I am currently 28 years old and the mother of a two-year-old girl. After giving birth, I fell into an affair with my father-in-law. After two years of adjustment, I finally moved on.
I was born into an ordinary worker's family; my parents were a couple who had endured hardships as educated youth. I originally had an older brother who, due to a heart condition since childhood that wasn't treated promptly, worsened in adulthood. At that time, both my parents were laid off, and coupled with the need to send me to university, they gave up on his treatment, delaying it. Although they later received assistance from the boss of a private enterprise, it was still ineffective, and he left us.
Through the introduction of the person in charge of my parents' work unit, during the most difficult times of saving my older brother and funding my university education, Mr. He, the general manager of a private enterprise near our town, saved our family. He not only covered my brother's surgery and other expenses but also funded my university education. When I graduated and had no job prospects, he proactively offered me an employment opportunity at his company.
At that time, Director He was only in his forties—tall, imposing, amiable, and always willing to help others. He was a well-known private entrepreneur in our city and a member of the Municipal People's Political Consultative Conference. After I started working, I learned from colleagues that he enjoyed extremely high prestige and an excellent reputation within the company. Previously, as a leader in a state-owned enterprise, he had a steadfast lifestyle with no scandals related to personal conduct. Despite his wife's poor health, he never engaged in any inappropriate behavior.
He wasn't very good with computers, so he had me work as his office secretary, drafting documents, taking meeting minutes, sending and receiving faxes, and so on. I was very willing to do things for him and felt lucky to be working by his side. He was also very caring and understanding toward me, often praising my work results.
Later he called over his son, who worked at another company under their family, to introduce him to me, wanting us to get to know each other better. At the time I felt that being able to join their family would surely be very happy, so I quickly entered a relationship with his son. Because his wife’s health was getting worse and worse, after I confirmed the relationship with his son, we got married soon after. After marriage, it was very happy; this whole family had a relatively high level of cultural cultivation. Mother-in-law hoped to see a grandson while she was still alive, so not long after we got married, I became pregnant.
During my pregnancy, my mother-in-law's condition kept worsening. My father-in-law (I usually call him Dad) asked me to temporarily quit my job, return home to accompany my mother-in-law and rest in advance for childbirth, and even specially hired a part-time nanny.
Not long after I gave birth to my daughter, my mother-in-law finally passed away happily, beyond cure.
After my in-laws passed away, Dad became somewhat depressed. My mother-in-law was the founder of his career. She first used her own family's inheritance to start a company. After it was basically on a healthy development track, my dad resigned from his original job to run the family business. When the enterprise had grown to a considerable scale and his son had graduated from university, my mother-in-law was suddenly diagnosed with uterine cancer. My dad ran around to many major hospitals inside and outside the city, but couldn't effectively control the progression of my mother-in-law's illness. Later, she firmly refused to seek further medical treatment outside, wanting to spend more time by her husband and son's side, relying on self-administered injections and perseverance to maintain, but she had already entered the late stages of cancer before I joined their company.
After my mother-in-law later became unable to stand and was hospitalized, she still insisted her husband and son continue working. Therefore, during that period, my father moved into the hospital until my mother-in-law passed away. So after my mother-in-law's death, my father was very depressed, only cheering up when holding his granddaughter. Thus, as soon as he returned home from work, I had the nanny take our daughter to the backyard where my father lived to let her grandfather find joy. We also tried introducing potential girlfriends to my father through company veterans or relatives, but my father basically refused to meet anyone.
Later, I realized that Dad seemed to like watching me breastfeed my daughter, and I began to feel a little sympathy for him. After my father came back from the company, I often had the nanny do other things, while I took my daughter to keep him company, let him tease his granddaughter, and chat with him. Slowly, Dad told me the reason he didn’t want to casually date women: he didn’t want to associate with women he didn’t understand, he needed true feelings, and he believed that being rich and famous now was the biggest obstacle to his finding real love. Later, he took the initiative to chat with me, and I could see that he regarded me as his most understanding and most trusted friend.
However, I felt that after he became dependent on me, I began to worry that we might develop further. Sometimes when he saw me breastfeeding my daughter, he would not even look away; at times he would stare at me blankly. But I also did not make things awkward for him; I continued to feed my daughter naturally and generously. Gradually, deep down, I began to like that he watched me.
