She then had relations with her son-in-law and his neighbor.

After my daughter moved to Miaoli last year, our family would visit Miaoli every now and then for a day. Since their house
was only a little over 20 pings (approximately 6.6 square meters), it wasn't comfortable for us to stay, so we always returned the same day. Ah Chun would occasionally bring my daughter
and her family back for a visit and a meal. With these back-
and-forths, Ah Chun and I never had a chance to be alone together. He was very trustworthy and dutiful, acting as if nothing had ever happened between us. But I had a guilty
conscience and often secretly recalled what happened last year when he and I made love at our house.
This latest incident happened last month, starting
on . Ah Chun and her daughter brought their one-year-old grandson from Miaoli back to their home in Hsinchu for a visit. Her daughter said she needed my
help with . When I asked her what it was, she said that her company was sending two groups to Sanzhi Tropical Island for a training program. The first group's program would last two days
, and she was scheduled for next Saturday, September 18th, and
Sunday nanny was unavailable on those two days, so there would be no one to look after her grandson. She asked if I could take care of him for two days
. I told her that I could hire someone to cover for him at my restaurant for two days. Ah Chun immediately said that he would pay for the cover.
I asked her if I should go to Miaoli or if they should send their grandson back. My daughter said, "Either way is fine. If Mom
goes to Miaoli, then Ah Chun can come to pick Mom up after work on Friday and we can go to Miaoli together. I
'll go back home and then send Mom back to Hsinchu."
I said, "Why go through all that trouble? I can just take the train back to Hsinchu myself."
My daughter said, "Another way is if we send him back. On Saturday morning, Ah Chun
can bring the child over before going to work, and then pick him up after work in the evening to take care of him himself. That way, you only need to hire someone to
cover ."
At this moment, I had other plans in mind (thinking that my chance had come). I deliberately asked Ah Chun if he had any objections. He
said that if he brought the child over so early in the morning, he was afraid it would disrupt the child's routine. Before he could finish speaking, I hurriedly said, "I'd better go to Miaoli
instead !"
I casually asked my husband if he wanted to come along. He smiled (I sensed a strange expression on his face) and said, "I
have to work the shift, you can go by yourself." (Since our daughter got married, my husband has been
showing me incestuous articles about his mother-in-law and son-in-law from time to time. I know exactly what he's thinking, but I don't show it. I'm just
secretly happy that he has to work the shift.) So we agreed that Ah Chun would pick me up after work on Friday.
After my daughter and her family left after dinner, I sat down next to my husband and jokingly asked him, "What were you secretly laughing about when you
said I was going to Miaoli by myself? Were you secretly hoping I
'd sleep with my son-in-law? I've told you several times he's my daughter's husband, I could never have a relationship with him.
Don't hint at anything anymore. I've already gone out with you for threesomes so many times! You still want to see me and
my son-in-law commit incest? You're really perverted!
I'm warning you, if you keep this up, I won't go on the date with you tomorrow." (A week ago, my husband
told me he had arranged a date on September 13th with a single man we had a threesome with a year ago, who was bringing his male online friend
for a foursome. I was actually quite looking forward to my husband's arrangement.) However, on the surface, I always pretended to be
reluctant . Afterwards, my husband would sometimes ask me how I felt, but I never commented on those people I met at the meet-and-greet events. I just said
, "As long as you're happy!" I wanted my husband to really believe that I was just going along with him reluctantly.
My husband then said with a grin, "My dear wife, don't misunderstand. I know you can't have
a relationship with him, and I didn't mean it that way. I won't have those thoughts anymore. Is that okay?
I'll do the dishes today. You go take a shower. We have to leave at 7:30 tomorrow morning!"
I laughed and said, "That's for the best, or you'll be in trouble!" That night, I didn't sleep well at all.
On the one hand was going to Miaoli next week and was fantasizing about the possible romantic encounters that might happen. On the other hand, I was
looking forward to the foursome the next day. (This is my problem; whenever I have something planned for the next day, I get so excited I ca
n't sleep .)
The next day, September 13th, I had already arranged my vacation. One of the two handsome guys was 29 years old, named Xiao Peng, who had a threesome with us a
year ago and worked as a programmer at a computer company in Xindian; the other was 27 years old, named Xiao
Bao, who worked as a graphic engineer at a computer company in Neihu. They both took half a day off in the morning, so my husband arranged to meet
them at 9 am.
Early that morning, we drove from Hsinchu to the Tamsui Mangrove MRT station, met the two young men, and then
