe!" Because she spun so fast, milk spilled all over her, and her not-so-transparent pajamas suddenly became transparent. "What's that pajamas made of?" "Ugh, you're taking advantage and then acting innocent." Gabengdou said, turning away embarrassedly. "Hehe, I chuckled foolishly." Curious about what the view was like under her pajamas, I said, "You should turn around. Who talks to someone with their back turned?" "Turn around so you can see? Dream on." She turned around. "If you want, I wouldn't mind looking, hehe." I walked up to Gabengdou and looked at her closely. "I smell a really nice scent on you." I leered at her breasts, which rose and fell with her breath. "What do you smell? You pervert." "Guess?" Seeing that Gabengdou wasn't angry, I boldly wrapped my arms around her full waist. "Am I letting a wolf into the house?" Gabengdou reached out and put her arms around my neck. "Yeah, let's see if you dare bring strangers home again. Haha." I laughed and picked up Gabengdou, placing her on the dining table. "You're really beautiful." Lifting Gabengdou's pajamas, her body was completely revealed before my eyes. I gently stroked down Gabengdou's neck, kissing her body. Her body was like a rose waiting for rain, slowly blooming with my caresses. Gabengdou's most beautiful feature was undoubtedly her pair of incredibly sexy breasts, full and firm, round and elastic, with the lingering scent of milk, warmly exuding a woman's unique charm. My tongue lingered on her breasts, reluctant to leave. My right hand slowly caressed her private parts through Gabengdou's thin, almost transparent silk panties. I could feel clear spring water slowly flowing out like a spring, but I wasn't in a hurry to end this wonderful prelude. "Oh—my dear Black Horse, would you like some dessert? Oh—" Crabbean groaned as she smeared a bag of cream from the table all the way down her neck to her underwear. I carefully licked every inch of the cream; it was cool and refreshing with a faint minty flavor. I thought to myself, this woman really knows how to have fun; this is the first time I've ever done this. "Oh—mmm—oh—oh—darling, eat slowly, oh—oh—eat even slower—" Crabbean's groans rose higher and higher, her body twisting and trembling, her two soft little hands scratching my back. I was so aroused by her moans that I couldn't contain myself any longer. I ripped off her panties and inserted my index, middle, and ring fingers into her vagina. She grabbed my waist like a madwoman, screaming, "Oh—oh—darling—darling—I want you, I want—oh—" as she gripped my already erect penis and pulled it towards her vagina. "Does it feel good, baby?" I asked, my right hand rubbing her vagina vigorously while I put my penis in her mouth. "It feels so fucking good, baby. Let me serve you well today, ah—baby—" I felt so good being sucked by her that I couldn't help but moan along with her. Just as my "little brother" was comfortably bathing in Ga Beng Dou's mouth, Ga Beng Dou suddenly stopped. "Darling—oh—I want—I really can't take it anymore—oh—" she said, wrapping her legs around my waist. We went from the dining table to the sofa, then from the sofa to the floor, until we were both exhausted. We lay half-reclined on her warm sofa, greedily caressing each other's private parts. I have to admit, Ga Beng Dou is indeed a master in this area; she's the most skilled woman I've ever met, hahaha. When I left Ga Beng Dou's house, the sun was already high in the sky. I looked at the bright sun overhead, feeling somewhat lost. I didn't know how to face my sister-in-law, and I couldn't believe she had spent the whole night at my house. Oh well, whatever. I didn't want to go to work, but I didn't know if my sister-in-law was still home. If she wasn't, I couldn't get in; if she was, how could I face her? With a heavy heart, I dialed my sister-in-law's number. She coldly told me to come to her company to pick up my house key. I checked my watch, arranged to meet her at a Master Kong beef noodle shop near her company at noon, and then hailed a taxi to her workplace. The drive was smooth, and I arrived at the Master Kong beef noodle shop downstairs from her company in no time. I listlessly ordered myself a plum juice, waiting for my sister-in-law with a mixture of anticipation and guilt. "Brother, have you been waiting long? I'm sorry, a client came in unexpectedly, which took a while," my sister-in-law, Xiaomin, said, sitting across from me with dark circles under her eyes and a tired look. "No, I just got here too. Want something to eat?" I felt a pang of sympathy for my sister-in-law, Xiaomin. "Oh, no, I have to treat a client to lunch. Maybe another day." With that, she put my house key on the table and left without looking back. Watching her departing figure, a strange sense of loss washed over me like a bucket of ice-cold water. Back home, I wanted to take a shower and get some sleep, but before I could even fall asleep, my brother called. "Mingzi, what's up? Still drunk?" he yelled. "Where are you? I'm coming to pick you up. There's a really important gathering tonight." "Oh, I'm at home. What gathering? I drank too much yesterday, I don't want to go." I said weakly. "Just wait at home, I'll be right there." He hung up before I could say anything. I got dressed irritably, made myself a cup of tea, and sat on the sofa, idly scrolling through my phone's call log. The doorbell rang. I answered and saw it was my sister-in-law. Hmm? Why is it her? "Xiaomin, come on up." I hung up the intercom, opened the door, and sat back down on the sofa. "Brother, you don't look too well." "Yeah, I drank too much last night, a bunch of old classmates had a get-together." My sister-in-law said, sitting down next to me. "Brother, you didn't come back yesterday on purpose, did you?" I was hit by my sister-in-law's words and looked at her tired face with some embarrassment. "Hehe, no, no, I just, hehehe, you're overthinking it." "Brother, I thought about it all night and felt that this wasn't good. But, I—I really like—I really like your body!" I was touched by my sister-in-law's frankness and straightforwardness. "I have to go out in a bit, there's an important gathering tonight. By the way, why did you leave work so early?" "Well, I had dinner with a client and came here to see you. There wasn't much going on at the company this afternoon." "Mingzi, come downstairs, I'm here. There's no parking downstairs, hurry up." My brother mumbled on the other end of the phone. "Okay, I'm coming down now." "Big brother, you can go ahead if you have something to do, I'm going back." Xiaomin followed me downstairs. "Boss, this is my sister-in-law, Xiaomin, you've met her before, right?" "Yes, isn't this Dongzi's wife? Hehe." "Yes, hello big brother, long time no see, hehe." "Where are you going? I'll take you there?" The boss glanced at me sideways. "No need, hehe, I can go back by myself." Xiaomin walked towards the back of the car. "Alright then, give my regards to Dongzi." The boss asked me as he drove."Is the sister-in-law you're talking about Xiaomin?" I stammered in response. "She's quite pretty, oh, hehehe." "Boss, stop teasing me. Just tell me, what's so important tonight that you didn't even bring the driver?" "The driver's waiting at the hotel. You'll find out when we get there. It's nothing too important, just wanted to chat for a bit." It turned out my boss was worried I'd be exposed, so he came to talk to me. I was touched, but even more so, I felt bad. My boss is so busy with business, and now he's wasting his time on this little thing. I secretly vowed never to have anything to do with my sister-in-law again. The End

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