At that time, my husband not only had to handle affairs at the company he managed but also frequently went to Dad's company to take care of things because Dad would often call him when he was in a bad mood, asking him to accompany clients for drinks and card games or to assign and inspect work for employees. Dad also often instructed his mid-level managers to report and seek instructions from my husband when he wasn't in the office. He preferred spending time playing with his granddaughter and chatting with me. I understood his feelings at the time and was often very considerate of him. So, one morning on a day off, after the nanny had coaxed my daughter to sleep and gone to the supermarket to buy groceries, Dad and I were chatting in the small room next to my sleeping daughter in Dad's backyard. Dad suddenly stammered and begged me to let him suckle. I actually agreed without thinking. Only after agreeing did I feel very embarrassed, but Dad had already excitedly embraced me. My mind went blank, and I involuntarily lifted my clothes into a breastfeeding position. Before I could react, Dad really leaned in and took my left breast into his mouth.
After my milk was sucked out by Dad, I started feeling very embarrassed and said: 'Dad, no!' and tried to stand up, but Dad held me very tightly, and coupled with my genuine weakness at the time, I had to let Dad suck. After sucking a few times, Dad began to touch my right breast, continuously rubbing it up and down. Then he pressed me down onto the sofa I was sitting on, switched to sucking my right breast, and roughly fondled my left breast with his hand. After sucking a few more times, he lifted his head again, held my head with both hands, and kissed my face heavily. I also held Dad's head tightly, letting him kiss me. Shortly after, Dad freed one hand to kiss me while unbuttoning my outer garment, then freed his other hand to reach behind and undo my bra. He quickly got up to close the living room door. I was using his removed clothes to cover my body when Dad jogged over, pounced on me, pulled off my clothes, and began sucking my milk again. He said excitedly: 'Tingting, forgive me. I liked you from the first moment I saw you when I delivered money to the hospital for your brother. I really wanted you to be my family then, which is why I introduced you to Xiao Hao (my husband) in such a short time after you came to work for me. Thank you for making me so happy recently!' Then Dad kissed me heavily again, kissing into my mouth, and said, 'I will love you well,' etc. At that time, I was truly confused and infatuated, seemingly saying vaguely, 'Dad, I thank you for a lifetime, I really want you to be happy!' Dad said: 'Tingting, thank you for understanding Dad and helping Dad.'
After that, Dad roughly kneaded my breasts for a while again, then said while taking off my pajama pants, 'Tingting, Dad hasn't been close to a woman for over two years. Let Dad have you this once.' With tears in my eyes, I said, 'Dad, I want you to be well. As long as you're happy, I'm willing.' Then I said, 'Dad, let me go into the inner room.' Dad was overjoyed at the time, hurriedly grabbed my clothes. I used my pants to cover my lower body and quickly entered Dad's bedroom. As soon as I entered, Dad closed the door, immediately pulled me down onto his bed, then threw away the pants I was using to cover myself, quickly stripped himself naked, climbed on top of me, kissed my cheeks again, gently bit my earlobe, and used his hands to continuously knead and caress my breasts. After more than ten seconds, he finally started saying, 'I'm so happy to have met such a beautiful, considerate, and understanding daughter-in-law. It's my blessing.' I also said, 'Dad, I love you. I want to make you happy.' Dad then reached his hand down to touch my lower body. I twisted my body a bit embarrassed, but Dad still inserted his hand into my vagina, then pulled it out and said, 'You want it too, I'm going to take you now.' Then he entered my body. He started moving relatively fast. Although I was also excited, I still said, 'Dad, slow down.' After Dad moved continuously for a while, he stopped, arched his body, and sucked my breast, then said, 'The first time I saw you feeding the baby, I had an impulse, thinking if I could suck your milk, I'd be the happiest person.' I said, 'If you feel happy, then suck. In the future, if there's a chance, I'll still let you suck if you want.' Dad switched to the other breast, sucked a few times, then started moving inside me again. This time it lasted longer. After going at it for a while, Dad said, 'Tingting, it's really warm and tight inside you.' I said, 'Dad, I'm only 24 years old. You're very vigorous too.' Dad was very happy and thrust fiercely for another while, said some sweet nothings to me, then tightly hugged my body, trembled, pressed hard against my lower abdomen, and shot into my body. I also dug my fingers tightly into Dad's back, letting him fill me. After Dad finished ejaculating, he gasped and said, 'Tingting, I feel much better.' After pausing for a while and sucking my breast a few more times, I finally said, 'Dad, take care of yourself. Xiao Juanzi (the nanny) might be coming back soon.' Dad watched me put on my clothes, while touching my breasts from behind, saying, 'My Tingting is so understanding. Next time Dad will still like you.'
