February 3rd, the tenth day of the first lunar month

Seeing the news, the epidemic seems to be getting worse, and all related work at our unit has been suspended. This morning, after waking up, I talked to Dingding. She said that the first batch of crew members who came to the base for quarantine had been released from centralized quarantine and gone home. According to the plan, Dingding should be home on the thirteenth day of the first lunar month. Dingding seemed very excited as she spoke, her words revealing her longing for me. I also told her about the situation at home, including my sister-in-law and I being quarantined at home, and predicted that if Dingding came home, the three of us would continue to quarantine under the same roof for another week. Dingding's reaction was surprisingly calm. However, when talking about her cousin, Dingding hesitated and stammered. After
hanging up the phone, looking at my sister-in-law sleeping soundly beside me, I felt utterly helpless. In three more days, I will see Dingding; in three more days, my fleeting relationship with my sister-in-law will end; what's even more painful is that we will still be together every day.
Just then, my sister-in-law woke up. She looked at me, stretched out her arms as if asking for a hug, and I pretended to hug her without saying a word. She was quite direct: "When Dingding comes back, I'll give you back to her."
We got out of bed, and after using the bathroom, she laughed and scolded, "We were too crazy yesterday! My legs are still shaking! They're so weak." I suggested, "Let me give you a massage today at home," and she excitedly agreed.
After breakfast, she volunteered to do the dishes, while also reminding me to prepare. I took out a summer swimming towel and some essential oils I bought in Indonesia from the closet. To create the right atmosphere, I connected my phone to the TV and found some quiet music for spas on QQ Music. Once everything was ready, I closed the bedroom door, opened the curtains, and let the sunlight stream into the master bedroom. I made the sheets, prepared hot towels, and waited for my beloved to arrive.
A moment later, my sister-in-law came running in with a smile: "Are you ready?" I said, "Welcome, ma'am! Technician number 99 is at your service!" She looked at me and laughed, "You opened the curtains so wide, are you afraid people can't see us?" I said it was alright; our building is the southernmost one. Unless someone is watching from across the street with binoculars a kilometer away, who could see us?
She didn't say anything and just lay down on the bed. I started by gently massaging her from her neck to her shoulders, then her back and buttocks to relax her. Without consulting her, I simply took off her loose round-neck shirt from bottom to top. I gently kneaded her skin, preparing for the oil massage.
After two minutes, I took the oil, squeezed a few drops onto her back, and then gently dissolved it in my palm, starting to massage from light to heavy, from slow to fast. With each press of my massage, she began to hum rhythmically. Occasionally, my hands would unintentionally touch the outer side of her breasts, but I felt she didn't seem to react. Gradually, I continued to move inward until I could touch her areola, but strangely, she still didn't react.
I whispered in her ear, "Take off your lower body too, so you don't get it on your clothes later." She just hummed in response and then fell silent. I quickly pulled off her panties, and instantly her round buttocks were exposed to the sunlight. I didn't care about anything else, and picked up the essential oil, dripping a few drops onto her buttocks, especially on her buttock crease. For a moment, I thought I saw my sister-in-law's body tremble slightly, but then it returned to normal. I ignored that and randomly started kneading her buttocks.
Because my sister-in-law exercises and works out regularly, her buttocks felt particularly elastic, without any noticeable excess fat. To put it bluntly, they felt really good to the touch. I don't have much massage experience myself, but I've often been massaged by others in Thailand, and I've seen many articles about opposite-sex massage online, so I can only imitate what I've read. After thoroughly rubbing and dissolving the essential oil on her buttocks, I began my assault on her cleft. With the lubrication of the oil, my fingers easily slipped into her anus, and based on her reaction each time, I knew she didn't find it offensive. Below her anus was her vulva. When my fingers touched it, her legs involuntarily parted, revealing a glimpse of her vulva from behind. It was then that I noticed her lips and surrounding area weren't the dark tan of those who frequently had sex, but rather a delicate pinkish hue. This discovery excited me, and I quickened my pace. My hands were slippery, whether from the essential oil or vaginal fluid, and as I rubbed, she murmured softly, moaning and groaning.
Suddenly, I felt her body tense, and my right hand, which was massaging her vulva, was tightly gripped by her thighs. Yes, she must have orgasmed! I didn't move, quietly waiting for her reaction. Two minutes later, her muscles gradually relaxed, and her legs slowly opened, so I continued massaging.
After a while, her back was almost done, so I said to my sister-in-law, "Turn over." She didn't say anything and quietly turned over. Sunlight streamed through the window onto her body. Her eyes were slightly closed, her face flushed, her cherry lips trembling slightly, and her breasts, white and tender, rose and fell with her even breathing. I hadn't noticed before, but my sister-in-law's waist was amazing; there was practically no excess fat, which contrasted beautifully with her dark, shiny pubic hair. It was simply breathtaking. My sister-in-law's room had a great shape, like a small Mongolian yurt; perhaps this is what people call a "steamed bun."
I continued to use essential oils on her body, especially on key areas, where I deliberately put in extra "effort." I rubbed my hands together with essential oil and squeezed her breasts upwards, my index fingers also busy circling her nipples until they hardened. When I got to her lower body, I deliberately poured more oil on her pubic hair and rubbed it with my left palm while my right index and middle fingers moved in and out of her lips, causing her body to contort and her to make suppressed sounds. Seeing this, I asked her, "Would you like to upgrade your service?" She mumbled something, and I said, "A naked male massage!" She smiled and remained silent.
I quickly removed my clothes, poured some essential oil onto my hands and body, then rubbed my body against hers. Occasionally, I would touch her ear with my lips, but without kissing her. During the friction, several times I unintentionally "accidentally" slipped my penis near my sister-in-law's lips, but out of "professional ethics," I quickly adjusted the direction of my penis and focused on servicing her. My sister-in-
law was dazed by me, muttering incoherently, only sporadically hearing things like: "Want...faster..." Finally, seeing that the time was right, I took advantage of an accidental entry and never pulled out. With the insertion, my sister-in-law let out a scream from her throat, then hugged me tightly. As our fluids mingled, I once again unhesitatingly ejaculated into my sister-in-law's body. After
a long while, my sister-in-law stammered, "You're too amazing, I feel like I can't even stand up, am I going to die?" I pressed down on her back and gently asked her, "Have you never felt this way before?" My sister-in-law didn't try to hide it from me: "I haven't let her touch me since my miscarriage."
WHAT? I immediately stood up, turned her over with both hands, and looked at her with astonishment!

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