Sleepless Night

The second time, I didn't set up any pornographic articles about mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law for Xiaoying. Instead, I set up real-life experiences of women having relations with their fathers-in-

law with positive and uplifting thoughts. My goal was

to gradually influence Xiaoying through these women's perspectives on mother-in-law/daughter-in-law sex, slowly indoctrinating her with these

ideas. Success or failure hinged on this. The next evening, after work, I came home and opened the door. I found Xiaoying wasn't waiting for me with slippers

at the door as usual . Only my father was in the living room, putting the children to watch TV. I looked towards the bedroom and found the door closed. Usually , when I came home, the bedroom door was wide open for ventilation. Why was it closed today? I stood at the door with my briefcase . My father turned to me. "You're back?" he greeted me. "Where's Xiaoying?" I asked my father. Before my father could answer, perhaps the sound of our conversation woke Xiaoying, who was in the bedroom. Hearing the click of the lock, she rushed out of the bedroom, grabbed slippers, and took my briefcase. "I was so engrossed in the internet that I forgot when you got off work , honey," she said shyly. Her face was flushed, a hint of rosy hue in her eyes, and her gaze was slightly evasive. Xiaoying had forgotten when I was home and even locked herself in the bedroom. These unusual actions told me something must have happened to her that day, but I didn't know if it was good or bad. That evening, after Xiaoying fell asleep, I turned on the video recorder. Xiaoying turned on the computer as usual, but when she saw the new webpage window, her expression suddenly became strange. Why were all the pop-up ads for mother-in-law/daughter-in-law stories these past few days? Seeing this, a thought suddenly struck me . "That's right," I thought, "I need to control the number of times these 'mother-in-law and daughter-in-law' articles pop up. It's too much of a coincidence if it's these kinds of articles every day . It might make Xiaoying suspicious. " Thinking this, I secretly rejoiced; thankfully, I hadn't thought of it too late. I continued watching Xiaoying in the video. In the video, Xiaoying started clicking through the articles about women's feelings about incestuous relationships -in-law, watching intently. Sometimes her mouth would drop in surprise, sometimes her brows would furrow, but overall, she seemed to be watching with great interest. While watching, Xiaoying would occasionally glance back at her father in the living room, her curiosity seemingly growing stronger. Perhaps Xiaoying was trying to empathize with those women, putting herself in their shoes . Perhaps the article I had set was too short; after finishing it, Xiaoying started clicking through all the content on the webpage, but unfortunately, she read them all . At this point, Xiaoying looked a little unsatisfied. After searching for a while and finding that she had read all the content on the webpage , she reluctantly closed it. After closing the webpage, Xiaoying leaned back in her computer chair, closed her eyes, and fell into deep thought, seemingly asleep . However, her chest heaved as violently as yesterday, revealing that her mind was far from calm. After a few minutes , Xiaoying raised her head and glanced back at her father in the living room. But unlike before, her gaze held a hint of desire in addition to curiosity— the kind of desire a cat has for a fish. I knew my wife might be a little tempted, but this temptation was far from enough to control her actions. At that moment, Xiaoying turned and slowly closed the bedroom door, then gently locked it from the inside. Then, with trembling hands, I opened the computer's browser. In the video, I clearly saw Xiaoying slowly type "incestuous relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law" into the search engine window. I noticed that Xiaoying's body and hands were trembling. The search engine had a wealth of resources, more than enough to browse. Seeing Xiaoying actively searching for information about incestuous relationships between mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law, I knew my first step in my plan with Xiaoying had succeeded. Xiaoying had become interested in the ambiguous relationship between mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law, although her interest wasn't strong yet. I believed that this interest would grow stronger with time and deeper understanding. Xiaoying began browsing the information , her left hand constantly covering her full breasts, which heaved slightly. The search engine contained a huge amount of information, accompanied by pictures and descriptions. During this time, I noticed that Xiaoying was particularly interested in pictures of young women with smooth skin having sex with older men with rough, aged skin, spending the longest time on those pictures... Xiaoying was still looking intently, so engrossed that she had forgotten the time . At this moment, she only... She was intently watching the increasingly exciting information on the computer screen. Xiaoying and I shared the same interests; I never expected she'd have the same hobby as me. Suppressing my excitement , I knew how right my plan was. I couldn't wait to see the day Xiaoying and my father made love. Even as I walked into the house, Xiaoying was still looking at the incestuous messages between her in-laws on the computer , caressing her increasingly aroused body with her hands, her expression filled with ecstasy. She didn't stop until she heard my father and me talking . Then, she abruptly woke up from her dreamlike fantasy, frantically closing the web pages , tidying her slightly disheveled nightgown and hair, and unlocking the door to come out. After watching the video, I turned to look at the sleeping beauty sleeping soundly in the moonlight. She was still so beautiful, but this beautiful sleeping beauty had been deeply poisoned by the slow-acting "poison" I had given her. That " poison" was beginning to slowly erode her body and mind. As the poison penetrated deeper, the day would come when Xiaoying " took over . "

