[The Secret of the Son-in-Law] Author: Unknown

The Secret of the Son-in-Law 's Marriage

Author: Unknown
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Living alone in a strange city, without a house, I have nowhere to stay. Owning a house has always
been my dream. I work hard for it, earning praise from my boss, and my career advances
quickly , with a monthly salary exceeding ten thousand.

Many suitors appear, but without a house, where will I live after marriage? So I
ignore them. Seeing my peers getting married one by one makes me anxious, but with my monthly salary of ten thousand,
I don't know when I'll be able to own my own house. My age increases year by year, and before I know it, I'll be
thirty. Some

people advise me to take out a loan to buy a house. I told my parents, but they are old-fashioned. Hearing that I wanted to borrow so much
money, they trembled with fear and vehemently disagreed, saying I might not be able to repay it and be hunted down—their words were chilling.
I've always been a dutiful son, so since my parents disagreed, I gave up and focused on saving money through my salary. At 33,
after working for seven or eight years, I'd saved over 500,000 yuan, and I thought I could buy a new house in a few years.

But then things took a turn. A 23-year-old girl at my company, Xiaojing, started pursuing me. She was ten years
younger than me. She was very beautiful, with a fair complexion, big, bright eyes,
red lips, and white teeth. She was about 1.65 meters tall and slightly plump.

To be honest, I really liked her, but I still had to tell her the truth: I didn't own a house.

She smiled and said, "I do."

Since she owned a house, it saved me a lot of trouble. I could save my 500,000 yuan for
a . So I agreed to date her.

After spending some time together, I learned that since her father died in a car accident two years ago, she had been
living with her mother—the house she mentioned. Her mother always wanted her son-in-law to move in
with her so they wouldn't be separated. Xiaojing, a dutiful daughter, had been looking for someone from out of town to work in this city. She set
her sights on me, a hard-working man, even though we were ten years apart. She liked me because her mother often said
that older men knew how to cherish her.

The first time I went to her house to meet her mother, I was a little nervous. After all, this was my first
girlfriend , and also the first time I'd met her mother.

On the street, Xiaojing bought some fruit, her mother's favorites. Xiaojing told me I
bought it.

How could I spend a girl's money? I decided against it. After some arguing, I finally gave in.

Upstairs, Xiaojing opened the door and called out, "Mom, I'm home!"

A middle-aged woman emerged smiling, scrutinizing me carefully. Her eyes told me she
knew I was coming.

I bowed deeply and said, "Auntie, hello."

She replied, "Oh, come in quickly," showing great enthusiasm. She seemed to have a good first impression, which
reassured me. I took off my shoes and went inside.

Auntie said, "Please sit down first, I'll get you some fruit." This had been prepared beforehand and was brought
out .

Xiaojing said, "Mom, he bought this for you."

Auntie politely replied, "You've already come, why buy anything?" She took it and smilingly carried it to the kitchen.

I had time to look around the spacious house. It was a three-bedroom, two-
living-room Everything was neatly arranged and clean; it was clear that Xiaojing's mother was a
tidy person.

Xiaojing pointed to the east door and said, "This is Mom's room." Then she pointed to the west door and said, "This is my
room." Pointing to the north, she said, "That's the study; Mom likes to read."

Auntie put down the fruit and came out, sitting on the sofa and asking about my situation. Actually, Xiaojing
had already told her about my situation, so this was just a formality.

While she was doing this, I also observed Auntie. She looked very much like Xiaojing, with a fair complexion and
large eyes, though there were slight crow's feet at the corners of her eyes. He was also slightly overweight, a bit
more , and you could tell at a glance he was an intellectual.

Xiaojing's mother was very satisfied with me, which hastened our marriage. We got married soon after, and
I moved into Xiaojing's house. The young couple was very happy, and soon Xiaojing gave birth to a son. My mother-in-law was naturally
overjoyed , doting on the baby and holding him all day long. At night, she would simply bring the baby into her room.
I think this was an opportunity for Xiaojing and me to make love; I was truly grateful to my mother-in-law.