went to a nearby motel. My husband brought three digital cameras that day, and the three guys agreed to each take one
and take as many photos as they wanted. The two young men were very cooperative and let my husband take as many pictures as he wanted (the photos taken that day will be posted
later in [Poetic and Picturesque]). My husband really enjoyed taking pictures that day.
The three hours of rest from 9 am to 12 pm, needless to say, brought me great pleasure and satisfaction. To be honest,
their ministrations left my legs weak. After leaving the motel, I saw the two handsome young men off to the mangrove forest to catch the MRT. We
then drove slowly back to Hsinchu via the western coastal highway, resting and having lunch at Yong'an Fishing Port. Back home,
having not slept well the night before, I fell asleep immediately and slept until my husband woke me up to cook dinner.
For the first two days, I was in a particularly good mood, constantly fantasizing about how to arrange to have
sex . However, the next few days were a rollercoaster of emotions for me. Typhoon Fanapi was approaching,
and the weather forecast predicted it would hit eastern Taiwan around Saturday. I was terrified that my daughter's company event on Saturday would be canceled,
ruining my long-held plan to sleep with Ah Chun. So I kept calling my daughter to ask about the situation.
On Friday afternoon, she called to say that because Typhoon Fanapi was expected to move towards central and southern Taiwan, the company's activities
on Saturday would proceed as scheduled. She asked me to get ready and wait for Ah Chun to pick me up. She also told us not to go out for dinner yet,
but to go out together when we arrived in Miaoli. I said, "Why waste money going out to eat? We can just eat something casual at home."
My daughter said that someone was treating us! I asked who was so kind, and my daughter said, "It's our neighbor, Brother Zhang."
Actually, Brother Zhang is four years younger than me, in his prime. He's a Hakka from Miaoli, from my
hometown, and also the manager of my daughter's electronics factory. He seems to be financially well-off. I don't know why he's divorced,
but he lives alone in the same building as my daughter. He often comes to my daughter's house to make tea or have a drink with Ah Chun.
We met about half a year ago when we visited my daughter's house. He happened to be making tea at her place. Because we're both Hakka
and close in age, we had a pleasant chat. Everyone knows that Hakka people chat
non-stop in Hakka when they get together. Even when we go back to my parents' home, my husband is used to us speaking Hakka and he just watches quietly from the side.
We drank tea while watching TV.
Later, we went to my daughter's house and had dinner with Brother Zhang twice more. He and Ah Chun both had a good tolerance for alcohol, but my husband
doesn't drink much and had to drive, so I represented him in drinking. I have a bit of courage to drink, but my tolerance is not very high. Taking sorghum liquor
as an example, half a glass would make my face turn red and I would start talking loudly; one glass would make my heart race, and
I would start making a scene, singing and dancing. If I drank any more, the last half glass would make me look foolish on the spot, and I would fall asleep in front of everyone. If I drank the last half glass
quickly and a little more, I would be unconscious, just like my husband said, being played without even knowing
it! Just like the post from 1996, "My Husband Planned to Get Me Drunk and Played With."
Both times I drank with Brother Zhang were at my daughter's house, and I only drank half a glass each time. Because I have a rather
outgoing , I became even more open after drinking, and we all got along well, laughing and joking. With my mature woman's intuition, I could tell that
Brother Zhang quite admired me. In other words, he probably saw me as a sexual object he was pursuing. Actually,
I had a pretty good impression of him. He was of average appearance, around 170cm tall, and had a strong build. Most importantly, he was very polite
and courteous .
I could vaguely sense that he had designs on me. Although I'm quite open about sex and have had several sexual
partners , I'm not indiscriminate in my relationships; I screen those who pursue me. My approach is always
passive; I don't want to bear the responsibility of actively seducing men, so I wouldn't actively seek them out. But if
Brother Zhang pursued me, I probably wouldn't turn him away.
That's what I thought, but given our relationship, there's probably no chance we could get to know each other. A month
ago, during our last drinking session, he kept emphasizing that we should definitely tell him next time we went to Miaoli, because he wanted to treat us to
a meal.
My daughter continued, "He heard you were coming to our house alone, so he insisted on arranging a meal and drinks
for ."
I said, "Why be so polite? We're not that close. We've only met a few times and had two meals together. I'll just
decline." (Actually, I wasn't entirely sincere. I thought my daughter's house was probably boring anyway, and even if Brother Zhang didn't
have any romantic intentions, it would be nice to have someone treat her to a meal and have some fun!)
