Guilty wife

Xiaoying, who was about to clean her father's penis again, had to stop once more. Hearing her father's words, she froze, staring at him with a mixture of understanding and confusion. This time, her father looked directly at her, no longer avoiding her gaze; he desperately wanted to know her answer.

Xiaoying finally understood the source of her father's earlier disappointment. She pondered blankly; perhaps she hadn't even thought about the answer, or perhaps she already knew the answer but didn't know how to express it. Tell the truth? She might feel embarrassed, wanting to protect her remaining "self-esteem" as much as possible; lie? That would hurt her father's feelings and pride. If it were me, I really wouldn't know what to choose. At this moment, I couldn't help but desperately want to know what Xiaoying would choose…

"Is the answer really that important?" After thinking for a while, Xiaoying indirectly refused to answer. By this time, her father's penis was cleaned, and Xiaoying picked up his underwear to help him put it on, but her father gently stopped her with his hand.

“I’ll dress myself, I can manage.” Hearing Xiaoying’s lack of answer, the father looked somewhat dejected. He lowered his head and began putting on his underwear and pajama bottoms, not pressing Xiaoying further. Perhaps he already knew the answer in his heart…

Seeing that her father had finished dressing, Xiaoying changed the sheets again. The sheets were almost always changed after they made love, given his large ejaculation volume. Next time they made love, would they put something under Xiaoying’s buttocks? That way, they wouldn’t have to change the sheets every time…

After finishing everything, the father gently lay down on the bed. Perhaps due to the earlier question, neither of them spoke a word during this process. After her father lay down, Xiaoying gently tucked him in and adjusted the pillows, like a dutiful wife serving her husband.

After everything was done, Xiaoying put on her underwear and nightgown, her incredibly sexy and alluring naked body now covered by the clothes. Xiaoying, carrying the soiled sheets and wet wipes, prepared to leave. Her father, lying on the bed, watched her retreating figure with lingering affection. The closer they were, the deeper his love for her. As Xiaoying reached the door and opened it, she suddenly stopped, gripping the doorknob, her back to her father, motionless.

"Actually…it wasn't entirely about the promise," Xiaoying mustered her courage, saying this before hastily opening her bedroom door and "escaping" her father's room, seemingly afraid of hearing his next words.

Sitting at my computer, hearing Xiaoying's answer, I couldn't help but shake my head and smile bitterly. This was the answer I both hoped for and didn't want to hear; it was a complex answer for me, even though I knew it was true. (For discussion, join the QQ group: 454587.) But before Xiaoying's answer, I still held onto a sliver of hope. This answer isn't so bad, really. At least it proves that Xiaoying got something from her father that I couldn't give her. It's like her father "compensating" her for what I did. That's the only way I can comfort myself.

After hearing Xiaoying's answer and watching her "frantically fleeing" figure, a look of wild joy flashed in my father's eyes. He was very excited. When a man is in love, every move of his beloved will seriously affect his emotions, including joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness. Although it doesn't prove that Xiaoying has feelings for him, it at least proves that Xiaoying isn't just after a promise. At least her body likes him. "She likes being with me, whether it's because of sex or because of love." I think my father must have thought that at this moment. My father closed his eyes with joy. I don't know if he was falling asleep or still savoring the pleasure he had just experienced...

After Xiaoying hurriedly left my father's bedroom, she went straight to our bedroom, still holding my father's bed sheets, used toilet paper, and wet wipes. After reaching our bedroom, Xiaoying realized she'd gone to the wrong place. Annoyed, she tossed her hair, then left the room and went into the bathroom. She threw her father's sheets into the washing machine, started it, and tossed the toilet paper and wet wipes, soaked with their bodily fluids, into the trash can, placing it at the bottom and covering it with other trash.