The company wanted to expand its business and selected several people with good English to study in the United States. My wife, Xiaojing,
was unfortunately chosen because she spoke the best English. Some of the selected women were married, and some were
not They were all going together, which put my mind at ease, since Xiaojing wouldn't be alone. But I was seething with anger.
I had finally found a wife in my thirties and was enjoying sexual pleasure, and now it was all gone. They were gone for
quite a while , a full three years. But it was the company boss's assignment; who dared to disagree? It seemed that for the next three years, I would have to rely on
masturbation to get by.

At the airport, Xiaojing kissed me goodbye with tears in her eyes, whispering, "Three years isn't a short time. You need to manage
things down there and not cause me any trouble."

I gently told her, "Don't worry, I'll wait for you to come back."

Xiaojing said, "Be good to my mom at home and don't make her angry."

I said, "I will. You also need to take care of yourself and not overwork."

Xiaojing smiled and said, "I know."

After Xiaojing left, everything was as usual. I went to work, came home, and drove back and forth
between . My mother-in-law, as usual, took care of the children and cooked meals for me every day. But at night, I
was all alone by the computer, watching the words Xiaojing sent from the other side of the world, telling me about her studies.
We couldn't chat until ten o'clock before she had to go to sleep; things were very strict over there. This left me to masturbate in bed.

Masturbation requires fantasy. At first, I fantasized about the women in my company. I liked
women who were overweight, and I fantasized about embracing their big buttocks and making love. It felt really good. Later, without realizing it, he started
fantasizing about his mother-in-law, and it became an uncontrollable obsession; he fantasized about her every day. Although he felt sorry for Xiaojing, he...
I couldn't resist, because my mother-in-law also had a large, plump butt.

I'm ten years older than Xiaojing, and my mother-in-law is twelve years older than me. She was forty-seven that year, but because she rarely
went out and stayed home, she had great skin and looked only thirty-five or thirty-six. Her face was almost
identical to mine. Several times when I took her on trips, people mistook us for a couple, but she always
corrected them. I knew that when people complimented her on her youth, that was when she was happiest.

Although I fantasized about masturbating with my mother-in-law at night, I was always timid and never dared to express it to her,
always outwardly respecting her. Sometimes I thought, "Mother-in-law, I want to fuck you," but I said, "
Mom , what do you want to eat today? I'll buy it for you when I get home from work."

My mother-in-law always held the baby and said, "No need, just buy some formula for the baby when you get back; we
're almost out."

Watching my mother-in-law's big butt as she turned away, I was incredibly envious.

I became completely absorbed in my work as soon as I arrived at the office, managing to do two days' worth of work in one day. Suddenly, I received a
call from my mother-in-law, saying she had been in an accident, hit by a car, and was currently in the hospital. Asking for leave was
easy , since I had already finished my work, and my boss even showed concern, letting me rest a few more days to take care of my mother-in-law,
for which I was very grateful.

At the hospital, my mother-in-law's injury wasn't too serious; she only had a minor fracture in her ankle and would need to stay in
the hospital for about a month to recover. What worried her most was my child, saying, "I'll trouble you to take him to and from
kindergarten these next few days."

He's my son, so taking him to and from kindergarten is normal, but my mother-in-law was all alone in the hospital, and my child
cried for his grandmother every day, which really troubled me for a while.

I was juggling work, caring for my mother-in-law, and looking after my child, and I was overwhelmed.
I made a tough decision and enrolled my child in extended-term daycare for two months. This way, I would have time to go to work and
visit my mother-in-law.

During this time, I learned a lot. I learned to cook and do laundry myself, and I often brought
my mother-in-law clean clothes to change into, as she was a very clean person and changed her underwear every two days.
When she had an IV drip, I would sit by her bedside and feed her bite by bite.

People in the hospital thought we were a couple and envied my mother-in-law for finding such a considerate husband, which she
was very grateful to. Actually, I was just fulfilling my filial duty, yet people misunderstood.

