January 28th, the eighth day of the first lunar month

Last
night, I don't know when, we both fell asleep. When I woke up this morning, it was only a little past six. My sister-in-law was still gently snoring beside me. But the blanket was pulled askew, revealing half of her breasts, making her look incredibly sexy. I stared at her blankly, my mind racing: This pandemic has not only changed our lives, but also the lives of everyone in my life. After the quarantine ends, how will I face Dingding, my daughter, my cousin… Will it be awkward when we meet again? How long can our relationship last? Or will we become lovers? But what if my cousin's family finds out…?
As my sister-in-law gently turned over, the last bit of the blanket covering her chest was removed, instantly revealing her beautiful breasts. Although I've become very familiar with this area over the past few days—I've touched it with my hands and used my mouth many times—I've never really observed it properly: the nipples aren't big or small, and perhaps because they haven't received any external stimulation, they're not as hard as they usually feel; and on those round breasts, I can clearly see the veins; the cup size is probably B or C, but I should ask her for the exact size; and under her armpits, I can see some mischievous armpit hair sticking up—I've heard that women with armpit hair also have a lot of pubic hair, I wonder if that's true. Speaking of which, I'm really quite impressed with myself; for the past few days, I've been filled with longing for the view inside my sister-in-law's underwear, but I've always restrained myself, without any impulse.
Just as I was thinking this, my sister-in-law woke up. She slowly opened her eyes and asked me what time it was. I checked my phone and told her it was past seven. She composed herself, slowly sat up, and in an instant, her two breasts burst out from under the covers, shining brightly before my eyes. I couldn't control myself and naturally leaned against her chest, gently taking her left nipple into my mouth and slowly sucking. My sister-in-law said, "Why do you men all like doing this?
It seems my cousin's mornings are quite erotic too!"
I was awake, but the thought of another boring day made me restless. I spend all day cooped up at home, either watching TV or sleeping. I wanted to deliberately indulge myself a little, but I worried about disrupting my biological clock and not being able to adjust when normal life returns. I checked the time; it wasn't even eight o'clock yet, so I proactively called Dingding. It sounded like I'd woken her up. She asked why I'd called her so early. I told her I was forcing myself to have a regular schedule, otherwise my biological clock would be messed up. Dingding then asked how my sister-in-law was. I said she was in that room; I could hear noises, so she'd probably just gotten up and needed to use the bathroom. As I was talking, I turned my head to look at my sister-in-law sleeping next to me. Her almond-shaped eyes were wide open, which I found quite amusing and a little exciting. I couldn't help but pinch her nipples with my thumb and forefinger. She ignored me, turned around, got out of bed, put on her crew-neck shirt, and then went to the bathroom.
I chatted with Dingding for a while longer and learned that their centralized quarantine period should be less than a week. The remaining time should be spent in home quarantine by the neighborhood committee. However, I didn't know what to do in cases like Dingding's and my cousin's. The specific quarantine method would depend on the coordination between the community and their workplace, and would also depend on their individual opinions. Actually, it's quite difficult: after their centralized quarantine ends, Dingding should theoretically go home and quarantine with me for another week. Even with my sister-in-law there, it wouldn't be a problem, but my cousin is still there. Where should I leave him? Should he go to his own house, or come to ours? I definitely wouldn't agree to him quarantining at our house! But even if my cousin doesn't come, when Dingding comes back, the three of us will be under the same roof. What will our feelings be then?
After hanging up the phone, I stood blankly by the bay window in the bedroom, staring out the window, unsure of what to do. At that moment, I missed Dingding terribly; after all, she was my lawfully wedded wife. Of course, I missed my sweet and adorable daughter even more. The three of us were a family, sharing everyday joys and sorrows. But now, I was hopelessly entangled with my sister-in-law. I couldn't explain this feeling—wanting her, yet fearing to have her, fearing to lose her, yet knowing that in the end, I would inevitably lose her.
My sister-in-law, probably noticing my silence, came to my room. Seeing me standing by the window in a daze, she took my arm and asked what was wrong. I pulled my right arm away and hugged her, explaining the situation. Her reaction surprised me: "Then let Dingding come home. After all, she's the lady of the house." I said, "What will you do if she comes back?" My sister-in-law calmly looked out the window and said, "I will have to leave eventually.
" A cold wind suddenly rose outside, stirring up the withered leaves on the ground.
The gloomy atmosphere after the morning phone call lingered until lunchtime. Neither of us felt like cooking, so we just quickly took out the extra dumplings we'd made the other day from the fridge and ate them. Today is the eighth day of the Lunar New Year. Although we still have 12 days until our lockdown is lifted, I know it's not very meaningful because everyone is staying home. Even if we're lifted, we'll have to stay home again. Dingding and my cousin, on the other hand, only have 5 days left before they'll likely go back to their own homes. After lunch, I brought up the topic with my sister-in-law again. She kept her head down and didn't say anything. As I talked, I lost interest. Just when I was about to give up, she
looked up and quietly said, "Don't we still have 5 days?" Yes, 5 days! Women are sometimes calmer than men. I leaned close to her, touched my nose to hers, and whispered, "Every day we're together is our last." That
afternoon, I picked up the phone and told the kind neighborhood auntie that I wanted to eat hot pot. The auntie really lived up to my expectations, buying a lot of our favorite ingredients according to my menu: sliced beef, tripe, duck blood, enoki mushrooms—basically everything except beef aorta. I told my sister-in-law that after quarantine, we should definitely buy some things and visit these kind aunties in the community; they're truly amazing!
Dinner was exceptionally lavish; being able to eat hot pot with chili oil under the current conditions was quite a luxury. After everything was neatly arranged, my sister-in-law picked up her phone and said she needed to make a video call to my cousin. I said, "Are you trying to brag to her for me?" My sister-in-law smiled but didn't answer. No one answered the phone. My sister-in-law made two WeChat video calls and one phone call, but no one answered. I said, "At this hour, they're probably drinking and eating too!" My sister-in-law simply took a picture of the hot pot and sent it to my cousin, then put down her phone and prepared to eat.
Just as I was about to pick up my chopsticks to cook the sliced beef, my sister-in-law suddenly said, "Wait." Then she quickly grabbed two glasses and opened a bottle of baijiu (Chinese liquor). I joked, "Are you trying to get me drunk so you can take advantage of me?" "Come on!" my sister-in-law said casually as she poured the liquor, "I just feel like having a couple of drinks!"

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