Filial Piety of the Wife (Part 6)

Chapter 6 Resolute.
My heart was like a furnace. The unexpected encounter, coupled with the escalating tension, made our plan progress so astonishingly
in just one night. Back in the bedroom, I quickly checked on the child. Then, I pinned Lili against the wall. I wanted to see if she was aroused by this exposure, like in the novels.
When I reached for her genitals, she seemed to understand what I was about to do and tried to push me away, but it was too late; my hand was already touching her through her underwear. She was already very wet; the body doesn't lie. Lili was sexually aroused by this stimulation.
After being touched, Lili didn't hold back, reaching for my genitals. Before she touched my penis, I felt a soft sensation, the kind of stimulating, heart-pounding feeling that comes with every thought. I can't remember if I had an erection, because I was so tense and excited that I didn't pay attention to my body's changes. But I felt that, judging from the fluid secreted from the glans, I had an erection. But when Lili's hand touched my penis, it sprang to life and immediately became hard. Li Li looked at me, our eyes met, and then a smile seemed to appear on our lips before we embraced and kissed.
I don't know what happened, but although we hadn't had normal, regular sex for a long time, these past two days seemed like we were making up for the lack of sex in the past two years. The frequency of our sex life had increased significantly, and it was incredibly passionate. Although we didn't admit it to ourselves or ask each other, we knew that, like our bodies had reacted just now, we were being stimulated in this process. At least we were happy now. I don't know what it will feel like after what we did later, but right now we are happy.
My thoughts were racing, and so was my body. I pressed my wife against the wall, grabbing both her wrists with one hand, raising them high, and pressing them firmly against the wall. Even without force, she wouldn't let go. I lowered my head and kissed her neck, biting her nipples through her clothes—not really biting, but definitely using my teeth to hold them in my mouth. Her clothes were wet with saliva, revealing her two small buds protruding, clearly showing the deep pink areolas and erect nipples.
Looking at my nipples, I recalled how my wife's heavy breasts had jiggled earlier, her nipples so clearly exposed. With my other hand, I gently kneaded them, looking at my wife's face, and then chuckled softly.
My wife sensed something was wrong, opened her closed eyes, looked down, then at my gaze, understanding what I meant: her father-in-law had seen this, and I was thinking about it and laughing. My wife pouted, then pressed me against the wall, taking off my shirt. She tried to press my arms up as well, mimicking my movements. Unfortunately, she wasn't as tall as me, so she didn't succeed, but it was a similar motion. Then she licked my nipples with her tongue. I cried out, "No! It tickles!" I was genuinely terrified; I'm extremely ticklish, especially by such gentle touches. My wife knew I was afraid of this; she was getting revenge! I quickly begged for mercy, but my wife wouldn't give up.
I had to use force. I separated my hands, grabbed my wife's hands, and took off her pajamas, leaving her only in her underwear. I pulled those off too, and then pressed her back against the wall. She tried to resist, but she wasn't as strong as me. Plus, I kept kissing her deeply, focusing on her sensitive areas, and she soon closed her eyes, enjoying my caresses.
From her forearms, face, and neck, across her breasts, abdomen, and thighs, down to her knees, I didn't miss a single inch of her skin. My wife's deep breaths and soft moans began to fill my ears again. I
stood up, still pressing her arms against the wall with one hand, and lifted one of her legs with the other, then brought my genitals close to her body. She knew I wanted to penetrate her, so she stood on tiptoe, trying to lift herself up as high as possible. Our genitals worked together to find each other, and I lifted my wife's arms as high as possible to prevent her from getting too tired. I also lifted the hand holding her leg. Although there was still some distance, I bent slightly, found my wife's vaginal opening, and without hesitation, I pushed my glans open a little and then thrust in all the way. My wife let out a soft "Oh," a sound of long-awaited pleasure.
Then came the sounds of two bodies colliding, heavy breathing, and soft moans filling the bedroom.
The stimulation intensified, the thrusting faster and faster.
