The secret between the father and daughter

After leaving home, Wei Zongjian, accompanied by two assistants, headed straight to the provincial capital to complete the formalities. He then flew to Lushan Airport and eventually arrived at his pre-booked hotel, where his long-awaited trip to Jiujiang began.
Coincidentally, when the receptionists arrived at the hotel, the weather showed no signs of gloom. They had planned to rush to the site as soon as they arrived in Jiujiang, but a sudden downpour forced them to postpone not only repairs but also after-sales work.
The rain was incessant, coinciding with the plum rain season, and it seemed like it wouldn't stop for another day or two. This unpredictable weather was commonplace for Wei Zongjian, who frequently traveled for work, and he had no choice but to postpone his trip.
Later, at the host's arrangement, they went directly to the hotel. During the meal, they chatted and laughed, and after a satisfying meal, they went to a five-star foot massage parlor. Seeing that the other party knew the place well, Wei Zongjian whispered a few words to the receptionist outside the club and then led them to a dark gold private room.
Under the dim lighting, the bar and cinema inside the room were clearly divided into different levels, and there was even a small dance floor, not to mention the hidden rooms inside. It was luxurious, magnificent and resplendent. Scanning the room's layout, Wei Zongjian, slightly tipsy, thought to himself, "This isn't a foot massage parlor at all. It's clearly a front for something else. Well, foot massages alone aren't profitable; that's just the way things are in society!" The manager gestured to his assistant behind him and then gestured for Wei Zongjian's men to leave. He then pointed to the room and asked Wei Zongjian, "Mr. Wei, what do you think of the environment here?" Wei Zongjian smiled and nodded repeatedly, "Very good, very good. You've gone to so much trouble!" The manager waved his hand with a smile, "Don't mention it. You're being too polite!" In the blink of an eye, the door opened and four beautiful young women entered. They wore short skirts and high heels, and tight-fitting corsets that were sexy and revealing. They were all busty and had long legs, and their voices were so sweet and cloying that they were almost sickening. Wei Zongjian was dumbfounded and vaguely guessed what was going to happen next.
"Mr. Wei is a very busy man, this is just a small token of our appreciation. You must be tired from your journey, please help him relax!" Seeing the puzzled look on Wei Zongjian's face, the person in charge whispered a few words, then waved to the girls and shouted, "Give him the best service, make sure Mr. Wei is comfortable, you hear me!" The girls swarmed around him, immediately surrounding Wei Zongjian. Their high breasts pressed against his body, as if they wanted to merge with him, making Wei Zongjian feel itchy and uncomfortable all over. His brain was also muddled from the alcohol.
The person in charge retreated while instructing the girls, then smiled at Wei Zongjian and said, "These girls will listen to you tonight. We can talk about anything else later. I won't disturb your rest any longer!" In this brothel, Wei Zongjian, a grown man, was surrounded by a group of well-trained women. Before he could react, he was pushed down onto a massage sofa and, in a daze, was pushed up by eight delicate hands.
The continuous bumps and jolts of the journey left his body constantly exhausted, especially after drinking. This fatigue became even more pronounced. Under the skilled massage of the girls, the comfortable sensation made him drowsy, and his consciousness blurred.
Such a life of dazzling lights and intoxicating pleasures often tempted Wei Zongjian. A single thought could easily lead one astray, especially in the business world, where such occurrences are commonplace.
The beautifully appointed room was clearly lit. The flickering light created a dizzying effect, constantly seducing and alluring. Just as Wei Zongjian was relaxing and enjoying the massage, he felt his belt loosen.
Opening his eyes, Wei Zongjian squinted, and it took him a while to make out his surroundings. The two girls beside him had somehow removed their tight tops, and the fingers massaging his body had transformed into breast massagers—no wonder they felt so soft and undulating!
Every time he leaves home, no matter how long or short the trip, he always feels a sense of reluctance and unreality. Although he's gotten used to this kind of life, the emptiness and loneliness brought on by fatigue after drinking makes his heart flutter and makes it hard to remain calm.
