Let's go back to a short time ago.
The sound of Lin Zhe and Wang Xiulan's footsteps gradually faded into the distance in the corridor, and finally, even the crisp echoes were completely blocked by the heavy security door.
For a moment, the living room fell into an even deeper silence than before.
Darkness, like a heavy blanket, enveloped Lin Jianguo and Su Yu.
In the air, only two intersecting, slightly rapid breaths could be heard, along with the faint glow of car headlights occasionally flashing past the window.
The light flashed by, briefly outlining their silhouettes before returning everything to darkness, adding to the ambiguity and unreality.
Lin Jianguo sat on the leather sofa next to the dining table, still holding his phone, but he had turned off the flashlight.
His drunkenness had mostly subsided, replaced by a complex mix of regret, embarrassment, and a lingering excitement.
Tonight, Lin Jianguo lost all face in front of his son; the authority of the patriarch seemed to have been completely shattered by Lin Zhe's angry roar.
Su Yu curled up on the other side of the sofa, waiting for her husband and mother-in-law to return.
The neckline of the silk nightgown she had just changed into was slightly open because she had put it on in a hurry.
In the dim light from the occasional glow of her phone screen, Lin Jianguo could vaguely see her snow-white neck and delicate collarbone, as well as the breathtaking outline of her enormous breasts beneath her bathrobe.
Su Yu felt her father-in-law's gaze. Even in the darkness, his gaze seemed to carry warmth, making Su Yu feel somewhat uneasy.
She subconsciously tightened the ties of her nightgown.
Seeing this, Lin Jianguo cleared his throat, trying to break the suffocating silence.
"cough..."
The reason he had agreed to Wang Xiulan's proposal earlier was because he had just made an apologetic gesture.
If I had refused then, it would have likely led to an awkward situation.
Now, Lin Jianguo has noticed his daughter-in-law's attitude towards him and feels he must say something to repair his precarious "father" image.
"Su Yu, tonight... it was Dad's fault, don't take it to heart."
"Dad, you're exaggerating. You've had too much to drink."
Su Yu's voice was very soft and gentle, like a feather, lightly brushing against Lin Jianguo's anxious heart.
"It's not about drinking."
Lin Jianguo sighed, his voice tinged with weariness:
"It's my fault...it's my fault for not controlling my temper."
"Actually, Lin Zhe is a stubborn kid, just like me. I remember when he was in elementary school, he stood at the entrance of the administration office for a whole day because the teacher wrongly accused him of cheating. He wouldn't eat anything and insisted that the teacher apologize to him."
The topic of Lin Zhe worked.
Seeing that Su Yu had relaxed a bit, Lin Jianguo put down his phone, chuckled softly, and said:
"Really? He didn't mention this to me. But he really is like that, so stubborn, sometimes I just can't do anything about it."
"yes."
At this moment, Lin Jianguo found an outlet for his emotions and became more talkative:
"He's just like me, stubborn as an ox, but he has a good heart, is filial, and good to you. This kid has always protected his mother since he was little, and what happened today… sigh."
"Dad, I think Lin Zhe looks really handsome today."
Su Yu's words stunned Lin Jianguo.
"handsome?"
"Um."
Su Yu's voice sounded exceptionally clear in the darkness.
"A man who can't even protect his own mother is truly useless. The fact that he dared to talk back to you today proves that some things are more important to him than so-called 'rules.' That's why I married him."
Su Yu's words were like a warm current, soothing Lin Jianguo's wounded pride.
Instead of criticizing the discord between father and son, the daughter-in-law affirmed her son's behavior from the perspective of a wife, indirectly giving the father a way out.
In that instant, Lin Jianguo felt a surge of admiration and a strange affection for his daughter-in-law.
"You...you are a good child."
Lin Jianguo said dryly.
Su Yu didn't reply, but reached out to touch the wine glass on the coffee table, wanting to drink some water to moisten her throat.
The desire that had ignited when Lin Zhe pinned her down earlier, though interrupted by the power outage, still lingered in her body. Coupled with the fact that she had drunk quite a bit of alcohol at the dinner table, Su Yu was now a little thirsty.
In the darkness, her hand touched the cold glass.
With a soft "clang," the glass tipped over, spilling the remaining half-glass of red wine all over the gleaming coffee table, some of the liquid even dripping down the edge of the table onto the carpet.