After doing this, Xiaoying went to the living room, sat on the sofa, propped her chin on her hand, lost in thought. A smile would appear on her face, then a shy blush, then regret and guilt…

The only sound in the room was the rumble of the washing machine. Her father lay in the bedroom, perhaps asleep. Xiaoying remained in the living room, lost in thought, waiting for the washing machine to stop…

After a long time, the washing machine's alarm woke Xiaoying. She hung the sheets to dry and went to the bedroom to rest, but tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. She was probably struggling with how to separate "sex" from "emotion," and how to proceed in the future.

Seeing the room now quiet and dark again, I finally breathed a sigh of relief. Watching my father and Xiaoying "be intimate" always made me tense and my heart race; my emotions rose and fell with their every move. Only after they finished did my tension subside. (For discussion, join the QQ group: 454587). Thinking about it carefully, the process was both heartbreaking and exciting. My wife's twisted psychology seems to be getting worse. Is it a good thing or a bad thing? Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. I've come this far, experiencing countless ups and downs. I can only adapt; nothing can be changed…

A long time passed, and the room remained as quiet as ever. It seemed nothing would happen tonight. I didn't turn off the computer; the headset was still on. I slumped onto my desk, ready to sleep. I was truly exhausted. Because I was wearing an earpiece, any loud noise in the video was enough to wake me up. I'm a light sleeper these days, and I didn't want to miss a single detail about Xiaoying and her father…

That night, I occasionally slumped over my desk, sometimes reclining in my old chair. In short, when I woke up the next morning, my back ached, and the earpiece had somehow slipped down to my neck. It was 5 a.m., and Xiaoying and her father were sound asleep in their respective rooms. Looking at the two sleeping so comfortably, and then thinking about my own aching back, I wondered if I was being too "great"? The two were enjoying passionate sex, while her husband was suffering.

That whole day, I was yawning, and my colleagues teased me, saying I'd been "naughty" last night, making sure I didn't sleep well. Actually, I had been "naughty," but in a way they would never imagine.

When I got home after work, I unlocked the door. Xiaoying was sitting at the dining table, chin in hand, waiting for me, while my father sat on the sofa drinking nutritious porridge. Seeing me enter, Xiaoying's face lit up. She quickly got up and went to the door to get my shoes and take my briefcase—something she did tirelessly for me every day.

"You're here..." My father's eyes flickered briefly when he saw me, but it was gone in an instant. He smiled and greeted me.

"Hmm... feeling better, Dad?" I put on my slippers, preparing to go to the bathroom to wash up before eating. My eyes inadvertently glanced at the bed sheet hanging on the clothesline on the balcony—the sheet stained with our lovemaking fluids from last night, still there.

"Uh, much better. I'm getting stronger every day, almost fully recovered." My father turned away to continue drinking his porridge, seemingly unable to meet my gaze for long. His guilt still lingered.

"Okay, that's good." I went to the bathroom to wash up. After I finished, my eyes inadvertently swept over the bathroom's trash can. I originally thought that Xiaoying would take out the trash this morning, but perhaps because the trash can wasn't full yet, it wasn't emptied.

I glanced at the closed bathroom door, then bent down and gently rummaged through the trash can. In a few moments, I found the toilet paper and wet wipes they had used the night before; the semen and vaginal fluids had dried and were stuck together in a tangled mess. Seeing my father's sheets and these tissues, I felt a pang of sadness again. "So it was all real..." I had always watched my father and Xiaoying's sex on videos, never witnessing it up close. Watching on video always felt somewhat unreal, but seeing these marks on my hands made me realize that it was all truly real. Deep down, I might have had a...% fantasy: that it was all a dream...

To avoid arousing suspicion from my father and Xiaoying, I quickly put the trash can back in its place, washed my hands again, and left the bathroom. At the dinner table, the three of us ate, chatting casually. Xiaoying was now able to face me calmly, perhaps out of guilt towards me (for discussion, add QQ group: 454587). Or perhaps because I looked so haggard, I felt that the affection and heartache in Xiaoying's eyes were growing stronger and stronger. Could this be considered a "blessing in disguise"?