"Oh~" If it were just a simple massage, it wouldn't conflict with Wei Zongjian's inner thoughts, but the situation he encountered today seemed to have exceeded his expectations. Just as this thought was flashing through his mind, his lower body was taken into a warm little mouth.
Wei Zongjian struggled to sit up, but the girls on both sides had already unbuttoned his shirt with smiles. While pressing, they kept flicking his body with their fair and pretty flowers. He suddenly thought of his wife, and while feeling guilty, his lower body suddenly became hard.
"Boss is so amazing~" The girl between Wei Zongjian's legs spat out the hard penis, looked at the object in front of her with delight, smiled at Wei Zongjian and said this, then grabbed the long, hard stick and began to lick and suck it earnestly and vigorously. The other three women had a clear division of labor. One leaned forward and pressed her hands against Wei Zongjian's arms, repeatedly rubbing her breasts against his face. The other two came to his feet and massaged his soles. Wei Zongjian, already weak all over, couldn't resist.
"Mmm~" The fragrant flesh of her breasts filled Wei Zongjian's mouth and nose. In the dim light, a glimpse of white flesh swayed before his eyes, and the fluttering nipples brushed against his face, making his heart surge while his mouth felt dry.
Swallowing repeatedly, Wei Zongjian felt his heart pounding. His penis, being sucked by the women, had become extremely hard... Walking alone at night, one is bound to encounter ghosts. In a panic, Wei Zongjian chased away the women around him. The phone he held in his hand still showed his wife's smiling face... After that day, the weather remained unpredictable, with the rain coming and going intermittently. Working at breakneck speed, Wei Zongjian and his assistant managed to finish the project ahead of schedule, which put his mind at ease. To express their gratitude, the person in charge in Jiujiang arranged a trip for Wei Zongjian before his return journey. It would be a waste not to see the sights while in Jiujiang, so they extended an invitation.
The busyness of the work had largely made Wei Zongjian forget what had happened at the club upon his arrival in Jiujiang. Now, having finished his work and hearing the invitation, he recalled the shocking scene at the club. A shirtless girl had repeatedly pushed him with her oily body; in that moment of intoxication, even the most virtuous person would lose control, let alone someone like him. As the saying goes, if you walk by the river long enough, you're bound to get your shoes wet! Pushing the plane too much might cause problems… The two assistants had been working incredibly hard during this period. Seeing the anticipation and excitement on their faces, Wei Zongjian nodded to them, but in his heart he wondered: Besides visiting Mount Lu, would there be any other additional activities? The landscape is picturesque, and Mount Lu's scenery is particularly beautiful. Visiting the Three-Tiered Spring, the cascading waterfall, like a white ribbon, poured down, creating a white curtain. The spring water and strange rocks interacted, splashing and creating countless waves. The silvery-white water, refracted by the light, appeared crystal clear, like pearls falling onto a jade plate. Amidst the deafening sound waves, the scenery was beautiful and magnificent, leaving one speechless with admiration. No wonder the great poet Li Bai wrote a poem, "Viewing the Waterfall at Mount Lu," to vividly and aptly describe this scene.
Ancient trees reached for the sky, spreading their dense foliage, providing shade and a refreshing coolness in the sweltering summer heat, giving one a sense of being immersed in nature.
We toured Lushan Mountain and saw the mirror-like blue waters of Lulin Lake. This morning, led by our guide, we slowly climbed the mountain path, chatting and enjoying the tranquility.
As we ascended higher, our minds merged with nature. The magnificent view of the misty mountains before us filled us with awe and wonder. Even the composed Wei Zongjian couldn't resist taking out his phone to capture the beautiful scenery, keeping it as a memento to share with his wife later, so she could experience the same feeling… To allow her husband to focus on his work, Li Xia hadn't told him about what had happened at home during this time, fearing it would affect him. When she received the photos he sent, seeing his familiar face in them, she felt as if she had been transported to another world.
The events of the past month since her husband left home had been like a nightmare, weighing heavily on Li Xia's heart.
She's human too, and to be honest, she really needed to vent these pent-up feelings. Ever since Zhang Cuihua and her son left, although her father was still somewhat conflicted, he had improved after her persuasion over the past two days. This morning, after breakfast, her husband, who had originally told her he would be home today, changed his mind and said tomorrow. It seemed she would have to attend some social engagements there again, which was unavoidable.