A woman said to my face, "Sister, you are so lucky to have found such a loving
husband."

In the past, my mother-in-law would have strongly objected, but that day she didn't say a word, tacitly agreeing with her statement. Seeing
that she didn't say anything, I didn't say anything either.

A month later, my mother-in-law was able to get out of bed and walk, so I helped her walk back and forth in the corridor. I noticed
that she intentionally or unintentionally staying very close to me.

Honestly, supporting my mother-in-law always gave me a little urge; my penis kept throbbing. I tried to hold back,
even though it was painful, but somehow I really enjoyed it.

A nurse in her thirties asked what I did for a living, and I answered truthfully. The nurse exclaimed, "It's a good
company, he earns a lot!" Then she said to my mother-in-law, "Sister, you're so lucky! You don't have a job, yet you found such a
good husband. We're all so envious!"

My mother-in-law glanced at me, her face slightly flushed, and said, "He's alright, his income is quite high." She tacitly
agreed .

I didn't know how to express my feelings, so I pretended not to hear.

Before I knew it, my mother-in-law's leg had improved a lot; she could walk on her own without support, and it was time to be discharged.

After I finished the discharge procedures and helped my mother-in-law out of the ward, she put one arm around my waist and grabbed my
hand to put it around her waist. We walked out of the ward like that, attracting envious glances from everyone.

Back home, everything returned to normal. Although my mother-in-law still had a slight limp, she could cook for me now. I always
said, "Mom, don't work so hard. I know my cooking isn't to your taste, but I can buy it."

My mother-in-law would say, "No way," with a clear hint of coquetry in her voice. "You still need to learn to be thrifty," she'd say. But this
sentence didn't sound coquettish; it sounded more like a command from the lady of the house.

With such frequent contact with my mother-in-law, I started masturbating more often at night, fantasizing only about her. I
was despicable; I fantasized about her as a very lewd woman, imagining her moaning and begging me to fuck her, and then I'd lift her
two white thighs and thrust my penis in hard. I even fantasized about her giving me oral sex and swallowing my semen.

But on the surface, I still treated her like a gentleman, never daring to violate her in the slightest.

That night, I did extra work for my boss and got home a little late. As soon as I entered, I smelled a delicious aroma.
My mother-in-law had prepared a sumptuous dinner: four dishes and a soup. On the table were two bottles of fruit wine, a bottle of
baijiu (Chinese liquor), several cans of beer, and soft drinks. My mother-in-law was sitting at the table, lost in thought.

Seeing me return, she stood up and said, "You're back. I've been waiting for you." Her expression was slightly reproachful, like
a wife scolding her husband. "Some of the dishes are cold. I'll go heat them up for you."

I said, "No need, Mom. I'm hungry now. I'll eat right away."

I noticed that my mother-in-law seemed to have dressed up carefully today. Her hair was permed, she wore a little eyeshadow and
lipstick, and she was wearing a dress, making her look even more charming.

I asked, "Mom, what's the occasion today?"

My mother-in-law said, "There are two happy events today."

I asked, "Two happy events? What are they?"

My mother-in-law said, "First, my foot doesn't hurt anymore. Second, it's my birthday."

I felt really ashamed. Since marrying Xiaojing, I had never celebrated my mother-in-law's birthday. Actually, I had suggested
celebrating my mother-in-law's birthday, but she said, "I'm almost fifty, what's the point of celebrating a birthday? Every time I celebrate, I
feel sad , and another year has passed." So, Xiaojing and I didn't celebrate her birthday. But
what's wrong with my mother-in-law today? She's celebrating her own birthday! I'm puzzled.

I said, "Mom, it's your birthday? Why didn't you tell me sooner? I could have bought you something."

My mother-in-law smiled and said, "What's there to buy? We have enough to eat at home, why waste money? Besides, these
things were bought with your money."

I was about to say something more when my mother-in-law said, "Don't say anything more, today is just to have a good meal. I've had a terrible time..."
"Death is often followed by good fortune. Come, sit down. I'd like some fruit wine today, and you can have the baijiu."

