Wife's Filial Piety Chapter 19

Chapter Nineteen:

The Calm After the Madness. When everything calmed down, my wife and I hugged each other, not discussing what had just happened
. Because we were all connected at heart, for our goal, for achieving the true meaning of filial piety,
our indulgence now, to open the door to my father's desires, meant that our own desires were also opened at the same time. But
if not this, we had no other way.

After a short rest, the child woke up. I was very grateful for the time he gave us. Now that he was awake, we
played together. My wife put on the thin, sheer tank top again and changed her underwear. In just over half a day
, she had changed her underwear three times—this was the fourth time. This time, the underwear was pink. It was the first time
I'd noticed that Li Li's underwear was so colorful.

Afraid of disturbing my father's rest, we played with the child in the bedroom. My father must have been very tired, after
playing with the child all morning and the psychological stimulation. Now that everything had calmed down, he must be exhausted.
After everything was over, my father logged off; it was almost four o'clock. He probably wouldn't be able to sleep anyway, so I just lay down for a while.

Remembering something I'd always wanted to do, I

discussed it with Li Li. "Honey, there's something I want to tell you."

Li Li replied, "Tell me? Looks like you have another bad idea. Go ahead."

"No, I just want to... I want to install security cameras in our house and my father's house!"

Li Li looked at me, slightly surprised, then calmed down. "I thought of that. You might be thinking like that
! Are you imagining it like in a novel? But watching us, watching what happened between me and your dad,
how did you feel? I can't imagine watching you have sex with another man, I can't imagine you watching me be
possessed by another man."

I continued, "I've thought about these things. If I knew nothing about what happened between you two,
I probably couldn't handle it either, because I was, after all, the one who facilitated this. I'm afraid
something might happen when you're having sex, like Dad's health, or his mental stress, after all, Dad isn't young anymore. I'm also afraid
that after we get pregnant, something you don't want to accept will happen, and you won't say anything, you'll endure it for my sake. That
way, even if Dad gets what he wants, you'll be wronged, and I can't accept that. Of course, I admit that my
curiosity , my psychological curiosity, and my resistance continue. I think, even if it's not like that, I'll make you tell me
every detail. That way, although..." "Perhaps it'll be even more exciting, but if you recount it again, like at noon, if
you have to go through all this multiple stimulation, can you and Dad handle it?"

Li Li thought for a long time, then said softly, "I know it's impossible for you to completely stay out of it. After all, this is
something unethical that happened between the two people closest to you, and I know your current physical reaction tells me that
you're slowly changing your attitude towards accepting this. So, pretend then, but you have to promise me you won't laugh
at my performance, don't let my physical reactions cloud your judgment, remember I love you, I did it because I love you
."

I hugged my wife, kissed her deeply, and said, "You are the love of my life.
I understand how much you've sacrificed for me, and I will cherish you for the rest of my life. Enjoy it to the fullest. This enjoyment, though it's tinged with
so much shyness and taboo, I hope that while achieving a good life for Dad, I can also let you experience another kind of joy."

The child looked at us, blinked, and then went back to playing.

Around six o'clock, I turned on the computer again, and Dad's diary had been updated again. This time, he didn't try to hide
it anymore, but directly expressed his thoughts. It seemed he wasn't going to show us the diary.

"I am filled with unbearable shame. I never imagined I would look so directly at my daughter-in-law's body. I tried to restrain myself from looking away
, but my gaze involuntarily returned to her chest. Was it just because my son wasn't here today?
Am I really such a father, such a father-in-law?

I am truly ashamed. I never imagined that looking at my daughter-in-law's breasts, her smooth skin, and
the triangle of underwear hidden by those tiny panties, would give me a physical reaction. I never imagined I was such a shameless father.

What I can't believe is that my daughter-in-law was actually seducing me, because she also had a physical reaction.
She even changed her underwear, and I sinfully saw it again.

Did my son have something come up today?" Was it intentional? What were they trying to do? Was it really
like the young couple said, that they wanted to use this to please me, to use their daughter-in-law's body? I can't bear to think about it, I can't
think about it anymore.

I never imagined that the young couple would talk to me online, letting me pour out all my torment.
Thankfully, they were there to confide in, but this confiding only made my body tremble more. It made me unable to stop thinking about
my daughter-in-law's body.

And the young couple even made me imagine them having sex, and they actually did it for me, albeit
through text, but they even sent audio.

I know I'm guilty; I shouldn't have looked at those words, listened to those sounds, and then masturbated—something I hadn't done in years. But
then it happened again. At least I shouldn't have thought of that woman as my daughter-in-law.

Am I still myself? Am I still the father who has gone through so much for his son? I'm sorry, my child.
What should I do?

Is this part of enjoying life? I want to leave, but if I leave, I'll just leave like this
. What will happen to my son and daughter-in-law?