I turned my attention back to the computer. I opened the browser's browsing history. Xiaoying wasn't very

tech-savvy ; her knowledge was limited to just browsing the internet. She had no idea that her browsing history was recorded

. I started looking at the information she had viewed just a few hours earlier.

It has to be said that nowadays, due to their husbands' busy work schedules,

countless young wives, unable to satisfy their sexual desires at home, are having sexual relations with their elderly fathers-in-law. And

these how many more clandestine incestuous relationships between fathers-in-law and daughters-in-law exist?

Judging from Xiaoying's browsing history, she was very interested in factual articles about real events and ambiguous images of older men and younger women having sex

. Conversely, she only skimmed through the fabricated stories about masturbation and lack of interest

. Xiaoying is a rather pragmatic person.

No one ever truly understands themselves, and you'll never discover all your interests. One

day, you suddenly discover something new and interesting, and you'll find yourself genuinely interested in it—something

you'd never noticed before. This is a kind of hidden psychology. While I was discovering this hidden psychology within myself

, I also made Xiaoying discover the same hidden psychology within her. I knew I had

successfully breached a corner of Xiaoying's heart and slowly instilled a "deadly poison" in her. Now it was just a matter of time

. As long as I carefully watched over Xiaoying and prevented her from getting the "antidote," the day the "poison" would take effect would arrive, and

everything

would fall into place naturally…
In the following days, Xiaoying stopped tidying up the house after work. She would quickly tidy up a few things

and then turn on the computer to look at articles and pictures. I knew Xiaoying was becoming increasingly interested in

articles .

Meanwhile, secretly observing Xiaoying's gaze towards her father, I noticed a new, indescribable

quality —a faint desire. In Xiaoying's eyes, her father, previously just her father-in-law and elder,

now held another identity—a vigorous, physiologically normal man, and

the older man she was currently most interested in.

Due to the strict censorship of the internet by the cyber police, I couldn't display pornographic videos

on Xiaoying's computer via pop-up ads. However, combining articles, pictures, and pornographic videos

would likely speed up the brainwashing process.

Xiaoying searched for information about father-in-law/daughter-in-law relationships and relationships between young and old on her computer every day, becoming less interested in

the web pages I had set for her. This was a good sign for me; Xiaoying was

actively seeking out such information, slowly progressing in the direction I had anticipated.

After half a month of effort, Xiaoying stumbled upon a forum and became

very interested in the father-in-law/daughter-in-law section and the forum itself. She spent almost every day on this forum reading the discussions and experiences of other women, and she even registered

a member account.

One day, during a video call, I discovered that Xiaoying had created a new QQ account and joined

a QQ group discussing incestuous relationships between mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law.

These groups typically only accept women, and video verification is required to join.

After Xiaoying passed the verification, she started listening to the women's discussions in the group; at this point, Xiaoying

was merely an observer.