Respect begets respect, so I sat down, opened the fruit wine for my mother-in-law, poured it into a stemmed glass, and poured myself some baijiu.
Without a cake or candles, I clapped my hands and sang "Happy Birthday to You" several times for her. My mother-in
- stared intently at me, her gaze revealing something unfathomable.

After finishing the song, I raised my glass and said, "Mom, happy birthday. Cheers!"

I've always had a high alcohol tolerance; I could down three glasses of baijiu (about 100ml each). I downed it in one gulp. My mother-in-law
grunted and also downed hers.

My mother-in-law clearly couldn't hold her liquor. After a bottle of fruit wine, her face turned as red as an apple, her eyes began to glaze over,
her body started to sway, and her tongue became slurred.

At first, she thanked me, then gradually began to say that they had mistaken us for husband and wife.
As she spoke, her words became incoherent, and I couldn't understand her anymore.

I said, "Mom, you're drunk. Go back to your room and sleep."

My mother-in-law nodded, got up to leave, but swayed and managed to stop.

I said, "Mom, don't move, I'll help you." I grabbed her and helped her, staggering, into
her bedroom.

When we reached the bed, just as I was about to help her onto it, she suddenly grabbed my neck and fell onto the bed, and I
followed suit, collapsing onto her soft body.

She whispered, "Give it to me, oh, give it to me."

I tried to get up, but she held me tightly, refusing to let go. Her mouth began searching for mine,
demanding a kiss. Wasn't this what I'd been dreaming of? I started kissing her, and began touching her
buttocks and breasts through my pants.

My penis began to harden, pressing against her vagina through my pants. No, I had to make love to her today
, or my penis would explode. I started to take off my mother-in-law's pants. She cooperated, but her arms
around my neck wouldn't let go, as if she was afraid I'd run away.

It took a lot of effort to pull off her pants, even her underwear. I touched her and found she was already soaking wet.

I quickly pulled off my own pants, took out my huge penis, and thrust it inside. Only then did my mother-in-law
release her grip on my neck, moaning.

I'd drunk eight ounces of baijiu (a type of Chinese liquor) and was half-drunk, so my semen didn't come out immediately. We went at it for half an hour,
bringing my mother-in-law to orgasm three times before I finally ejaculated. Then I got sleepy and fell asleep next to her. When

I woke up the next morning, I found myself naked from the waist down, but my mother-in-law wasn't there. Hearing
familiar sounds from the kitchen, I knew she was cooking. I quickly put my pants back on and fled to my room, too embarrassed
to leave.

Time ticked by, and it was almost time for work. My mother-in-law hadn't called me yet; she was probably
angry . I had no choice but to steel myself and go out. My mother-in-law and I locked eyes, then quickly looked away.

The food was already on the table. Neither of us spoke during the meal; we ate in silence
, occasionally glancing at each other but quickly looking away. I noticed my mother-in-law's face was flushed.

For the past few days, neither of us had spoken a word. She cooked for me as usual, and we sat facing each other,
each eating silently. After I finished, she cleared the table, and I went to work as usual.

A week later, my mother-in-law spoke her first words: "We should bring the baby home."

That day, I brought my son home. He was naturally happy to see his grandmother and was very affectionate. At that moment, I
saw a long-lost smile on my mother-in-law's face. Children are the bridge between husband and wife; could they also be the bridge between my mother-in-law and me?

We both knew about the lovemaking we had that day, but neither of us said anything. If my mother-in-law had really
drunk , she would have woken up earlier than me and would have seen me completely naked from the waist down, and herself in the same state.

I, however, remembered the events even more clearly; I could still vividly recall the moment I penetrated my mother-in-law. We remained
awkwardly apart, neither of us uttering a single word. I truly didn't know how furious Xiaojing
would be when she returned and found out about my relationship with her mother. I've always been timid; even though I'd only been with my mother-in-law once, I didn't dare ask her for
a second time. I was just struggling, not knowing how long this would last.