Less than ten minutes later, a thrilling pleasure surged through my perineum. I held my wife tightly, thrusting violently until I ejaculated. My wife, seemingly stimulated by the intense thrusting and the hot semen, also clung to me, releasing her own fluids. We reached orgasm simultaneously once more.
I lowered my wife's legs, my penis sliding out of her vagina, semen and her fluids flowing down her legs. Neither of us wanted to move, we remained embracing, panting, quietly savoring the exquisite pleasure of our passionate lovemaking.
Afterwards, a hot shower, the slightly scalding water flowing down from head to toe, washed away the sweat and the pounding emotions within us. Slowly, we calmed down, neither of us speaking, both lost in thought.
We went to bed, but there was no usual embrace. We lay on opposite sides of the bed, our bodies not touching, staring at the ceiling, unsure whether it was the regret of the wild night or the awkwardness after the passion.
Without realizing it, I reached out to my wife, and my hand touched hers. I felt both hands tremble slightly, but we still clasped them together. Then we turned to face each other, looking into each other's eyes.
It seemed we could see right through each other, because so much had happened that night, even though we had initiated it, it was ultimately my wife's... With the help of the rain, another man could see her body clearly, even through the transparent, glass-like skirt. He could see not only her body, but also the shape of her beautiful, full breasts, and her ample buttocks—those buttocks encased in tiny lace panties. Under such enormous buttocks, the panties seemed insignificant. Her breasts trembled all night, her nipples protruding. Although these two points weren't exposed, they were so conspicuous, even somewhat glaring. And this other man, my father-in-law, my wife's father-in-law, had seen this, violating morality and ethics. We had pushed our boundaries, and our lives would inevitably undergo a huge change.
After much deliberation, we couldn't let go of our initial intentions. A smile was offered, and my wife returned a sweet smile.
"Lili, I love you, thank you for everything."
"Ruiyang, I love you too. I'd give anything for you."
They drew closer, embracing each other. At that moment, no words were needed; they knew what the other was thinking. Holding each other, listening to each other's breath, feeling each other's heartbeats, they fell asleep together, welcoming the arrival of another dawn.
The next morning, after getting up, his wife naturally put on the pajamas she had worn the night before. She was less hesitant, but her face was still flushed. However, when walking in front of her father, she no longer bowed her head so tightly. Her prominent nipples stood proudly on her trembling breasts. Everything seemed ordinary, yet extraordinary, because his wife... My attire reflects what happened last night. Following my daily routine, I take care of the children, have breakfast, take them to school, and then go to work. My father, who initially avoided my gaze, now seems more accepting, but he won't look directly at my wife. After all, those two points seem to be defying him, even though they were prepared specifically for him, he doesn't know why.
The palpitations and excitement lead to fatigue, and last night, after such a tiring night, my wife and I slept very well, seemingly without dreams, as if sleepwalking. I feel good today, and work isn't busy. So, I texted my wife.
"Honey, what are you doing?"
"Nothing, just spacing out!"
"Still thinking about last night's exposure?"
"Hmph, where was the exposure? Not a single point was exposed!"
"If you didn't show anything, why are you blushing and trembling?"
"Aren't you the same?"
"Haha."
"Hehe,"
I asked again, "Wife, what does it feel like when Dad sees your naked body, your nipples, and your trembling breasts after you've been soaked in the rain?"
My wife thought for a moment and replied, "No one saw my naked body, I was wearing underwear and outer clothes! Humph! When I was in the rain, because of what you said, I didn't dare to look up when I came in, I kept my head down looking at the ground, my face burning. Although I didn't see it, I could feel Dad's gaze. Then I gave my bag to Dad and quickly turned away, but I didn't expect that after I turned around, my..." I
quickly said, "You didn't expect your butt to be seen, right?"
My wife sent a slapping emoji, and then continued, "In the bathroom, after you told me, I felt very remorseful, I shouldn't have listened to you, but..." ..."
I spoke for her again, "But it was a little exciting, a little exciting?"
