A man's unusual love affair with a mother and daughter

The story of how I met Li is truly unbelievable. Li was my sister-in-law's classmate who was a kindergarten teacher.
About a month before summer vacation that year, my sister-in-law was doing her internship at a kindergarten near my house and stayed at our place for convenience.
One day, she told me that a female classmate of hers was coming to visit and would be staying at our house that night.
Without thinking much of it, I said, "It's okay, let her come over. Anyway, your sister is staying at your mom's these days,
so we're quite free."

Shortly after dinner that evening, my sister-in-law's classmate arrived. Do you know how I
felt ? I was completely stunned. I had never seen such a beautiful girl in the world.
Li's features were exquisitely delicate, with a beautiful profile, especially her eyes, which were clear and bright, gentle
yet subtly wild, captivating the soul. She was tall and well-proportioned, about 165 centimeters tall, with arms that
, though somewhat slender, had beautiful curves, and her high, firm breasts made one's heart pound
. She had long, soft, black hair that flowed down her shoulders, and her skin
was fair and healthy, radiating youthful vitality. What surprised me even more was that Li's demeanor and expressions
seemed familiar, as if I had seen her somewhere before. I tried to control my flustered emotions, while
Li greeted me warmly and sat down on the sofa next to me.

And so, the three of us—my sister-in-law, Li, and I—sat on the sofa, watching TV and chatting about our lives
. I knew Li was 19 at the time (Li said 19 was her nominal age, she was actually only 18),
about , majoring in music at school, and planning to do an internship while looking for a job.

After chatting for a while, my sister-in-law said she was tired after a day of classes and wanted to take a shower and go to bed early, asking us
to chat . She then went to shower and go to her room to sleep. Li also said she would take a shower first and then talk to me.

When Li came out of the shower, she had changed into a thin, violet-colored mini-skirt-style camisole nightgown.
Now Li looked even more graceful and charming, and really sexy, especially her full, white, and shapely breasts that peeked out
from under , the cleavage faintly visible, making my heart pound and my blood rush
faster. I stared blankly for a while, then suddenly realized something was wrong and quickly turned to watch TV to hide my embarrassment.
Li's face seemed to blush slightly, but she quickly recovered and sat down next to me again. Smelling
the pure, youthful fragrance emanating from Li, tinged with the scent of a woman reaching maturity, I felt
my testosterone levels surging. I could even feel my hands
trembling slightly at my sides. Li, however, seemed oblivious to my unease, continuing to watch her TV.

To hide my panic and distract myself, I stood up and said to Li, "You
watch TV, I'm going to take a shower," and practically fled into the bathroom.

Looking in the mirror, I saw my face was flushed, and my forehead was beaded with sweat.
Even worse, I discovered my throbbing erection had almost
torn a hole in the front of my jeans, and a small patch was noticeably damp. I took a deep breath, trying to calm
myself . At the same time, I kept telling myself: No! I can't do this! How could I have such
inappropriate thoughts? She's just a young girl, and a classmate of my sister-in-law at that! This is awful, so shameless!
I cursed myself as I frantically took a cold shower, trying to calm my restless heart.

After the shower, I changed into a thin silk robe and finally felt much calmer and more relaxed.

When I came out of the bathroom, Li was still sitting alone on the living room sofa, quietly watching TV. Seeing
me, Li smiled gently at me with her expressive eyes, "All done?"