It was a quiet night. I suddenly remembered the guilt I'd felt these past few days—I hadn't masturbated at all.
I fiddled with my penis for a while, it became hard, and I still fantasized about my mother-in-law. But the thought of that day we made love made it go soft
again. What should I do? What should I do?

My door opened, and seeing the dark figure entering, I knew it was my mother-in-law.

She called softly, "Are you asleep?"

I dared not answer.

My mother-in-law called out a few times, and when I didn't answer, she crawled into my bed, slipped her hand inside my underwear,
and gripped my penis tightly. She whispered, "I know I'm not good, but I really need it. Wake up, give it to me."

I then realized that my mother-in-law hadn't been drunk that day. Since she'd come to me, I naturally didn't hold back. I reached into
my pants and fondled her large, soft buttocks.

We started kissing, took off all our clothes, and started making love again. This time, it was done while I was completely sober
. I was fully engaged, and my mother-in-law was equally passionate. I gave her two orgasms before ejaculating.

After we finished, neither of us spoke.

My mother-in-law got up to leave, and I grabbed her hand, saying, "Mom, can you sleep here?"

She said, "I need to go see Xiaobao."

I said, "Can you just lie down for a little while?"

She thought for a moment, then gently lay back down in my bed.

This time, I didn't have to fantasize. My mother-in-law's hand was stroking my penis, and I could touch her entire body.

As we chatted, I learned that my mother-in-law had always been grateful for the meticulous care I had given her in the hospital. When
we were mistaken for husband and wife, she felt a sweet warmth in her heart.

We talked until midnight, feeling as if we had known each other for a long time, and then we made love again before falling asleep.

Several times during the night, my mother-in-law heard the baby crying and got up to soothe the child. Once the child was asleep, she
returned to my bed.

Excited, I woke up exceptionally early the next morning. Looking at my still-sleeping mother-in-law, and recalling
the passion , I began to caress her body, thinking to myself, "This time I don't need to fantasize anymore; my mother-in-law has truly
made love with me. I want to make love with her every day from now on."

My mother-in-law is a light sleeper, and she woke up as soon as I touched her. She looked at me sleepily and asked, "Wanting it again?"

I nodded, and she nodded too. I climbed on top of her and thrust my penis inside. Perhaps because I ejaculated twice last night
, I didn't ejaculate even after a long time. Then the baby started crying again. My mother-in-law said, "Go downstairs,
we'll do it again ." So she got up to take care of the baby and cook for me.

As I was leaving for work, my mother-in-law saw me off at the door, saying, "Drive carefully on the road." It was clearly
the feeling of a wife seeing her husband off.

I went over and hugged her, squeezing her large buttocks and kissing her, saying, "You also need to be careful on your way to take the baby to
kindergarten ."

My mother-in-law shyly replied, "Mmm."

From then on, we did this every day before work, and after work, it was like a couple who hadn't seen each other for a long time,
spending a longer time embracing and kissing. Then, when we made love at night, it really felt like we were a married couple. Gradually, our
way of addressing each other changed; we started calling each other by our names. My mother-in-law's name is Su-Fen, and that's what I called her when I was having sex with her, and she
liked it.

After having sex with my mother-in-law for a long time, I got used to it, and naturally, a lot of passion arose. I loved having her
lie on the bed and touching her snow-white, big buttocks, kissing them with my face, my mouth, and rubbing them against her breasts, before penetrating her from behind.

Of course, her breasts were also very nice, and they felt wonderful to suck on. Our most common position was me with
my arms around her neck, one hand stroking her buttocks, while her hand squeezed and rubbed my penis before we made love.

My mother-in-law preferred the missionary position, while I liked to change positions. Each time, she would do many things at my request
, and she would silently cooperate.

However, the first time I asked her to perform oral sex, she flatly refused. Later, when I bent down to lick her vagina, she also
strongly objected, saying, "No, no, it's dirty there."

But I still pried open her hands and slowly began to lick. Although she started to enjoy it, she still said,
"It's dirty there."

