I Became the Matchmaker Between My Father and Wife - Chapter 233

"Actually what?"
After hearing Xiaoying's words, I perked up considerably, and my tone became much clearer. I wonder if Xiaoying noticed the hint of expectation in my words.
"actually……"
Xiaoying hesitated again, and although I had my back to her, I could feel the struggle on her face.
"Actually, it's nothing. I'll tell my husband after he's rested..."
After a moment of silence, Xiaoying continued, but after hesitating for a while, she still didn't say anything more.
I didn't know what Xiaoying wanted to say, or if it was related to her father's matter. Actually, what I hoped for most was that Xiaoying would confess what happened last night, even if it was just a few words. But Xiaoying didn't say anything, and I couldn't help but feel a little upset. Gradually, I stopped talking. Xiaoying asked me some questions later, but I didn't answer them. I just pretended to fall asleep quietly.
Actually, I'm not physically tired right now, but mentally exhausted and very irritable.
Xiaoying massaged me while talking to me, but eventually she started talking to herself because I didn't respond to her. In the end, Xiaoying could only sigh and continue massaging me. When she found that my breathing was relatively stable, she stopped massaging me. A little while later, I heard the sound of the bedroom door opening, and then there was no other sound in the bedroom.
Xiaoying went out. Did she go to meet her father? I didn't see what happened between them during the day. While I was asleep from exhaustion, did they continue their lovemaking? I'm so tired right now, even my hearing is affected. Although I vaguely tried to search for sounds, no sound reached my brain. I don't know when, but I really fell asleep…
When I woke up, it was already the next morning. I had slept very well that night, but some sounds kept echoing in my mind during my sleep: Xiaoying's moans and my father's heavy breathing. It was as if the scene from that night was constantly replaying in my dreams.
But after waking up, I couldn't remember the details of the dream, only the sounds.
When I woke up, I saw Xiaoying lying next to me. She was nestled on my shoulder like a quiet kitten. She smelled of shower gel and had very fair skin. But I could still vaguely see a faint hickey in the cleavage that was visible through her neckline.
At this moment, I remembered my dream last night, and I was sure that Xiaoying had taken a shower last night, and there was this faint hickey. Could it be that Xiaoying had sex with my father again last night while I was asleep?
I slept very soundly last night, and those sounds and gasps echoing in my mind might actually be real sounds. Although this is just my guess, Xiaoying and her father have done these things while I was asleep before, so I can't help but suspect it.
Last night when Xiaoying gave me a massage, I didn't smell any shower gel on her, but I could smell it this morning.
Thinking about the lies of that night, coupled with the suspicions this morning, makes me feel even more frustrated.
I wanted to go to the bathroom for a smoke, so I slowly pulled my arm back, then got out of bed and headed for the bathroom.
I opened the door quietly so as not to disturb Xiaoying.
When I got to the bathroom, I took out the pack of cigarettes that had been sitting in the drawer for who knows how long, turned on the exhaust fan, and sat on the toilet, puffing away.
It was only a little past five o'clock. Because I went to bed early last night, I woke up early today. My father and Xiaoying were still asleep. After quietly smoking two cigarettes in the bathroom, I finally felt a little more at ease.
"I was so anxious, going to the toilet took so long... uh..."
As soon as I pushed open the bathroom door, I saw my father clutching his groin and pacing around in circles. It seemed he had been waiting at the bathroom door for a long time because he needed to urinate.
He swallowed the rest of his words as he spoke, staring dumbfounded at me as I emerged from the bathroom. Perhaps he hadn't expected me to be in the bathroom. No wonder, since I usually slept in late, and Xiaoying was always the one who got up early. Because of this, my father was certain that Xiaoying was in the bathroom, but he never imagined it was his own son.
"You've smoked two cigarettes, hurry up and go, Dad..."
I saw my father, who was covering his groin and looking embarrassed, respond, and then I walked past him toward the bedroom.
Immediately afterwards, I heard the bathroom door close behind me. Perhaps my father really couldn't hold it in anymore, or perhaps he wanted to avoid me.
Seeing how her father had just covered his crotch so openly, she realized that a normal father-in-law would never make such a vulgar gesture towards his daughter-in-law. Only a close father-in-law and daughter-in-law like Xiaoying would not have so many reservations.
Thinking about how embarrassed my father looked when he saw me, I became even more certain that something must have happened last night. This sneaking around felt like an affair, and I couldn't quite accept something that I couldn't control.
When I pushed open the bedroom door, I saw that Xiaoying had already woken up. She was half-lying on the bed in a daze, hugging the blanket with both hands, and her chest was squeezed by her arms, creating a deep cleavage.
When Xiaoying saw me come in, she paused slightly, and her whole body trembled slightly. This further confirmed my suspicions. Why would she be so scared if she wasn't guilty? "Did you sleep well, honey..."
Xiaoying asked timidly, appearing somewhat hesitant because she felt guilty.
"well enough……"
I gave a curt reply and then slowly lay back down on the bed.
Seeing me lying on the bed, Xiaoying slowly snuggled up to me, resting her head against my body. Because of my thoughts, I wanted to push Xiaoying's head away, but I was afraid of hurting Xiaoying's self-esteem, so I didn't make any other moves. Xiaoying's breasts were pressed tightly against my arm, and the soft feeling was incomparable to that of other women. I don't know how many men envy such a wonderful wife, but such an excellent and sexy wife has repeatedly succumbed to my father's crotch, writhing and yielding to pleasure under the thrusting of my father's strong genitals.
