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Blogger:Ah Hong 2022-05-02

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[My Uncle's Spying] 

My husband and his brother are siblings, but my husband is handsome and dashing, while his brother is thin and fair-skinned; my husband is witty and eloquent, while his brother is dull and inarticulate… Yet, my husband has achieved nothing and was recently laid off; while his brother runs a medium-sized company and is becoming increasingly well-known. Last year, his brother bought a large duplex apartment, and we all moved in.
My husband and I have a very unsatisfactory sex life. He has many sexual desires, and when drunk, he likes to force himself on me, without any regard for others' feelings. I hate that he uses
vulgar language during sex, and he goes straight to the point as soon as we get into bed, often leaving me in pain. We've argued about this countless times. I've also reflected on it, and I think our unhappiness in sex stems from our relationship. He's a grown man who has lived off my salary and his brother's support for years, spending his days eating, drinking, and having fun without any shame. Sometimes he sleeps all day at home, but then gets energetic in the middle of the night and goes at it for hours.
The other day, after our argument, he forced himself on me again, and I cried and screamed, but I was powerless to resist. Afterwards, he fell asleep immediately. I got up to shower, and accidentally peeked through the crack in the door at my uncle. He was sitting in front of the computer, wearing only a coat, his body trembling slightly, his expression complex, clearly a little agitated—I suddenly realized: he had eavesdropped on our lovemaking.
I rushed back to my room, but couldn't fall asleep again.
My uncle was a good man; he had problems with his wife, but even when he slept in the living room, he never went out to seek pleasure, suppressing his feelings. I thought, if my husband were that good, I would definitely be intimate with him, let him experience the tenderness of a woman. Thinking about this, I felt a surge of heat. I hugged my husband from behind, pulling his hands to my chest. My husband quickly responded. I don't know what I was thinking; I closed my eyes, my mind filled with my uncle's image…
The feeling of "incest" was sinful, yet also thrilling; I was hopelessly addicted. My uncle's mood was also changing; his withered face regained its color, and a smile often appeared on his face. In his eyes, there was avoidance, excitement, and gratitude; it was as if we were sharing a secret. My uncle treated my husband even better, giving him money and helping him resolve troubles, but he never spoke a word directly to me.
Our married life was also subtly changing. I was filled with passion and anticipation for our sex life, encouraging my husband to make love under a pink wall lamp, actively flirting and playing. The thought of the neighbors' eyes filled me with passion.
Until that day, when my husband excitedly told me that my uncle had bought us another house on the other side of the city, my heart felt like a bottle of mixed emotions had shattered.
Nine years have passed since then. Later, my uncle was diagnosed with lung cancer, and my husband and I visited him in the hospital. He held my husband's hand, tears streaming down his face, and said, "I'm sorry I didn't take good care of you. You must treat Xiaozhen well from now on; she's had a hard time." I burst into tears. I wanted to tell him: life is so fragile and short; compared to that, God will forgive those small sins.
The feelings between men and women are perhaps the most unpredictable things in this world. Peeping is generally despicable, yet in certain moments, when it falls upon budding emotions or the intimate moments of lovemaking, it becomes a catalyst, igniting a certain passion. Although moral standards and rational judgments may falter in such situations, one thing is clear: many accidental moments in life are, in fact, a reagent, testing the acidity or alkalinity of conscience. Isn't it true that peeping under a skirt tests a man's honesty; peering into the bedroom tests the struggle between truth and goodness deep within human nature?

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