"Your son-in-law will be back tomorrow..." As she spoke to her father, she noticed his previously smiling face gradually darken upon hearing this. Realizing he might be recalling unpleasant events from before and was afraid of being embarrassed to see her husband, Li Xia quickly reassured him, "It's all in the past, don't think so much, we should be happy!" "Dad understands what you're saying, but... that's true, but what does Jianjian think?" A simple divorce isn't laughable; it's even become commonplace. But Old Li's situation is what it is. For a man in his sixties to go through this, even if his daughter doesn't bring it up, he still has to consider his son-in-law's feelings. How could he not have some reservations?
After a moment of silence, Old Li finally confided in his daughter.
"Who can live a life without any mistakes? You're just too kind... Don't take this too seriously. Let bygones be bygones. Didn't God punish them? Don't worry, Zongjian won't say anything!" Li Xia gestured to her son, who was swaying back and forth in front of her, and comforted her father.
"Your mother always worried about me before she was alive, and now it's your turn. I don't know what to say to you!" Old Li sighed as he pushed the shopping cart towards his daughter.
"Look at what you're saying. What am I to you? Do you remember how you carried me around when I was little?" Li Xia brushed her hair behind her ear, glanced at her father, and leaned closer to him. Slowly, Li Xia placed her hand on her father's hand.
Feeling the warmth of his daughter's hand, Old Li looked up at his daughter, who was nearing forty. A warmth rose in his heart, and the charm in her eyes gave him a fleeting illusion, as if his wife had been reborn, standing beside him. It was as if he wasn't pushing a shopping cart, but holding his beloved daughter in his arms.
"What are you thinking about now?" Seeing the tenderness in her father's eyes, Li Xia asked with a smile.
"Hehe~ Dad was thinking about the past, about your mother, about your childhood… Let's buy some things for the baby in advance, they'll all be useful!" Old Li smiled, reminiscing about the past, and spoke of it when he thought of the baby in his daughter's belly.
"Dad~ Look at you, it's still early!" Father and daughter whispered to each other, oblivious to others. Li Xia, her eyes filled with happiness, looked radiant. It wasn't just that her father cared about her; more importantly, he seemed to have moved on from the trauma of their divorce, which was what Li Xia wanted most right now.
As Mr. Li was leaving the mall, pushing his shopping cart and preparing to put the items in, he was stopped by a woman holding a child. Old Li was completely bewildered when the woman said mysteriously, "Sir, would you like to see something?" Seeing her acting so secretively, Old Li glanced at his daughter, who was equally clueless, and casually asked, "What do you want to see?" The woman, wearing a black outer garment, moved closer, casually pulled a black bag from her clothes, and gestured towards Old Li, saying, "What do you want to see? I have everything here, all good stuff!" Old Li had never seen anything like this before. He glanced at it and saw a stack of colorful DVDs inside, then waved his hand and said, "Sorry, no interest, no interest!" Seeing that Old Li was unmoved, the woman said calmly, "The stuff inside is really exciting, there's even incest! Don't you two want to add some spice to your relationship and enjoy some exciting content?" It's no wonder the woman selling DVDs mistook Old Li and his daughter for a couple. Looking at their sweet and affectionate appearance, especially with a child in tow, and their youthful appearance, anyone would have made the mistake, let alone the woman selling pornographic DVDs.
Old Li frowned and said, "No, no." Just as he was pushing the cart forward, he heard the woman giggle, "Ten yuan a piece isn't expensive at all. Or you can give me eight yuan, let your wife see what's inside, I guarantee she'll be thrilled..." "I'm not interested," Old Li interrupted the woman's incessant chatter, glaring at her. He then saw the blush on his daughter's face. Besides disgust for the woman selling pornographic discs, Old Li felt a strange unease. Following his daughter, as he saw her slender figure, that strange feeling intensified... His daughter had accompanied him out for a walk, and his grandson was so sensible. If life could continue like this, how wonderful it would be. But, his son-in-law was coming back tomorrow, and he didn't know what he would think! Old Li ate dinner absentmindedly, or rather, he picked up his wine glass again and drank in silence.
