My beloved mother-in-law

I know full well that having sex with my mother-in-law is an immoral and degrading act, but what
could I do? After all, it happened, it became a fact. We all know that humans are emotional beings, and sometimes
emotions can't overcome reason. After my own experience, I finally understood
how so-called rapists turned to crime. While chatting on QQ, I discovered many strange names related to mothers-in-law. I would often
greet and chat with them for a while. Their experiences were basically the same as mine, except that they had sex with their mothers-in-law while their wives were away on business trips, studying
abroad , or away on school trips. I
had sex with my mother-in-law six months after my wife's sudden death, when we were still caring for each other. On QQ, I told my friends about my true experience
. They sympathized with me and my mother-in-law and cared about us. Some were even
moved by what they heard, saying how they wished they had met such a beautiful and kind mother-in-law. I enjoy chatting in the "Over Fifty" chat room because I love my mother-in-law. I
like chatting with other women around her age in this room. They often greet me when they see my username, asking me to talk about our relationship and its
background. Many of them want to know how our first time happened—whether it was me or my mother-in-law who initiated it. I
understand some friends ask out of curiosity and sincerity, while others are just looking for excitement and fun
. Regardless of their motivation, I try my best to answer their
questions. I'll tell them the truth if I can, because I believe that online, no one knows anyone else
, and there are no secrets that can't be shared. My mother-in-law came from an ordinary working-class family. She worked as
a nurse and head nurse in the pediatrics department of a state-owned enterprise hospital her entire life.
She was hardworking, simple, and a model of a virtuous wife and loving mother. Not only was she beautiful, but she also had a very kind heart. Why do I say she was hardworking? Because my mother-in-law
was always respectful to the elderly and caring for the young. She was thrifty and managed the household well, supporting her parents-in-law in their old age and taking care of my father-in-law's daily needs and raising
her two children. I remember after I became her son-in-law, I often heard her neighbors say,
"Sister Zhang's life has been so difficult and unlucky. She not only had to take care of her parents-in-law and husband, but also raise her two
children and go to work." When my mother-in-law was 42 years old, my father-in-law (the driver) unfortunately suffered a lumbar spine fracture in a car accident. From then on, my father-in-law
was bedridden until he passed away. From the day of the accident, my father-in-law
spent almost all his time in the hospital. At that time, my mother-in-law's parents-in-law were old and frail, and their children were young. Therefore, the burden of supporting my father-in-law fell on
my mother-in-law alone. Fortunately, my mother-in-law worked in the hospital and was able to take care of my father-in-law. According to regulations, my mother-in-law also received half
of the nursing salary. In November 1996, my father-in-law spent his last year in the hospital, passing away at less than 58
years old. My relationship with my mother-in-law reached
its peak during the final days when his condition rapidly deteriorated. In the last three months before his death, he needed constant care, day and night. As his son-in-law, it
was my duty to look after him. Because of my busy work schedule, I could only care for him on Saturday afternoons and Sundays
, sometimes taking half a day off to relieve my mother-in-law. My brother-in-law (who was paid to care for him
) usually took care of him in the evenings. My mother-in-law had taken early retirement to care for my father-in-law, as she
also . I remember one Saturday afternoon, I took half a day off to relieve my mother-in-law at the hospital. My brother-in-law
arrived promptly at 8 pm to relieve me. Although my home was more than ten kilometers from the hospital, and transportation was convenient, it
got dark early in winter, and the road closed early. As before, I planned to stay at my mother-in-law's
house , as I had a key to it. I ran into my college classmate after leaving the hospital. We found a place and started drinking. By the time I got back to
my mother-in-law's house it was past 11 pm, and I was quite drunk. I quickly washed up and lay down when I heard
my mother-in-law crying. Without thinking, I rushed to her room without even putting on more clothes. I
asked her what was wrong, and she said she was worried about me. She said that I had caused her a lot of trouble
, especially when her parents-in-law passed away. She said I had helped them a lot, providing money and running errands. She said I had
gone My father's illness has deteriorated rapidly, and it seems there's no way he can get better. I often come to take care of him
, and I feel terrible for not being home sooner. I started crying because of this. When I heard that she was crying because of this,
and that she had also drunk quite a bit, I sat down by her bedside to comfort her. I said it was nothing, that it's nothing for a young person to run around a bit
, and that it was what I should do. It seems like Dad's illness is incurable, and all we can do right now is to alleviate
the suffering he endures. I told her to cook whatever he wants to eat, and not to worry about the money for his funeral, as I'm
here for her. The more I said that, the more she cried. I comforted her for about 20 minutes, but she still didn't stop crying.