"Yeah," I replied, feeling a little embarrassed. Looking back, I realize I was already 30 years old,
a "mature man" married for four years. How could I have been so flustered and "naive" in front of a young woman ? I've always been puzzled by this. But now I think, perhaps every man is like that
when facing a woman he likes ? Volume 1, Part 2. I sat down next to Li again. Sometime during the day, Li had turned off many of the lights in our living room , leaving only the softest one above the sofa. My sister-in-law's room was also dark; she was obviously asleep. The room was very quiet, save for the cool early summer breeze blowing in from the window and the beautiful melody of "The Blue Danube" playing on the music channel. My tension and trembling subsided, and I slowly closed my eyes, relaxing myself on the sofa, fully immersing myself in this rare moment of peace and tranquility, seemingly undisturbed by anything around me. When I opened my eyes, I saw that Li had gently rested her face on my shoulder, her beautiful eyes filled with tenderness as she gazed at me quietly. I didn't think or say anything at the time; I simply and naturally (perhaps this is what people often call tacit understanding) reached out and gently pulled Li's face into my arms , kissing her forehead, her eyes, her face, and finally her soft, sweet lips. When I stopped, I found my eyes were filled with tears! Looking back now, it was an overwhelming feeling of happiness. As I kissed Li, she clung tightly to my body, her whole body trembling slightly, murmuring nervously and blissfully, softly calling my name. I held her close in my arms, gently stroking her—first her hair, then her face, then her shoulders, then her waist, and then… Li began to moan blissfully… Suddenly, my mind went blank, and my hand stopped stroking her. I dared not be too presumptuous; a sudden : I'm a married man, how could I do this with my sister-in-law's classmate? I started to tense up and sweat a little, as if my sister-in-law was about to burst out of the room and scold me. But Li didn't seem to notice my strange reaction; instead, she hugged me even tighter! When I pushed her away forcefully, she realized my odd behavior. "W-what's wrong?" "Don't you like me?" Li looked at me with resentful tears in her eyes, feeling wronged. "No, no, nothing," I hurriedly tried to cover up my strange reaction, and stood up to go into the bathroom to wipe my face with cold water.

When I returned to the living room, I saw that Li's face was covered in tears, and she was still sobbing softly.
A sudden pang of guilt struck me: this girl liked me and wanted me to comfort her, and how could I let her be sad
and cry? Was I even a man? Besides, I really liked her too! I was such a coward!

Suddenly, I found courage again, quickly grabbed a damp towel, wiped away Li's tears, and hugged her tightly in my arms
again .

Li then cheered up, gazing at me tenderly with her beautiful, captivating eyes . She
gently stroked my face with her slender, piano-playing hands and kissed my neck with her sweet, soft lips. I
no longer avoided her, no longer retreated, but bravely and wholeheartedly responded, continuing to gently caress her beautiful, sensual body.
When my hand touched Li's breasts, I could feel her entire body suddenly tremble violently; when my
hand explored her "mysterious valley," it was already overflowing with holy fluid! I could feel my
testosterone surging and boiling within me! Without hesitation, I
stripped and carried her to my bedroom bed.

What a beautiful and alluring woman's body she possessed! It was a masterpiece sculpted by the Creator:
fair, well-proportioned, curvaceous, and vibrant. I think any man would be captivated and driven mad by her beauty!

Li, like a fawn, murmured merrily on the bed, clinging tightly to my body. I could no longer
control myself. I kissed Li's rosy, delicate, firm, and fragrant nipples while gently caressing
her "mysterious valley," overflowing with nectar, to help her relax and open up. With
the sixth sense of a married man, I knew that Li was undoubtedly a pure virgin who had never experienced sexual intimacy. I
kept reminding myself: I must not hurt her or cause her pain. But Li was completely out of control; she
moaned incessantly, calling my name repeatedly. In that instant when I felt it was the perfect moment, I
forcefully and firmly thrust my hot, hard, proud member into Li's "
mysterious ! What a wonderful moment it was! It was a
moment where even dying immediately after that moment would be without regret! Li only trembled and groaned loudly the moment I thrust in, and soon
her body was tightly intertwined with mine, moaning joyfully... as if
God had already arranged for us to be intertwined and enjoy this ultimate love and pleasure!

I didn't want to disappoint God's favor any longer, so I kissed Li's fragrant lips and beautiful breasts fiercely and passionately,
holding and thrusting into her exquisite and fragrant body, not wanting to stop at all, until
we were both exhausted!

That night, Li and I indulged in making love a total of five times, and Li remained passionate and tireless. When I
lifted Li off the bed, I discovered that my once pristine white sheets were now embroidered with a bright red rose—
Li and I had created this masterpiece. Li truly was still a pure and innocent virgin!