"What's wrong?" Seeing her father looking sullen as he sat down at the table, and even more so as he drank without saying a word, Li Xia, after coaxing Chengcheng to go back to his room to rest and sending her son away, quietly sat down beside her father and placed her hand on his wine glass.
"It's nothing." Old Li was about to pick up his wine glass when a soft, white hand gripped it. He looked up at his daughter and said with a touch of melancholy.
"You say it's nothing, but look at you now. How much have you drunk? You should drink less in the future. Don't you know how to take care of yourself!" At first glance, the woman in front of him looked like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old with braids. In a daze,
she kept changing in Old Li's eyes, becoming more and more like her, until the overlapping images made her look like Qiao Yingtong reborn. "Yingtong~" Old Li murmured softly, holding the woman's hand on his wine glass, as if seeking comfort, gently stroking her smooth, jade-like hand.
"You miss my mom... Don't be sad... I'm here with you~" Seeing her father's lost expression, Li Xia couldn't bear to reopen his wounds. She took his hands in her two small, delicate hands and comforted him like a child.
"Sigh~" Old Li sighed and looked up, staring blankly at his daughter.
Li Xia picked up the wine bottle and filled her father's glass, saying gently, "This isn't our fault, so why are you so upset?" Holding the glass, Li Xia continued, "Don't worry about what others say. As long as you're happy, that's enough... After you drink this, you're not allowed to drink anymore, understand?" "Dad, I'll listen to you!" the daughter said haltingly. The hidden wound in her heart couldn't escape her daughter's eyes. No one knows a father better than his daughter. Her words moved the old man deeply, and his guilt subsided. "
Don't tell me that! When have you ever listened to me?" With a smile, Li Xia moved closer to her father.
"Keep Dad company~ Dad, drink less in the future." Old Li's eyes lit up. He took the wine glass from his daughter and pulled her into his arms.
"I still have to listen to you~" With a gentle smile, Li Xia sat on her father's lap... The years have flown by, as if there was once such a scene in the long river of memory: that year, a beautiful young woman of marriageable age sat in the lap of a middle-aged man, father and daughter intimately sharing their innermost feelings, a scene that unfolds before our eyes as the camera pans out. However, that mature young woman is no longer by their side, separated by death.
"It's hot." As docile as a cat, she curled up in her father's arms, feeling his breath and the restlessness in his body. The smell of alcohol he breathed on her ear made her skin tingle, especially with the constant thrusting of the bulge beneath her, making her feel dizzy… The familiar scent always lingered, and the mellow wine didn't seem to make the pregnant Li Xia feel nauseous at all; instead, she felt intoxicated, her eyes misty, feeling her body gradually heat up.
"Staying by Daddy's side is so unfair to you! If you're uncomfortable… don't, don't disturb the baby in your belly…" The word "hot" brought the somewhat oblivious Old Li back to reality. His daughter was carrying two babies; he didn't want her to feel uncomfortable because of him.
"I've already shown you the test results, oh no…" With her eyes slightly closed, Old Li felt his daughter rubbing her cheek with her head, her body swaying gently in his arms.
He placed his hand on his daughter's body through her silk skirt. No matter where he placed it, Lao Li could feel the subtle throbbing in her body, which made him unable to control himself.
The feeling and the taste, under the warm breeze of a midsummer night, accompanied by deep family affection, fine wine and delicious food, and under the backdrop of a half-full moon, seemed to be a natural progression.
Sipping his wine, Old Li stole glances at his daughter's profile, noticing her slightly closed eyes fluttering gently, her long eyelashes peeking out. He picked up his chopsticks and fed her a bite of food, just like years ago when she was still unmarried, sitting in his lap drinking with him. Watching his daughter's lips move, Old Li's heart gradually eased. Putting down his chopsticks, he whispered in his daughter's ear, "Hot? Dad, Dad's for you..." His heart pounding, his hand secretly pulled down the zipper of his daughter's skirt from behind, revealing a glimpse of alluring white skin. Seeing this, Old Li interlocked his thumb and forefinger, and the bra clasp on his daughter's smooth back was knocked down.