Later, I felt it was too uncomfortable to sit on the edge of the bed, so I simply put my legs up on the bed and leaned against the headboard
to comfort her. Because I had drunk a bit too much, I talked a lot, and now, looking back, I don't even know what I said
. The clearest sentence I remember is that I said, "If Dad really passes away, I'll take care of you until you're old." After I said that, my mother-in-law cried
sadly and grabbed my hand, moved. Without thinking much, I grabbed her hand
and started talking to her in a comforting tone. I don't know how long we talked, but I actually fell asleep on her bed. Maybe
it's because drinking makes it easier to fall asleep. When I woke up in the middle of the night, I found my mother-in-law sleeping next to me, or rather,
I was sleeping next to my mother-in-law. She had covered me with a blanket. By then, I was sobering up a bit. I didn't dare
move; my heart was pounding, as if my blood was boiling. In this situation, a person's physiological instincts strongly necessitate
a woman , but with a living, breathing woman lying right next to me, I started to have questions. Why didn't my mother-in-law
wake me up to sleep with her? Why did she cover me with a blanket and let me sleep in her bed? Why didn't she go to another room
to sleep, but instead slept in the same bed with me? I felt a surge of excitement. I touched my legs and realized I was only wearing a small pair of
briefs . I felt a little embarrassed, wondering if my mother-in-law had seen anything while I was asleep.
At least she must have seen something when she covered me with the blanket. I felt a little ashamed, my face flushed, and I didn't even dare to turn my neck.
The house was quiet, and I could clearly hear my mother-in-law's soft snores, knowing she was sleeping soundly. But I still didn't dare
to move because she was so close to me. I didn't even have the courage to go to the bathroom. I really hoped my mother-in-law would wake up immediately and
give me a way out, but I also didn't want her to wake up. I could only quietly think about those shameful things.
I reminisced about the days I spent with my mother-in-law, the things we said and did, the meals we shared,
the housework we discussed. I recalled her smile, her gait, every part of her body: her fair
skin , her long, black hair with a few silver strands, her beautiful eyes with slight crow's feet
, her full lips, her voluptuous figure, her high breasts and large buttocks. Although she was over fifty,
she looked like she was in her forties. No wonder people said my mother-in-law was a doctor; she must have taken some kind of tonic
. Her appearance didn't match her actual age at all. Scenes of my mother-in-law flashed through my mind. Only now did I realize how beautiful and charming she was
. And she was sleeping right next to me, so close. I could easily turn around and
hug . The more I thought about it, the more excited I became. I couldn't wait to turn around and hold her tightly in my arms. I didn't know
what it would feel like to be with a woman 21 years older than me, but the thought was always wonderful. I slowly turned my head and found my mother-in-law lying on her back. The light streaming in from outside clearly showed her beautiful
face, her lips slightly parted, her chest rising and falling. A 53-year-old woman still looked so
lovely and alluring. I deliberately moved a little, and seeing that my mother-in-law didn't react, I turned my body completely towards her and
deliberately shook the bed. Seeing that there was still no reaction, I gently lifted a corner of the blanket and saw one of
my mother-in-law 's arms and half of her body. I found that my mother-in-law was only wearing a white women's vest. I felt my heart pounding
. After looking for a while, I didn't dare to completely lift the blanket, so I gently covered her up again
. I couldn't fall asleep at all, thinking about derogatory things. Just as I was engrossed in these thoughts, my mother-in-law suddenly turned over
, draped an arm over me, and mumbled something incoherently. I was both nervous and
excited , but I was too hasty in my excitement. My mother-in-law hadn't woken up at all; it turned out she was talking in her sleep while turning over.
