Sakura's Confession - Seduced by Her Father-in-Law

Sakura's Confession ( True　　　　Story Part Two )

********** ... 　About 　　seventeen or eighteen years ago, I moved from Hsinchu County to Hsinchu City to get married. I'm a Hakka with only a vocational high school diploma. My husband is from mainland China and lives in a military dependents' village. He has parents, an older brother, and a younger sister. My husband was a low-level civil servant with a meager salary. At that time, we couldn't afford to buy a house, and our family couldn't fit everyone in. He was very filial and didn't want to leave his parents immediately after getting married, so we rented a cheap room in the same alley of the same military dependents' village . 　　My husband's job required him to leave early and return late, with fixed working hours. At that time, I worked as a production line operator at an electronics company in the Hsinchu Science Park, working the night shift from 6 PM to 2 AM. My father-in-law was 55 years old then, a career soldier serving in Taoyuan County, and came home once a week. My mother-in-law was a typical traditional housewife, spending all her time doing housework and rarely going out. 　　My father-in-law came home every Saturday and spent Sunday with us, and the family got along very well. The year I got married, I gave birth to my eldest daughter, the following year to my second daughter, and the fourth year to my son. While my husband and I were at work, my mother-in-law helped us take care of the two children. The first five years were peaceful. Although my father-in-law was a career soldier, he seemed . 　　For the first two years of our marriage, our sex life was relatively normal. I didn't know much about sexual matters; I just played along when my husband approached me. Later, my husband started bringing home foreign pornographic magazines for me to read, and he even translated some erotic articles for me to listen to. He also introduced me to some trendy and open sexual games from abroad, such as self-portraits, female exhibitionism, wife-swapping, partner-swapping, nudist camps, etc. He would also bring home pornographic videos for us to watch together. 　　Perhaps inspired and influenced by those erotic stories, my latent sexual desires grew stronger from then on. Occasionally, I would have sexual fantasies about playing with other men, but I maintained my usual attitude wouldn't actively seek him out. 　…After a while, he started asking me to be his model for photos, and I was happy to cooperate. Growing up in the countryside and being conservative, although I harbored a latent desire for nudity, I didn't express it or agree to let him take nude photos of me. So, at that time, the most I ever asked was for him to take some revealing photos of me in pajamas or swimwear. When he went further and asked me to wear less, I politely declined, citing the possibility of others seeing the photos after they were developed. However, he would still secretly take some photos of me in revealing clothing while I was asleep. 　　Five years after our marriage, my father-in-law retired from the army. The only change in the first year was that, previously, he would come home once a week, and we didn't spend much time together, only having a family meal together on Sundays. Now, we see each other every day, and we even have lunch together every day. At this time, besides being kind and friendly, my father-in-law also gave me a more loving look in his eyes. 　　(As I mentioned before, I consider my legs to be long and attractive, and I felt my father-in-law often stared at them . I had a lecherous feeling about him, but I didn't dare say it out loud.) 　　Back then, our family's daily routine was as follows: I would go to work in the evenings, my husband would take care of the children, and I would get home around 2 a.m. and sleep until the morning when my husband and I would get up together. In the morning, we would do some housework, take the children to my mother-in-law's house for lunch , and then I would go home for a nap, take a shower, and get ready for work. 　　The second year after my father-in-law was discharged from the military, he began to launch a planned emotional offensive against me. By then, he had fully understood my daily routine, and occasionally he would bring me breakfast after my husband went to work. Since it was customary in the military dependents' village to leave the front door open after everyone got up, he could legitimately come into my house, saying that he was going to get breakfast and brought it along. 　　At first, he would just deliver breakfast and leave; but after a while, he would buy breakfast and stay for a bit before leaving ; and after some more time, he would occasionally ask me to go with him (on his motorcycle) to the welfare center to buy things. If I needed anything at home, he would generously pay for it for me. Of course, at that time, I didn't . 　　About half a year later, my eldest child was about to start kindergarten. One morning, my father-in-law said to me, "Daughter-in-law, I will pay for your child's education expenses from now on. You can save the money you earn to buy a house in the future, but don't tell anyone." 　　The next day, he gave me the tuition fee, and I couldn't refuse, so I accepted it, feeling very grateful. 　　Not long after, my eldest son started kindergarten. My life continued as before, except I felt my father-in-law was more attentive to me. Sometimes, when he took me out shopping, he would take me on a detour to the countryside to eat snacks and chat about his stories… 　　Every time the motorcycle left the military dependents' village, he would ask me to switch from a side-seat to a straddle-seat, and then switch back to a side-seat before returning to the village, saying it was to avoid gossip. To be honest, my father-in-law was a bit more handsome than my husband, and I felt a mix of gratitude and affection for him, so I didn't guard up against him. 　　When the weather was nice, I always liked to wear short hot pants (my husband called them "pussy pants," and when I asked why, he said, "Look, you can see the cleft in the middle of your fat pussy, just like what foreign models wear.") showing off my long legs; when I sat on the back of the motorcycle, I would hug his waist tightly, my breasts pressing against his back. I thought to myself, is this what he wants? 　　Occasionally, my father-in-law would deliberately touch my leg with one hand while talking. I had a woman's intuition and felt that he had improper thoughts about me, but what could I do? Besides, my husband kept instilling the idea of sexual openness in me, and at that time I really felt a little tempted. When he brought home pornographic films, I felt a particularly strong sense of stimulation when I saw films with incestuous scenes (I remember that the most popular films at that time were "Deep Throat" and " Little Cabbage ").

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