Aside from her flowing chestnut hair, after unzipping her skirt, a gap had opened, completely revealing her smooth, jade-like back.
With trembling hands, Lao Li reached towards his daughter's back, seeing her body trembling, and realizing his own body was trembling too. His hands moved slowly and shakily, inch by inch, until they slipped inside her skirt, finally touching her heavy, warm breasts.
At that moment, Lao Li almost said, "Please turn around, my darling." In reality, when his hands grasped her ample breasts, he had no time to think of anything else. His legs supported his daughter's voluptuous body, and the sound of her soft breathing filled his ears. Even the protrusion between her legs made his heart race, and sweat bead on his forehead!
Xia'er's breasts were even more magnificent than her mother's, soft yet bouncy, plump and ripe to the extreme. Just a couple of touches and the nipples hardened, their fleshy flesh irresistible. As he touched them, Old Li subconsciously glanced sideways at the front door. At that moment, a sense of unease gripped him; he worried something might go wrong, especially the sudden sound of the key unlocking the door. The thought startled him... ************ The events of fourteen years ago flashed before his eyes. His daughter was about to get married, and Old Li clearly remembered the extreme depression he felt then. To be honest, marrying off his daughter was like having his heart ripped out, each cut a piece of his flesh, yet he couldn't stop it, nor could he prevent his daughter's happiness. Drowning his sorrows in alcohol, Old Li truly didn't know how he would get through the following week.
The sweltering summer brought the same situation as now. Old Li still remembers it vividly, especially when his daughter mumbled the word "hot." Without hesitation, he carried her to the bedroom and lifted her skirt from the waist.
His daughter's thighs, clad in flesh-colored stockings, assaulted his bloodshot eyes. He was intimately familiar with the two gleaming jade pillars before him, having seen and touched them countless times. Looking at his daughter's long, vibrant legs, Old Li placed his hands on them.
"Hot,"
he heard his daughter's soft, slightly drunken moan again. Looking through the stockings at her barely concealed, mysterious triangle, Old Li resolutely reached out and grabbed the stocking's waistband, ripping it off.
The virgin's bright red vulva was tightly closed. Old Li wondered if his daughter had slept with that young man named Wei Zongjian, the man who would soon become his son-in-law. Thinking about what would happen in a week, Old Li felt not only reluctance and frustration, but also a layer of jealousy.
Imagine, a father raising his daughter for over twenty years, only to have her suddenly run off to live with someone else. How would he feel? The pent-up frustration had nowhere to go, and all sorts of emotions poured out, flooding his heart.
"Dad~ I'm hot," his daughter kicked her legs, writhing and twisting her body, her face flushed
with alcohol, her eyes moist. "Dad loves you~" Old Li glanced at his daughter lying on the bed, the alcohol taking effect, and unable to control his lust, he pulled down his pants and embraced his daughter's thighs.
He remembered inserting his penis into his daughter's wet vagina, instantly filling the oily opening. Its tightness was like a shrinking bowl, enveloping his penis, the warm, slippery sensation creating a suction effect. To penetrate deeper would have been incredibly arousing; even now, thinking back, he still felt a sense of being inside.
If his daughter hadn't repeatedly cried out in pain, even wrapping her legs around his waist, the situation might have been very different.
Seeing her gripping the sheets tightly, her brow furrowed, and blood almost dripping from her face, Lao Li couldn't bring himself to force himself on her and deflower her. In the stalemate, the contractions and pulsations of her vaginal opening repeatedly sucked at his glans. Just at this critical moment, the sound of a lock being opened came from outside.
Tense and bewildered, Lao Li felt his daughter's body suddenly contract, as if trying to devour his penis. Caught off guard, he felt his body lose control, his ejaculation gushing out. He hastily cleaned up the mess, too ashamed to face his wife who had suddenly returned home.
Recalling
the past, Old Li's initial excitement gradually cooled amidst sighs. How could a father do such a thing to his daughter… Thinking of this, it felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over Old Li's head, and his erect penis slowly shrunk.
