My beastly boyfriend taught my daughter bad things. (08)

My daughter was corrupted by her beastly boyfriend (8)
My daughter told me that tomorrow is her boyfriend's birthday and she wanted to spend the weekend with him. Her boyfriend also invited me and asked if I wanted to come along. I thought about it and wanted to get to know her boyfriend better, so I agreed.
Her boyfriend arranged for us to meet at a bathhouse, a very luxurious one. My daughter said that it was owned by her uncle, and that his family was in the entertainment industry and were well-known locals. After we went in, a hostess came up and asked if we were so-and-so. Then the hostess told my daughter that her boyfriend was waiting for her in his office and asked her to go over. She then told me to get a spa treatment first and that they would come to find me later.
So I changed my clothes according to the hostess's instructions. In the men's bathroom, there were several small rooms with tinted glass. You could see out from inside, but not inside from outside. There was a sign on the door that said "Spa Area". Then, following the number they gave me, I went inside.
Inside, there was a woman dressed in a bathhouse uniform. She looked to be in her early twenties, quite pretty, but a bit rustic—the kind of girl you'd find in the countryside. She greeted me as "Boss," then had me lie down, washed me, and started giving me various massages. At first, I was a little embarrassed and could only watch the scene outside the men's bathhouse.
Later, I got used to it and realized this woman's massage was actually quite comfortable, so I closed my eyes to rest. She started massaging my thighs, then continued massaging around my genitals. I got an erection quickly, and feeling a little embarrassed, I looked at her. She didn't show any expression and continued massaging intently. I continued to close my eyes and enjoy the moment, and then for some reason, I started to think about something.
I remember when I was young, I was dating my wife, not yet married. We rented a place to live, and because we were poor, we could only share. After about a month or two in that new place, I got to know the two families next door. Everyone was out there struggling to make a living, and it wasn't easy for them. There was a couple next door. The man was called Xiao Wu. He was chubby, wore glasses, and looked quite refined. He was a nice guy, but I always felt that he was a bit arrogant. He always thought he knew everything and talked to us in a tone like a "teacher."
I guess everyone has encountered people like that around them. Actually, he was just an honest guy who had never seen the world. His wife was very average. Compared to my wife, I would say she was only a 60 out of 100. That day, we ran into him at the door when we got home. We exchanged a few pleasantries, and then he started chatting with us. I forget the specifics of what it was about, but it made me quite uncomfortable. He was talking a lot even though he clearly didn't understand anything. I didn't respond much; my wife did most of the interaction. They even started arguing about a topic, one saying he was right, the other saying she was right. I couldn't be bothered with them.
After we went back to our rooms and rested for a few minutes, my wife sat on the edge of the bed to change. She had just put on a very thin, tight-fitting white see-through tank top that covered her breasts, making them bulge out. There was also a bit of fat on her stomach that was visible, and her two dark brown nipples were very obvious and protruding. It was practically the same as not wearing anything at all; it was almost transparent, like a layer of frosted plastic wrap. Actually, she was wearing another layer over this, just as an undershirt (I...). I really don't know what this kind of clothing is designed for, a bra? )
At this point, I wasn't really paying attention to her changing clothes when there was a sudden knock on the door. I naturally went to open it, and then it was Xiao Wu. Xiao Wu came in with an iPad, grinning. He walked naturally to the middle of the room, as if it were his own room, with his back to me. I saw my wife grab a t-shirt, probably wanting to put it on quickly.
Xiao Wu asked if we were alright. My wife and I exchanged glances. Actually, we weren't very welcoming of him. Then I noticed my wife's outfit. I gave her a mischievous smile and shook my head. My wife seemed to understand what I was thinking, because I had always told her I wanted her to show some skin in public, and she had agreed. We had done it a few times. This time, she seemed to understand what I meant. She grabbed the t-shirt with one hand, but didn't put it on. We reluctantly told Xiao Wu it was nothing, but my wife kept staring at me. I used my eyes and shook my head to tell her no.
Xiao Wu probably saw my wife's outfit, paused for a moment, then pretended not to know anything and, as usual, grinned and leaned closer, still gesturing on the iPad in that teacher-like tone, saying that what had just happened was exactly what he thought, etc. Although Xiao Wu acted naturally, I know all men are the same.
My wife, while talking to him, still grabbed her shirt and covered her chest, glancing at me every now and then. I shook my head again, telling her to leave it like that.
She hesitated several times, not putting her clothes back on, and finally simply put the shirt aside and started chatting with him. The scene was really exciting, it was like my wife was talking to Xiao Wu shirtless.
Xiao Wu was very close to her, and since I was behind them, I couldn't see what Xiao Wu's eyes were looking at. I just felt a lot of excitement and pleasure. My wife has a great figure, a B-cup, and is very beautiful. I imagine that guy, Xiao Wu, was drooling and had a nosebleed. He went back to see his wife and then thought better of it, deciding that my wife could masturbate herself.
After Xiao Wu left, I had sex with my wife. I was incredibly excited. (This is a true story.)
After the meditation ended, I returned to reality. The woman said the spa was over and then left through the back door. My penis was still erect. I thought it was pretty unfair of this place to let customers have fantasies without actually satisfying them. Or was it just me having fantasies?
I didn't care anymore. After the swelling went down, I went to the outdoor bathhouse. There weren't many customers at this time of day. A little while later, a familiar figure appeared from the entrance. He was easy to recognize because of his silver-gray hair—it was my daughter's boyfriend. He was completely naked, with clearly defined muscles, and quite handsome. Then I noticed that he was accompanied by someone shorter than him, wrapped in a towel, with his head down, like a thief. The man spotted me immediately, waved, and walked over. It wasn't until the shorter guy followed him that I realized, "Holy crap, isn't that my daughter?!"
