January 27th, the seventh day of the first lunar month

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After returning home last night on January 27th (the seventh day of the Lunar New Year)
, I called Dingding to ask how our visit to them had been discovered so quickly by my work unit leaders and the neighborhood committee. Dingding said that the base's management saw her and her cousin sneaking into a grove of trees on the surveillance camera and not coming out for a long time. Apparently, they wanted to arrest them, but considering they were adults and the location was secluded, they intercepted them on their way back to the dormitory. Upon questioning, they learned that the two were cousins meeting a family member by the fence, not what the base leaders thought. So they quickly contacted my work unit leaders and the community's epidemic prevention personnel.
At eight o'clock this morning, my phone was ringing off the hook with calls from the neighborhood aunties. They kept asking what I wanted for breakfast, what necessities I needed, and even after nine o'clock, one of them called again to tell me that the community had distributed some disinfectant and hand sanitizer, and she had brought some over for us, telling us to disinfect ourselves at home and cooperate with the community's epidemic prevention and isolation efforts!
I got up to go to the door to get the disinfectant supplies, only to find my sister-in-law standing alone on the balcony, staring blankly out the window. After bringing the supplies back and placing them on the coffee table, I went straight to her from behind and gently embraced her. She didn't turn around, but simply rested her head against me and weakly said, "When will this end?"
It was a double entendre, and I didn't know what she meant: Was she referring to our quarantine? We had already been in quarantine for seven days, but yesterday's trip inexplicably added another 14 days, and for those 14 days, we really wouldn't be able to leave the house, although we'd certainly have enough to eat and wear; or was she referring to our relationship? Although we're not related by blood, we're somewhat kin. The pandemic will only last until summer, and eventually it will pass, but what about our relationship? Although we haven't had any physical intimacy yet, we both know that as her health gradually improves, that moment is getting closer and closer. Will we both be able to restrain ourselves when that moment truly arrives?
I didn't answer, just quietly embraced her from behind—women are indeed emotional creatures!
My sister-in-law had almost used up all of Dingding's sanitary napkins, so I called the neighborhood auntie and asked her to buy a few more packs. When I went out to get them, I also found an extra packet of brown sugar in the plastic bag—whether we'd use them or not, this small gesture was really thoughtful and heartwarming.
After lunch, we sat on the sofa watching TV. As we watched, I unconsciously moved slowly towards her. Although the movement was small, she must have sensed my change; she pursed her lips, a half-smile on her face. When we were very close, I whispered, "I have a question for you."
"Go ahead," my sister-in-law said calmly.
"You said yesterday you'd give me a reward tonight? You still haven't delivered! What kind of reward is it?" After I finished speaking, my sister-in-law still smiled without saying a word. I poked her ribs with my finger again; she staggered, still silent.
I couldn't take it anymore. I rolled over and pinned her beneath me, pressing my lips to hers, trying to explore with my tongue… My sister-in-law made a muffled sound from her nose and pushed me away with her hands. I looked up at her, following her push, and saw that her eyes were somewhat glazed, and she was breathing heavily. Slowly, I felt her slender fingers gently stroking my neck and behind my ears. At that moment, I sensed that our relationship might be about to face a breakthrough!
Finally, she spoke: "I'll tell you tonight!" I didn't want to, and asked her what it was, but she wouldn't say. Dejected, I lay on her chest, gently circling her nipples with my fingers. Soon, I could feel the change in that little thing—though I couldn't see it!
Then my sister-in-law spoke again: "I know, are you feeling really uncomfortable?" I hummed in agreement, without saying anything more. After hearing this, she gently stroked my hair with her right hand: "I'm on my period, I really can't..."
"I know, don't even think about it." I interrupted her immediately: "We're all adults, we all understand some things. A gentleman has things he will do and things he won't do!"
After hearing my words, my sister-in-law burst into laughter, "You're really shameless, how can you say such a thing, a gentleman has things he will do and things he won't do! You've already hugged your wife's sister-in-law, and you still have the nerve to call yourself a gentleman?!"
I also laughed and sat up, pulling her up as well, and said to her: "Tell me, ever since you came into our house, you've dressed like this every day, showing off your white legs, not to mention your nipples all the time, combined with daily home life, occasionally getting wet and showing some nipples, who could stand it!"
The afternoon passed quickly amidst the playful banter. As evening approached, it was time for dinner again. I suggested having dumplings, but my sister-in-law said we couldn't go out and couldn't buy ground meat. I said, "Don't you not like meat? So let's just make vegetarian ones." As soon as I said it, I could clearly sense that my sister-in-law was touched.
We proceeded methodically, kneading the dough, making the filling, rolling out the wrappers, and filling the dumplings. The TV was still playing those long, tedious, mindless dramas, but we seemed unaffected. I rolled out the dough, and she filled them. During this time, I told her about my experiences spending Chinese New Year in the army, and she told me about her life with her classmates in college. Hearing her talk about college, I suddenly asked her if she had a boyfriend. She laughed and said, "Of course! Someone as outstanding as me, how could I be single!" I then asked her, "So, how far did things go with your boyfriend in college?" She looked at me and asked, "What do you mean?"