Volume 1, Chapter 3:

This is how Li and I met in such an unbelievable way. That year, I was 30, and Li was 18; I was a
married man of four years, while Li was a young woman who had just graduated from kindergarten teacher training; I was an "old man,"
and Li was a beautiful and charming virgin. I don't know what good deeds I did in my past life to have such a
"lucky encounter." I also can't imagine how I could have been so reckless that day. Li and I had just met; she
was even my sister-in-law's classmate. Although my marriage wasn't going well, I was a judge, a
"gentleman." What I still couldn't understand was: what was wrong with Li that day? Was she young and naive?
Or was it simply out of impulse? Whatever the reason, it happened so incredibly, without any
warning, without any psychological preparation whatsoever. Later, I asked Li many times,
how could she be so impulsive when she first met me that day? And how could she dare to be
intimate, kiss, hug and even have sex with her classmate's brother-in-law in her classmate's house, with her classmate also present? Every time I asked Li this question
, she would always say earnestly, "Actually, from the moment I stepped into your house, I was surprised
to find that everything in your house seemed so familiar, including the layout, the arrangement of the sofa—it
all felt like I'd seen it somewhere before. Even the scent you gave me when I sat next to you felt
familiar and comforting, as if I'd known you for a long time. I didn't
feel . So, when I leaned against you, when you hugged me, kissed me, touched me, and even undressed me and carried me
to bed, I really didn't think about anything else; I just felt so comfortable and pleasurable! To be honest,
I fell in love with you the moment I first saw you."

Whenever Li said this, I felt a strange sense of emotion. From her serious and earnest
expression , I knew she was telling the truth. In fact, many people have probably had similar emotional experiences.
When a real and intense emotion arises naturally, there's no time or possibility for us to think about anything else.
Call it fate or destiny, that's just how things are. Even a judge like myself, who has always considered himself very "
rational ," isn't like that too. Therefore, sometimes we have to acknowledge
the existence of "love at first sight"; therefore, we often find that when that sincere and intense attraction between the sexes (let
's call it love) erupts, it breaks through all the prejudices and obstacles of worldly morality, sprouts,
takes root, and even grows strong. Even today, I still have to admit that I actually
fell in love with Li at first sight, and this love was sincere and intense; otherwise, that day and so many things that followed
wouldn't happened.

Volume 1, Chapter 4

: That night, after Li and I indulged ourselves five times, we suddenly realized it was almost dawn. I hurriedly
carried Li off the bed and told her to go back to my sister-in-law's room. Li looked at me longingly at first, but quickly tidied herself
up and went to my sister-in-law's room. I knew Li didn't want to leave me, and
how could I not want her to leave me? But, was it any other way? From Li's decisive actions, I suddenly
realized that she was actually a very intelligent girl—she already understood that she couldn't remain dependent on me, at least not at that time.

I lay alone on the huge Simmons bed, unable to fall asleep for a long time, even though my body was somewhat...
I was drowsy, but even though Li was in my sister-in-law's room next door, my mind was still racing. I began to
feel a strong longing for Li. This was the first time in my life I had felt this way about a woman.
I must admit, I had fallen for Li, even though it was only the first day I had met her.

I didn't know if Li was asleep in the next bed, or if she was longing for me as much as I was longing for her
… My longing slowly became blurred. Later, I felt as if I had flown to heaven, where
I met Li again and we held each other tightly, feeling blissful…

Volume 1, Chapter 5

: I first met Jun one evening, two years after I met Li. Jun was Li's mother, a
woman of extraordinary beauty.