I said, "If you love someone, you will love every part of her." Then, I said affectionately, "Su-fen, I love you," and
continued licking.

My mother-in-law stopped struggling and nodded in response, "I love you too."

Then I raised my penis and pointed it at her, and she took it in her mouth. Perhaps my words had an effect,
because from then on, she no longer refused to give me oral sex, and I often ejaculated into her mouth.

The first time we did anal sex, she was very curious and asked, "Can you do this too?"

I knew she had never done it before, so I considered it as opening her virgin territory.

I said, "Yes, you can." And then I inserted it.

To be honest, her moans weren't from pleasure, but from pain. She cried out every time I inserted it a little, but
she didn't refuse, so I continued. In the end, it took a long time and a lot of effort to insert it all the way in.
We did it four or five more times after that, but because she said it was uncomfortable, we did it less often.

Sometimes my mother-in-law would subtly ask me how Xiaojing and I made love. Of course, I would exaggerate and give a rambling account,
basically trying to make her sound more lewd. But she would just laugh and say, "You two are something else."

However, when I asked her how she and my father-in-law made love back then, she would refuse to talk about it, always saying, "Don't ask."

Seeing that she didn't want to talk about it, I stopped asking. This is a regret for both of us; I still don't know
how my mother-in-law and father-in-law made love back then.

At first, making love with my mother-in-law was very passionate; we would do it more than twice every night. Later, as time went on, it
returned to normal, once a day.

I loved it when my mother-in-law had her period. When we couldn't have sex, I would pretend to be in great pain, acting
like I would die if I didn't ejaculate, and she would give me oral sex.

To be honest, seeing my mother-in-law with my penis in her mouth felt incredibly good. I would stroke
her round face, look into her big eyes, and ejaculate into her mouth with great pleasure.

I remember one day, I drank with friends until very late and went home. I was really drunk that day, and I fell asleep as soon as I hit the bed,
without having sex with my mother-in-law.

When I woke up, it was almost eight o'clock, and I was definitely going to be late for work.

Just then, my mother-in-law came back from dropping the kids off at kindergarten. I hurriedly got dressed and asked, "Why didn't you wake me? I'm going to be late
."

My mother-in-law said, "I did wake you, but you didn't wake up. I know you drank too much tonight, but I couldn't bear to."

For the first time, I lost my temper with my mother-in-law and yelled, "Don't you know when I go to work?"

I rushed out without even washing my face, and when I realized my mother-in-law didn't come out to see me off, I turned around and saw
her sitting on the sofa, tears streaming down

her face. I knew that my outburst had hurt her, and I felt a pang of heartache. I went back, hugged my
mother- and kissed her, saying, "Su-fen, don't be angry.

It was my fault." My mother-in-law pushed me away and said, "Go to work," and then tears streamed down her face. She looked really wronged, and my
heart ached even more.

I picked up the phone and called the company, saying, "My mother-in-law and I have something to do today, we'll be a little late."

As the manager's trusted assistant, taking leave is easy for me.

My mother-in-law looked up at me and asked, "I'm fine, I'll be done in a bit, you go to work."

I hugged her and said, "You're fine, but I have something to do." I started to undress her.

My mother-in-law smiled through her tears and said, "You took leave just for this?"

Seeing her smile, I smiled too and said, "Yes, that's why I took leave."

We made love on the sofa in the living room. While we were making love, I admitted my mistakes and kissed away the tears on
my mother-in-law's face.

She naturally admitted her mistakes as well, telling me not to yell at her like that anymore.

I said, "I won't anymore, I'll love you properly."

I sped up, and my mother-in-law reached orgasm, then silently waited for me to ejaculate
deep into . Then I got up, put on my clothes, and went to work.

This time, when my mother-in-law saw me off, we still kissed, touched each other's buttocks, and said goodbye. On the way, I grinned mischievously, thinking I
was apologizing to my mother-in-law with my penis.

As time went on, my mother-in-law and I really started acting like a couple; calling each other by our first names had become a habit.
One day in public, I... (The sentence is incomplete and ends abruptly).

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