At this point, I was extremely nervous. My mother-in-law's arm was on top of me, and I dared not move, yet I dared not let go.
After about half an hour, I couldn't hold on any longer, so I slowly grabbed my mother-in-law's arm to move it aside. Just
as I was about to let go, she woke up. She hurriedly pulled her arm back, saying apologetically that she was still half asleep, and asked when I
had woken up and why I couldn't fall asleep. I smiled and said, "How could I fall asleep with you sleeping next to me, especially with your arm on top of
me?" My mother-in-law hurriedly turned over and said she would go to sleep in another room. I grabbed my mother-in-law's arm and said, "Don't
go! I was just joking with you! You can sleep here!" I took the opportunity to hug my mother-in-law, saying, "Mom, I've been awake
for almost an hour, and I can't fall back asleep at all. I've been thinking about you the whole time! I can't take it anymore! I need you! I love you
! Let me hug you, Mom!" My mother-in-law was surprised and tried to pull away, but I held her tightly. Seeing
that
couldn't force me, she said, "You silly child, I'm your mother-in-law. I sleep in the same bed with you because I saw you were drunk and asleep, and I didn't have the heart to wake you. I actually treat you like my son. How could you have such
thoughts? Besides, you're so young, and I'm so old. Although such things happen all the time, it
's still unreasonable." Hearing that my mother-in-law's tone was somewhat conciliatory, I continued, "Mom, I don't mind that you're old. In my
eyes say yes! If you don't say yes,
how can I face you tomorrow? I'll be so ashamed. Please give me this face and say yes. I'm begging you, if you still won't listen, I
'll hug you!" Actually, I had already thought of these words before my mother-in-law woke up. I anticipated that she wouldn't immediately agree to my
actions , so I had planned how to persuade her. Seeing that I was almost in tears, my mother-in-law could only say that she really couldn't do anything with me, and poked me on the head with her finger
. Seeing that my opportunity had come, I quickly lifted the blanket and completely pulled my mother-in-law into my arms. She
was still shy and tried to avoid me, her body constantly falling towards the side of the bed,
until she was almost at the edge and couldn't move anymore. I felt that my mother-in-law was quite fleshy, much fuller than she looked when she was dressed. At my
height of 1.75 meters, it was difficult for me to fully embrace her, but her daughter was slender. They were
about the same , 1.64 meters, her daughter might be slightly taller, but the contrast between the mother and daughter's weight was significant. I excitedly forced a kiss on my mother-in-law's lips, but she wouldn't cooperate, saying that it wasn't clean and it wasn't hygienic. I said I
didn't mind. I felt that the more she said that, the more I liked her, which showed that she paid attention to hygiene, after all,
she was a medical professional. My mother-in-law gradually gave in to me. I knew what was about to happen, but her lips remained
closed . Perhaps it was because she hadn't brushed her teeth. My hand reached for her breasts; they were large,
soft, and cottony. I tried to take off her panties, but she held them tightly. I had to
force my hand inside. She said my hands weren't clean and I couldn't touch her, and that her private parts were dirty, so she needed to wash
them. I felt incredibly excited and thrilled. But just then, the phone rang. My brother-in-law called from the hospital, saying my father-in-law was seriously ill, and it was very
frightening. He told my mother-in-law to come to the hospital immediately; he had something to say. After hanging up, my mother-in-law said, "Your dad might not make it. We have to go to the hospital right away." She quickly packed her things
and left. I offered to go with her, but she said no, and told me to rest until dawn before going to the hospital. After my mother-in-law passed away, I collapsed onto her bed in despair, recalling everything that had just happened. I regretted
not acting sooner. Suddenly, it dawned on me: my father-in-law was critically ill. I couldn't think about anything else; I had to get to the hospital immediately
. Two days later, my father-in-law finally passed away. It
was —a regret in life, a regret that lingered even while he was alive. Naturally, I took care of everything for my mother-in-law, handling her funeral arrangements. She wasn't in great pain;
in fact, she was moved to tears several times after the funeral by my actions. Since my father-in-law's death, my relationship with my mother-in-law has remained silent. We
seem . We haven't had the chance to spend time alone together like before, and we feel much more
distant now. Although my brother-in-law is divorced, he has to go home every night to take care of my mother-in-law, and she often stays at our
house for a few days. But with her wife and children around, it's not very convenient. In my spare time, I often recall that night I spent with my mother-in-law. Even when I'm making love with my wife,
I think of her. Sometimes I even dream of kissing and making love with her. Then one day, I never expected my wife to suddenly pass away from a heart attack
. This was a huge blow to my mother-in-law. She was bedridden for nearly two months, only
managing to get up after encouragement from relatives and friends. She had also lost a lot of weight. In my grief, I often visited her. She said that we were both
unlucky, and she would burst into tears when she spoke of her sorrows. What could I say besides words of comfort? I said...
