My affair with my mother-in-law

As the 2018 Spring Festival approached, I received a call from An Yu, asking if I was going back to my hometown for the holiday. My marriage to Mu Jie was already arranged, and according to custom, I didn't need to tell my future in-laws, An Nian and An Yu's parents. However, they had always been very kind to me, and it was better to mention my remarriage. Besides, it was the Spring Festival, and I could visit them.
My parents lived in Beijing, and only other relatives were at home, so I wanted to inform them as well. Considering all this, I told An Yu I would go. She asked when, and I said, "When you have your holiday, we can go together."

That evening, I told Mu Jie about it and asked if she wanted to come along. She supported my idea but didn't want to go back together, fearing it would be awkward. I thought she was right; I was just handling these matters and wouldn't be spending the Spring Festival in my hometown. After all, we had agreed that I would visit Mu Jie's house to meet my future mother-in-law this year.

In the following days, Mu Jie thoughtfully bought me many gifts, filling the trunk of my car completely.

An Yu finally got her vacation. I picked her up, stepped on the gas, and we were on the highway.

Have I forgotten to tell you all that An Nian, An Yu, and I are from Chengde, which is very close to Beijing, about a three-hour drive?

An Yu immediately leaned back in the passenger seat, looking at the scenery outside the window.

This girl has changed a lot lately; she's more mature and composed, speaking very politely. I think she's trending towards becoming like Sister Mu.
The atmosphere was a little awkwardly silent the whole way.
Tell me, isn't it a little strange that there are only two people in the car and not a single word is spoken?

I cleared my throat and started to find a topic: "Um… Sister Mu and I are getting married."

"Oh," An Yu replied emotionlessly, "Congratulations."

"Aren't you surprised at all?"

"What's surprising? I guessed it."

This was completely unlike this girl's usual style of speaking and acting. I remembered a deduction I had made earlier, so I asked her, "You're in love?"

An Yu suddenly sat up straight, turning her head to look me up and down. I felt a little uneasy under her gaze, wondering if I had said something wrong, or if she was plotting something again.

An Yu shrank back and said stiffly, "No." "That can't be. Even a willful little miss like you can change her ways. It must be the power of great love.
" An Yu chuckled, "Don't pretend you know everything." Her tone regained a bit of its previous mischievousness.

"Of course I know everything. Look at me and Sister Mu, I understand all the little things women do." "

Bragging. That's because you're lucky, you're blessed." After a pause, An Yu added, "Sister Mu is lucky too." After saying that, she fell silent again.

This seemed to be the first time she had called me "Sister Mu." Sister Mu is lucky, there are so many things you don't know. I remembered that time when I blacked out from drinking and taking drugs. Maybe it was then that their relationship improved.

"Last time...that time...thank you, if it weren't for you..." Although I had already thanked her on the phone, I thought it would be better to thank her in person, it couldn't be wrong.

An Yu blushed and interrupted me: "Don't say that, I'm so embarrassed."

I remembered that time she helped me wipe my body, and I was in that state, it was indeed quite embarrassing.

The car fell silent again.

After a while, An Yu suddenly said: "Brother-in-law, I applied to study abroad.
" "Ah, so sudden. Do Mom and Dad know?" I thought to myself that this girl really does things on a whim, but it doesn't matter, it's her life, she's an adult.

"Of course," An Yu replied.

"Where to?"

"Australia, I don't know if it'll work out yet."

"Hehe, do you need your brother-in-law to help you out a bit?" I figured I was going to get ripped off anyway, so I might as well take the initiative.

"No need, I'll apply for the full amount." After An Yu finished speaking, she seemed to remember something and changed her mind, saying, "We'll see when the time comes."

See, her little fox tail is showing. I couldn't help but chuckle. An Yu asked me what I was laughing at, so I said, "What about your little boyfriend?"

An Yu got angry and snapped, "I already told you, I don't have one."

I laughed to myself for a while, then realized An Yu was really angry, so I stopped dejectedly. For the rest of the journey, she didn't respond to my words.

My parents-in-law were both retired and now lived in an apartment building in town. The buildings in this small town didn't have elevators, so I struggled to carry the gifts upstairs. An Yu had already ignored me and went upstairs first with her small bag.

When I got home and saw the elders, we naturally exchanged pleasantries. My mother-in-law said I looked thinner.

Soon we started talking about my remarriage, and the elders didn't seem surprised. Although An Nian is gone, the elders of both families still keep in touch, and they know some of my situation.