My daughter said, "I asked Ah Chun to decline, but Ah Chun said we're very close to Brother Zhang, and
he taken good care of us. He said how could I possibly decline? Oh, and Ah Chun said we shouldn't let Dad
know Brother Zhang is inviting you to dinner, because he might misunderstand why he's inviting you."
I said, "He's overthinking it! It's just a meal. Your dad isn't that petty. I won't tell him,
so he won't worry."
(I can't blame my husband for being so cautious; he just doesn't understand that his father-in-law, despite his outwardly respectable appearance,
is a true pioneer of sexual openness. He doesn't know we're supporters of wife-swapping, he doesn't know his father-in-law has always
wanted me to have a relationship with him, and he doesn't know that his father-in-law wouldn't be jealous if his friend slept with me.
But I don't understand why Ah Chun specifically told my husband not to know about our dinner. I'm guessing that Brother Zhang
and Ah Chun have some kind of secret between men regarding me. Otherwise… I'll ask him in the car later
! Although we just had a foursome on Monday, honestly, given my current physical needs and psychological state, I
not only hope to relive my old feelings with Ah Chun, but I also hope Brother Zhang will make a move on me. I wouldn't rule out the possibility of him and Ah Chun
plotting to have sex with me together. Hmm, I'll find out everything when Ah Chun comes to pick me up.)
I called my husband and told him that our daughter wanted me to go to Miaoli to have dinner together. He said it was fine, that we didn't need to prepare anything
at home , and that he would just eat a bowl of beef noodles outside and come back. Ah Chun called at 5:10 to say he'd be
there in ten minutes and asked me to wait for him downstairs. I'd originally planned to just wear any casual clothes,
but I deliberately chose a tight-fitting short skirt, a V-neck t-shirt, and a pair of high-heeled open-toe sandals. This way,
I could show off my proudly long legs and reveal a bit of cleavage—sexy enough!
This is my standard outfit when my husband and I go out to social events. I rarely dress like this in my everyday life
, afraid of being seen and talked about by acquaintances. I also brought a casual outfit to wear to my husband when we got back, so he
wouldn't overthink things if he saw me dressed so sexily. I also brought a silk, ultra-thin, sleeveless, low-cut black nightgown with lace trim on the chest and hem,
and a pair of black fishnet stockings, just in case.
As I walked out of the community gate, the security guard said, "Miss S, where are you going dressed so sexily?"
The security guard and I were all familiar with each other. I laughed and said, "Sexy? What's so sexy about that? I'm an old lady! I'm going to
my daughter's house in Miaoli. My son-in-law is coming to pick me up."
While I was waiting for Ah Chun by the roadside downstairs, several passersby walked by, their eyes fixed on my thighs.
A little while later, Ah Chun's car arrived. I got in, greeted him, and sat down. I pulled my short skirt up a bit for
comfort , and when I looked down, my legs were completely exposed, almost revealing my underwear. He said, "I saw
a long-legged, sexy hottie standing by the roadside from afar, and I was just about to drive over to admire her. But when the car pulled up
, I realized it was Mom! I thought I was mistaken! Haha! Did Dad see you dressed like this?"
Hearing his praise, I secretly smiled and said, "What! Didn't see me dressed like this before? Are you surprised
? I'm older now. When I was younger, I was quite daring with my clothes, so this is nothing. But
I try to be more conservative in front of your dad. He hasn't gotten off work yet, so he didn't see me dressed like this (actually, if I dressed like this
every day , my husband would be even happier), don't worry!"
We were silent for a moment, and I noticed Ah Chun's eyes occasionally glancing at my thighs. As the car
drove along , before entering the Hsinchu interchange, I saw a row of betel nut beauties on the roadside, all wearing see-through bras. I pointed at
them and said to Ah Chun, "Look at how they're dressed. Compared to them, what am I?" I
remembered what I wanted to ask him: "By the way, about Brother Zhang treating us to dinner tonight, Yuqin (my daughter) said not to tell her
father. Why is that?"
The car turned onto the highway, and Ah Chun said, "On the surface, I told Yuqin that you came to Miaoli alone,
and we arranged for outsiders to treat you to dinner and drinks, because I was afraid he would be unhappy." So Yuqin
agreed (of course, Yuqin didn't know that her dad was a repressed, sexually liberated type, and we didn't want
the kids to know these things). Actually, I had another concern. Last time I drank with Brother Zhang, we
chatted happily in Hakka, and then Dad went to watch TV. I felt he was a little unhappy, and to avoid
him overthinking, I thought it was better not to let him know.
Thinking it was just a small matter, I teasingly reached my left hand onto Ah Chun's right upper arm and gently stroked both...
I patted him twice more and said, "You're overthinking it. Actually, your dad seems a bit serious on the surface, but he has a very good
temper . He doesn't meddle in other people's business, and he rarely interferes with what I do when I go out. We trust