After dinner, because my father was still in recovery and couldn't stay up late, he reduced his TV time and needed to rest early. Perhaps he was still too afraid to face me, as he went to his bedroom early. Xiaoying cleaned up the dishes. Because I hadn't slept well the night before, I dragged my tired body to my bedroom.

I sat on the edge of the bed, rubbing my temples to relieve my fatigue and try to fall asleep peacefully. My insomnia seemed to be getting worse. After I finished cleaning up, Xiaoying came to the bedroom. Looking at me, so listless and tired, a hint of heartache flashed in her eyes. She climbed onto the bed and knelt behind me, massaging my shoulders.

"Honey, you must be exhausted," Xiaoying asked with concern as she massaged my temples.

"I am exhausted, I don't know when this will end," Xiaoying replied, unaware of the deeper meaning behind her words.

"If it really comes down to it, we can find an easier job. Father can take care of himself now, and I'm going to start work tomorrow. My salary is quite high, you don't really need to work so hard," Xiaoying whispered in my ear. Father's health condition no longer required her care at home.

"I won't change jobs. This job is actually quite good. What job that pays well isn't tiring? Okay, honey, that's enough." I stopped massaging my temples and told Xiaoying to stop.

"Honey, go take a shower and relax," Xiaoying said, handing me a brand new towel.

"Yeah, I really should shower. I didn't take off my clothes to sleep last night, and I'm itchy," I said, taking the towel and getting ready to go to the bathroom.

"Husband..." I had just reached the bedroom door when Xiaoying's sweet, cloying call stopped me. I turned to look at her, puzzled. Her clingy tone was odd; she'd never called me that before. "Make sure you

wash thoroughly, don't miss a single spot..." Perhaps realizing her voice was a bit too "over the top," a hint of shyness flashed in Xiaoying's eyes, and she lowered her head bashfully...

"What?" I was completely bewildered by Xiaoying's antics. What was she up to? A bath without getting clean was no bath at all! Something was definitely amiss.

"Oh...you're so annoying! I told you to wash properly, so wash properly!" With that, Xiaoying pushed me out of the bedroom.

I stumbled into the bathroom, still dazed. Perhaps I was too tired from last night, my brain short-circuited, and I couldn't quite process what was happening. It wasn't until the shower water hit my face that my mind started to clear. Remembering Xiaoying's behavior and words just now, could she be planning some surprise for me tonight? Was she preparing some kind of compensation?

Thinking about the possible surprise, I carefully washed myself. The desire I'd been holding back from last night hadn't been released, and I could finally unleash it on Xiaoying. With that thought, my fatigue vanished instantly, replaced by anticipation, but also a touch of trepidation. I couldn't let myself be weak; I had to maintain my manly dignity.

Finally finished washing, I wrapped myself in a towel and went to the bedroom. But the moment I opened the door, I froze, instantly captivated by the "beautiful sight" before me. I stood there, frozen, unable to move. Xiaoying was wearing an incredibly sexy lingerie set—far more revealing and sexy than the nightgown she'd worn for my father last night. Although Xiaoying had worn a sexy nightgown for me once during our trip, this lingerie was far more alluring and revealing than that one. A sheer bra paired with a sheer thong revealed glimpses of Xiaoying's nipples and pubic hair, while her thighs and lower abdomen were also exposed. The lingerie was incredibly sexy, revealing, and seductive, perfectly complementing Xiaoying's stunningly beautiful figure and face—the scene was simply irresistible.

I stood frozen at the door, until Xiaoying shyly pulled me into the bedroom, closing the door behind her. She gently pushed me onto the bed. I was wearing my pajamas, and Xiaoying was straddling my lap, her arms gently around my neck. Her eyes held a seductive allure I'd never seen before, her breath sweet and fragrant. She gazed at me with such deep affection, and I remained motionless, as if hypnotized by her. Xiaoying was like a fox spirit incarnate; I'd never seen such a look or scene before…

“Husband…” A sweet, enchanting voice reached my ears… Xiaoying's body was soft and supple, her fragrance filling my arms. Her breath and body scent wafted onto my face, creating an irresistibly alluring scene that made my penis erect. Xiaoying, straddling me, must have felt my erection. A look of delight crossed her alluring face, but she didn't rush things; instead, she prepared to proceed step by step.