"Oh dear!" Su Yu exclaimed.
"What's wrong?" Lin Jianguo immediately turned on his phone's flashlight, shining the beam directly at them.
The scene was a mess; a pool of deep red wine had formed on the coffee table and was slowly spreading.
"It's okay, it's okay, I'll take care of it."
As Lin Jianguo spoke, he bent down, intending to use his hand to steady the fallen cup.
Su Yu was also reaching out to pick up the cup.
In the midst of this chaotic darkness, their hands unexpectedly touched.
No, it wasn't an encounter.
It was Lin Jianguo's slightly rough, warm hand that completely and perfectly covered Su Yu's slender, soft hand.
Time seemed to freeze at this moment.
The daughter-in-law Su Yu's hands were delicate, smooth, and slightly cool with the taste of wine.
The moment Lin Jianguo's palm covered him, a strong, electric-like sensation surged from the back of his hand throughout his entire body.
This hand is so soft and delicate, completely different from his wife Wang Xiulan's hands, which are slightly calloused from doing housework.
These hands belong to a young, carefully nurtured woman in the most alluring stage of her life.
Suddenly, Lin Jianguo's pent-up, violent desires, which he had suppressed for half his life, exploded out of his lower abdomen without any reason.
The moment Lin Jianguo held his daughter-in-law's small hand, he felt his penis, which had been gradually softening in front of his wife, becoming engorged, swollen, and hard at an astonishing speed.
Finally, it pressed firmly against the trousers like a red-hot iron rod.
The physiological reaction was so strong and rapid that it left Lin Jianguo's mind blank, leaving only the most primal impulses.
Su Yu also froze.
Her father-in-law's hands were larger and warmer than she had imagined.
The palms and knuckles bear the thin calluses from years of holding pens and working; it's a touch full of the sedimentation of time and masculine strength.
This touch, unlike the youthful passion of her husband Lin Zhe, carried a special sense of authority and…
sense of security.
At this moment, Su Yu's hidden deep-seated admiration and attachment to mature men, which she herself had never realized, also known as the "father complex," was quietly stirred up by this sudden, taboo-tinged touch.
Su Yu's family situation is different from Lin Zhe's.
Their family is a dual-income household.
When Su Yu was a child, her mother was away from home most of the time each month due to work.
Su Yu's father is a teacher.
Back then, students didn't need as many make-up classes.
Therefore, I spend a lot of time at home.
Su Yu not only excelled academically but also enjoyed reading. Unlike most children, she spent most of her time at home in her father's study.
Sometimes he would sit quietly in a chair, holding a comic book, and read it with great interest.
Sometimes, she would mischievously sit on her father's lap, using him as a human cushion.
Around the time she was in the first year of junior high school, Su Yu developed quite quickly. When she stood up, her head could reach her father's chin, and she would often snuggle in his arms.
It was around that time that she would often bump into a hard object unintentionally.
The naive Su Yu thought that her father had something in his pocket, so she shifted her position and ignored it.
Later, one time when she was so disgusted by it that she was also engrossed in watching it, she reached out and tried to move that hard object.
"Dad, you always bring this along..."
Su Yu choked up halfway through her sentence, because at that moment she was holding her father's hard penis in her hand.
Even through the pants, the warmth was transmitted to my palms.
The father didn't speak, but simply pushed Su Yu away.
Later, even though Su Yu didn't feel embarrassed, her father directly refused any close contact with his daughter.
At first, Su Yu didn't take it seriously. But as she grew older and learned more about relationships between men and women, she got used to keeping her distance from her father.
That memory gradually settled in my heart and never resurfaced.
At this moment, through her father-in-law's palm, Su Yu was reminded of that past, of the afternoons she spent with her father when she was a child.
It's beautiful, but it doesn't feel real.
Vague, yet full of memories.
At that moment, Su Yu could clearly feel that her father-in-law's hand, which was covering her, was trembling slightly.
You could smell the scent emanating from him, a faint blend of tobacco and aftershave, the scent of a mature man.
This aura reminded her of her father, making Su Yu feel incredibly at ease.
At the same time, the burning desire within him that Lin Zhe had not satisfied suddenly reignited.
Lin Jianguo's situation was also somewhat unusual.
The moment he held his daughter-in-law's hand, he felt as if his throat had been rubbed with sandpaper, becoming dry and painful.