As I was thinking, I suddenly felt a hand gently caressing my genitals under the covers. Then it began to gently caress me through my pajama pants. I looked down at the outline of my crotch under the covers. There were only Xiaoying and me on the bed. This hand must have been Xiaoying's. Xiaoying didn't say anything, she just gently caressed my genitals. Was she trying to give me some compensation and comfort?
But I wasn't in the mood. The shower gel on Xiaoying's body proved she must have showered last night. The smell of that shower gel didn't make me feel clean; instead, it gave me a slightly dirty feeling. Although I agreed to Xiaoying having sex with my father, I wanted to keep this under my control at all times. The previous times, I deliberately worked overtime to tell Xiaoying, which was a way of indirectly informing and agreeing to what was going to happen next. But last night, when I got home, the two of them didn't even ask for my consent...
Xiaoying caressed me for a long time, but I don't know if it was because of my mood or because I was too tired, but my penis didn't show any signs of getting erect. Maybe it was because I didn't have any sexual desire for Xiaoying at all at that moment.
After caressing me for a while, Xiaoying noticed that my penis wasn't erect at all, and she couldn't help but get a little anxious. Perhaps she genuinely wanted to make it up to me.
Xiaoying's hand left my penis, and just when I thought she was going to give up, she suddenly crawled into the quilt and disappeared completely.
Just as I was wondering what Xiaoying was going to do, I suddenly felt my pajama bottoms and underwear being pulled down. Then a warm hand grasped my penis, and a warm, moist place enveloped my glans and shaft. "Sizzle..." Even with the blanket covering me, the sizzling sound of oral sex was clearly audible.
After Xiaoying caressed me a few times without getting an erection, she actually crawled under the covers and started giving me oral sex. Keep in mind that I had just finished using the toilet and hadn't even washed up yet, and Xiaoying started giving me oral sex. Just as I was about to feel a little touched, I remembered that Xiaoying had also been given oral sex by her father, and that she had even swallowed the mixture of saliva after the oral sex. Comparing them, I felt like I had become the latter, and the feeling of being touched that hadn't even risen up dissipated.
Xiaoying's oral sex skills have become increasingly proficient under her father's guidance. Now, she can only describe it as orgasm. Her tongue sweeps across my glans, coronal sulcus, and urethral opening, while her red lips grip my shaft, sweeping, licking, and sucking...
Xiaoying used all sorts of techniques. If I were in a good mood before, I would definitely feel intense comfort and pleasure. But thinking that she learned these oral sex techniques from her father, I felt increasingly depressed. I wondered if Xiaoying had done all of this with her father while I was asleep last night? Was everything she was doing with me now a replay of everything she did with her father last night?
Thinking about these negative things only made me feel worse. As a result, Xiaoying tried all sorts of oral sex techniques, but my penis didn't show any signs of getting erect. After a while, Xiaoying gave up. She crawled out from under the covers, her face flushed, I don't know if it was from the exhaustion of oral sex or from being cooped up under the covers.
There was still a trace of saliva at the corner of her mouth. She swallowed the saliva in her mouth. Everything in the future was so familiar, which made the resentment in my heart grow stronger and stronger.
Logically speaking, since everything was agreed to and arranged by me, I shouldn't mind so much. But I don't know when it started, perhaps from the moment Xiaoying lied to me on the phone, I began to have some resentment in my heart. Even if it was just a tiny bit, that tiny bit of resentment was like a bud that eventually grew bigger and bigger under the nourishment of negative emotions.
"Honey, have you been too tired lately?"
After calming down a few times, Xiaoying snuggled up to me again and murmured something.
"Yes, I'm so tired..."
I said weakly, I really didn't want to talk much at that moment.
"You didn't eat anything last night, I'll go make you something nice to eat..."
Xiaoying seemed to sense that something was wrong with me, so she got up from bed. A little while later, I heard the sound of cooking coming from the kitchen.
When it was time to get up, I washed up and then ate the breakfast that Xiaoying had prepared for me. It was very plentiful, and Xiaoying had prepared it with great care, but it didn't taste very good at the moment.
But I had to force myself to eat because I had another busy day of work to do, and if I didn't eat, my body would break down sooner or later.
I don't know if it was because of the awkward scene at the bathroom door, but my father didn't come out to wash up or eat. Instead, he stayed in the bedroom. Xiaoying didn't call him, and I pretended not to know that my father was at home.
After breakfast, Xiaoying helped me put on my suit and tie, and then I went to work.
Before leaving the house, I noticed that Xiaoying seemed hesitant to speak. I didn't know what she wanted to say, but she didn't say it in the end. I'm a stubborn person; I either say it or I don't. This kind of hesitant behavior annoyed me the most at that moment. I suppressed my dissatisfaction and left the house.
After arriving at the company, I began a busy day of work, which allowed me to temporarily forget the unpleasantness in my heart.
Around noon, I ordered takeout, intending to eat while working instead of going to the cafeteria. While waiting for the takeout, I temporarily put aside my work, and the frustration in my heart suddenly resurfaced. During my break, I decided to have a cigarette. I took my suit jacket and put the cigarette in the pocket, but when I took it out, I found something extra: a piece of paper folded into a heart shape.
Looking at this letter folded into a heart shape, a flood of memories rushed into my mind. It was during my university days, when Xiaoying and I exchanged letters to express our feelings, and every time Xiaoying wrote to me, she would fold it into a heart shape like this…

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