each other a lot."
He interrupted me, saying, "I haven't finished yet. There's something else about Brother Zhang that's a bit troublesome. I
don't know how to tell Mom."
Hearing him say that, I thought it was pretty much what I had guessed. It must be a secret between the two men.
I said, "What can't be said? We're all adults. Just say it!" I
reached out gently patted his right thigh. I saw a slight reaction in his crotch,
a bulge in the middle. If I were sitting in my grandfather's car, I would have already unzipped his pants, pulled out his penis, and started
giving him a blowjob.
It seems Ah Chun responded to my teasing. He took a deep breath and said, "I hope
Mom won't tell Yuqin what I'm about to say. I don't want her to know! You know, Brother Zhang and I have been neighbors for seven or eight years
. We both divorced three or four years ago (I didn't ask for details about the reasons). We often ate and
drank together, and occasionally went to karaoke bars with hostesses. So our friendship is
very strong . He's a good person and wouldn't do anything inappropriate.
After Yuqin and I got married, he didn't ask me to go karaoke anymore. A few days after you guys came to eat with him,
he invited me to his house for tea. He was acting unusually and said he had something to ask me." He asked for my help, and
I said, "Given our friendship, why would we need to be so serious?" He said, "Then I'll be frank
. I really admire your mother-in-law. I think she has a very outgoing personality, is easy to get along with, and has a great figure—
she has the charm of a mature woman. I've been smitten with her for a long time. I originally wanted to pursue her myself and
become friends , but I felt awkward asking you for help first."
I was quite surprised to hear this. Even if he liked you, he could pursue you without telling me, and how you two
interacted was none of my business. But how could he ask me for help? Because I'm your son-in-law! Wouldn't that make
me a son-in-law pimping for his mother-in-law? Before addressing this serious issue, I did a few analyses in my mind:
First, from the perspective of our good friends, he has been single for a long time, and his physical and emotional emptiness is indeed
worthy of sympathy. It's natural for him to want a female friend, and I would be happy to introduce him to a girlfriend. However, he
has taken a liking to my mother-in-law, which puts me in a difficult position.
Second, from my mother's perspective, the fact that he told me beforehand indicates that he wouldn't rashly pursue me and
cause trouble. Associating with someone so sensible shouldn't lead to any messy entanglements or lingering problems.
Third, from Yuqin's perspective, her current job was specially arranged for her by Brother Zhang last year when the economy was bad
, and Brother Zhang is Yuqin's... The supervisor takes good care of her at the company, which not only makes us owe him a huge
favor, but we'll also need his help to look after Yuqin in the future.
After careful consideration, I finally replied, "How can I, as her son-in-law, help with this
? If my wife and father-in-law found out, they'd kill me! I don't know if my mother-in-law is open-minded enough
to accept this, but I think she has a good impression of you. At most, I can only arrange for you
to invite her to dinner and see how she reacts. If she accepts readily, there's a chance. Whether it succeeds later
depends on your own efforts and luck. What do you think?"
Brother Zhang thought what I said made sense, and he said he'd wait for me... "It's all arranged. So last Friday, we
agreed you'd come to Miaoli. Yuqin and I came back to Miaoli from Hsinchu, and I went to tell him. He was
very happy to hear that and insisted I arrange for him to treat us to dinner. That's how it is, but ultimately, it's up to you to decide
whether to accept his dinner invitation. It doesn't matter whether you accept or not; let him decide for himself if you're politely declining his...
um ..."
I said, "Um... what um... pursuing me!" He laughed awkwardly and said, "Yes,
don't be angry! I really didn't know what to do, so I told you first, hoping you could
handle it . Maybe that's better." He's still waiting for my call.
At this moment, the car was about to enter the bridge . At the tollbooth, I thought, although I secretly hoped he would pursue me, my
body needed more people to satisfy it, and I had a pleasant time with Brother Zhang, and I had a good impression of him.
How could I let go of this opportunity? But my main goal this time was to rekindle my old flame with Ah Chun. How could I get both of them
, and make them think I was passive?
I deliberately sighed, "How did things turn out like this? You call and accept his
invitation first, and I'll think about how to handle it." I dialed Brother Zhang's number and asked him where he was having dinner that night
(this was probably their code, indicating that I had accepted the invitation). Then I said, "I understand, we'll
be there in about fifteen minutes." "We've arrived." He hung up the phone and said to me, "Brother Zhang is very happy; he'll be waiting for
us at our house."
I already had a rough idea of what to do next. I asked Ah Chun, "While I'm not a promiscuous