Mom, don't be sad, don't cry and ruin your health. You look so much older and thinner now. If you keep going like this, your body
won't be able to take it. You have to cheer up! Otherwise, no one will take care of my child. I miss my child so much
. For nearly two months since my wife passed away, my mother has been taking care of the child. After graduating from university, I didn't go to
the city where my parents live. My parents haven't retired yet and still have to work, so taking care of the child has become
a major part . My mother-in-law said she also misses the child, so why don't we bring him back? After the child came back, my mother-in-law's mood improved a lot. Coincidentally, my company was sending me and my colleagues
on a business trip to the south. When my relatives found out, they suggested that I take my mother-in-law and child out for a while, maybe it would make my mother-in-law feel
better . This time we went to many places, Shanghai, Suzhou, Hangzhou, and also Qingdao and Weihai in Shandong
. My mother-in-law had a lot of fun, although she felt very tired taking care of the child. But my mother-in-law's mood was indeed much better
. She was talking and laughing, like she was more than ten years younger. After returning from my business trip, my mother-in-law no longer showed excessive grief. She recovered quickly, her hair was dyed black
, and she didn't look 54 at all. Wearing the
clothes , she looked radiant and full of energy. She even started to dress herself up more confidently, as if she
were full of hope for life. Two months later, my brother-in-law found a girlfriend, and she urged them to get married. My mother-in-law said that since my father-in-law had passed away less than a year ago,
we couldn't
have a wedding. I said, "New things should be done in a new way. Don't be so particular. Just invite a few tables of relatives and friends and have a simple ceremony. You've been divorced for several years; it's time to settle down. Look, you're almost 30 and still don't have children. Don't you want to
hold your grandchildren ?" With my persuasion, my mother-in-law agreed. There was no banquet, no red ribbons, and no firecrackers
, but the atmosphere that day was very lively. My mother-in-law drank quite a bit of the toasts, her face flushed and her spirits high. I, too, was a little tipsy. That evening,
she said she wouldn't go back to her house; she wanted to stay at mine for a few days, letting my brother-in-law and his wife have some fun. I knew what was going to happen in the days to come, and I felt incredibly excited and happy. My wife had been gone for almost
half a year, and every night when I was alone in the empty house, my wife, my mother-in-law, and women would linger in my mind
, making it impossible for me to get through the loneliness and solitude. You can imagine what it's like for a healthy 33-year-old man without a woman
. When I stumbled home, my mother-in-law was already there. Before my brother-in-law's wedding, I had
sent to my mother's so my mother-in-law could help with the wedding preparations. Now it was just the two of us at home
. Because I had drunk too much, I collapsed onto the sofa as soon as I got in. My mother-in-law poured me a glass of water, saying the bathwater
was ready and she was going to take a bath, and that I should rest too. But I had no intention of resting. I was fantasizing about my mother-in-law's
bathing and whether I should do what I had always wanted to do that night. I wondered if my mother-in-law
would agree to my plans, given that my father-in-law had passed away less than a year ago and her daughter had only been gone for six months. I wondered if she even had those feelings. Maybe she
had figured things out, and the alcohol had given her courage, so she wasn't thinking about it anymore. She just wanted to play it by ear. When I felt she was almost finished bathing, I pretended to fall asleep on the sofa. When she finished and found me
asleep , she muttered to herself, "Look, you didn't even cover yourself up. What if you catch a cold?" She called me a few times, but I pretended to be fast asleep and didn't wake her up again. I vaguely felt my mother-in-law cover me with something, take off my shoes, and lift my legs onto
the sofa . I heard her footsteps as she left, which added to my sense of loss. But thinking that there was still plenty of time
, I was confident I could wait, so I pretended to be asleep and didn't get up immediately. When I opened my eyes, I realized all the lights in the house were off. I knew my mother-in-law had gone to sleep too, but I still didn't
get up . My mind was racing, wondering what to do next. My throat was churning, and my blood was boiling.
