The summer that I will regret for the rest of my life

This is my true story! In reality, I could never tell this, nor would I dare…

Let me briefly introduce my situation. I come from a rural area in a coastal province in East China (
please forgive me, I don't want my shameful past to tarnish the image of my hometown). I have a brother, and my parents run a small business, working long hours
every day considered quite well-off in the area. Perhaps fearing we would be led astray,
my parents were very strict with my brother and me from a young age, never allowing us to hang out outside all day. Even if we visited a classmate's house, we
had to come home that same day.

My brother is six years older than me. He took good care of me from a young age. Except for the occasional time he would come to my house to ask for some pocket money
(when we were both very young), he never mistreated me. We had a very good relationship. When I was
in my senior year of high school, my brother got married and started living separately (in the countryside, this is called "separating the family property"). Later, I was admitted to a well-known
university in the provincial capital. The whole family was very happy, especially my brother. On the first day of school, he personally took me to the school, helped me take care
of everything, and only went back home with great concern. Before leaving, he even gave me 200 yuan. Back

then, due to limited living conditions, and my parents' fear that I would go astray if I had too much money outside, they wouldn't be able to control me.
So my living expenses weren't much, but they were generally enough to cover my average income compared to my classmates. Every time I went back home,
my brother would secretly give me 200 yuan (200 yuan each time during my four years of university, no more, no less, regardless of
how many times I went back each semester). Because I was greedy for the 200 yuan (round-trip bus tickets cost 50
yuan, while train tickets were half price, only 16 yuan, but required transfers, which was troublesome), I would go back home at least
once . Haha, my parents thought I was mature and homesick, but actually… sigh…

During winter and summer vacations, my parents were busy with their business and didn't have the energy to take care of me, so I stayed at my brother's
house . At that time, my nephew had just been born, and my sister-in-law stayed home all day taking care of the child. Since I was a university student, and
there weren't many people who went to university back then—I was the fourth university student in our village (my cousin was the first)—perhaps
out of respect (she had only graduated from elementary school), or perhaps because she thought I was a good person and good-looking (she often
spoke highly of me to others), my sister-in-law treated me very well.

To be honest, I don't think college life is as exciting as many people say. Although there are some highlights, most of the
time life is quite dull (maybe because I didn't have a boyfriend), very boring. In my junior year, one of my
roommates had a sister who worked in the provincial capital. He got a TV and a VCR from her,
along with some pornographic videotapes. He often skipped class to watch them secretly while we were in class (maybe he was afraid that if
too many people found out, the school would punish him, so he never let us watch).

Later, another roommate found out, and a few of us, while he was away, pried open his drawer and
secretly watched (he found out and scolded us severely, but because we were good friends,
he couldn't do anything about it, haha). Before that, I had never read any pornographic books, let alone watched videos.
Anyone who has watched porn knows the feeling after watching a video for the first time. That impulse and desire… That
night, I had my first erotic dream in over twenty years (maybe some people won't believe it, but it's true), and
the object of my dream was my sister-in-law!

To be honest, my sister-in-law is indeed quite beautiful, and she's very good to me. But perhaps because of our deep brotherly
bond , I had never thought about her before, nor could I. Even after watching the video, in my lucid
moments, I searched for suitable targets around me like a hunting dog; countless potential partners flashed through my
mind , but I never thought of her. But that night, in my dreams, she became the object of my venting.

Once the target was set, she frequently appeared before me, day and night. Although I constantly reminded myself,
it was to no avail. Summer vacation was approaching, and because my sister-in-law had become my woman countless times, even if only in my dreams
and mind, I still felt like a child who had done something wrong. I dared not go back, and even less dared to face my brother, sister-in-law
, and all my relatives. For the first time in three years, I chose to avoid her. First, I stayed at a classmate's house for five days,
and then, under the pretext of social practice, I wandered around for almost a week. Finally, running out of supplies, I had no choice but to go back…

Once home, I stayed indoors all day, cooking and washing my own clothes (I
never did these things at home before; my sister-in-law did them, even for underwear, which shows how much she treated me
).

That summer, my brother had a project contract and was often away from home, only coming back once or twice a week at most,
leaving again the next day. He learned about my situation from my sister-in-law and came to our house one night (
we both live in detached houses, his house is about 20 meters in front of ours). He asked me
what had happened, and I dared not tell the truth, so I lowered my head and said, "Nothing."

He said, "Nothing? Why are you home alone? Your sister-in-law has to take care of the child and
do housework all by herself, why don't you help her?"

Because my nephew is very cute, I used to help take care of him when I came home for vacation. I had nothing to say;
I hadn't learned to lie yet, and I was incoherent, so I could only agree to go to his house the next day to take care of my nephew. Actually,
the day after I returned, my sister-in-law had called me several times. I verbally agreed, but never actually went.
On the third day , she brought my nephew and asked me to take care of him. Later, my sister-in-law told me that they thought I had broken up
with my boyfriend and were afraid I would do something foolish while alone at home. He deliberately used the excuse that my sister-in-law was too busy to handle things and
made me go to his house. Poor brother, how could he know that his dearest younger brother had already
fantasized about his wife countless times in his mind? This is why I felt even more ashamed to face him afterward…

Since I had agreed, I had no reason not to go. The next day, I didn't get out of bed until my sister-in-law called
me, and then I followed her to her house with my head down… I remember that day very clearly. My sister-in-law was wearing a well-fitting
black dress, and she looked very elegant. Her full hips swayed in front of me, immediately
activating the nerve cells I had been deliberately suppressing. This was the body that accompanied me to sleep every day, and something involuntarily
became erect . I quickly walked past her, ahead of her, afraid she'd turn around and see my erection...