Wife: "Yeah, a little. But, after all, you're the only one who's ever seen my body, so when you let me choose my pajamas, I chose the tight one, but I didn't expect my breasts to jiggle so much, I didn't even know if my body was trembling. I was so nervous, I felt like Dad's eyes were staring at me, staring there, like I was in a daze. Let me tell you a secret, don't laugh at me, it's information you said I can say anything! When we were eating, I squeezed my legs together tightly, and then there..."
I still had to speak for her, women are sensitive after all, "it leaked love fluid!"
My wife punched me several times. Then he asked me, "How did you feel? Don't hold back, tell me the truth."
I thought for a moment and then told him everything: "When I was letting you go up in the elevator, I was in agony downstairs. Even though it was only five minutes, it felt like an eternity. I was imagining your alluring body, your outer garment practically nonexistent, revealing your underwear. Actually, I think that's even sexier than if you were completely naked. The thought that your body was being seen by another man, my father, made my heart pound, like palpitations, and my hands were sweating. When I got upstairs, I sensed something was wrong with my father. When I saw your body in the bathroom, it reminded me of how my father had seen my body just minutes before. So..." I used the same bent-over position you were in to penetrate you from behind. To be honest, I imagined it at the time—you being penetrated like that by your father, and I felt really excited. What about you?!"
My wife sent a blushing emoji and said, "I fantasized about it too."
I continued, "And when you were wearing that tight dress that accentuated your figure and nipples, seeing your and your father's expressions, I actually felt quite awkward, which is why I suggested having some drinks later. And when the child grabbed your breasts, it was even more stimulating! I think Dad definitely saw it. And you came out wearing it again after dropping the child off, I never expected that."
My wife said, "Can I not wear that dress? Wouldn't it be even more awkward if I changed into something else?"
Then it dawned on me. "Yes, we were about to rest, and changing clothes would only accentuate the clothes we were wearing, which would definitely be awkward. When I touched your wetness, I knew you felt excited. Maybe our choice was right; it was a thrilling and enjoyable experience."
My wife answered shyly and then asked me, "Let me ask you a question. Our frequent lovemaking these past few days, is it because of the excitement, or because you feel I'm about to be possessed by another man, and you want to cherish me more before you possess me?"
My wife's question was really sharp. How could I answer that? Of course, being stimulated makes me want to have sex, but isn't that a factor? After all, my wife's beautiful body belongs to me alone. For so long, love is possession, love is selfish. Like many cuckoldry novels that emphasize the first time, that first penetration is very impactful. And do I also want to possess you a few more times before that first time?
My answer was, "Both, I guess. After all, this kind of stimulation can't be achieved by reading novels or watching AVs, so stimulation makes you want to have sex. And your body originally belonged to me alone; when it's about to be shared, naturally you'll cherish it more."
My wife replied with a shy smile.
After a while, I said to my wife, "By the way, Dad mentioned a diary, an online diary. Let's try to find out what he thinks about this."
My wife replied, "Reading Dad's diary is an invasion of privacy. Is that okay? Besides, he lives with us, and our computer is in the bedroom. He has nowhere to write!"
My wife is quite clever. I continued, "Hmm, you're right. Let's go to Dad's house at noon and see if we can find the diary's address and password on his computer! Or, how about we buy Dad a laptop so he can use it at our house?"
My wife said, "You really go to great lengths!"
I said, "I'm willing to spend money on my wife, why wouldn't I be willing to spend money on a laptop!"
My wife didn't reply, but just sent me a bomb icon.
At noon, I told both sets of parents that we had something to do and wouldn't be visiting the children or coming home for lunch. I asked my in-laws to bring my father some food. I ate something near my father's house and then went directly to his house to find the online diary's address and password.
Although my father knew about online diaries and passwords, he was still relatively old and only recently started using computers. He didn't know much about security or clearing caches. I easily found the address and account in my browsing history, but the password wasn't cached. I wrote down the address and my father's account, and just as I was about to shut down the computer, I discovered that my father also had a QQ account, so I wrote that down too, thinking it might be useful later. Afterwards, I rushed to the computer mall, bought a laptop, and then we went to work.
