A true record of my time with my older brother and sister-in-law in Beijing (Original Part 3)

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My brother and I each drank two small bottles of strong liquor and two bottles of beer. I get flushed easily when I drink, but my brother seemed to be quite used to alcohol, so he was fine. My sister-in-law drank three bottles of beer, and her face turned pink. She looked very alluring, with her fair skin and dreamy eyes. They say a seductive young woman is captivating, and that's probably what they mean. My brother said, "Let's stop here for today, it's a bit too much. Come over later, brother, let's play a few games." I couldn't sit still any longer, so I said, "Let's go." My sister-in-law went first, and my brother and I followed behind. Her house was only a few hundred meters from where we were eating, right at the entrance of the complex. We went upstairs and went inside. It was a two-bedroom apartment, about 70 square meters, and very clean. It was clear my sister-in-law was a very tidy woman. She invited me to sit down and even brought me a can of Beibingyang soda. Right there on the living room sofa, my brother said, "Come on, let's play a game," and I said, "Okay." Then we grabbed our phones and started our first game together, chatting as we played, sometimes giving game commands, sometimes talking about real life. My older brother kept asking me what I did for a living, and what I used to do. I knew, and we'd discussed it beforehand. I said I used to work at massage parlors. He said, "You should have said so earlier! Your sister-in-law has never had that experience. Why don't you give her a massage later?" "I can't handle that, I'm afraid of the pain," I said. He quickly explained, "Spas don't hurt. Haven't you seen all the rich women go there? They buy memberships and spend hundreds of thousands on them. Who would want to hurt themselves?" I said it wouldn't hurt. "If your sister-in-law feels pain, we can stop and continue playing games." My sister-in-law finally agreed. This was the third game. Surprisingly, my brother chose mid-lane and played Gao Jianli. I'd never seen him use this hero before. There's a line in the game, "Please begin your performance," and my brother mimicked the voice on his phone, "Please begin your performance." When I heard that, I thought, "Holy crap, isn't this a hint at me?" I don't even know how I finished the game. I was distracted and got thrashed. I lost, a crushing defeat. My brother said, "I'm sleepy, I'll take a nap. Why don't you give your sister-in-law a massage?" I said okay. I asked her if she had any lubricant, and she said she had essential oil. I said okay. I said, "Sister-in-law, why don't you take a shower first, then I'll give you a quick massage." She said, "I still need to shower?" I said, "You're all sweaty, are you just going to scrub me like that?" She said, "Okay, I'll rinse off." My brother said, "I'll sleep on the sofa for a bit, you two go inside and get the massage." I said, "Don't worry, brother." He said, "Give her whatever you want, as long as your sister-in-law is happy." I thought her shower would only take three to five minutes, but it lasted 20 minutes! It felt like two hours of torture. Finally, the water stopped, and she came out wearing a new T-shirt and shorts. She told me she was done. I said, "Get a towel and put it on the bed, otherwise the essential oil will get all over the bed." Honestly, her bare face was absolutely stunning. She smelled amazing, I don't know what kind of shower gel she used. I had my sister-in-law lie face down on the bath towel on the bed, and I started by massaging her back. Then I said, "Sister-in-law, lie down and lift your T-shirt up first, otherwise it'll get all over your clothes." My sister-in-law lifted it up, and I looked... she was still wearing a tube top underneath. I was really speechless. I said, "You're wearing clothes underneath, just take off your T-shirt, it's not like I'm doing a back massage." My sister-in-law said that wouldn't work, and then she pulled all the clothes up, stuck around her neck, but she still wouldn't take them off. I said, "Okay, let's leave it like this for now." I put some oil on her waist and started gently massaging her back and forth, afraid of hurting her, so I stopped massaging and occasionally just lightly ran my fingertips across her back. I thought I should start with something more serious, otherwise she wouldn't accept it. My sister-in-law's waist, oh my god, that slender waist, I could almost grip it with both of my big hands. I asked, "Sister-in-law, does it hurt?" My sister-in-law said, "It's a little itchy, but it doesn't hurt." I said, "If it doesn't hurt, I'll continue." I said, "Take off your T-shirt, I'm massaging your whole back." The clothes were already stuck up to her neck, and with a slight tilt of her head, her arms came off her head. Only a strapless top remained on her back and chest. I cursed inwardly, wondering who invented this thing, an obstacle to human progress. I continued massaging, when my brother came in and said, "If you keep massaging like this, you'll get it all over her clothes." I said, "My wife is shy." My brother said, "What's there to be shy about during a massage? Give her a good massage; she's never enjoyed one before. This isn't like a massage at all," and turned off the main light, then turned on the bedside table light, making it incredibly dim. My brother said, "I'm going to bed; don't bother me. I've had too much to drink and am too sleepy." He then left. I said, "Sister-in-law, if you don't take this off, it'll really get all over your clothes." My sister-in-law said, "It's okay, I don't want it anymore. You can continue massaging." I said, "I have a way. Just say you don't want this anymore, and I'll have a solution." I simply pushed along the fabric, and when I got to the strapless top, I slipped my hand inside. It took about five or six minutes. I told my sister-in-law I was massaging her legs, and then I asked if she was wearing anything under her shorts. She said yes, and I asked if she still needed them. She said yes, she just bought them and hadn't even worn them twice yet. Then I said, "Take them off yourself, my hands are all oily." My sister-in-law lazily used both hands to pull off her shorts. Those long, white legs, black underwear, straight, snow-white, without any excess fat, smooth, so smooth! I applied some essential oil, and first massaged in large areas back and forth, then switched to smaller areas around the inner thighs. I could clearly feel her buttocks clenching, and her breathing became noticeably heavier. Then I applied some oil to my hands and casually slipped them inside her underwear to start massaging her buttocks. I said, "Sister-in-law, just think of me as a massager. If you treat me like a man, you can't massage me." I gently massaged both sides, and then when I took them out, I found that her legs were tightly pressed together. I told her to open them and relax. Then I applied a generous amount of essential oil and inserted it again, this time heading straight for the center line. The center line meandered back and forth from the top to the bottom of the sparse forest. Reaching the edge of the forest, I found the ditch was already completely muddy. (To be continued)

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