Since meeting Li, my life and attitude towards life had undergone tremendous changes. Li would
call , telling me all sorts of interesting things happening around her,
making me happy with her gentle and humorous words; Li would also often come to see me, comforting me with her tenderness and
nourishing me with her vibrant life force. Even when nothing's wrong, Li and I can chat on the phone
or hug for an hour or two, even all night, as if the whole world belongs to just the two of us.
My life has become more colorful, and I feel much healthier and more vibrant. I suddenly feel
a surge of energy in my life, and I realize how fortunate it is to be alive. I've begun to love life more,
to be passionate about my work, and to be more friendly and caring towards those around me. My family, friends, classmates, and
colleagues all say I'm like a different person, and sometimes they'll curiously ask me, "Are you so happy because you won
the lottery?" Actually, they have no idea that I've won the "love lottery," and am experiencing
the immense nourishment of love. And this kind of love—don't even mention 5 million, I
wouldn't trade it for 50 million, 500,000, or even a mountain of gold! What I've never understood is
why so many people think of money first when they hear about happy events. I know money is quite
important, but there are actually many, many things in this world that are more important than money!

At that time, Li was already a well-known music teacher at a prestigious kindergarten (according to Li, it was even more than that;
she said that in all the schools in her small city, including kindergartens, primary schools, middle schools, and even universities,
many people knew her name, especially the male teachers). Li always proudly told me that the main
reason had such a great reputation in the education field was her talent. Not only had she
won many awards in various instrumental, vocal, dance, and even beauty pageants in that small city, but the students in her classes
also performed exceptionally well, even surpassing her, and winning many awards as well. Of course, she said that
her naturally stunning figure and beautiful appearance were also very important factors. When Li told me this,
I would always smile slyly without comment. Actually, I didn't mean to deny Li's overflowing talent, but I felt that
for those male teachers, perhaps the latter was the more important reason. Whenever Li saw my reaction,
she would always say that I was very, very bad, but I knew that she actually had to admit it in her heart.

One day, Li told me something with no small amount of pride. She told me about an incident where, during a get-together between the kindergarten's female teachers and
male teachers from a middle school, two male teachers from that school got into a fight over her, drinking and betting,
eventually ending up with bloodied heads. Apparently, those two male teachers were later disciplined by their school.

Seeing her smug expression, I said, "It's all your fault, beautiful women!"

Li retorted, "I'm naturally beautiful, there's nothing I can do about it!"

I was speechless. Yes, what's wrong with a woman being beautiful? It's all God's fault.

And so, the two of us lived happily and sweetly, and the two years I knew Li passed in the blink of an eye.
After those two years, Li had grown even more beautiful, mature, and womanly. My days
spent grew longer and longer, and Li said she missed and longed for me more and more! However, during that period, due to the strong opposition from both my and
my ex-wife Sha's parents, and Sha's stubborn refusal, Sha and I maintained
a marriage in name only, a marriage where we shared a bed but not a dream. At the same time, due to the societal pressures of being a judge, I couldn't and
dared not openly or blatantly express my love for Li, let alone "make love" (I want
to clarify here that the disharmony between my ex-wife Sha and me was not caused by Li's appearance; the specific reasons are
complicated and I will tell you later, and you will gradually understand). For me, to maintain
my "good reputation" as a judge, I had to keep my relationship with Li a secret; otherwise, in our
"civilized and progressive" society, I would surely be disgraced and end up being despised by everyone. Furthermore, I had to
consider Li's well-being. I was already a married man in my thirties, while Li was a young,
unmarried . I couldn't even guarantee that I could provide Li with a lifetime of happiness. Therefore, for Li's lifelong
reputation and happiness, I had to act cautiously. Li always cooperated well with me in keeping our relationship a secret. Because Li
and I kept it so well, even though we'd been dating for over two years,
no one else knew about our intimate relationship, not even our former matchmaker, my sister-in-law.