If at the beginning of the game, Lin Jianguo felt a competitive spirit when faced with his daughter-in-law's provocation, then...
At this moment, things are simpler.
He didn't let go; instead, seemingly unconsciously, he gently stroked the back of Su Yu's hand with his thumb.
Your hands... are so smooth...
Lin Jianguo's mind went blank, and he said hoarsely:
"You've taken such good care of yourself."
Upon hearing this, Su Yu's heart pounded as if it would leap out of her throat, but she didn't pull her hand away. Instead, she let her father-in-law hold it, her voice trembling slightly.
"...It's Lin Zhe. He never lets me do any hard work."
These words acted as a catalyst, further stimulating Lin Jianguo.
His daughter-in-law responded to his praise by using the kindness his son showed her, and the subtle provocation and blurred boundaries in this situation pushed Lin Jianguo to the brink of losing control.
Is his hand as warm as mine?
Lin Jianguo blurted it out almost without thinking, and he was startled when he said it.
Just as I was about to let go, another voice inside me rang out:
"It's alright, Lao Lin, it's just a normal family conversation. You see, isn't a daughter-in-law just your own daughter from a different family? What's wrong with a father shaking his daughter's hand? It's a very normal thing."
Lin Jianguo's hidden desires were magnified infinitely in the darkness.
Su Yu's cheeks burned after hearing his words, but fortunately, the darkness concealed everything.
She was silent for a few seconds, then answered in an almost inaudible voice:
"...Dad's hands are so warm and make me feel safe."
If a woman doesn't refuse, it's tantamount to acquiescing.
As a career elite in his fifties, Lin Jianguo was well aware of these things.
To him, Su Yu's reply was nothing short of a direct invitation.
Lin Jianguo could no longer restrain himself.
"...Oh, really...?"
He took Su Yu's hand and began to stroke her delicate fingers one by one, extremely slowly.
From fingertips to the base of fingers, every joint and every inch of skin was meticulously examined.
Lin Jianguo's actions were full of probing and desire, as if he were appraising a rare treasure.
At this moment, after her father-in-law's lustful caresses, Su Yu's body went completely limp.
Beneath her newly changed robe, the thin black lace bra seemed unable to contain her enormous breasts.
On her chest, it rose and fell with the woman's rapid breathing, as if it had come to life and was about to leap out.
Su Yu's pink nipples, hardened by this forbidden stimulation, stood erect slightly through the soft lace and silky nightgown.
A warm, moist current surged from deep within her lower abdomen, making her legs go weak.
This is a sign that estrus is about to begin.
Su Yu did not resist, nor did she show any intention of pulling her hand back.
Su Yu's eyes were glazed over, and her cheeks flushed again. Under the combined influence of alcohol, lingering lust, and her fatal Oedipus complex, she tacitly approved of her father-in-law's behavior.
She even secretly longed for more.
Originally, she was not a promiscuous woman.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that she's somewhat sexually frigid.
While her classmates and friends were losing their virginity in high school and even junior high, Su Yu remained uninterested in those things.
She preferred the numbers, algorithms, stories, and philosophies in the book to dating.
Until she met Lin Zhe, a man who seemed weak but had a very strong will.
During their passionate romance, they were like dry wood meeting a raging fire.
Both of them started dating in their twenties and had their first sexual experience in their twenties.
The two of them would stick together whenever they could find the time.
They wished they could connect their sexual organs together.
He entered her body.
She accepted his penis.
We are inseparable.
Su Yu is a smart woman.
Of course she knew how her daughter-in-law could have an affair with her father-in-law.
This is incest!
In the past, this would have been considered a crime punishable by being thrown into a pig cage!
However, it is precisely the intelligent women who are more likely to fall for it.
Because they will come up with countless answers in their minds to justify the rationality of all their actions.
When Su Yu longed to be controlled and conquered by such a pair of large hands that represented authority and power, she was already unable to make correct judgments.
Humans are sometimes very simple; they will go to great lengths for a simple pursuit.
Like moths drawn to a flame.
In the living room, Lin Jianguo's heavy breathing mingled with Su Yu's charming breaths.
Lin Jianguo's thick penis, restrained by his trousers, was almost about to explode.
Holding his daughter-in-law's soft little hand felt like truly holding the key to open Pandora's box.
Inside the box lies a raging fire called desire, powerful enough to burn an entire family to ashes.
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