Perhaps she had been so engrossed in reading that article that she forgot my work hours, almost arousing my suspicion. So

this time, Xiaoying set an alarm on her phone. Ten minutes before I entered the house, the alarm would wake her from the internet , causing her to close the webpage on her computer and the QQ account associated with the incestuous relationship group, and she wouldn't forget to delete the QQ login history

from her QQ login client . Seeing all this, I'm so glad I installed these video surveillance devices. Otherwise, I really wouldn't have been able to understand all the changes that had happened to Xiaoying , nor would I have been able to see in detail these actions of hers that I never dared to imagine before . After all, no woman would let her husband see another side of her. Although Xiaoying has become interested in the ambiguous relationship between her and her father-in-law, this doesn't mean that Xiaoying is willing to have anything happen with her father. There is a chasm between fantasy and reality that cannot be easily crossed. If I thought the plan was almost successful after seeing all this, I would be very wrong. There is still a long way to go. At this point, although the plan has been very successful, it seems to have reached a stalemate. Both my father and Xiaoying have become interested in each other, but they are hiding it in their hearts and dare not show it at all . How should I continue? This is making me very difficult. Slowly, Father's Day arrives. For , this holiday may be just an ordinary one, but for my family, it is a very important day because I have lost my mother, leaving only my father. All my filial piety is devoted to my father alone . Since my mother passed away, I have always celebrated Father's Day very solemnly for my father. This Father's Day was no different. Xiaoying cooked a lot of dishes, and I took leave from work, returning home a little . At the dinner table, my father and I toasted and drank heartily. Xiaoying also had a small glass, but to be able to take care of my father and me if we got drunk, she stopped after that . After eating a little something, she rested her chin on her hand and watched my father and me drink. Between drinks, my father and I talked about many things, including funny stories from my childhood, some little-known things about our family, and the hardships my father has endured for the family. As the saying goes, "the more you drink, the more honest you become ," and we talked a lot. Suddenly, we started talking about my mother. Perhaps people are more emotional when they're drunk, because when we thought of her, we both shed tears. Xiaoying, who was beside us, was also moved by our emotions and...

I gently wiped away the tears from the corners of my eyes.

Xiaoying is a good wife and an even better daughter-in-law. Because I'm very busy with work, Xiaoying spends

more time with my father than I do. You could say that Xiaoying has taken on so much filial piety for my father on my behalf,

and I'm very happy to have such a harmonious family.

My father and I both drank a lot in the end. Because I often socialize, I have a high alcohol tolerance, but

even I was a little unsteady on my feet at this point. My father was completely drunk and unconscious.

Although I was also a little unsteady on my feet, I was still very clear-headed.

That's the good thing about drinking; no matter how drunk I get, I stay conscious and

remember .

Xiaoying and I each took one side of my father and slowly helped him to his bedroom. After putting him on the bed

, I started to undress him, while Xiaoying went to the living room to clear the table and wash the dishes.

Because I was drunk, my fingers were a little stiff, and it took me a lot of effort to take off my father's outer clothes

.

Because my father grew up in the countryside, he's always had the habit of wearing thermal underwear, unlike us

city folks who only wear underwear.

I took off his thermal underwear, and he was

completely naked .

Most men experience some sexual arousal after drinking, and my father masturbates every night

, so tonight, with the added stimulation of alcohol, his penis was erect. Although not fully erect

, a bulging outline was visible in his underwear. At that moment, I was shocked by

the size of his penis. I'd only seen it in videos before; now I saw it in person—it was really big.

Just as I was about to change him into pajamas, a thought suddenly struck me.

Last time, Xiaoying was drunk, and my father saw her sexy side, which aroused his desire for

her . Why not do the opposite this time? Thinking this, I laid my father on his back on the bed

without covering him with a blanket. Since he was already very drunk, even if I slapped him a few times, he

wouldn't react. Then, I slowly pulled his erect penis out from under his underwear

, leaving his large penis exposed.

My father is a very frugal person; this underwear seemed to have been worn for a long time, washed many times, and

stretched out, loose and baggy. Even if my father woke up and found his penis exposed, he would think

it had accidentally come out while he was turning over, so I wasn't worried that anyone would suspect me.

After doing this, I pretended to be very drunk and stumbled back to the bedroom. During this time, Xiaoying

quickly came over to help me, and after getting me to the bedroom, she couldn't help but complain with some concern.

Before returning from my father's bedroom, I deliberately left my phone there.

After lying in bed, I closed my eyes and pretended to fumble around on the bed, slurring my words,

"Where...is my...phone? Xiaoying, help me...find...my phone."