My father-in-law said, "It's only natural, and it's good for Linlin too. Niannian was just unlucky; it's all fate. Actually, Niannian's mother and I were thinking about Xiaoyu..."

Mentioning An Nian, my mother-in-law also became sad and interrupted my father-in-law, saying, "There's no need to mention those things. You can't put all your eggs in one basket. Xiaofeng is doing quite well now."

I don't know what they were thinking before, and I couldn't ask them in my current state, lest I upset the elders.

Hearing my mother-in-law say this, my father-in-law stopped talking, slapped his thigh, sighed, and said, "Let's eat, let's have a good drink, just the two of us."

At dinner, I had a deep chat with my father-in-law, and unsurprisingly, I was knocked out as usual.

The next morning, I said goodbye and headed back to Beijing. My father-in-law saw me downstairs. Before I left, he said, "Xiaofeng, don't blame Xiaoyu's mother for what she said. Originally, she meant well, and I hesitated a bit. But things are different now, and we don't need to bring this up again. No matter what, I'm still Linlin's maternal grandfather. Your father told me that Xiao Zhou is a good person and loves his children. You two should live well; this will always be your home."

I thought to myself, I'm completely bewildered, and I don't need to blame them. But my in-laws really do love me. They've treated me like a son-in-law since high school, and he said these things because he was afraid that the two families would become estranged and lose contact. Anyway, I'm a parent myself, and I can understand this heavy love.

I told my father-in-law that I would definitely do as he asked and that I would bring Sister Mu to visit them next year.
Seeing my father-in-law's eyes welling up with tears, I quickly started the car, afraid that the two grown men crying in front of each other would embarrass his mother. Seeing my father-in-law wiping away tears in the rearview mirror, I turned around and my face was wet too.

Damn it! The sandstorms back home are really fierce.

I went to my uncles' houses to make sure everything was settled

before setting off back to Beijing without stopping. Finally, I was going to meet my mother-in-law.

Before that, I only knew that Sister Mu grew up in a single-parent family. Since deciding to meet her, Sister Mu had told me in detail about her mother.

Sister Mu's mother's name was Zhou Yan, and she was an unmarried mother.

Upon hearing Sister Mu say this, I blurted out, "Holy crap, awesome!" Sister Mu pinched me hard: "How can you talk like that?" I knew I had misspoke and quickly apologized.

Actually, if you think about it, it's not really my fault. It wasn't like now; it was the early 1980s. For an unmarried mother in a rural town to give birth and raise a child alone was absolutely extraordinary courage and decisiveness.

Zhou Yan was beautiful from a young age, that's true. Sister Mu didn't inherit much of her mother's beauty; she probably looks more like her father.

Zhou Yan conceived Mu Jie when she was eighteen, through a high school teacher—who was, of course, married.
What followed was a typical 8 PM soap opera; this middle-aged married man was obviously just playing around, not wanting to take any responsibility. And the one whose hopes were dashed was inevitably the devoted female protagonist.

In reality, there's no prince charming descending from the sky to rescue her; the end result is that the middle-aged man returns to his family, hailed as a prodigal son returning home, while the woman is condemned to hell, branded a slut.

Zhou Yan gave birth to the child through gritted teeth. At that point, her schooling was obviously out of the question; her family, with their generations of old-fashioned feudalistic views, couldn't stand the sight of the mother and daughter.

Zhou Yan carried the less than one-month-old Mu Jie on a cloth strap, walking thirty kilometers to the county town, then stormed the county government, causing chaos at the procuratorate, a scene of utter devastation, nearly smashing the heads of the public security, procuratorate, and court officials.

The end result was that Zhou Yan received a position as a private school teacher, while the good man who wanted to stay home was relegated to a job as a boiler operator for life.

Of course, Zhou Yan wasn't content with just being a private school teacher. She began to utilize her natural beauty, sleeping her way up from the headmaster and principal to the education bureau, using any useful men as stepping stones to her rise through the ranks.

She herself remained unmarried throughout her life, a womanizer who never truly attached herself to anyone. Only after Zhou Yan became a full-fledged teacher and was transferred to the best high school in the county did she stop her ruthless pursuit of men and turn her attention to women.

Women, with their domestic grievances and petty jealousies, whether it was envy, jealousy, or simply affection, were bound to have a bad reputation with someone like Zhou Yan.