After I got dressed, Dad hugged and kissed me for a while longer, then felt my breasts through my clothes a few times before letting me out the door. I walked back to my bedroom in the front yard, took off my panties, washed my lower body with warm water and salt, put on a new pair of panties, got fully dressed, quickly washed the used panties, hung them to dry among the newly washed clothes of my husband and me, and then went to check if my daughter was awake. I found Dad already sitting by my daughter's bed, watching TV while keeping an eye on his granddaughter. When Dad saw me come in, he walked over, fondled my breasts again, and said, 'With Dad here, you can go attend to your own matters.'
Later, I took a piece of Yuting (morning-after pill), then sat in the front hall on the recliner and read. After Xiaojuzi came back, I asked her to go check whether our daughter was awake. She went and then came back to say that Grandpa was there watching her, and Grandpa told me to go do my own things, and that he would watch the baby.
When Ah Hao sought intimacy with me in the evening, I kept feeling like I was doing it with Dad. Even Ah Hao noticed that I seemed more sexually interested today. He was even more intense, fiercely wanting me, and also ejaculated entirely inside my body. Then he carried me to the bathroom to wash my lower body, taking the opportunity to fondle my breasts. After washing himself, he came back in naked, pounced on me, and suckled my breasts. He almost always did this. Once I said I wanted to wean my daughter early, otherwise my body might become deformed. He said no, 'I just got addicted, you can't stop. Besides, the more your daughter drinks your milk, the smarter and prettier she might become, and it could also enhance her father's sexual function.' Although he was joking, now if I wanted to wean, at least three people would probably object, except my daughter can't speak yet.
The next evening, Ahao came back and said that Dad looked much more energetic today. He had arranged the week's work in an orderly manner in just the morning. I was planning to go to the headquarters to listen to reports today, but they said they had all reported to the General Manager (Dad) and received instructions. Now I don't have to run back and forth. Hearing the news that Dad had cheered up, I felt both excited and worried. Excited because Dad had gained spiritual strength from me and finally brightened up; worried because I was afraid Dad couldn't control himself and would come looking for me again, and Ahao or Xiaojuan might see. Because before leaving on Monday, Dad specifically went to the small room where my daughter sleeps to see his granddaughter and 'incidentally' touched my breasts. Before leaving, he even reached into my clothes and touched them.
Fortunately, in the next few days, apart from occasionally touching my breasts, Dad didn't ask me to breastfeed or anything else. Just on Friday noon, Ahao called back saying Dad had sent him and Vice General Manager Yu (the deputy general manager of Dad's company) to another city to discuss a project, and they wouldn't be hosting a dinner for the other party that night, so they might not come back. He also complained slightly, saying it was originally planned for Monday, but Dad insisted on going today, and said it had already been agreed upon with the other party. I vaguely felt that it might indeed be Dad's deliberate arrangement. Sure enough, after Xiao Juanzi finished dinner, cleaned up, bathed my daughter, and went home, Dad came to take the baby to his place and asked me to come to the backyard to watch TV together. I knew Dad's intention, so I said, 'Dad, please watch the baby for me, I'll go take a shower and then come in.' Dad said it's better to shower inside his place and tried to pull me, so I had to follow him in. Dad held the baby, watching TV while patting and soothing the baby to sleep. Not long after, the baby really fell asleep.