"Ah, okay, honey, do you remember where you put it?"

At this point, I deliberately pretended to be asleep. Xiaoying called me a few times, but after I didn't respond, she

shook her head helplessly.

Perhaps seeing that I was drunk, Xiaoying was too lazy to ask me again and started searching in the living room. Perhaps she

suddenly remembered that when we helped my father back to the bedroom, I was clutching the phone in my hand. Xiaoying gave up

searching in the living room and went to my father's bedroom.

"Click," I heard Xiaoying open my father's bedroom door. "Tap tap tap," I heard Xiaoying

walk into my father's bedroom in slippers. At this moment, I was lying on the bed,

my hands ...
When I left my father's bedroom, I deliberately placed the phone on my father's bed, near his genitals

, so that when Xiaoying found the phone, she would see my father's exposed penis.

I didn't put the phone on my father's bedside table. If Xiaoying saw it as soon as I opened the door, she might

not notice my father's exposed genitals and would just grab the phone and leave the bedroom, which would be a waste of

all my efforts.

Xiaoying had already gone into my father's bedroom. My heart was pounding with tension. I dared not make

a sound, quietly listening for any sounds from inside. Since Xiaoying had

closed the bedroom door after helping me in, it wasn't easy for me to hear anything from inside.

But time ticked by. If Xiaoying was just looking for the phone, she should have found it

by now . But about 10 minutes had passed, and Xiaoying

still hadn't come out of my father's bedroom.

Ten minutes had passed; something must have happened in my father's bedroom, otherwise Xiaoying would

n't have been gone for so long.

I silently calculated the time, my heart pounding with anxiety. I desperately wanted to sneak out of

my bedroom to check on them, but as soon as I got out of bed and was about to open the door, I

restrained myself. If I went out now and startled Xiaoying and my father, wouldn't that be like alerting them and

ruining everything ? So I forced myself to stay put. I could only press my ear against the door, straining

to hear anything from my father's bedroom through the crack. But even with my hearing maximized, I

couldn't hear anything coming from his bedroom, only the occasional car

horn from the street outside. The whole room was eerily quiet.

Time continued to tick by. Just as I was about to give up and go back to bed, a very alluring sound suddenly came from my father's

bedroom , "Mmm..." It was Xiaoying's voice. Usually, when Xiaoying and I...

When Ying makes love, she only makes such moans when she's aroused.

Although the sound is silent, it's deep and alluring, like heavenly music,

lingering in the ear.

"Buzz!"

My head seemed to explode suddenly. Listening to Ying's suppressed yet seductive moans coming from her father's bedroom, my body began to

tremble . Has it finally happened? A scene flashed through my mind: Xiaoying took off her nightgown, her father's

underwear was removed, and both of them were naked. Because her father was drunk and unconscious, Xiaoying

, naked, straddled him, moving up and down. Xiaoying was so proactive, her hands constantly

caressing her vibrant breasts. Their lower bodies were connected, and lubricated by each other's love juices, their

bodies rubbing wetly. When Xiaoying lifted her hips, I could see her father's thick penis tightly inserted

in the crevice between her legs, in the alluring forest of pubic hair. Their pubic hair was covered with their love juices

, glistening in the moonlight... I gradually

came . Was Xiaoying really having sex with her father? Was my fantasy real? Impossible! But Xiaoying's

moans were still faintly coming from her father's bedroom. A full 30 minutes had passed since Xiaoying went into her father's bedroom

.

At this point, my penis was already extremely hard. I didn't dare to masturbate because I was afraid it would distract

me and prevent me from concentrating on listening to all the sounds coming from the bedroom. I suppressed my

sexual desire and listened attentively.

About five minutes later, "Ah..."