I desperately wanted to go there immediately… I couldn't wait any longer. I got up, drank the water my mother-in-law had poured for me, washed my face and feet
, and brushed my teeth. I brushed my teeth longer than usual, hoping to wash away the taste of alcohol from my mouth. I even cleaned my genitals
. Then I went straight to my mother-in-law's room. My mother-in-law slept in the double bed that my wife and I shared. Usually, when she came to my house, she slept in the double bed with the children. Perhaps my mother-in-law was prepared and had already figured out what I was going to do (she told me later), so she
didn't close the door. After I went in, I called out "Mom!" My mother-in-law responded; she wasn't asleep yet. I then said, "Mom, I
want to sleep here. I hope you'll agree." She didn't answer immediately, just paused for a moment,
and then said, "I know what's on your mind. You truly are a good man and a good son-in-law! I'm deeply
grateful for all the help you've given me, whether it's financial, familial, or emotional support. I will never forget it
! The only way I can repay you is by helping you raise your child to adulthood! Your child will always be my grandson! You should find another
woman start a new family. With your looks and circumstances, you could easily find a young and beautiful girl. I'm
old; I can't hurt you. You shouldn't have those thoughts about me; you'll regret it. Besides, our current state of mind
doesn't allow us to do that!" I said, "Mom, don't say anymore. What you said is what I should do.
I won't consider getting married for the next few years. We'll talk about it when the child is older. You'll have to take care of our daughter.
Raising is my greatest wish, and I should be grateful to you. As for what I want to do, I won't regret it. I thought about it
early and maturely. Before I get married, you can live with me and help me take care of the child. You won't have to worry about me when you get
old . Although you have a son, I am also your son. I will take care of you until the end. You
will always be my mother." My mother-in-law was moved to tears again by what I said, and she talked about how hard her life had been, and so on
. Seeing that I was still standing and talking to her, my mother-in-law quickly said, "Sit on the bed! Your legs look so tired!" I playfully
said, "Mom, you promised me!" and sat on the edge of the bed where my mother-in-law slept, leaning over to kiss her on
the cheek . My mother-in-law tugged at my arm and said, "You're so kind! Come on up and sleep!" My mother-in-law wasn't wearing
the tank top I'd seen her in before; she was only wearing a bra, and almost naked down below, just pink thong
panties . I quickly took off all my clothes, and we embraced. I held her tightly, kissing her passionately, caressing her smooth, soft muscles from head to toe,
leaving no part untouched. Having not been with a woman for six months, my emotions were more intense than ever.