Xiaoying's kiss on my lips was intense. Before, we'd only had light kisses; this was the first time she'd kissed so passionately. She slipped her tongue into my mouth, searching for mine, and finally, after much effort, found it. Our tongues intertwined in a classic French kiss. (For discussion, join the QQ group: 454587.) At that moment, an image flashed through my mind of Xiaoying performing oral sex on my father, my tongue now tracing the length of his penis and scrotum.

I had thought that thinking about these things would make me feel sad and reduce my desire, but unexpectedly, my desire surged. Perhaps it was the contrast with this scene that allowed my lustful thoughts to take over.

Xiaoying's passionate kiss gave me some psychological balance; at least this French kiss was something my father never experienced. Compared to my father, Xiaoying gave me more. Slowly, Xiaoying pushed me down onto the bed. Would Xiaoying give me a little dance?

"Dad's home, it's not convenient for him to dance for you tonight..." Perhaps Xiaoying guessed what I was thinking, and gently explained in my ear.

After pushing me down, Xiaoying gently unbuttoned my pajamas, just like she did for my father last night. I compared it in my mind to last night while enjoying the service Xiaoying was providing. The constantly changing scenes in my mind alternated with the reality, giving me a thrilling experience of hot and cold sensations.

After unbuttoning my pajamas, Xiaoying directly took off my pajama bottoms and underwear, leaving me completely naked. When Xiaoying saw my naked body, she was stunned for a moment, a flash of memory and confusion in her eyes, tinged with a hint of disappointment. I think she must have thought of my father's naked body last night, and was now comparing it to mine. But Xiaoying's confusion vanished in an instant, and she focused intently on what she was doing.

Xiaoying lay on top of me, her breasts rubbing against my chest through her sexy lingerie. She began kissing my forehead, then my eyes, nose, earlobes, lips, neck, collarbone… all the way down, finally reaching my nipples. Xiaoying began licking my nipples with her tongue, occasionally sucking them into her mouth.

This was something I had never experienced before. In the past, Xiaoying and I were quite conservative during sex, it was usually the standard kind, rarely adding any romance. Today, Xiaoying, filled with guilt and deep love, was wholeheartedly doing all this for me.

I felt my nipples itchy, but also very comfortable, and they slowly hardened under Xiaoying's licking. Xiaoying licked my nipples for a long time, then her tongue began to slide down… (For discussion, join QQ group: 454587). Occasionally, Xiaoying would kiss my abdomen, but mostly she would lick with her tongue. After passing over my lower abdomen, Xiaoying came to what was perhaps her favorite place.

"Oh..." My penis was glided over by Xiaoying's tongue, the moist, warm feeling sending a jolt

through my body, making me let out a soft moan of pleasure. Hearing my groan, Xiaoying's eyes lit up with delight, and she began to lick and perform oral sex on me even more diligently. She did the same thing as my father had enjoyed the night before, meticulously licking every part—the glans, coronal sulcus, shaft, scrotum…

"Gulp…" After each bout of oral sex, Xiaoying would swallow her saliva, collecting all the "trophies" she had scraped away. After "serving" my penis for a while, perhaps fearing I would ejaculate too soon, Xiaoying changed her focus.

She began licking my inner thighs, then my calves, and finally my feet and toes…

I was completely mesmerized. I had only ever heard of such imperial treatment before, perhaps seen it in porn or novels, but I never imagined I would experience it myself, especially from my most virtuous and conservative wife.