When we got to her house, I saw my nephew playing with a train. I immediately squatted down, picked him up,
and five or six times. Actually, I did this for two reasons: first, I really liked this cute little guy;
second, I didn't want him to see me in such an embarrassing state. My sister-in-law, seeing me playing with my nephew, walked away reassured.

So, I stayed at my brother's house for three days. Although I frequently encountered my sister-in-law throughout the day, I tried my best
to avoid her and dared not look her in the eye. Later, my sister-in-law told me that she had actually been secretly observing me,
trying to find the answer to her questions from my expressions. If it weren't for two consecutive incidents, perhaps this
summer vacation would have passed peacefully. On the evening of my third day at my brother's house, after my sister-in-law cooked dinner, she went to
take a bath. At that time, televisions were not common in the countryside.

There were only a few televisions in our village; my brother bought one because of his wedding. After dinner
, the only entertainment for most farmers, besides going to watch TV at someone's house, was really just doing push-ups.
To save electricity, most families finished eating and went to bed early. It was still bright outside, and the
beautiful weather suddenly started to rain. My nephew was watching his favorite show, Ikkyu-san. I looked up and saw
that the clothes in the yard hadn't been brought in, so I quickly ran out. Before I even reached the yard...

I saw my sister-in-law, wrapped in a dress, follow me out from under the stairs on the other side of the yard (
under was her bathroom). She was holding the dress in one hand (back then, large bath towels weren't
common in the countryside), and with the other, she was trying to grab as many clothes as possible that were drying in the rain. Perhaps to prevent them from getting wet, she grabbed
too many, and several pieces of clothing fell off, about to hit the ground. Instinctively, she used her other hand to catch the falling
clothes, and the dress, which barely covered her private parts, slipped down her chest…

When she saw me rush out of the door and face her, she quickly tried to grab the covering with both hands,
resulting in the clothes and the dress falling to the ground simultaneously… This was the first time since I was old enough to understand that
I had seen a woman's body so clearly at such close range. And this was the body that had kept me tossing and turning countless nights,
accompanying me to the peak of pleasure time and time again, yet I had never truly experienced...

When she realized she was standing before me without any reservations, she was flustered and didn't know how to protect her
private parts. Time seemed to stand still, perhaps for two or three seconds, perhaps for half a minute. When we both came to our senses,
she ran into the bathroom with a flushed face, while I frantically grabbed the clothes that had fallen to the floor. When I reached for the last
dress, I hesitated...

Later, my sister-in-law said that when she saw me grabbing the dress that had brought her shame, she
felt both ashamed and incredibly excited. That night was destined to be sleepless. My sister-in-law's snow-white body, her high, firm
breasts , and her vaguely visible valley kept flashing through my mind, repeatedly bringing me to the peak of pleasure…

Once Pandora's box was opened, it could never be closed again. That night, desire triumphed over kinship,
and I made a decision I would regret for the rest of my life: I was determined to find pleasure in her (
at the time I deliberately avoided the word "sister-in-law" in my mind, replacing it with her name).

The next day, when I went to her house again, I no longer avoided her; instead, she was embarrassed to see me. I believe my
burning gaze must have made her even more uncomfortable.

Perhaps fate destined me to become a sinner who had fallen into immorality. At noon, my nephew took a nap, and he,
who rarely , actually wet it. My sister-in-law didn't want my help, but because her bed was made of hemp rope
, she was worried that urine would get on the rope and cause it to mold and break (actually, as far as I know, this is unlikely, as hemp rope
is very resistant to corrosion). Being a bit childish, she asked me to remove her mat and replace it with a new one. After I put
the clean mat on, to avoid waking my nephew, she climbed onto the bed and gently knelt down to put him down.

At that moment, I was standing about a meter or two from the edge of the bed, looking at my sister-in-law's back, and remembering yesterday's
scene, my manhood instantly hardened. When she put her son down and turned around, looking down to find her shoes to get
off the bed, her breasts, which had already nurtured a child, were clearly visible through the neckline of her elegant black bra
. My sister-in-law, noticing my prominent erection, looked up at me in surprise. When
she realized that the person before her was no longer her usually gentle and refined younger brother, but a beast consumed by desire, all that remained
was fear…

Not all storylines are so smooth. When her sister-in-law watched the inexperienced little
leopard on her body, charging around recklessly, unable to catch its prey, perhaps her desire was aroused, perhaps she knew
she couldn't escape her fate, or perhaps her maternal instincts were awakened, she finally reached out her soft hand and pulled me from boyhood into
manhood. Surrounded not by fear, but by happiness, an indescribable pleasure instantly filled my entire body
… something hands could never compare to.

Before I could even savor the taste of the food that had just been tasted, an unprecedented peak rushed towards me, like Shenzhou VI launching into the sky with a
dazzling burst of flames. The immense thrust of the instantaneous explosion propelled me out of the encirclement, a few stray
bullets falling from the drooping gun barrel onto the mat…

From boy to man, less than ten seconds had passed. Unwilling? Unconvinced? An unprecedented emptiness filled me. Sitting in
the corner of the yard, my mind was blank…

My sister-in-law silently cleansed my sins, glancing in and out of my sight several times. I dared not look at her
…

I wasn't afraid of my family's punishment. From the moment my sister-in-law reached out, I knew I was safe…

Time passed second by second. My brother returned to my mind, and guilt gradually filled the blank…

Despicable, shameless, vile… all sorts of…

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