It was even more exciting than our wedding night. As I touched her, I took off my mother-in-law's bra and panties. Her full body merged with mine, and we both let out satisfied moans... That's how I spent my second wedding night. My mother-in-law said it was also her second wedding night. She said she was very happy, happier than ever before. In 11 years, it was the first time she had made love with a young and strong man 21 years younger than her, and he was her son-in-law. She was so excited. She also said it was purely God's arrangement, including the misfortunes that had happened in her family. She said that after being a widow for so many years, God arranged for her to find the happiest, most fulfilling, most unspeakable, and most shameful love in her life at the age of 54. She cried. I asked her why, and my mother-in-law said it was tears of happiness. My mother-in-law and I spent the entire night in happiness and joy. We kissed, caressed, and made love non-stop, as if God had only given us one night, and neither of us wanted to let this precious night go to waste. Time flew by, and before we knew it, it was broad daylight. We had no intention of getting up and both seemed very tired. My mother-in-law lay sprawled on the bed, not wanting to move at all. She didn't say a word, but just nodded and smiled at me from time to time. I knew it was a happy smile, a satisfied smile, and a smile that was hard to describe in words. I lifted the covers, wanting to see my mother-in-law's body. She shyly tried to stop me, but I still pulled the covers off. Her entire body was exposed to me, completely naked. Except for her slightly sagging breasts, everything else was very attractive to me: fair skin, a slightly protruding belly, large buttocks, a full figure, and her lower body was simply breathtaking. As I looked, my interest was aroused again. My mother-in-law said it wasn't good for her health and that we should wait until tonight. But I wouldn't listen. We embraced each other again, and I felt more satisfied than ever before. My mother-in-law was too weak to move anymore; she just closed her eyes and waited quietly for my moment of happiness to arrive. My mother-in-law stayed at my house for five days. During those five days, I spent all my evenings with her, except when I was at work. She suggested I bring my child back so she could legitimately stay with me long-term. I asked her why she didn't wake me up that night, why we slept in the same bed, and whether she intentionally put her arm around me when she turned over. She said she didn't know, but confirmed she was asleep with her arm around me. I also asked her if she had any feelings for me since that night. She said yes, of course she did. She hoped to be with me when she was away on her business trip, but didn't have the chance. I then asked if her brother-in-law's wedding yesterday was an excuse to come to my house to make things happen, and if taking a bath was also a way for us to be together. She just smiled and didn't answer, saying I asked too many questions and wouldn't answer anymore. Later, whenever I asked her about this, she wouldn't answer. At that point, I would hug her, tickle her, and try to get her to say she had feelings for me for a long time. I would joke around with her, and the more I teased her, the more I wanted her. She always satisfied my desires, whether it was day or night. My mother-in-law said she was afraid this would ruin me, that I wouldn't find a partner, and that the neighbors would find out and it would be embarrassing. I said the neighbors wouldn't suspect us; they all know you're the one taking care of my child. I really won't look for another partner; you're enough. We can completely meet each other's needs, and we can live together. My mother-in-law said living together was absolutely impossible; this could only be temporary, and that you'd get tired of me when I got old. I said, "Mom, I will love you for the rest of my life, until you leave this world." Strangely enough, I said it, and I did it. I truly did it. My beloved mother-in-law left this world. In 2002, another misfortune befell my mother-in-law. She followed my father-in-law in death, suffering from the same "heart attack" as her daughter. I happened to be on a business trip to Zhengzhou when I received a call from my brother-in-law. I was heartbroken and rushed back without staying a minute longer. I lay on my mother-in-law's coffin, crying my heart out. I became seriously ill and stayed home for half a month without going to work. Looking back on the days I spent with my mother-in-law, we talked about everything and did everything together. We ate and slept together, chatted together, traveled together, and even bathed together. Although she wasn't my wife, she surpassed my wife in many ways, fulfilling the duties and responsibilities of a wife. She cooked for me, did my laundry, took care of the children, and brought me medicine and water when I was sick. We lived together for almost two whole years. Later, my brother-in-law's wife had a child, so we rarely spent long periods together, but we would still stay together for a few days each month. Although my daughter was growing up, she rarely woke up at night. Occasionally, my mother-in-law would immediately put on her underwear and go to her. I could only lie and say she went to the toilet. Children trust people the most. Later, at my mother-in-law's urging, I married a woman. She herself introduced me to a civil servant who had been married for a few months. We were the same age, and she had never had children, which is why my mother-in-law introduced us. But we could only live together; there was no real affection between us. Even after remarrying, I couldn't forget my mother-in-law. It was always either me visiting her or her visiting mine. I firmly believed that no one could replace her, so we continued our happy love until I went on a business trip to Zhengzhou. Thankfully, after so many years of love, no one has ever suspected us of having any improper behavior. Perhaps this has a lot to do with my respectable, refined, and composed appearance.

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