After Dad put the baby to sleep in the little room, he hurried out, hugged me, and said, 'Today I can finally properly love my Tingting.' I sat on his lap. He reached out to touch my breasts, then unbuttoned my clothes, laid me down on the sofa, and began suckling my breasts with relish again. While suckling, he took off my clothes and bra, then switched to the other breast for a few sucks before starting to kiss me, bite my nose and earlobes, lick my cheeks, then held my face, looked at me and said, 'I really feel young and energetic again, it's all thanks to you. So today I'm going to thank you hard, my daughter.' He said that from now on, when alone with him, he would call me his daughter. Then, with one hand kneading my breast, he reached his other hand toward my lower body. After fondling my vulva for a while, he took off my pants. When he was about to take off my panties too, I got up and said, 'Dad, not here. Let me take a shower first.' Dad also started stripping himself naked. As I was about to close the bathroom door, he squeezed in. I was very embarrassed and said, 'Dad, I'm not used to it. I've never let Ah Hao in when I shower.' Dad said, 'Today it's just the three of us, grandpa, you, and the baby at home, and the baby is sound asleep. You want me to wait alone outside?'
Helpless, I had to agree to let him in. Once inside, he quickly adjusted the water temperature for me, filled the tub, then carried me into the bathtub and squeezed in to help me wash. He really wanted to wash my breasts and between my legs, but I wouldn't let him. After he scrubbed my back and buttocks, I told him to get out of the tub, and he obediently did. Then he watched me wash my breasts, abdomen, and private parts, occasionally reaching out to touch my breasts. Meanwhile, he rinsed himself and, holding his penis, said, 'You better perform well later, don't disappoint my Tingting.' After I finished washing and drying off, ready to put on my pajamas, Dad snatched them away and said, 'I'll dress you later.' He then hugged me and took me to his bedroom. As soon as we entered, without even closing the door, he pushed me onto the bed, kissing me while kneading my breasts, saying the thing that made him happiest was making my Tingting happy. I just buried my head in his chest, letting him fondle my breasts. After kneading for a while, he kissed me again, gently biting my breasts, then had me kneel on the bed. He mounted me from behind, holding my waist, and entered me from the rear. I felt my vaginal walls itch more from his thrusting. He thrust for a bit, then reached to hold my hanging breasts, kneading them as he moved. He kept asking, 'Is my Tingting comfortable?' After thrusting for a while, I felt him suddenly speed up. Just when I thought he was about to cum, he suddenly pulled out, pushed me down, and quickly entered me again from the front. As he moved in and out, he kissed me, gently bit me, and occasionally arched to suck my breasts. After a while more, he held me tightly and released hard deep inside me. Afterward, he used the high-quality tissues and wet wipes he had prepared earlier to clean me (he wouldn't let me do it myself), then cleaned himself. After cleaning, I said I needed to use the toilet, but he wouldn't let me. He pressed down on me again, telling me how much he missed me. As he talked, he kept touching my breasts, kissing my lips and face. After about half an hour, I said I needed to go back to my room, afraid that Ahao might call after finishing dinner with Manager Yu and returning to their room, and no one would answer. Only then did Dad agree to let me get up and put on my pants. As I was about to put on my clothes after wearing my pants, Dad pushed me onto the bed again, pinned my arms, and sucked my breasts. After a few sucks, he gently bit both breasts, then pulled me up to finish dressing. When I went to hold our daughter, he came over and fondled my breasts again before letting me return to my house in the front yard.
In the early morning when the sky was just beginning to lighten, Dad came to the front yard and gently knocked on my door. I knew it was Dad, so I opened the door for him. As soon as he entered the room, he pressed me onto the bed, kissed me, touched me, lifted my nightgown to suckle my breasts. After just a few sucks, he pulled down my pants, then pulled down his own, climbed on top of me, and quickly entered my body. We hardly spoke; I felt he was very intense and also twisted my body to welcome his deeper penetration. He moved quickly, rubbing my breasts while thrusting in and out. After about 10 minutes, he ejaculated into my body for the third time. Then, he got up from me, helped pull up my pants, pulled down my nightgown, patted my cheek, and fondled my breasts, saying, 'My good Tingting, you're so wonderful. Dad is going to Yunnan for two days, so I came early again to have your body. I'm so happy; you should be nicer to Ahao. Once Xiaojuan arrives, I'll go to the airport. You go back to sleep.' After saying this, he fondled my breasts for about another minute, kissed me, and then we heard his driver opening the garage door. He went out to tell the driver to wait a few minutes.