So Zhou Yan began to excel monthly and achieve top honors year after year, teaching and nurturing students with gentle guidance and outstanding results, turning all criticism into praise.

In short, she was "domineering."

Next year—no, this year—Zhou Yan will retire with a mountain of "Provincial Outstanding Teacher" honors.

After hearing Sister Mu's story about her mother, do you know who I thought of? That's Bai Jie, the insurmountable peak of Huang Wenjie.

Thinking back to those days, a woman who could hold off ten thousand, a woman of unparalleled grace and power, I couldn't help but feel a longing for my future mother-in-law, a woman who, though past her prime, still possessed a certain charm, and my eagerness to meet her grew.

Driving through Zhangjiakou, we soon arrived at Sister Mu's home.
A distinguished guest's arrival was naturally a significant event. It was a small two-bedroom apartment, clearly well-maintained. Besides the sofa and a large bookshelf piled high with books, there was a piano in the living room. However, the owner seemed not to have played it in a long time; the red velvet table was covered with trophies.

The first time I met Zhou Yan, she stood by the piano, sizing me up as the first man my daughter had brought home.

She didn't look fifty at all; she looked no more than her early forties. Years of indoor work had protected her fair skin, given her sharp eyes, a loud voice, and long, beautiful legs. She was slightly taller than Sister Mu, wearing a common dark red maternity knit dress and cardigan, paired with black trousers.

Her gaze was sharp; when she stared at me, it was the typical stern look of a teacher, the kind that makes you afraid to cheat.

Sister Mu rushed over to Zhou Yan and hugged her.

Only then did Zhou Yan turn her gaze away from me, looking at her daughter with affection.

I, on the other hand, walked on eggshells, offering my gift and calling her "Auntie."

Zhou Yan prepared a sumptuous meal for us. During the meal, she asked if I drank alcohol. I said yes, and she said I should drink less. Then she asked if I smoked, and I said yes, and she said I should smoke less.

After she finished asking, I thought there would be alcohol, but it was just a routine questioning; there was no alcohol.

That night, as Sister Mu and I snuggled into bed, she quietly told me that her mother was very satisfied with me.

I hugged her and said, "How was your performance, honey?"

Sister Mu said, "Yes, I was so afraid Mom wouldn't be happy with you, I'm so happy now."

I asked her for a reward, but she wouldn't have it. Perhaps because we were at home, she had regained the shyness she had when we first started dating, which only made me want her more.

Soon, Sister Mu was panting heavily from my caresses, her resistance weakening, but she still wouldn't give up her last hope: "Honey, we're at home, it's not good..."

I said, "That's precisely because we're at your home. I haven't played with you at your home yet. Honey wants to play with you properly in the place where you grew up, you little slut..."

Hearing this, Sister Mu immediately squeezed my fingers, which were already inside her vagina, and said, "Honey, you're such a pervert..."

This was her signal to me to get on top.
I pressed Sister Mu's head down and said, "Let me have some fun..."

Sister Mu obediently took off my underwear and began to give me oral sex.

I lay on the bed, enjoying myself while looking around the bedroom. It seemed this was Sister Mu's bedroom, still retaining some traces of her school days.

I asked her, "Is this your room?"

Sister Mu, with my penis in her mouth, nodded and hummed in response.

"You used to sleep on this bed?"
Hearing my words and feeling the swelling of my penis, Sister Mu seemed to be thinking of the same thing as me, and her buttocks began to sway gently. After finishing my penis, Sister Mu's little tongue moved down, past my testicles and buttocks, reaching her anus. I thought it would be very enjoyable, but Sister Mu only licked it superficially a few times before giving up, saying shyly, "Honey, I want you to fuck me and play with my pussy..."

I said, "No, I haven't had my fill yet..."

Sister Mu stroked my penis with her hand, swaying her buttocks, "No, no, honey, play with my pussy first, I'm itchy, I'll make it up to you later..."

Seeing Sister Mu's seductive look, I couldn't resist either, so I laid her down and started from the traditional position.

It was still a violent, one-shot penetration, and Sister Mu suppressed a soft "Oh." She was unusually wet today, and as I thrust in and out, I asked her, "Why are you so horny today?" "

Sister Mu stammered for a while before finally saying, 'It feels so lewd to be on my own bed, letting my husband play with me…'

'I told you it was fun, but you still wouldn't let me…'

'Husband, I was wrong,' Sister Mu said, lifting her buttocks to cooperate, 'Your cock is so big today, my little slut feels so good being played with by you… If only you could have played with me back then… I'd still be being played with by you until now…'

Hearing her words, a picture unfolded before my eyes: a young girl in the prime of her life lying in her boudoir, being played with wantonly by me riding on top of her. My penis hardened even more, and I began to thrust faster.