The small city where Li lived was about an hour's drive from my home in W city.
During the two years we were dating (please allow me to say so), Li mostly came to W city
to see me; I only visited her in her small city a very few times, and always during work trips
. It wasn't that I didn't want to see her or didn't care about her—Li was undoubtedly the most
important and most cherished woman in my life since the day I met her—but I didn't dare to see her. The reason I didn't dare was that Sha kept a close eye on me.
Except for work-related trips, Sha almost never allowed me to travel far alone, let alone have an affair with
another woman. Otherwise, if Sha made a scene, she would at least ruin my
reputation and make it impossible for me to live a normal life. The second reason I didn't dare was that I was worried about how I would explain myself if Li's parents found out.
After all, I'm a married older man, while Li is a young, unmarried woman. Most people, if they encountered something like this,
would definitely think I was seducing or deceiving their daughter, and wouldn't consider that their daughter genuinely
likes and loves me. Sometimes, I would tell Li about my inconveniences and worries, and she always seemed understanding.
She was reasonable and understanding; she said she could understand and wouldn't embarrass me. Then, Li would often
take a bus for over an hour after her tiring classes to W city for a half-hour rendezvous before rushing back to her small city.
Li would also often tell me emotionally that I was the only man she had ever loved in her life, and that no matter what happened, she
would always love me. Seeing Li's beautiful, affectionate, and earnest eyes always deeply moved me. Through
more than two years of contact with Li, I had deeply felt that Li was not only a beautiful, sincere, and kind woman, but also an extremely intelligent ,
persistent, and loyal woman. Thinking of this, I felt ashamed and embarrassed by my own timidity, indecisiveness
, and cowardice. "Am I still a real man?" I always asked
myself this. I often silently vowed in my heart: I must bring Li happiness and joy! It was another summer afternoon, and just when I was missing Li terribly, she called me. I thought Li was coming to W city to see me, but she said she wanted me to come to her house the next night, explaining that no one else would be home, and she'd be alone. I didn't understand why Li would suddenly have this idea. She knew it was a difficult request for me, especially since I didn't have an excuse to stay overnight on a business trip the next day. I knew Li didn't usually make such requests easily, and I figured she must have something important to say. After my repeated requests, Li finally told me that the next day was her 20th birthday, and she really wanted me to stay with her at her house all night. She said it was something she'd always longed for! I inwardly berated myself for being so careless. Li had told me about her 19th birthday, but I'd forgotten (maybe it's because I've never really cared much about birthdays, including my own and my parents'). Seeing that I didn't react for a while on the phone, Li probably thought I was having trouble answering, so she said, "I know it's inconvenient , so I'll just spend it alone..." When I came to my senses, I could hear Li sobbing on the other end of the line. At that moment, I felt my heart melt at Li's sobs. I quickly comforted her, "Baby, don't cry, don't cry, I promise you, I'll go!" Deep down, I also longed to go. I even yearned to be with Li every day, to be with her forever! When Li heard that I could come to be with her, her tears immediately turned to laughter, and she happily gave me her home address in detail. The next day, I dressed myself neatly and lied to Sha, saying that I had an urgent business trip and would have to spend the night away from home. This was the first time in my life I had lied to a woman. I've always believed that lying is the worst quality a man can