Not long after, I heard Xiao Juanzi's voice greeting General Manager He. Then I heard Dad say to Xiao Juanzi, 'Take good care of my little granddaughter, and you should also rest appropriately. Call if anything happens.' Shortly after Xiao Juanzi knocked and came in, I heard the car drive away. After Xiao Juanzi saw the baby sleeping soundly, she went out. I quickly got up to wash my hands, pour water, and take medicine. When I went back to sleep, I felt happy, having two good men deeply in love with me. But I also worried that if Ahao found out, the problem would definitely be serious. Yet my heart was mostly filled with delight.
At noon, just as they were about to eat, A Hao called back and said their deal had been negotiated, the agreement had now been signed, and they would return to the city later in the afternoon. After handling some matters at the company, he might come back after dinner. Just as I was about to eat dinner, Dad called back and said he was staying at Xiangming Hotel, had already had a late-night snack, knew A Hao still hadn't returned, and said he missed me very much and thanked me for giving him love. He asked me to be more enthusiastic toward A Hao tonight. I urged Dad to rest early. When it was time to sleep at night, A Hao, as usual, stripped me bare, still looking for my breasts to drink my milk. I suddenly remembered that while feeding the baby during the day, I had vaguely seen a faint tooth mark bitten by Dad on my right breast, and later I hadn't checked whether it had faded. I startled, and while A Hao was drinking from my left breast, I secretly looked. The right breast was clean and white; there was no tooth mark left at all. Only then did I feel at ease letting A Hao enjoy himself. Perhaps because he hadn't released himself last night, after coming back he seemed much more impatient with me; before sleeping he took me twice. After I got out of bed and briefly washed up, he still wouldn't allow me to wear even a thread and held me in his arms to sleep, while he slept with one hand holding my breast. It was only in the middle of the night, when I got up to change my daughter's diaper, that I put on my pajamas.
The next day at noon, Ah Hao still ate at the company. I was breastfeeding our daughter. Dad called saying he was working overtime to negotiate with the other manager, hoping to come back at night. I said Ah Hao would be home at night. He said he knew, he just wanted to come back and see me to feel better, he would pay attention to controlling himself.
Dad almost every week sends Ah Hao on business trips out of town, requiring at least one overnight stay. Of course, after Xiao Juanzi leaves in the evening, he still calls for me, seeking mutual passion. Like Ah Hao, he also strips me naked, climbs on top of me, first suckling my breasts and kissing, then fiercely enters my body. But what Dad likes most is to first fuck my vagina from behind while fondling my breasts, and after reaching a certain point, push me down and enter my vagina from the front, then continue thrusting while kissing me and suckling my breasts until he cums completely inside me. Dad usually first takes me in the backyard, then sends me back to the front yard, kisses and fondles me for a while before going to sleep. But twice, he insisted on doing me on the bed he shares with Ah Hao, then slept beside me, and took me again in the morning after waking up, cumming inside me before returning to the backyard where he lives.
When my daughter was 8 months old, one evening when our whole family was together, after Xiao Juanzi left, Dad said to Ahao in front of me, 'Son, you should have a grandson for me to continue our family business. The enterprise we father and son worked so hard to build must have a successor.' Ahao repeatedly nodded in agreement. I felt slightly awkward and didn't speak, so I just picked up my daughter to play with her. That night, when Ahao was doing things on me, he said to me, 'Can we try to conceive a son next?' I said that would be very hard; I didn't work for a year before and after giving birth to our daughter. He said why would I need to go to work; the reason he had me continue working for a while after marriage was originally to keep me from being idle. He planned that I must conceive a son for him after our daughter turned one. So from then on, after he finished with me at night, he no longer let me take birth control pills. But I still secretly took the pills when I got up at midnight to feed our daughter.