I know why Xiaoying is willing to "sacrifice" so much for me. It's because of her love for me, her guilt, her dedication, her hard work, and everything else. Xiaoying is telling me more; if you want to discuss this, join the QQ group: 454587. It makes me truly feel her love for me and lets me know she's willing to give everything for me. The Xiaoying I knew before would never do these things; she considered it unconventional, even slightly perverted. I never expected her to break her previous principles today. Last night she said she would separate "sex" from "emotion," and now Xiaoying is fulfilling her promise…

My body is now completely under Xiaoying's control; I've given her complete control, and my body is responding to her. After a while, she gently turns me over, and I silently respond to her. After turning over, I'm in a prone position, and Xiaoying is on my back, licking and kissing me from the back of my neck down, leaving a trail of her saliva on my body.

Slowly, Xiaoying came to my buttocks and began to lick them. Her gentle licking of my buttocks was a distraction for me; I was enjoying it with my eyes closed, my mind blank. Distracting myself at this moment would diminish my physical sensations.

"Oh..." I suddenly let out a groan, a groan I'd never heard before, because I was experiencing the greatest stimulation I'd ever felt (details omitted, but you know what it is, right? Imagine it...).

I'd heard of the terms "anal licking" and "wandering," but only in legends; I'd never experienced them firsthand. Now I finally understood why Xiaoying had made me take a shower and specifically instructed me to wash every part of my body thoroughly. Now it all made sense.

Xiaoying lingered on that spot, and my whole body went numb, as if I'd been electrocuted. My body was limp and powerless; it felt so good…

Finally, Xiaoying turned me over again, her eyes filled with seductive allure as she looked at me. She slowly guided my penis, which was now at its maximum erection. Although it couldn't match my father's length and girth, it was comparable to any other normal man's.

Like yesterday with my father, Xiaoying straddled my body. Her expression was different from when she faced my father yesterday. Yesterday, she was like a queen, and my father like a male concubine or gigolo. But facing me, Xiaoying was like a concubine serving me, and I was an emperor enjoying his company. The tenderness and deep love in Xiaoying's eyes were something she hadn't shown when facing my father.

Slowly, Xiaoying squatted down, and only then did I realize that Xiaoying's thong was… open-crotch. There was a slit in the middle of the crotch fabric, completely allowing my penis to pass through. I knew this thong was specially prepared for me and wouldn't be used by my father in the future. Why? Because his egg-sized glans couldn't fit inside; it was only suitable for me.

While I was thinking this, Xiaoying suddenly sat down inside me, my penis enveloped in warm, moist air. Thinking of Xiaoying's vagina, which my father had penetrated at this time yesterday, my lust involuntarily intensified.

The only regret was that Xiaoying's vagina didn't seem as tight as before. Had it been dilated by my father's penetration? Perhaps I was mistaken, but the feeling inside Xiaoying's vagina was definitely different from before. After all, I had penetrated Xiaoying's vagina countless times.

After Xiaoying inserted my penis, she let out a moan, "Oh..." but I didn't know if it was genuine or just an act for me. Xiaoying adjusted her body and began to move up and down, facing me in a "lotus position." Remembering that Xiaoying had been facing away from my father last night... (For discussion, join QQ group: 454587) Refusing to have sex with my father face-to-face, a sense of superiority inevitably flashed through my mind. Xiaoying was completely different to me and my father; perhaps this was the difference between "sex" and "affection."

Xiaoying began to move her body against mine, my penis moving in and out of her vagina. Waves of pleasure surged through my penis; perhaps due to the stimulation of the previous "wandering," the pleasure was incredibly intense. Slowly, I felt myself about to ejaculate.

"Don't ejaculate! Please don't ejaculate! Can't you be a little more forceful? It hasn't even been two minutes yet!" Feeling the urge to ejaculate was imminent, I cried out inwardly, knowing I was about to "lose my armor" again.

"Ouch..." Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through my penis, causing me to cry out in surprise and gasp. My penis was only 2 centimeters long, while my father's penis was a full centimeters longer. Perhaps Xiaoying had gotten used to the rhythm of sex with my father last night; my penis wasn't as long as his. (For discussion, join QQ group: 454587.) As a result, Xiaoying wasn't paying attention, and one of the movements was too large for the length of my penis. My penis was accidentally pulled out of Xiaoying's vagina. She didn't react in time and squatted down, her hips, clad in a thong, landing squarely on my erect glans.