"Well... well, that..." I seemed to be in the wrong and stammered, unable to explain clearly. She was making dumplings while looking at me and suddenly laughed: "You just want to ask if I slept with him, right?" This made me feel embarrassed: "That's not what I meant. They say that if you don't have a passionate romance in college, you won't have a perfect ending to your life."
"I retook the college entrance exam the first year. My grades weren't good; I only got into a junior college. I retook it again and got into a second-tier university. This made me a bit older than my classmates. Maybe that's why I basically rejected all the guys in my class who showed interest in me. Eventually, they stopped bothering me. Later, at a school event, I met a first-year graduate student from a neighboring national university, and we started dating. He wasn't a local, and his family was poor compared to ours. Although my family wasn't wealthy, I still received significantly more pocket money than him each month. Perhaps people from less privileged backgrounds, especially boys, tend to have strong pride. When we were together, we'd go out to eat or..." I always insisted on paying for our trips, but the more I did, the more upset he became. Towards the end of our relationship, he spent a lot of his free time working to earn money, for which his advisor criticized him. But he persisted, all to earn money to buy me gifts. I knew he wasn't buying gifts; he was trying to buy his own self-esteem with the money he spent. At that time, I felt sorry for him and advised him to focus on his studies, since he only had a year left before graduation and could find a good job so I could spend his money every day. But he remained unmoved and continued his ways. So I stopped trying to persuade him. Later, he spent over six thousand yuan to buy me an iPhone. I accepted it without hesitation, knowing that if I didn't, it would hurt his pride even more.
Listening to my sister-in-law's first love story, it felt like something out of a novel—cliché, yet it happened to someone I knew. At this moment, the young woman went to the refrigerator, grabbed a cup of yogurt, took a big sip through the straw, and continued,
"Our first time having sex was that year when we went to Lushan. I remember it was June, and it was raining a lot. My shoes got soaked. After we got to the hotel, he quietly went to the Peak store next door and bought me a new pair of shoes. To be honest, back then, we students all liked Nike and Adidas. Peak wasn't very well-known then, and you rarely saw students wearing it. But I was very touched, and that night, we had sex!"
"Was it your first time?" I quickly asked.
"I'm sure it was my first time, but I don't know about him. After all, he's four or five years older than me, so even if we had sex before, I can understand."
"Then why didn't you two get together?"
"After he graduated, he insisted on going back to his hometown, no matter how much I tried to persuade him to stay. Then we broke up. It's that simple." My sister-in-law's one-sentence summary made me feel that there was more to it than met the eye. Something felt off, but I couldn't quite put
my finger on it, and I didn't dare to ask any more questions. After the dumplings were cooked, we ate them separately. The thermometer showed that the temperature in the room was already 22 degrees Celsius, which was quite hot. With us eating dumplings so heartily, sweat inevitably beaded on our foreheads. At this moment, I picked up a dumpling with my chopsticks but didn't eat it right away. I said with emotion, "As the ancients said, nothing tastes better than dumplings, and... nothing tastes better than sister-in-law!"
My sister-in-law had just put a dumpling in her mouth when she heard me say that. She was so angry that she was about to hit me. I stopped her fist with my hand and silenced her with my lips as she was eating the dumpling. Just then, I suddenly felt my sister-in-law place her hands on my cheeks and spit the half-chewed dumpling into my mouth. Without hesitation, I chewed it a couple of times and swallowed it.
After eating, drinking, and washing up, it was almost ten o'clock. I was still thinking about the "reward," so I kept saying I was sleepy and wanted to go to bed. My sister-in-law completely ignored me and continued doing what she was doing: brushing her teeth, washing her face, washing her feet, washing her bottom, washing her underwear... as if I didn't exist. I didn't know whether to stand or sit, so I just stood there at the bathroom door. When my sister-in-law went in and out of the bathroom, she impatiently pushed me aside: "Go away, don't block the way." I immediately lost interest and went back to the bedroom, turned on the TV, watched the news, scrolled through my phone, and prepared to go to sleep.
After a while, my sister-in-law finished everything and slowly turned off the lights in the living room and bathroom. Then she went into my bedroom and closed the door...
In the darkness, my sister-in-law quietly got into my bed and slipped under the covers. I was completely bewildered, but my uncooperative lower body suddenly became aroused. I asked my sister-in-law, "Are you clean?" She replied, "What are you thinking! I'm just sleeping here."
"Aren't you worried about the phone call tomorrow morning?" I asked her.
"It's okay, I've noticed I've been waking up earlier these past few days, and his calls always come after I've gotten up."
Hearing this, I rolled over and straddled her, my hands constantly kneading her breasts—she still wasn't wearing a bra. I didn't ask her directly, but instead whispered in her ear, "Are you going to tease me and then not take responsibility?"
"Then should I sleep in that room?" she murmured softly.
How could I let her leave? Before she could react, I bit her ear, exploring the inside of her ear canal with my tongue, while my hands moved from outside her clothes to inside, nakedly feeling the changes in her nipples.
I don't know when, but apart from her still wearing underwear, we were both naked. Her head nestled in my chest, her right hand gently grasping my testicles, while I held her close with my right arm, my left hand softly exploring her entire body.
"Almost there?" I asked softly.
"Mmm!" she responded softly.
I knew I couldn't truly possess her today, but at this moment, all was peaceful, without the pandemic, without family, without any of the troubles we didn't want. I wished to stay like this, gently, forever.

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