Family scandals should not be aired in public.

The incestuous relationship described in this article is not fantasy; it actually happened to someone I know. Upon first hearing about it, I felt a disgusting erection. I've used
pseudonyms . The entire incident took a year or two to complete, and to cater to popular tastes, I've shortened and embellished the details. Even if the parties involved read this, they probably
wouldn't notice much difference; at most, they'd think it was a similar incident.
Although this is written in the female first person, I cannot say anything unless the person involved told me personally. Please use your imagination.
I'm terrified of being questioned by the police. If, unfortunately, you see me and invite me for questioning, I will vehemently deny it, saying it was purely a biological
academic discussion, and any suspicion of illegality is just your imagination. This is my first time writing in the female first person; please forgive any shortcomings.
My name is Zhuang Yijing, 32 years old, an accountant at a bank. I've been married to my husband for less than a year. He's a lawyer at a law firm; we met through a friend
and got married.
My husband comes from a single-parent family; his mother, my mother-in-law, passed away when he was six. He and his sister were raised by his father. My father-in-law is
a retired civil servant, a generous and outgoing man with a wide circle of friends. Before our marriage, he always gave me a very good impression, until that incident.
My husband and I work in the north, and my father-in-law came all the way north for our wedding, naturally staying in our apartment.
Our apartment is a two-bedroom, two-living-room layout. Because of our urban lifestyle, we only had one landline phone in the bedroom, and
that's where started.
On our wedding day, everyone was exhausted, and my husband and I were too embarrassed to have sex because my father-in-law was in the guest room next door. The next day, my husband and I went to work, leaving my father-in-law
alone at home. The incident happened after we returned.
Because of my habit of locking the door when there's an "outsider" in the room, my father-in-law was very unhappy about this. When he came home that evening, he told me that this was his son's
house, so why should it be locked, and that he couldn't come into our room to make a phone call. Although I didn't understand why he didn't use a cell phone, I still agreed at that moment
and gave him a key.
But the incident happened the very next day. Because I'm a financial advisor at a bank, I get off work earlier than my husband. When I got home, I saw my father-in-law come out of our
room . Even if it was just for a moment, I could see a hint of panic in his expression. He then acted like a very kind father-in-law, warmly asking why I
was home so early. That feeling made me uneasy, but I told myself he was on the phone in his room.
Of course, the truth was different. I usually shower as soon as I get home. As usual, I took off my suit and threw it into the laundry basket along with my stockings.
While throwing away my clothes, I noticed that yesterday's stockings and underwear were on top of the basket. This was different from my usual habit. I picked up
the underwear and stockings from the basket and was shocked to find them sticky. I knew the fishy smell was from semen. At that moment, I was terrified because
only my new father-in-law would do such a thing, and he was right outside the door.
Terrified, I called my husband on my cell phone. He answered and told me he was in a meeting and would be working overtime that night to develop a case so our
honeymoon could start smoothly the day after tomorrow. I wanted him to come home quickly. My husband asked me why, but I couldn't answer. Perhaps he thought I was just being coy because I didn't answer, and
he comforted me by saying his father was home and we were safe. But he didn't know that what I feared most right now was his father.
I didn't even dare to take a shower. Just as I was panicking in my room, there was a knock on the door. My father-in-law was outside asking me what I wanted for dinner. I quickly
put on my clothes and stood behind the door, but I didn't dare to open the doorknob. The fear
and helplessness I felt facing the door made me almost cry. When the lock clicked open, I remembered that my father-in-law was holding a...

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