If my son doesn't know, will he question his wife and affect their relationship? If my son knows—
I can't believe he knows—but assuming he does, are they really doing it out of filial piety? Will they
feel remorse because of my reaction, creating a rift in their relationship? After all, this is such a difficult
thing to talk about. I can't let them be unable to face me in the future just because I want to escape.

I don't know what to do. I'll just try not to act too unnaturally. In any case,
I can't affect my son and daughter-in-law's lives.

I need to calm my mind. "

Yes, so much has happened in just half a day. For an elderly person who finds it hard to accept new things,
it's almost impossible to get my father to accept his daughter-in-law's temptation, or even to consider accepting infidelity between his father and daughter-in-law
. We can only thank my father for his great love, because this great love didn't make him run away, and it didn't
stop us from continuing our journey of filial piety." My wife and I read my father's words together, feeling his pain.
Our dedication strengthened our resolve to give love and uphold the true meaning of filial piety.

It seemed my father had opened the door, so we tidied up and got up to prepare dinner. After all, we still needed to eat, and
the baby needed some complementary food.

I went out first and saw my father on the balcony, so I greeted him, "Dad, you're up? It's the weekend,
you slept in a little longer." My father responded. Nothing seemed amiss.

My wife waited for about ten minutes before coming out. Without greeting him, she handed the baby to me and went straight to the kitchen to cook.
She had experienced a day of embarrassing exposure and frenzied online exhibitionism. Although the other person didn't know who she was,
she knew that she had not only exposed herself to her father-in-law but also re-demonstrated it online, even
letting her husband watch, and had sex with him, telling him every detail of the act, even having him
hear the sounds of penetration and her moans. These were all incredibly taboo and stimulating experiences, causing her
uncontrollable shame.

My father was also on the balcony, lingering for a long time. He had been spying on his daughter-in-law's body that morning, indulged in the internet,
and had just watched someone else's sex, listening to their moans. He had genuinely imagined himself as the man and
his daughter-in-law as the woman, and the masturbation he hadn't done in years had returned
. The subsequent anguish was even more acute.

As night deepened and the lights of the houses twinkled, he couldn't help but think about how this ordinary family had fallen into such
a predicament.

When my wife had finished preparing everything, I called my father to come eat. He slowly approached the table, and my wife
served him rice. Then, the family ate together as usual. To ease the awkwardness, I
told them about what I had seen and heard in the past few days, and they echoed my observations. Although my wife's breasts were still exposed
, my father seemed not to look at them, his gaze fixed on the table and what lay before him. Although things were different from usual,
we all managed to suppress our own discomfort.

The meal went fairly smoothly. After dinner, my father wanted to go home, so my wife and I suggested we
go out for a walk or a hike the next day. He initially strongly objected, but my wife and I insisted, explaining that he'd been worried about
Uncle Li and hadn't had a chance to go out much since he was sick.
We suggested a day out this Sunday, somewhere nearby. I guess he realized we were determined, and that it wouldn't be like him if we didn't agree,
so he finally agreed and didn't go home that evening.

After dinner, my father wanted to go for a walk, but then my wife and I remembered he didn't have any workout clothes or shoes for the next day,
so we took him to the mall. He was initially reluctant. But we explained that workout clothes are like casual wear, and
he'd have plenty of opportunities to wear them later, and he had to be optimistic. He reluctantly agreed. The good thing about this
was that we quickly reconciled.

At the mall, it was Li Li's domain; I carried the baby and followed behind. My father seemed a little lost, as
he rarely went shopping. After shopping for only a few minutes, Li Li cheered up, her initial excitement and slight
regret completely gone.

She helped her father pick out this and that, pointing and commenting as if she were choosing clothes for me, even pulling his arm
and making him spin around. I found it quite amusing, and at that moment, I didn't have any ulterior motives. After all, she was
like a daughter to her father, choosing clothes for him. While not all father-in-law and daughter-in-law relationships are this harmonious
, perhaps because of her single-parent upbringing, their relationship had always been good.

That evening, my wife changed into a light orange casual outfit, not revealing at all, which made her look youthful and vibrant.
Before leaving, we discussed letting my father calm down first before putting pressure on him. He really couldn't handle it; if he ran
away, it would be difficult to return to his previous life, let alone continue.

My father gradually became happy, influenced by my wife's joy. Even though the child wasn't good at expressing himself,
he teased the child, asking if Grandpa was handsome. It seemed he had temporarily forgotten about the day's events and was enjoying the family
time.

If it happens, can we still be this happy? Although this is my aspiration, there are
too many uncertainties. And what's taboo about things? It's because touching them will cause many problems.
I hope the problems can be kept under control, and I hope we can be happier.

After buying sportswear and sneakers, the child, excited from going out, got tired soon after returning home, and
Li Li put the child to bed. My father and I watched TV in the living room, chatting occasionally, as if nothing
had happened.