What's she doing here? This is the men's bathhouse! The man went into my bath, and my daughter, head down, quickly followed. She hid her hair in a towel, making it look short. She seemed to relax after getting in, finally lifting her head, then still closely following her boyfriend. Her
boyfriend and I exchanged a few pleasantries, and we actually started chatting naturally. I don't know what I was thinking at the time, but we were having a pretty good conversation. My daughter occasionally chimed in, mostly just listening. (The content is omitted.)
After a while, I asked, "Why did you bring your daughter to the men's bathhouse? Aren't you afraid of being discovered?" He said this club was his family's, so he could come and go as he pleased, like the owner. The employees all listened to him, and they all used VIP facilities. It wasn't crowded, and then my daughter said she wanted to come with us, so he brought her in.
I looked at my daughter; her face was a little red. Two middle-aged men entered our bathtub, about five meters away on the other side. I was worried they or others would see my daughter, but she seemed unconcerned…
She seemed to be sitting on her boyfriend's lap, shifting slightly. I couldn't see clearly in the water. I stared at them, a little stunned. Suddenly, my daughter came over and grabbed my penis, stroking it, saying, "Daddy, don't be angry, I like you too."
At that moment, her boyfriend swam behind her, using his large body to block her view. I saw his hand moving underwater. A few seconds later, he pulled out a large towel and placed it on the edge of the tub. Damn, he took my daughter's towel!
My daughter looked back, her face slightly red, and continued stroking my penis. I could feel her boyfriend pressing against her from behind. Because of the distance, I didn't think he was penetrating, just teasing her. Then I saw her boyfriend's hands touching my daughter's breasts underwater, squeezing them.
The three of us were covered in sweat. After a while, her boyfriend took back her towel and wrapped it up. We prepared to leave the pool. Perhaps because it was afternoon, there were suddenly more people. I was a little worried about how my daughter would get out
. But then, the two of them just naturally left the pool. Several people around us, including those who had been in the pool before, looked at us. I don't know if they noticed, but it's already strange for a man to be bathing wrapped in a towel. If they realized it was a woman, imagining what was underneath, wouldn't they all get an erection?
They quickened their pace and walked to the other end. I followed them. We arrived at a sauna room, the same sauna as the one we had been to before. It was like a room where you couldn't see in from the outside, but you could see out from the inside. Once inside, the guy seemed to know his way around and had lowered the temperature.
I sat on one of the wooden chairs, and they didn't seem to mind. They started kissing right in front of me. Then my daughter took off her towel, and the two of them stood naked in front of me, embracing and kissing. I sat on a wooden bench, and behind them was the scene outside the glass. I felt like I was watching a play, with my daughter as the main character. I turned around, and the guy inserted his penis into my daughter's body. My daughter screamed. They completely ignored my presence, as if I were invisible. They didn't care if anyone came in from outside, but from this angle, you could see if anyone came in. The guy grabbed my daughter's waist with both hands, standing and using his waist strength to thrust against her. Her breasts bounced with each thrust, and her petite, still-developing body... My penis was already rock hard...
After a while, the guy pressed my daughter against the glass and then penetrated her from behind. He went faster and faster, then let out a few moans, and my daughter cried out several times. When he pulled his penis out, a puddle of fluid flowed from my daughter's vagina onto the ground. Then her boyfriend sat weakly on my other side, lying down and still panting.
My daughter turned around and looked at me with a very seductive gaze. I felt like she was calling me. I walked over, a little dazed, and she grabbed my penis with one hand, aimed it at her vagina, and thrust it in. Then she moved, and I stood there enjoying it. After a while, we both felt it, and we made love while looking outside. I thrust into her desperately. Then we stood in the middle, without any support. I grabbed her breast with one hand and squeezed it hard, which also helped to keep her balance. Then I continued to penetrate her.
Just as I was about to climax, I saw an older man who looked to be in his sixties walking towards us through the window. I stopped and said, "Someone's coming. You should cover yourself with the towel." My daughter said, "No!" and kept penetrating me. Hearing this, I was aroused and felt like I was about to climax, so I wanted to ejaculate quickly. Then
I thrust into my daughter with all my might. My daughter tried to scream, but she could only cover her mouth with one hand. As the old man drew closer, I grew increasingly nervous. I desperately wanted to ejaculate, but I was just a hair's breadth away. My daughter saw me too and exclaimed, "Ah, ah, someone's coming! Hurry up and fuck me! We're going to be seen! It feels so good! I want to be seen!"
I felt myself starting to ejaculate, but it was too late. As I began to thrust forcefully into my daughter, the old man opened the door and entered. We were facing him directly, but I couldn't stop. How could I stop now? I simply let go of everything and accepted and enjoyed it.
As I ejaculated, my daughter, ignoring the old man's surprised gaze, stood there staring at us. She seemed to be looking at him and saying, "Shoot it into me! I want it so badly! Shoot it into my pussy!"
It took about five seconds for me to finish. Her boyfriend stood up and calmly said, "Let's go." He got up to leave. The old man who had just entered from outside had been stunned for a full ten seconds before he recovered. He slowly walked towards the wooden chair, his eyes still fixed on us. I caught my breath. My daughter wrapped herself in a towel. Her boyfriend was
waiting for us to come out, the door closed. But after she finished, she grinned mischievously and came over, giving me a two-second French kiss. Then she said, "Daddy, you were so good! Daddy, let's go." She then glanced at the older man with a wicked smile, turned, and left. I followed, my face flushed. I glanced at the older man out of the corner of my eye; I felt like he was looking at us with a jaw-dropping expression
. At that moment, I felt a mix of emotions.

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