have. How wonderful it would be if people could live honestly and without lying ! Sha believed my lie without question. Although Sha knew that our relationship wasn't harmonious, she still considered me an upright and honest man. As soon as I got off work at 5 PM, I took a taxi to the small city where Li lived. I ordered eleven "Blue Enchantress" roses from a florist and a beautifully crafted cake to be delivered to her house. I thought Li would be very happy and touched by the gifts. Whether heaven was moved by our deep affection or deliberately tormenting me, as I was on my way to Li's house , the clear blue sky suddenly darkened without warning, followed by thunder and a torrential downpour… Caught completely off guard, I was instantly soaked. Having never been to Li's house before, and unfamiliar with the streets and layout of her small city , coupled with my own apprehension, I didn't even dare ask for directions. By the time , it was already around 8 PM. Actually, Li had called me several times during that time, asking me to wait somewhere for her to come pick me up, but I still didn't dare. I was always worried that if I ran into one of Li's relatives or acquaintances, it would be very embarrassing or even I would be in big trouble. I told Li to wait at home, that I would find her. Humans are such strange creatures. They always create so many obstacles for themselves, trapping themselves in their own webs! How wonderful it would be if everyone could live easily and freely! Volume 1, Chapter 8 : Li's home was in an upscale residential area. The entire area consisted of five or six typical six- or seven-story Between the buildings were lush green trees and some bright flowers whose names I didn't know. The environment was beautiful. Li's home was on the fifth floor of one of these buildings. I dragged my wet clothes upstairs, looking left and right, and nervously knocked on Li's door. Really, I had never felt so disheveled and uneasy as I had that day. When Li opened the door and saw my comical, soaking wet and nervous state, she seemed to gloat. She jumped up, hugged my neck tightly, and kissed me several times before letting me into the room. Li was clearly in a particularly good mood today. I was also infected by Li's happy mood and felt much more relaxed and happy. Before I could even react , Li had already pulled out a light blue bathrobe from somewhere and pushed me into the bathroom, telling me to quickly take a shower and change my wet clothes, otherwise I would catch a cold. I had no choice but to obediently go into the bathroom. Just as I was about to close the bathroom door, Li suddenly pressed the door shut , looking at me with a mischievous and coquettish expression: "Don't close it, I want to watch you shower and change!" I had no choice but to give in to Li. Actually, this wasn't the first time Li had done this. Whenever I showered, Li always liked to lean against the bathroom door, watching me and talking to me. Li always said that this way she could spend more time watching me and spending time with me. And so, as I showered in the bathroom, Li leaned against the bathroom door, watching me tenderly and talking to me. I also noticed that Li was wearing a bathrobe, pink one, which made her look even more charming! After I finished showering, Li gently dried me off with a towel and helped me put on the bathrobe. How considerate Li was! I hugged her tightly! Li's home was a large three-bedroom, two-living-room suite, decorated simply yet grandly, elegantly, and warmly. Li's boudoir was filled with the fragrance and warmth of a young girl, creating a captivating atmosphere that made one reluctant to leave. Two things in Li's house were most unforgettable to me. One, according to Li, was a , lying on the living room floor. The fur was smooth and delicate, with evenly spaced brown and white markings. Especially its slightly raised face, with a gentle expression and a feminine glow, looked just like a real tigress. And then there was…