Finally, after Xiaoying let out a high-pitched moan, everything fell silent. I recognized that sound;

it was the sound of Xiaoying reaching orgasm during sex. In all the years we've been married, Xiaoying has only made such

a high-pitched orgasm sound a handful of times. I knew that Xiaoying had reached

orgasm in my father's bedroom... It was so exciting! Although I didn't see what was actually happening in the bedroom, just

hearing those sounds was enough to excite me to the extreme. I had never experienced this feeling before. My body

was starting to go numb, like I was on drugs, and I felt like I was floating, slowly drifting towards my father's

bedroom ... I don't know how much time passed, but "click," I heard the sound of my father's bedroom door opening. I quickly pressed my face

against the small glass pane of the bedroom door. If you pressed your face against the glass, you could see into

the living room . I held my breath, waiting anxiously.

A moment after the door opened, Xiaoying appeared in my sight, her face flushed. Her cheeks were

rosy from the afterglow of her orgasm, like a ripe peach, so alluring. After closing her father's bedroom door, she quickly

tidied herself, smoothing her slightly disheveled long hair. Then she reached into her nightgown to adjust

her bra, which might have been misaligned, and smoothed the wrinkles in the hem of her nightgown. During this time, Xiaoying's breathing

was quite rapid; it seemed she hadn't yet recovered from her orgasm.

At this moment, through the blurry glass, I noticed that Xiaoying's hair and nightgown seemed a little damp.

After quickly tidying up in the living room, Xiaoying glanced at the bedroom door in my direction. Because

the living room light was on and the bedroom light was off, I wasn't worried that Xiaoying would see the shadow of my head behind the door.

After closing the living room door, Xiaoying slowly walked into the bathroom. Was she going to wash herself?

Watching Xiaoying leave the bathroom, I soon heard the sound of running water from the shower. I knew my guess

was right; Xiaoying was washing herself.

I tried to calm my extremely excited emotions and dragged my numb body to the bed.

I was certain Xiaoying had just been in my father's bedroom; something must have happened between them. I could only find out the details when I saw the video

tomorrow night . I was really impatient;

the wild thoughts in my mind were giving me a headache. My goal had been achieved too quickly, making it feel unreal.

After a while, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped. I knew Xiaoying was coming back.

After calming myself down, I tried to steady my breathing, pretending to be asleep, and

turned to sleep on my side on the inside of the bed.

Every day, I slept on the outside of the bed, and Xiaoying slept on the inside. This position allowed me to secretly peek

at Xiaoying's reaction.

Xiaoying opened the bedroom door and came in. Afterward, I heard Xiaoying open the wardrobe and rummage around,

seemingly rummaging through something.

A moment later, Xiaoying slowly took off her slippers and climbed to the inside of the bed to lie down.

At that moment, I could smell the faint scent of shower gel emanating from her body, which had just showered.

After lying down, Xiaoying turned towards me, gently stroking my cheek.

I secretly peeked through my eyes and saw Xiaoying gazing at me with deep affection. Her hands trembled slightly, and her loving eyes

held a deep love, but also a deep sense of guilt—guilt towards me, and profound pain and

self-reproach.

But then I noticed that Xiaoying had changed into a nightgown. Where was the nightgown she had just been wearing

? She was wearing it when she went into the bathroom to shower, so she must have taken it off

there and then put it back on in her underwear when she returned to the bedroom. Could it be...? Time continued

to pass, and suddenly Xiaoying began to shed tears, sobbing silently. Then she raised her head and

gently kissed my cheek. As Xiaoying kissed my face, I felt a warm drop of water fall onto my face

. I knew it was Xiaoying's tear. Xiaoying kissed my cheek without moving, her tears still

dripping onto my face. After a long while, Xiaoying lay down again, gazed at me affectionately for a while, and then

turned her to me.

At this moment, I opened my eyes wide to look at Xiaoying's sexy back. Her back was still

so sexy, from her long, smooth legs to her wide, rounded hips, her slender waist

, and her captivating long hair—a perfect S-curve. But was this sexy body still

mine alone? Was I still the only one who enjoyed it? Was this body still

clean ? ... Feeling Xiaoying's tears on my face gradually cooling, I didn't dare wipe them away.

I believed Xiaoying wasn't asleep either, because her breathing was so irregular, and her slightly trembling

back told me she was still crying with her back to me.

I was afraid she would find out I wasn't asleep, so I could only let my tears dry naturally. I

tried to fall asleep with the help of alcohol, but it was all in vain. Tonight would be a sleepless night

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