Later, Li Li changed back into that tank top and walked around in front of us. I thought she was
planning to seduce my father again, but then I realized that my wife was washing the new sportswear she had bought for him.
When my father found out, he asked why she was washing it before wearing it. My wife said that these short-sleeved shirts and pants are worn close to the skin and need to be washed
before wearing. Then, she told my father to take off his shirt and put on his shorts so she could wash the sportswear too. My father
said he didn't need it. But my wife went to my father's place, giggling and waiting, still
as playful as she was at the mall. My father could only stand up, go back to the bedroom, and when he came out, he was carrying clothes to put in the washing
machine, but my wife snatched them from him halfway. Then she went to wash them, and my father seemed a little uncomfortable.

My father and I sat down to continue watching TV. Lili finished setting up the washing machine and came to watch TV too. Our sofa is
one of those fabric sofas; my wife and I both like to lie on the one with the footrest, right next to the TV. When Lili came, I
gave her my spot and sat on the other side of the sofa, with my father in the middle. Lili hesitated for a moment, but then lay down. With
my father there, she could only lie on her side with her legs slightly bent; her tank top was too small, and if she stretched even slightly, her underwear
would exposed. Lili placed one hand on her head, pressing it to the side, and the other on her leg—a very elegant posture.
Watching my wife lying on her side, her breathing even and rhythmic, there was a different kind of quiet beauty.

After the clothes were washed, my wife went back to her work.

Before going to bed, I went on QQ and read my father's diary, which had just been updated.

"Although it's wrong, although I can't bear it, the changes in my life have brought about tremendous changes.

I don't know if it's good or bad, I don't know how far it will develop.

I'm afraid yet somewhat expectant, I want to but also ashamed.

A beautiful figure, a beautiful body, a beautiful expression, a beautiful woman living beside me, although... "
Having been widowed for years, I thought my heart and body were dead, but her beauty awakened my desires.

I thought I wouldn't admit it, but drawn by her body, I thought it wasn't real.

However, because I was attracted, I observed her more closely, and after careful observation, I discovered
how beautiful she was.

I felt happy for my child; she was a virtuous and beautiful woman.

But I had impure thoughts. Could I calm my heart?

How I wished none of this was real, but it had happened right beside me; how could I cope?

I hope my beautiful life won't be ruined! Seeing

my father's conflicted yet gradually opening mindset filled me with a sense of boundless hope, yet it was a hope tinged with a different kind of feeling.

Then I searched online for how to discreetly install a high-definition camera and how to install recording equipment.

Having never done this before, I realized there's a lot to learn. My wife finished tidying up and came over
to see me doing this. She was about to leave when I stopped her and showed her my father's diary. She didn't comment much,
just sighed. It seems she wasn't entirely psychologically prepared; after all, she
also had her father's inner conflict, and the implications of his progress were self-evident.

Then, I had him chat with my father on QQ while I continued learning on the computer how to install the camera and recording
equipment.

It had to be safe, discreet, high-definition, synchronized with the audio, and have a good connection. I'm
not after joining a few discussion groups, I discovered that quite a few people actually use this kind of thing, since its purpose
is generally not honorable.

So, I used a QQ account I'd registered but never used before to read their chats. Some of the conversations were quite explicit
, discussing things like secretly filming and spying, which really piqued my curiosity.

One person seemed very knowledgeable and gave guidance to many people, so I added that person on QQ,
saying I wanted to consult about the installation.

Of course, after adding him, he was very wary and didn't tell me directly. I told him I had elderly relatives at home who
were often away, so I wanted to install a camera. But he didn't believe me at all. He said, "If that's your
purpose, just contact the company." Looking at the discussions in the group, I knew I had to say something appealing to get
his approval. So I said… I wanted to record every little detail of my partner's life. This person became interested
and told me how to install the equipment, how to buy it online, how to hide the camera
, how to conceal the wiring, how to use unlimited data, and how to prevent online playback, unauthorized recording, or the
discovery of the port, etc.

His explanation was very helpful, and I quickly grasped the basics. He even gave me a tutorial—a very detailed
tutorial, several pages long. Then, I searched online and found that the sellers he mentioned were very discreet
, listing only ordinary items. But after talking to the shop owners, I learned what those items represented.
I then purchased enough video equipment for both my home and my father's—it was quite expensive.

After finishing, I discovered that my father's QQ account was offline. I got to bed and saw my wife had stopped using her phone and
was getting ready to sleep. I asked her how her conversation with my father went. She said nothing much; they'd talked about everything they needed to at noon,
but she was feeling down in the evening, which was inevitable after the passion of the morning. My father also said he felt
immense regret and inner conflict, similar to what he'd written in his diary. My wife went along with him, telling him to let
things take their course .

Yes, the period of regret and depression after passion is like the body's refractory period—it's inevitable.
Buying the video equipment earlier had stirred up some emotions again, but it was different from the passion of noon. It was
more about imagination and anticipation.

I discussed with my wife about going out tomorrow, and we should go to bed early tonight. I gave her a sweet kiss, then held
her as we fell asleep.

Dreams came and went, emotions lingered, but love remained strong.

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