Who says threesomes are fun?

I get scared whenever I see my wife and my sister-in-law in bed. Here's the thing: First, let me tell you about myself. I'm nothing special, just a regular guy. I've been married for almost ten years. With my parents' support, I've built a small business, made a down payment on a house, moved out of our three-bedroom apartment (a little over 100 square meters), and bought a car worth around 100,000 yuan. After all these years with my wife, we're still together all the time, and I only care about her face.
As you know, I'm the kind of guy who wouldn't feel anything even if my wife were naked in front of me; I'd just touch her a little but wouldn't actually have sex with her. We now have one son and two daughters. My wife is rather gentle and quiet, the submissive type, and overall, we have a harmonious relationship.
Now, let me tell you about my sister-in-law. She's above average in looks and dresses fashionably. She got married earlier than us, but hasn't been able to have a child. A hospital test showed her husband was fine, but she was diagnosed with blocked fallopian tubes, making it difficult for her to conceive. She's been to countless hospitals, big and small, but still can't get pregnant.
We are both from rural areas in Guangdong. Every year, the village distributes dividends, about 20,000 yuan per person.
At the time, it seemed like the "dead shares" (meaning the distribution would be based on the current number of people, regardless of birth or death) were about to be settled. Her husband's family insisted they divorce.
In rural areas, especially among the older generation, the old saying "no offspring, no life" still holds true. Moreover, their village had just sold land, and everyone received hundreds of thousands of yuan. Such a huge sum without a grandson was understandably frustrating, and the "dead shares" issue was urgent.
Pregnancy became a top priority, but my sister-in-law's belly remained flat. Adding to this was the gossip from the village aunts and uncles. Although the couple's relationship was relatively good, and my sister-in-law tried to please them, and her mother repeatedly tried to persuade them, the fact that they had no children ultimately led to the end of her marriage, and her marriage certificate became a "green book" (meaning a divorce certificate with no heirs).
After a period of heartbreak, my sister-in-law used her beauty to have affairs with several men, some of whom she met in person and others she knew. She even slept with one man more than ten years her senior for a few months, but ultimately, she couldn't go to the marriage registry office with him.
After several such affairs, my sister-in-law became indifferent to marriage and prepared to remain single for life, focusing all her attention on making money. She even sold the house she received in the divorce and moved in with her mother.
Just then, my wife became pregnant (the first two were girls, but this one was a boy, according to an ultrasound in Hong Kong). Suddenly, my wife doted on her immensely, having whatever she wanted to eat or play with delivered directly to her home. She wouldn't even let me have my own room, insisting that I sleep in a separate guest room.
My parents and in-laws would come to take care of her every few days, bringing her delicious food, drinks, and supplements. But they had their own things to do and couldn't stay long, and I had to take care of my two daughters and work, so my in-laws finally decided to ask my sister-in-law to help. Surprisingly,
my sister-in-law, who had no children of her own, got along well with my two daughters. Under the onslaught of cosmetics and plush toys, my two daughters quickly forgot about me. Okay, I have to admit it's easier for women to take care of children, especially when they're both women.
A few months passed like this. My sister-in-law went from staying at her mother's house every night to going back every few days, and then she started taking over my guest room and sleeping with my two daughters. I went from sleeping with my wife to being relegated to the guest room, and then to sleeping alone in a bunk bed.
My sister-in-law went from being a nanny to a regular visitor. Of course, there were many awkward moments (like her bra and panties when hanging clothes, being seen watching porn, masturbating, etc.). But after a while, it didn't seem so bad anymore. A few more
months passed, and my wife gave birth to a baby boy, just as I'd hoped. Then came another six months of not being able to touch her, as she was experiencing postpartum bleeding. By this time, my sister-in-law had become a permanent resident of my apartment.
I vividly remember one time when I went to my mother-in-law's house for dinner with my wife's older sister
and her sister. During the meal, my mother-in-law repeatedly told me not to mess around outside and to take good care of her two daughters. Honestly, I don't know if it was my wife or her older sister who said something, but I absolutely wouldn't have dared to do anything with her older sister at that time. After all, they were sisters, and we'd see each other all the time (of course, I did fantasize a little, since her older sister was quite beautiful, and I'd been a vegan for a long time).
That night, when I got back to my apartment, I closed the door and asked my wife if her mother had misunderstood something. I swore to God that I hadn't done anything inappropriate with her older sister. My wife rolled her eyes at me, annoyed: "You've done everything except inappropriate things, what else do you want?
She's my only sister, we've lived together since we were little, and her two daughters can accept it. If you want her, just be direct. If you don't have feelings for her, just be honest and tell her sooner rather than later, and let her sister go home."
In the following days, I neither mentioned letting my sister-in-law go home nor dared to do anything out of line. I just went to work, ate, and slept normally.
My sister-in-law once asked me to get her underwear while she was showering, saying she'd forgotten it. I grabbed it and placed it on the handrail by the bathroom door. Then I saw her open the door a crack and reach out her still-damp hand to take it.
Even though it was just a crack, I could still see what was inside. It was the first time I'd ever seen my sister-in-law's body—completely naked.
In that instant, I saw her breasts, even larger than my wife's (who had given birth to three children and was still breastfeeding), and the dark forest between her legs
. My mind went completely blank; I froze. My sister-in-law clearly hadn't expected me to be far away and was completely unprepared for this sudden situation. She stood there, holding the underwear, staring at me with her beautiful single-eyelid eyes wide open.