There was a large photograph of a woman hanging above the back of the living room sofa. It was a
woman sitting on a wooden swing in a garden, draped in a sheer veil, her long, flowing hair
cascading loosely over her shoulders and chest. Her hands rested on the ropes of the swing, her figure slender and graceful, her features elegant and
beautiful, exuding a natural charm. She looked to be around thirty years old. Li said it was
a photo of her mother taken last year on her thirty-seventh birthday. I was a little incredulous. I said, "She's so beautiful! I thought she was your sister.
You're so lucky." Li smiled and said, "My mom is my mom. I don't have a sister."

Suddenly, Li turned off all the lights in the living room, including the chandelier and fluorescent lights, leaving only one or two softly lit
decorative wall lamps, the candlelight around the cake on the glass coffee table in the center of the living room, and the beautiful melody of "Happy Birthday" playing from the stereo
. The entire living room was instantly filled with a rich and romantic birthday atmosphere. The
cake was a gift from me, and next to it were eleven charming yet
elegant "Blue Enchantress" roses in a beautiful glass vase, also a gift from me.
Bouquets Li said those flowers were gifts from her other friends, and of course
, some were from male friends who liked and pursued her. Li's face was filled with happiness. She hugged my waist tightly, looked up into my eyes, and said, "I'm so happy that you came to my house to celebrate my twentieth birthday with me today . You are the man I care about and love the most! If you hadn't come, I would feel that nothing would have mattered at all..." As she spoke, two lines of tears slowly flowed from Li's eyes. I could feel that they were tears of happiness, tears of emotion. I kissed Li's face, kissed away her tears, and hugged her tightly! What a happy, unforgettable moment this was! I will etch it deeply in my heart! When blowing out the birthday candles, Li made two wishes with utmost sincerity. I asked her if she could tell me what wished for, and Li mysteriously said, "I won't tell you for now, but I'll definitely tell you later." I didn't want to press further, so I gave up. That night, I sang "Happy Birthday to You" three times with all my heart for my beloved woman, Li. We drank two bottles of French red wine together, and Li, who doesn't usually drink much, actually drank almost a whole bottle. After drinking, Li's face was slightly flushed, her lips were delicate and luscious, and her eyes were filled with feminine tenderness and love, making her even more charming and alluring. I seemed to feel a little drunk myself; my blood, catalyzed by the alcohol, made my whole body feel hot and flushed. Li stared at me blankly, and I stared back blankly at Li, and then we hugged each other . As soon as we hugged, every cell in our bodies seemed to be activated by the French red wine, each one excitedly churning and colliding, as if it wanted to burst out of our bodies. My lips felt so dry … Li mumbled my name repeatedly, “Hua—hua—hua…”, while forcefully pulling at my yukata. I couldn’t take it anymore. I threw off my own yukata and ripped off cumbersome pink yukata, throwing it far away. Then I pressed my body deeply into Li’s… We were naked and tightly embracing each other, kissing, caressing, rolling, and whimpering passionately on the soft carpet in the living room … as if the whole world had ceased to exist, as if we were one. Li was like an erupting volcano, its "magma" continuously spewing forth, seemingly threatening to melt and devour me. I, however, was not to be outdone, fiercely confronting it head-on, pressing Li tightly beneath me, inserting my "treasure" deep into her body until I firmly blocked her "crater," and using the even more intense and hotter "magma" erupting from within me to melt and assimilate Li's "magma." Li murmured and moaned incessantly with bliss... Not satisfied with our battle in the living room, we moved the battlefield to Li's bedroom. In Li's bedroom, we went on and on, countless climaxes of our battle, still full of interest and unsatisfied. I have always worshipped God with utmost devotion. It was He who created us men and women; it was He who allowed us to experience the wonder of being human; it was He who allowed us to enjoy the joy and happiness of being human. God is truly great! Whenever I hear people lamenting the hardships of life and blaming fate, I always feel they are truly ungrateful and create their own troubles. But that night, the thing I never expected, yet always feared, finally happened. Just as Li and I were wildly enjoying ourselves in our bedroom, there was a sudden "knock, knock, knock" at the door. My passionate darling froze. But Li, in this extremely urgent moment, didn't panic. She simply whispered , "It must be my mom coming back. Don't worry, I'll handle it." Saying this, Li quickly put on her bathrobe, took my clothes and the men's shoes I'd left behind the door into her bedroom, closed the door, and went to open it. Volume 1, Chapter 10 : I heard a gentle, loving woman's voice: "Honey, why aren't you asleep yet?" Sure enough, it was Li's mother! I quickly hid under the sheets on Li's bed, barely daring to breathe, and ridiculously placed a few of Li's clothes and two pillows on top of the sheets. Looking back now, I was even more of a "protester than a guilty conscience" that day . "Well, it's my birthday today, and some classmates and friends just left after a bit of fun. I'm still tidying up . Mom, didn't you say you had something to do and couldn't come back today? Why are you back?" Li calmly answered her mother. Li's quick wit and composure that night left a deep impression ; I still admire her and remember it vividly. This is also a very important reason why I later willingly "dedicate" myself entirely to Li. "Mom just wanted to come back and celebrate your birthday with you, so I rushed back as soon as I finished my business. I'm so sorry, I even missed the tail end of your celebration." Li's mother kept apologizing, so sincere and gentle. What a good mother! What a good woman! Hiding under the sheets, I secretly wished I could rush out and catch a glimpse of Li's mother—my "mother-in-law's" beautiful face. "Honey, you must be tired too, get some rest. Mom will clean up, and we'll make it up to you tomorrow after I'm done with my work."

"It's a birthday celebration."

"Then thank you for your trouble, Mom," I heard Li say as she pushed open the door to her bedroom and came in, then
locked it behind her.

Only then did my heart, which had been pounding in my chest, calm down a little.

Li came over and patted the sheet on me, saying softly, "Don't be nervous, it's okay."

I crawled out of the sheet, my whole body covered in sweat.