woman, I'm not old-fashioned either, otherwise I wouldn't have had a relationship with you. (Haha!) After listening to your
analysis, I think for Yuqin's job, I can reluctantly accept his pursuit.
I can't guarantee how far we'll go. This is essentially helping you and your husband, but Yuqin and others can't know. I want to ask
, since you and Brother Zhang are so close, you haven't told him about us, have you? Otherwise, why would he want to pursue me
?"
He hurriedly said, "No! I..." "I swore I didn't say that." I said, "Aren't all men good at bragging?
They wish people didn't know how good they are at picking up girls!" He said, "I wouldn't do that."
I said, "Okay, then let me ask you again, Brother Zhang praised me so much, he fawned over me so much, didn't you
feel that way about me, or did you still want to rekindle our relationship?" He said, "Of course I do.
When you were so sexy, I couldn't help but get hard. Last year's experience was even more unforgettable, but I
didn't dare to think too much about it because you said last time it would only be once, and then we would go back to a normal relationship, so I kept my promise."
I said, "Great! So this time I helped you and your husband, how are you going to thank me?" He said,
"Whatever Mom says, as long as it's within my power, I'll agree."
I really wanted to tell him, "Our daughter won't be home tomorrow, let's invite Brother Zhang over for a threesome tonight."
But given my position, I couldn't possibly make such a request, so I said, "I'm glad you agreed! I'll ask you one
last thing: if I really had that kind of relationship with Brother Zhang, what would you think? Would you be jealous?
Would you look down on me?"
Ah Chun said, "First, I won't look down on you, because you reluctantly agreed for the sake of us as a couple
. Second, adults have to take responsibility for their own actions. If you feel you're willing and it's worth doing, then go ahead and
do it your way. But extramarital affairs must be kept a secret, and we must agree that they won't affect each other's families and normal
lives . Only then can it last and be perfect, like what happened between us. Third, I'll be jealous, but
I won't dwell on it, because some things can't be changed."
He added, "Mom, I wonder what Brother Zhang will think of you dressed
like this today. He might think you dressed up especially for him! He'll definitely be staring at your legs!" I smiled and didn't say anything.
The car quickly exited the interchange and soon arrived at their community. The weather was fine along the way, not like there was
a typhoon.
When we entered my daughter's house, Brother Zhang and his daughter were already waiting for us. We greeted them, and I went over to pick up my grandson.
As soon as I picked him up, my skirt naturally rode up, and just as Ah Chun had said, Brother Zhang's eyes kept sneaking
glances at my thighs.
My daughter said, "Mom! Isn't this dress mine?" I said, "We still have a lot of
clothes you wore when you were thinner. They fit your sister and me perfectly now. We'll give them back to you when you lose weight." My daughter said to Ah Chun,
"It's hard to lose weight! Look at my mom, she's so fit, she doesn't look 45 at all!"
After chatting like this for a while, Brother Zhang said, "Let's go! We can set off now. My sister likes to eat free-range chicken (I
felt very touched. I mentioned that I liked free-range chicken when we ate together before, and he was listening to me and remembered
what I said). Today, I specially found a Hakka restaurant near our factory. Their poached chicken
is very famous !"
Our family rode in Brother Zhang's wike to the restaurant. He said he knew I get headaches from drinking sorghum liquor, so
he brought a bottle of Green Label whiskey (I was touched again). He ordered several dishes, all of which were delicious.
Knowing these two men were already under my control, I felt very good.
Amidst laughter and games of drinking, I drank a little too much. Although I really wanted to have a good time, I
didn't want to be too flamboyant in front of the younger generation, especially since my daughter was leaving the house the next day, and they both had to go to work. Seeing that it was
almost , I felt my face flush and my heart race, feeling a bit dizzy. On the way home, I thanked Brother Zhang and invited
him to my daughter's house for dinner the next evening, which he gladly accepted. I arrived at my daughter's house after nine o'clock, took a shower,
changed into my daughter's pajamas, chatted with them for a while, and then went to sleep.
The next morning, my daughter and Ah Chun left together, while I stayed home with my grandson. With a happy heart, I pondered how to allocate my time these past two days, besides having dinner together tonight, to spend alone with the two handsome men, since I
was originally planning to take the train back to Hsinchu tomorrow afternoon.

URL 1:https://www.sexlove5.com/htmlBlog/201016.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=201016&aspx=1

Previous Page : I touched my sleeping sister in the middle of the night, and I really didn't know...

Next Page : I love my sister

增加

comment Open a new window to view comments

Contact Information

She then had relations with her son-in-law and his neighbor.

comment Open a new window to view comments