My daughter is also promiscuous

Lunar New Year's Eve is approaching, and it's time to celebrate our one-year anniversary with Min'er.
Since what happened between Min'er and me, I feel like I've been reborn, becoming a new person, and my sensitivity to women has returned.
Women often come back with a new hairstyle or new clothes, testing whether their men have noticed them. I'll let her know, see, and praise her
. She'll be even more adorable for a few days, and she'll reward you with extra pleasures in bed.
Paying attention to the fun in life can enhance sex life; many men don't understand this, and I only learned it after living with Min'er. I promised Min'er that I would
make love to her often. She won't accept it if it's just a routine.
There's a sense of compensation involved. I always feel I owe my wife a lot, and since she's gone, I hope to repay it to our daughter. Even what her husband owes her, I hope she
can get from me. As a father, I want to do everything I can to give my daughter the best, to do anything for her, as long as she's happy.
Do you still not understand what happened between us? To put it simply, my daughter and I are living together like a married couple.
To outsiders, we're perceived as an older father and younger wife. Our age difference isn't that great, so please don't look down on us. Compared to
professors , we can't compare academically; but in bed, I can still bring my woman to ecstasy several times a week.
Many father-daughter relationships, or age-gap couples, are either looking for a confidante or needing a woman to take care of their daily lives. What about us? We have sex and love; it's
a normal marriage. In terms of sex life, I'd give myself a passing grade, considering my "partner" is a mature woman. As time goes on, our sex life
, both in quality and quantity, meets Min'er's needs.
Frankly, at my age, I don't need to do that much.
A wife who isn't satisfied with her sex life won't be happy, so the claim that our father-daughter marriage is fulfilling is valid.
To be honest, at first, even I couldn't believe I had this ability—to get an erection every night without Viagra or any kind of aphrodisiac.
Going back to the point, I've always considered myself a gentleman. To admit that my daughter's body could move me was simply impossible; I'd never even considered it,
until that unforgettable night when I made her my woman.
As for how my daughter and I fell in love and made love, it all goes back to that New Year's Eve. That day, the sun rose in the west.
Min'er entered my life, igniting the fire of desire within me. I gave her life, but my life was transformed because of her.
How could I have slept with my own daughter, father and daughter becoming husband and wife?
It was fate combined with our own wishes.
After losing my wife last year, I spent a lonely Christmas. My wife had tormented me with cancer for several years and passed away at the beginning of the year.
Her physical pain was relieved, and I no longer had to care for her at her bedside—a relief for both of us.
Having lived with a woman for almost thirty years, losing her left me utterly alone. People say that because a man's life cannot be without a woman
to manage it, he will soon find a second spring. My wife, on her deathbed, told me to find a woman quickly after she died, that she wouldn't mind.
She was thinking of me even in her dying moments, but I didn't take it seriously. My daughter was already married, and I had no ties to her. For years, due to my wife's frail health, we hadn't had sex,
and I'd gotten used to it. Life without sex wasn't difficult; I poured my heart into my career, and the pain of losing my wife seemed to gradually heal. Until Christmas, when the company closed
, forcing me to confront the reality of loneliness.
I've said I'm a gentleman; in other words, I'm someone who does nothing but go to work, come home, eat, and sleep. I declined all social engagements
unrelated , so besides drinking alone in bars, I stayed home, playing Elvis Presley's "
Are You Lonely Tonight?" on a record player.
Suddenly, on Christmas Eve, Min'er called, asking if she could come home for a few days.
I asked her why.
She said she had discovered her husband's infidelity and wanted a divorce.
It was late at night when Min'er arrived. When I opened the door, Min'er stood there with simple luggage, looking haggard. My heart broke. That man—
the day I took Min'er to the church, entrusting my daughter's life's happiness to him, he was cheating on her.
I offered my daughter my shoulder, and she buried her head in my chest, sobbing uncontrollably. I wrapped my arms around her waist, gently patting her back to comfort her.
Suddenly, I realized how close I was to my daughter. I had lost my wife, and her husband was unfaithful; in the world, only she and I remained as my closest relatives.
Yet, she was also so distant. For so many years, I had only focused on my career, never spending time with her. Even in the past year, when her marriage was in trouble,
I hadn't shown her any consideration or encouragement.
She sobbed, "Daddy, thank you for letting me come back." I said, "Welcome back, this is your home." She said, "Thank you." She
kissed my cheek, just like she did when she was little. Before closing the door, she peeked out again and said to me, "Daddy, thank you. Without you, I really
don't know where I could go." I couldn't help but shed tears too. Only then did I realize how deeply I loved my daughter. Moreover, I also understood that my love
was not just about giving birth to her and raising her; a seed of love had been sown in our hearts, waiting for the right time to sprout and bear fruit.
Friends, are you lonely tonight? Can my story cheer you up? Want to know how we came together? What
unforgettable things happened that New Year's Eve? Please tell me.
My daughter returned home, and my heart was filled with mixed emotions.
A married daughter shouldn't be here with me. My husband was terrible, but he was still my husband; he should have gone back sooner or later. But she came back, to my side. The lifeless
home was revitalized.
In the evening, when I come home, someone has cooked dinner and is waiting for me, just like when my wife was still alive.
Sometimes, I think my wife hasn't died. She's a younger version of my mother, with her features, her gestures, and her tone.
She never knew how to cook; my mother always did the cooking, and after marriage, a Filipino maid served her. But things she wouldn't do at her husband's house, she does at her father's,
washing her hands and cooking.
"Daddy, how is it? Is it good?" She brings out the soup, stands beside me, anxiously awaiting my evaluation.
When I see her, it's like when she showed me her report card as a child, and I can't help but smile.
"Daddy, what are you laughing at? I haven't seen you smile in a long time." Yes, it's been a long time since I smiled. There's nothing to be happy about. Since Min'er came back, it's like
returning to happy days when the three of us were together.
"Min'er, you've become more cheerful. Have you figured things out? When are you going back?" "I've figured it out, I've decided never to go back." "Oh, what are your plans for the future?"
"I haven't thought about it yet." "You can't stay cooped up at home all day. Young people need to go out, find friends, and have fun." "What about you? Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, do you have a meeting?"
Having a meeting is a man's excuse for not going home. I didn't.
"How about we go out for a New Year's Eve dinner and watch the fireworks?" "It's too late, people booked tables early, there won't be any big meals waiting for you." "Let me try."
Min'er didn't even eat before making the call. After several attempts, she found a place. The most expensive hotel in the city, with the best sea view, had just been canceled, so she got it
.
"Dad, I booked a table, we're going to have sex tomorrow!"

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