Li said in a low voice, not without a hint of smugness, "My mom gets up early for work tomorrow morning, she won't know you're
hiding here." Then, Li added mischievously, "My mom is very beautiful, don't you want to see her?"

"How can I see her? Do you want me to embarrass myself?" I said angrily, trying to keep my voice down.

Suddenly, Li pulled me tightly and gently moved me behind the door.

My God, there was a peephole!

I carefully pressed my eyes against the peephole. Li's mother was skillfully cleaning up the mess Li and I
had left , occasionally glancing lovingly at Li's bedroom. I realized that Li's mother
was even more beautiful than the woman I had seen in the photo in the living room!

That night, I couldn't sleep a wink, both nervous and excited. Blinded by love,
the audacious Li, disregarding her mother sleeping in the next room, dragged me to her bedroom floor in the middle of the night
to have sex with her!

That's how I first met Jun, on the night I was celebrating her daughter's birthday, in her living room,
after I had made love to her daughter passionately.

Volume 1, Chapter 11

: Sha's family was considered relatively wealthy in our area (this was probably a major reason why my parents were so eager
to marry Sha, as it would lessen their burden on their son).
She had many sisters, and Sha was the eldest. Sha wasn't lame or mentally challenged, but her looks were rather average; she was the kind of
woman who was neither good enough for high-status nor low-status, making her a major problem for her family and a "key sales target." Her parents
couldn't wait to send her away and marry her off to someone else, to relieve their worries and
avoid losing face.

The day after I called, Sha came to the city and invited me to her place that evening for a "
visit ." I couldn't refuse, and besides, I had this "why not take advantage" mentality,
so I went.

It took me a while to find Sha's home in the city. Her father had bought her a
small, old-fashioned apartment of about 50 square meters, but it had a bedroom, a bathroom, a living room, and a kitchen—a small apartment that
had everything you needed. When I arrived, Sha was already there, anxiously waiting.

That day, Sha had clearly dressed up. She wore a bright red casual wool sweater, a
matching floral skirt, and off-white high-heeled shoes. She also wore heavy makeup. She looked
much more glamorous and alluring than when we first met, which even made me a little tempted.

Sha was very happy to see me, making me tea and playing music for me, showing great enthusiasm. I, who
always considered myself quite experienced and composed, was surprisingly reserved and flustered that day. To mask my
awkwardness and panic, and to reverse my psychological disadvantage, I suggested taking Sha to a dance hall. Although I hadn't received
professional dance training, I felt pretty good about myself. At that moment, my only thought was that,
no matter what, I had to gain the psychological initiative and advantage in front of Sha, so that I could completely conquer and capture her. Actually,
now that I think about it, if the relationship between a man and a woman is based on conquest and being conquered, it's unstable
, and it can't be called love. Love is an emotion of mutual attraction and pleasure built on the basis of equality between the sexes
. Love cannot be generated through conquest, much less maintained by it. Sha didn't
realize my true intentions and happily accepted my suggestion.

In the dance hall, amidst the dim and soft lights and the dazzling and intense music, I unabashedly
displayed my emotions and dance skills, spinning Sha until she was dizzy and panting. In this way, I
regained my psychological advantage. Meanwhile, this "natural, proper, and legitimate" "close contact,"
even physical intimacy, unconsciously shortened the psychological distance between me and Sha, setting the stage for my later pursuit of her.

It was past midnight when we returned to Sha's house from the dance hall. When I realized Sha didn't want me to leave
, I went along with it and stayed in her house, in her bedroom, lying down next to her.

That night, I think you can guess what happened—I did
something . And so, in my foolishness and self-inflicted suffering, I
became completely dependent on Sha. By the time I wanted to extricate myself, it was too late, and I helplessly sent myself into the "love grave" we built together
.

The most damning thing, and the one I still can't understand, is that when I inserted my hard
"steel gun" into Sha's "valley" that night, I couldn't find the pleasure a man should experience; instead, it was utterly
tasteless . At that moment, I realized even more deeply: Sha really wasn't the woman I wanted!

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