I don't know how long we stared at each other, but finally, being the thicker-skinned one, I broke the ice: "Your underwear." Then I turned and left as if nothing had happened.
Later, when the family sat down to eat, the atmosphere was incredibly awkward. Although we both acted as if nothing had happened, my wife noticed the unusually quiet atmosphere and the slightly flushed faces of my sister-in-law and me.
Back in the bedroom, she went straight to the point, asking if I had molested her sister. Since she already knew, there was no point in hiding it, so I had to tell her the truth.
In the end, she just sighed, said nothing, turned her back to me, and went to sleep. I was afraid she might have some ulterior motives and wanted to explain, but the timing was clearly wrong, so I went to sleep too, thinking I'd wait until she was in a better mood the next day.
For the next few days, my wife and sister-in-law were inseparable, discussing something. I guessed it was just comforting her sister-in-law, so I didn't think much of it. Anyway, I'd already seen it; at worst, I'd just strip naked and let her see it back (that was indeed my shameless thought at the time, haha).
On Sunday, my wife unexpectedly told me she wanted to go to the movies, which I found a little strange. But considering it had been a while since we'd gone out shopping together, I didn't say anything.
I had booked a 7:40 movie ticket. When I was about to drive my wife and kids to see it, my wife suddenly told me it was just her older sister and me going. Years of social experience made me immediately realize this meant she wanted me to confront her. I didn't say anything and went to the cinema with her.
The cinema was quite crowded, mostly with young couples; very few people our age were there. It was a comedy.
My sister-in-law and I didn't speak during the movie, just pretending to be engrossed in the film. We didn't exchange a single word all the way home.
When we got to the underground parking lot, just as I was about to get out of the car, my sister-in-law finally spoke. Here's the conversation: Sister-in-law: What do you think of me?
Me: Pretty good.
Sister-in-law: How about I be your wife?
Me: Don't joke around, I don't plan on getting a divorce.
Sister-in-law: No need for a divorce, I'll be your mistress.
Me: Hahaha (didn't know how to reply, just laughed awkwardly).
Sister-in-law: I'm serious, Mom and my sister have tacitly agreed.
Me: Really?
Sister-in-law: Give me an answer, do you want me or not?
Me: ...
I frowned, lit a cigarette, and took a drag. I wasn't sure what her real purpose was. Was it my wife who sent her to test me, or did she really mean it? It felt like both were possible, after all, the two sisters had always had a good relationship. The lightning-fast words and attitude of my wife and mother-in-law made me, for a moment, deduce the origin of the universe, the history of human civilization, and the structure of the world, but I still had no clue about the purpose of my sister-in-law's words.
Sister-in-law: A man with lust but no guts, pshaw.
She gave me a disdainful look.
I actually got disdain from a woman. Being a man, I directly reached out my claw-like hand towards her, aiming for her chest. Of course, I didn't dare actually touch her; I stopped a few centimeters away from her chest and prepared to pull back.
Me: Scared, little girl? Don't scare me, or I'll eat you up. You'll be the one who suffers then.
As I said this, I thought of the time I saw my sister-in-law naked in the bathroom, and how I shamefully got an erection… My sister-in-law thrust her chest forward, directly towards my hand, stopping right next to it. My
sister-in-law: If you've got the guts, then eat it, let's see who's afraid of who. Hmph, I coughed and tried to pull
my hand back; I'm sure I was sweating bullets. My sister-in-law is so open. But then, she grabbed my hand with both hands, pulled it to her breasts, and my hand made intimate contact with her breasts. This was the first time I had ever touched my sister-in-law's breasts. I actually touched them directly; don't blame me, it's a man's instinctive reaction when touching breasts.
At this point, I understood that she really wanted to be my mistress, not just testing me. My lustful side immediately took over, and in the car, I kissed and touched my sister-in-law all over.
That night, when I got home, I found my wife and children asleep; my wife slept in one room, and my two daughters had gone back to their original cribs and locked the door. I understood my wife's meaning, and spent a passionate night with her older sister in the guest room.
Of course, I slept in the master bedroom with my wife the next day, but after the first time, it happened every few days—a second, a third, and so on. Now, my wife's older sister is my mistress, an indispensable member of our little family; the only difference is that she doesn't have her own marriage certificate.
Outsiders just think she lives with us, and I only explain to them that it's convenient for taking care of the children. My parents, brother, in-laws, and others who know the truth haven't spread it around and have tacitly accepted the fact, since it's not exactly something to be proud of.
They say a woman's sex drive increases with age. I don't know if that's true, or if it's just that my wife's older sister and her ex-husband had sex frequently, but it's undeniable that her sex drive is significantly stronger than my wife's.
I didn't feel anything when my wife was in postpartum confinement, but after she finished and we had sex a few times, I couldn't resist the urge for a threesome. I won't go into the details; that's another story, haha. Anyway, we ended up having a threesome, half-heartedly.
The first few times I went all out, and it was indeed quite enjoyable and rewarding, but it was all novelty (basically similar to anal sex, not as pleasurable as normal intercourse, and tiring and troublesome). After a few times, I was too scared. I'm not some black guy named S or something, who can have a dozen women in one night. Even one-on-one in bed, I'm no match for those sisters, let alone two-on-one.
[The End]

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