During this period, my father's old colleagues or friends introduced him to many relatively young and beautiful girlfriends, but Dad basically never went to meet them. One night, after Dad had finished with me, he was lying on top of me, fondling my breasts, and chatting. I told him how beautiful and elegant the lady Uncle Zhang introduced to be my mother-in-law was. Dad said those things weren't important; what mattered was having genuine feelings. They all knew I had some money, which is why they came to talk about love with an old man ten or twenty years their senior. I said, 'Dad, I don't think you're old at all.' Dad then joked, 'Is it because Dad's performance on you is still acceptable? You and I have genuine feelings, and you have genuine feelings for me too. These are pure emotions, not driven by money, which is why I always think of you.'
After my daughter's first birthday, my mother from my hometown came and, along with Xiaojuanzi, took the baby to her maternal grandmother's house to wean her (stop breastfeeding). Meanwhile, my father encouraged my husband to take some of his company's employees on a week-long vacation (a company tradition). I don't work for his company, and since my husband and I had been to scenic spots like Qinying Gou multiple times, I didn't go. Thus, only my father and I were left at home. As soon as my husband's team left in the morning, my father asked me at noon to cook for him as well when preparing meals at home. He said he would arrange his work and not go to the company in the afternoon.
Just after 12 noon, Dad's car drove back. After seeing off the driver, Dad shut the front gate, then followed the smell of the food to the small dining room. I had just finished setting out the dishes, waiting for Dad to come eat. After washing his hands outside, Dad hurried into the small dining room, grabbed me into his arms and kissed me hard several times, then pulled me onto his lap and fed me. I said, Dad, you should eat a little too. Dad said, my good Tingting, your father isn't hungry in the stomach, but down below is starving—what do you say we do? As he said that, he pressed my hand onto his penis, and with his other hand he put down his chopsticks to touch my breasts. Kissing the shell of my ear, he said, good daughter, should I be fed first before eating? I had no choice but to let him pull me to my bedroom. He quickly stripped me naked, almost tearing my bra apart, and after he stripped himself naked, he pinned me down on the bed, his hands constantly exploring my breasts and vagina, kissing my mouth, saying, good daughter, your dad has missed you to death. After he'd touched enough, he thrust his thick penis into my vagina. Aroused by the passion he stirred in me, I also arched my body to meet him. Dad soon reached climax and ejaculated inside my body.
After Dad withdrew from my body, I originally planned to wash up and eat, but Dad wouldn't let me get dressed. He said watching his obedient daughter naked while eating was more interesting, so I didn't put on clothes. After eating, Dad wanted me to watch TV with him. He pulled me into his arms, fondled my breasts while watching TV, and said I was withholding his rations. I said I didn't understand. He said, 'You're not giving me your milk to drink now, aren't you withholding my rations?' I laughed then and said, 'My milk is meant for my daughter. You're not my daughter, so how can I be withholding your rations?' Dad laughed and said, 'If I drink your milk, I'll be your son, okay?' Then he took my right breast into his mouth and sucked hard. I quickly said, 'Dad, don't. I just stopped lactating. If you suck it out, I'll be in trouble.' He said, 'That's true. You still need to conceive a son. If you don't stop lactating early, it's not easy to get pregnant.' Then Dad said, 'Then can I at least touch them?'
Since Dad was with me the whole time, I didn't have a chance to take the pill. Dad watched TV with me and teased me. Later, I felt uncomfortable being naked and wanted to take the pill, so I said I was a bit sleepy. Dad told me to go in and take a nap. After I went in, Dad followed, helped tuck me in with a blanket, and then sat by my bed reading my novel. I had no choice but to sleep. After sleeping for a while, I opened my eyes to see Dad lying beside me reading the novel. Seeing me awake, he suddenly pulled off my blanket, turned over, climbed on top of me again, and started touching and kissing me. Then he entered my body again and ejaculated. That day, from when Dad came back at noon until he held me to sleep at night, he entered my body three times, each time ejaculating inside me and not giving me a chance to take the contraceptive pill. In the middle of the night, when I woke up and saw Dad was asleep, I prepared to get out of bed to take the pill under the pretext of going to the bathroom, but as soon as my feet left the bed, Dad woke up, so I didn't dare to look for the pill.