The thought that had just arisen reminded Old Li of his wife, and besides, his son-in-law would be returning tomorrow. Was what he was doing to his daughter…? It inevitably gave the impression of taking advantage of someone
in a vulnerable state. His mind went blank for a moment, then he dazedly withdrew his hands from under his daughter's skirt. With a sigh, Old Li refilled his glass. "Dad, um… please drink less…" Feeling weak all over from her father's touch, her legs burning with heat, Li Xia suddenly stopped, yet still poured herself another glass of white wine. This inexplicable action made Li Xia blush deeply, her voice becoming soft as she spoke to her father.
Old Li stared intently into his daughter's eyes, his emotions a complex mix of sadness, melancholy, and loneliness, a far cry from his previous impulsiveness and excitement.
Such a dramatic change suggested a profound emotional turmoil within him; one wondered what he was thinking. A man burdened by setbacks and blows was utterly helpless; he was just an ordinary person, without any extraordinary abilities. Seeing his father's expression, as if he had done something wrong and awaited punishment, he seemed more like a child.
Several days had passed, and his previously calmed emotions were now stirred again, leaving him particularly melancholic. Li Xia, not wanting her father to suffer further, stretched out her plump, lotus-root-like arms and wrapped them around his neck, just as he had comforted her when she was a child, and softly began to sing: "The sun rises over
Songshan Mountain, the morning bell startles the birds, the stream babbles in the forest, green grass covers the slope… Do not say that a daughter is delicate, for she is flawless yet possesses extraordinary skill; sixteen years have passed since winter, and the yellow flowers are in their prime… She shoulders the burdens of life."
After singing, Li Xia closed her eyes, pressed her face against her father's, and softly said, "...I've always been by your side, always!" Her gentle whisper in his ear was incredibly beautiful and tender. As the soft flesh beside him slid into his ear, the sensation was like a thousand ants crawling all over him, making it difficult for him to control his desires. His conflicted emotions swirled within him, and he repeatedly loosened and tightened his grip on the wine glass.
Over the years, apart from one intimate encounter before his daughter's wedding, everything had been ambiguous. Even during her postpartum period, they had only rubbed and teased each other, never daring to cross the line. Now, in his sixties, having lived more than half his life, life was difficult!
"Scratch my back!" His daughter's clear voice rang out, and she turned her back to him.
Without the restraint of her bra, her white back was revealed before him, leaving him nowhere to hide.
After only a couple of symbolic movements, Lao Li felt his penis uncontrollably harden again. Staring at his daughter's bright back, Lao Li glanced at the wine glass on the table, took a deep breath, reached out, grabbed the glass, and downed the liquor in one gulp.
A surge of blood rushed to his head, and Old Li reached out again, pulling his daughter into his arms. His breath reeking of alcohol, he said to Li Xia, "Xia'er, you're becoming more and more like your mother~" Trembling, Old Li's arm slipped under his daughter's skirt, his fingers lightly probing, his middle finger poking into a soft, moist spot.
"Mmm~" Seeing her father's face flushed crimson, his eyes almost spitting fire, and his legs crawling with ants, she felt his fingers touch her private parts.
An electric current quickly spread through her the moment his fingers touched her private area. Even through her underwear, the tingling, numbing sensation elicited a soft gasp from Li Xia. She blinked briefly, then closed her almond-shaped eyes tightly, wrapping her arms even tighter around her father's neck.
Her nostrils twitched slightly. The once naive Hua Xin had transformed into a voluptuous beauty, stirring a deep longing within her. Recalling their youth, scenes from their past flashed through her mind, now playing out again. Unable to bear seeing her father's sorrow and pain, Li Xia blurted out the word "heat," unsure if this was a signal, a secret between father and daughter.
As the saying goes: Life is like dew, like frost. Fourteen years of a long, passionate dream.
Youthful days have passed in a flash, leaving only the uncertainty of life and death.
"Ying Tong~" Old Li murmured breathlessly, his tone suggesting he was drunk. Swaying, Old Li lifted the woman's body. He never wanted to miss her again, never want to be separated from his wife by death, her presence only in his dreams.
[The End]

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