My wife texted me in the afternoon: "Thief!"
I knew she was talking about me! My reply was: "Accomplice!"
She texted "Go to hell!" I replied again, "We'll live and die together!"
My wife didn't say anything to me, so she ignored me!
Next, I had to become a hacker. Although I'm not a computer science major, I've played online games and been obsessed with computers. My old, secondhand computer from my early university days taught me a lot about computers.
Then came the password cracking. I searched for various cracking methods and software, but none of them seemed to work. So, I gritted my teeth and tried guessing.
Five chances: the first was my birthday, not right! The second was his grandson's birthday, not right! The third was his family's phone number, not right! I was in a real rush! With only two chances left, although I was very anxious, there was nothing I could do. I feel that I am the most important person in my father's life, and now perhaps his grandson is even more important. So, I tried using my birthday and my child's birthday. Surprisingly, it worked!
The diary started when I got married. The opening line reads:
"In my twilight years, I live a carefree life. My son has started his own family, and I feel a little relieved. I hope his life isn't as difficult as mine. From today onward, I will record my life in a new way. After learning to type and use a diary for so long, I will use this method from now on. If Ruiyang ever sees this, I hope it will remind you that life is not easy, but only by persevering can we live up to the love in our lives."
"Today is a happy day, the wedding day of Ruiyang and Lili. I wish them happiness and a blissful life together. Seeing their happy hands clasped together, my task can finally be put down. Ruiyang's growth makes me very gratified. He has a good job, is very filial, and has found a beautiful and kind wife. I am truly happy for him. I hope their lives will be filled with joy and happiness, and that the storms I have weathered will no longer disturb their lives. Now that you are married, Ruiyang, take good care of your little family. Learn to be humble and loving, and use your strength as a man to support the sails of life. Know that hardships can be overcome, and as long as you two work hard, life will be good.
Looking at Ruiyang and Lili gazing happily at each other, although I couldn't give Ruiyang a complete family, I don't know if he feels unhappy, but his growth makes me glad. He is not like many children from single-parent families, full of complaints and rebellion. He is so sensible. I can only say that his father owes him a lot."
"Today, knowing I'm going to have a grandson, the happiness is indescribable. Seeing Ruiyang's excited expression, as his father, I'm truly happy for them. I'm also very happy, although I'm not as childlike as Ruiyang, my heart is filled with joy. Thank you, young couple, for bringing me such an angelic grandson; my later years will be much richer because of him.
However, as his father, I can't help you take care of the child. He should have been resting at our home, but because I'm an old man, it's inconvenient for me to take care of him, so I had to ask my in-laws to help. I'm sorry, Ruiyang, Lili, and my little grandson."
These words, filled with the details of my father's life, also contained his reflections on life. I never expected my father to be such a sentimental and talented man. And when he saw the part about me, he expressed so much guilt towards me, for not giving me a complete family, for not being able to feel my mother's love no matter how hard he tried. Seeing this, my eyes welled up with tears. His words were all about his love for me. After his grandson was born, his life was filled with even greater joy, but he felt guilty for not being able to help us take care of the child. If we were at home, somewhere alone, I would definitely be sobbing uncontrollably. My father, who has given so much for me, still feels sorry for me.
I sent my wife the diary address, account, and password, along with a crying emoji. I believe my wife knows that I was moved by my father.
An hour later, it seemed my wife had read it more carefully, and then sent a red-eyed emoji, followed by a sentence: "Yang, I'm willing. For Dad's sincere love for you, I'm willing to repay him with my body."
Although I knew my wife would be moved, I didn't expect her to reply with such straightforward and sincere emotions. I truly shed tears. For my father's love as steadfast as a mountain, for my wife's love as warm as the sun, I am fortunate to have such a great father's love, and I am fortunate to have such a great wife's sacrifice. This also makes me even more determined to ensure my father's later years are filled with sexual happiness, and to make my wife's life more fulfilling.

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