The next day, Dad temporarily changed my bedroom phone to call forwarding. Early in the morning, he personally drove me to Heifeng Mountain in the neighboring county and we stayed at a high-end villa-style farmhouse. In the morning, Dad took me around sightseeing and hiking. After returning to the villa at noon, Dad had me lift my shirt so he could fondle my breasts for a while. After holding me down and kissing me hard, he drove me to a nearby town to buy local rustic cloth clothes. He also picked out a set for himself. While buying them, he quietly told me he wanted to hold his rustic little darling tightly and have a blissful night. After dinner that night, Dad lay beside me and said his biggest dream was for me to give him a son to raise as a grandson. My heart skipped a beat. So, after Dad had sex with me, he had been guarding me all along, hoping I would conceive his child. He even transferred and bundled the landline, came to the neighboring county for a honeymoon, all to have me more times and prevent me from having a chance to take birth control pills.
After Dad finished speaking, I said, 'Dad, how can I possibly have a child for you? After it's born, my daughter would have to call him uncle. Don't you think that's very awkward?' Dad said, 'As long as it's the legitimate seed of our He family, I don't care if I call him son or grandson.' After saying that, he climbed on top of me again, starting to try to plant his seed inside my body. I felt that over the past two days, Dad had planted a lot of seed in my body. I was worried that if I really got pregnant with his child, it would be really troublesome. We spent two days at Simian Mountain. Dad took me four times in total, each time cumming deep inside me. I became even more worried.
On the third day after we returned, I did a little cleaning at home. Dad went to work at the company. When he came back at night and wanted me twice, he begged me to give him a chance. In the morning when I got up, Dad, as usual, had me before letting me get dressed. While dressing, I said to Dad, 'My baby has been at grandma's for almost a month, my milk has dried up, I want to go bring her back.' Dad agreed, so I called my husband who was far away in Jiuzhaigou; he also wanted to bring our daughter back. So Dad sent the driver to take me back to my hometown.
After my parents from my maternal family were laid off, with my husband's financial support, they opened the only laundry shop in our town. My parents only handle management, registration, etc., hiring two local high school graduate girls to operate it. Business is decent. My father-in-law called to say he would also be away for two or three days, telling me to stay at my parents' place a few more days. During the day, with nothing to do, I took my toddler daughter to the laundry shop to play. In the afternoon, I met a senior schoolmate who now teaches at a high school in town, coming to my parents' laundry shop to drop off clothes. She has good skin and was the high school belle in our middle school (I was called the junior high school belle at the time). From our conversation, I learned she isn't married yet, not even a boyfriend. After she left, the two girls my parents hired said that this teacher is highly respected at school. She's beautiful, likes students, very kind, teaches effectively, and is a key teacher in the district. No one has seen her date. She doesn't like teachers around her age; she prefers older men. Some teachers speculate she might have an Electra complex. Her father adored her. When she first entered university, her father went to deliver her ID card to the school. She wanted to treat him to a meal, but he insisted on leaving to return to work. As she walked him out of the school gate to catch a bus across the road, in the middle of the street, her father turned back to wave goodbye and was hit by a truck, dying on the spot. She threw herself onto her bloodied, mangled father, kneeling for a long time, crying inconsolably. As she was one of the campus belles at the teachers' college, her tragedy led to thousands of students sitting in silent protest on the road in front of the school. Despite pleas from school leaders, traffic police, and local police station heads, not a single student paid attention. When she regained composure, she bowed deeply to all the sitting students and said, 'Thank you, fellow alumni. Please return to campus.' Within minutes, she persuaded the students whom the school and police had failed to convince for hours to go back. Later, both the school and traffic police were deeply moved and provided her with significant assistance. Since then, she has lived in long-term self-blame, blaming herself for not fetching the ID card herself, causing her father's death. Thus, she only likes older, father-like men. Everyone knows she values deep emotions and respects her greatly.
After hearing the introductions from the two junior schoolmates, I came up with an idea. So the next day, when Senior Sister came to collect the clothes, I asked for her phone number and sincerely invited her to come as a guest at my home. The third day was the weekend. I made plans with Senior Sister to go into the city to pick out clothes for the changing season, and asked her to stay with me at night, saying there might not be anyone at my house and I was a little scared. I called Dad and said I was going back and needed to go into the city to buy things first. Dad said to have his driver pick me up, and told the driver to follow my arrangements. After the car arrived, Xiaojuanzi and I took the baby into the car. After saying goodbye to Grandpa and Grandma, we went to the school to pick up Senior Sister. We first went to the commercial street in the city center and chose several sets of clothes at the City Department Store. I insisted on giving one set to Senior Sister. Then I asked Senior Sister to come to my house.
