My mother-in-law was my sex education teacher

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The first woman in my life was my mother-in-law, which happened five years before I got married.
That was in 1971, when I visited my family for the first time.
In 1969, amidst an unprecedented tide, I also joined the rush to the countryside. My childhood friend and neighbor, Bai Hua, accompanied me to the Inner Mongolia Production and Construction Corps.
Hua and I are the same age. We were in the same class in kindergarten and elementary school, and we went to and from school together every day. We only separated when we went to middle school. I went to the Sixth Boys' Middle School and she went to the First Girls' Middle School. But because our families lived together in a two-story building, with her family on the left and mine on the right, we maintained a close relationship. Our fathers were old comrades-in-arms who had fought together through gunfire, and later worked in the same government agency. They were cadres who were not high-ranking but certainly not low-ranking either, so they had living conditions that were unimaginable for ordinary families at that time.
In 1966, the parents of both families were almost simultaneously denounced, and the secretaries, guards, drivers, and cooks all disappeared. Even the nanny left. Our two families were forced to move to a row of houses in a corner of the compound. She was an only child, and when we were sent to the countryside, Aunt Li (her mother) entrusted her to me, agreeing that we could go together to make a difference in the vast countryside. When we left Beijing, we hadn't seen our fathers for almost three years. Later, we learned that her father had passed away in 1968.
We were in the same company in the corps. I always did my best to take care of Xiaohua. Aunt Li would always include a page for me in her letters, thanking me for taking care of Xiaohua and reminding us to be careful in everything and take care of our health. Sometimes she would send a small amount of food and specifically ask me to eat some of it. Xiaohua also cared for me a lot. I would wolf down almost all the food that came from either of our families. The expression on Xiaohua's face when she watched me eat seemed to show more satisfaction and contentment than when she ate it herself. Unfortunately, at that time I only knew how to fill my own stomach and never considered Xiaohua's equally hungry stomach.
July 1971
That month, I returned to Beijing for the first time on leave to visit my family. Shortly after Lin Biao's defection, my father was "liberated," reinstated to his original position, and the family moved to a courtyard house in the city. Aunt Li's family was also exonerated, but since Uncle Bai had passed away, Aunt Li moved alone to an apartment in a suburban area. When Xiao Hua saw me off, she tearfully and repeatedly urged me to visit her and ask if I needed any help.
Actually, even if she didn't say it, I would still go to visit Aunt Li, because I have been pampered by Aunt Li since I was a child. She almost treated me like her son. Sometimes when I bullied Xiao Hua, she would protect me instead, while my mother would get angry and spank me a few times.
I was 19 years old then, and I had learned some life lessons. I felt sorry for Aunt Li because she was all alone, and I would do my best to help her in any way I could.
The day after I returned to Beijing, I went to Aunt Li's house. As I was leaving, my mother told me, "Your Aunt Li has had a tough few years, and I haven't had time to visit her. I heard she now lives in a fairly spacious place, but it's too remote. When you get there, see if there's anything we can help with. If there's any heavy work, lend a hand. I heard she moved there more than half a year ago, and she still has a lot of things packed up. Sigh, it's tough being a woman alone! If you need anything, you can go more often, or you could stay at her place. Anyway, the housekeeper isn't here these days, and your room isn't ready yet. It's okay to come back in a day or two. If she has a phone, give her a call."
It took me over an hour to find Aunt Li's place, following the address Xiaohua gave me. It was a cluster of three buildings at the foot of West Hill. The buildings looked nice from the outside, but the place seemed very desolate, as if not many people lived there.
Aunt Li lived on the second floor of the building on the west side. When I knocked on the door, Aunt Li was almost stunned to see me. After staring at me blankly for a moment, she suddenly hugged me, crying and laughing, saying, "Bingbing, I'm so glad to see you. How is Huahua? Why didn't she come back? Why didn't she send a letter beforehand..."
A barrage of questions left me unsure which to answer first. I had never been held so tightly by a woman since I could remember, and I was momentarily at a loss for what to do.
I had grown taller than Aunt Li by then; her head barely reached my nose. My nostrils were filled with a captivating fragrance, a scent that made me uneasy and restless—I later learned it was the scent of a mature woman. I stood there dumbfounded in her embrace, my little brother stirring restlessly between my legs. I was so embarrassed that I dared not make a move, blushing and inwardly cursing myself for being so pathetic.
Aunt Li seemed to sense the hardness in her lower abdomen, and hurriedly let go and took a step back, her face turning red instantly.
I stammered, "I'm sorry, Aunt Li, I didn't mean it, I'm so sorry, I..."
Aunt Li looked up at me in surprise, and paused for a moment: "Bingbing has grown into a man, a real man now... Ah, it's okay, it was Auntie's fault, I shouldn't have... hugged you like that, it's just... seeing you reminded me of Huahua, and I forgot all about it for a moment, Bingbing won't blame Auntie, right!"
"No, no! No! Of course I wouldn't blame you, Auntie, it's just... I didn't mean to, please forgive me!"
"What's there to forgive or not? Bingbing is three months older than Huahua, and he's 19 years old now. He's a grown man, so it's perfectly normal for him to have a reaction. Don't think about it, come inside." With that, she led me into the room and sat me down on the sofa.
"When did you get back? What would you like to drink? Would you like some soda? Was your journey smooth? How's Huahua doing lately?" Aunt Li asked as she busied herself.
She wore a thin white polyester shirt, the shape of her bra faintly visible underneath, and grass-green military trousers. She was barefoot in plastic slippers. Aunt Li used to be a dancer in the Qianjin Art Troupe. She had a great figure, fair skin, and short black hair that made her look very energetic. Her breasts, while not huge, were full, and they trembled slightly with her rapid movements. I couldn't answer her question; I just stared blankly at her rhythmic movements.
"Bingbing, what are you daydreaming about! Is your auntie still somewhat attractive?"
"Ah! I... I'm not... I..."
"To be honest, is Auntie very old? Has she lost all her charm?" she asked, gracefully turning around to show off her still youthful and energetic figure.
"No...no, Auntie, you're beautiful, really, so beautiful! Oh no! That's not what I meant!"
Aunt Li smiled and handed me the soda, saying, "Bingbing, you have such a sweet tongue. Drink up, it's hot enough today, and there's more if you want. What you said makes me very happy. I know I'm an old lady, but I'm so happy that you're coaxing me like this. Thank you, Bingbing."
"I'm not lying, Auntie really is..."
"Alright, let's talk about Huahua. Is she alright? Tell Auntie."

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