Sister Mu couldn't speak; she covered her mouth tightly, only making muffled 'ah ah ah' sounds. No moaning, what a pity for Sister Mu's beautiful voice.

I pulled Sister Mu's hands away and said, 'Don't cover it, I want to hear you moan.'
Sister Mu quickly shook her head, lowering her voice and saying, 'No, no, I can hear you…'

I can hear you? Who can hear me?" Thinking of my future mother-in-law, Zhou Yan, next door, a forbidden thrill welled up inside me. Don't get me wrong, I don't intend to have any relationship with my mother-in-law; it's just that having sex with her daughter, if she could hear, would indeed add a unique element of fun.

But seeing Sister Mu's incredibly shy expression, I decided not to force it. After all, if she really did hear, it would be quite an embarrassing situation.

I began to focus intently on Mu Jie, thrusting harder and harder until she finally reached her climax. Her hands loosened their grip on her mouth, she began to clutch the sheets, her upper body arched, and she gasped for breath. I didn't stop to wait for her climax to pass; instead, I continued to thrust deep into the tender flesh of her cunt.

Mu Jie began to cry out, "No...no...it's too big...I can't take it anymore..."

Her voice was loud enough to be heard. The thought of this thrill also brought me to my climax. After so much sex, Mu Jie was very familiar with my body. Sensing the approaching end, she seemed to have forgotten she was in her own home, shouting, "It's full...it's full...shoot me, husband...shoot inside me...ahhh..."

With her cries, I ejaculated inside her, my buttocks trembling as I received my drenching.

Afterwards, Sister Mu pounded my chest and said, "Husband, you're so naughty! I told you I didn't want it, but you insisted. Now Mom must have heard."

I said, "It's because you're such a slut, I couldn't resist."
Sister Mu was overjoyed by my small compliment: "It's all your fault, all your fault! It's all because my dick is so big, it always kills me!"

I could only comfort her: "It's okay, the soundproofing is pretty good, you might not hear."

Sister Mu immediately said, "I can hear, I've heard it before..."

Huh? My little brother immediately perked up his ears too?

"What did you hear?"

Sister Mu became even more shy, nuzzling me with her little head. Of course, she couldn't win against me. Under my questioning, she finally said, "It was Mom and those people..."

"What did Mom and those people do?" I persisted.

"Ugh, you're so naughty, I'm not talking to you anymore." Sister Mu buried her face in my chest and stopped talking.

I had to add for her: "Mom and those people having sex? Was it very loud?" "

Sister Mu nodded with a 'mmm' sound, then her thigh touched my already erect little brother.
Sister Mu looked up and pouted, glaring at me: 'You husband, you're so bad! You get so excited just talking about my mother? Do you want to sleep with my mother?'

'How could I? I wouldn't dare. What if the female knight castrated me? Then I wouldn't be able to play with my little slut.'

Sister Mu giggled and said, 'My mother isn't like that at all. She's very gentle in bed. Why don't you try it?'

My heart fluttered: 'You little devil, you've teased your husband three times today. Are you trying to turn the world upside down? Today, your husband will give you a good test. '" "Saying this, I rolled over and pinned her down.

'Husband, husband, I was wrong, no, no…' Sister Mu apologized hurriedly.

Of course, I didn't accept her apology, but instead forgave her in a different way. During

our second sexual encounter yesterday, Sister Mu was completely uninhibited, no longer holding back, and screaming even more wildly than when we were in Beijing, which made Zhou Yan look at me with more hostility the next day. Although I felt a little guilty, I thought, 'Who told you to give birth to such a beautiful daughter who has bewitched me?' With Sister Mu, I really don't want to waste a single day.
Thinking this, I calmly returned Zhou Yan's gaze. Hehe, Zhou Yan stopped staring at me.

At the dinner table, Zhou Yan suddenly said, 'Be careful.'
At Sister Mu's shout of 'Mom!', I spat out a mouthful of rice all over the table. With rice grains all over my mouth and nostrils, I explained, 'We never use condoms.'

This earned me another shout from Sister Mu: 'Husband!'"

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