Everyone knows that a man's penis is very fragile, and the glans is especially sensitive. Xiaoying almost broke my penis by sitting on it like that; a sharp pain shot from my penis to my brain. Seeing me gasping and crying out in pain, she finally understood what had happened. She frantically touched my penis, gently rubbing it.

"Honey, how are you? Are you alright…" Seeing my pain, and knowing my health wasn't good to begin with, and then this happened, Xiaoying's voice trembled with worry. Her usual alluring charm was instantly replaced by concern and heartache.

This accident was truly a spoilsport. I was just getting into it, about to ejaculate, and then this happened, instantly extinguishing my desire to ejaculate.

"Ouch... I'm fine. You almost broke it, haha, honey, don't worry, look, it's still hard..." Seeing Xiaoying's worried and tearful expression, I quickly comforted her. Perhaps it was the lingering afterglow of the recent stimulation, but even though my penis was pressed down and the urge to ejaculate had disappeared, it didn't go soft; it remained erect.

Looking at my still-hard penis, I couldn't help but feel overjoyed. My sexual ability was not far from fully recovering. Although even if it fully recovered, it wouldn't be as good as my exceptionally gifted father, it would at least restore my male pride to its highest level.

"Honey... are you really okay?" Xiaoying wiped away her tears with the back of her hand. Seeing my forced smile, she still felt heartache and shed tears. She had seen my pain just now; it wasn't faked.

"I'm really okay, honey, look, it's still hard. If something was wrong, it would have gone soft long ago..." I helped wipe away Xiaoying's tears. The usually sexy and alluring Xiaoying now looked pitiful, making me want to comfort her.

"So... are you still okay, honey?" With my help, Xiaoying wiped away her tears and looked at my erect penis. She asked cautiously, seeking my opinion: continue if I wanted, stop if I didn't.

"Of course... come on, let's continue." I felt the pain in my penis had subsided, so I lay back down, waiting for Xiaoying to sit on top of me again.

Xiaoying looked down at my penis, which was covered in her vaginal fluid, then looked up at me, a hint of hesitation flashing in her eyes. My wife looked at the noticeably red glans, knowing the pain hadn't completely subsided. Finally, she looked into my eyes, a deep affection and determination in them, before looking down again...

"Oh..." I had thought Xiaoying would straddle me and reinsert my penis into her vagina, but instead, she took my penis into her mouth again and began to gently perform oral sex on me. My penis was almost completely inside her mouth, her tongue gently caressing the glans, and the pain in my glans lessened again.

"No... Xiaoying... dirty... hiss..." I thought about how my penis had just been pulled from Xiaoying's vagina, covered in our love juices and foam. Making Xiaoying give me oral sex felt like a desecration. (For discussion, join QQ group: 454587). I gently pushed Xiaoying's head away, trying to get her to stop and spit out my penis, but Xiaoying firmly pushed my hand away with her head, continuing to give me oral sex and "caresses."

Looking at Xiaoying stubbornly giving me oral sex, a tenderness flashed in my eyes, and my heart warmed. How could I not understand Xiaoying's feelings? She was using her actions to express her love and affection for me. The slight displeasure in my heart vanished without a trace at that moment, at least at that moment...

I stopped stopping Xiaoying. I stroked Xiaoying's hair, accepting the "affection" she gave me with peace. Because my penis had just suffered a setback, Xiaoying probably felt that having sex with me vaginally wasn't safe, and might even cause "secondary" damage to my penis. So, she actually used her mouth to service me, and in such a dirty situation, she was giving me oral sex...

"Uh... ah... oh..." After about ten minutes, stimulated by the previous "wandering" and with Xiaoying's increasingly better oral sex skills, I finally reached my limit and ejaculated in Xiaoying's mouth. The pleasure of ejaculation at that moment, combined with the visual impact of the scene just now, made this ejaculation seem much more plentiful than usual. Xiaoying's mouth never left my penis, using it to collect all the semen I ejaculated...

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