After we returned home, we found that Dad had already come back. He was very excited to see us and immediately came forward to hug the baby. I quickly introduced my senior sister to her, saying she was a teacher from my alma mater and the school beauty of my high school when I was studying. Dad said, 'Are school beauties divided into high school and junior high school?' I said, 'Yes, she was from high school, I was from junior high school.' Dad said, 'Was there a certificate at the time?' Senior sister said it was just a random evaluation by classmates. After lunch, Xiao Juanzi took the baby to play elsewhere, and I, Dad, and senior sister chatted together. I first said to senior sister, 'You're so beautiful, there must have been quite a few people pursuing you.' Senior sister said, 'I heard some flies buzzing, but they were all immature people, not interesting.' I said, 'What kind of person do you like? I'll introduce you.' She said she liked mature and steady people. I said, 'You're as peculiar as my dad, both wanting steady people, generally not easily meeting others, both wanting people with rich inner qualities.' She said, 'Your mother must have been very outstanding.' I said, 'She was very capable when she was alive.' Senior sister quickly said, 'Sorry, Uncle, I didn't know Auntie had passed away.' I glanced coldly; senior sister's face was slightly red. I guided Dad to talk about his views on emotions, and so we chatted for two hours before Dad called the driver to take my senior sister back to school.
A day later, Ah Hao was going to come back. I knew Dad would naturally seize the opportunity. After seeing off Xiao Juanzi, who had not been home for many days, Dad impatiently hugged me, kissed me, touched me, and then stripped me naked. After Dad came inside my body, he kept lying on top of me and chatting idly. I told Dad the story of my senior female apprentice. My dad said he really admired my senior female apprentice, saying she had her own opinions, had weathered storms, and valued feelings. She was also kind and considerate, just like the little beauty under me. I said, Dad, I really want to introduce her to you, you must seize her. Dad said, are you trying to avoid Dad? I said, no, Dad, if you still like Tingting, as long as Dad wants her, Tingting will definitely yield to Dad. As he spoke, Dad entered my body again and started thrusting in and out of me. I worked hard to cooperate with Dad’s movements, making him reach climax once more and ejaculate into my body again. Then Dad slid down from on top of me, held me, and slept.
During National Day, I used the excuse that I couldn't understand the English user manual for the digital camera my husband bought. I asked the driver to pick up my senior sister, who was at school with my mother, and bring her to my house to translate and guide me in learning how to use the imported digital camera. As soon as my senior sister got out of the car, I noticed her eyes searching. I knew I might become a matchmaker. Of course, I didn't let her leave. After my father returned in the evening, we had dinner together. After the meal, my father was in high spirits and chatted with us. My husband and I naturally worked towards the same goal; we clearly sensed the sparks flying between the two of them.
The next day, while accompanying my senior sister shopping, I told her about my father's attitude towards relationships and how he behaved when we tried to set him up on dates. Sensing her keen interest, I straightforwardly said, 'I want you to help my father get out of his emotional slump.' My senior sister replied, 'I already know about your father's story. I know he's a real man.'
After I saw my senior sister off, my husband talked about her attitude. My husband also supported promoting her from senior sister to stepmother.
On Saturday afternoon, after my husband went to coordinate matters regarding establishing a branch office in a district below his unit, in the evening, after Xiao Juanzi left, Dad, as usual, came to my room. The baby was already asleep. Dad once again started to want me. This time, to take me more deeply, Dad had me curl up my legs. He propped up my legs and thrust into me fiercely. Of course, I cooperated fully. After Dad was satisfied, I brought up the matter of introducing my senior sister to him. He said that today it really wasn't him who sent Ahao out; something really happened in Wanzhou. I said I knew. Dad said he already felt that bullying Ahao long-term was unacceptable. So, although he really liked me, he felt it was time for a change. However, by morning, he still wanted me once more, and once again injected his semen into my uterus.
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