Su Yu's smug smile froze.
She originally only wanted to stir up trouble, create chaos, and see her mother-in-law or father-in-law make a fool of themselves, but she never imagined things would develop to such an unbearable and humiliating degree.
How can you make an elder stand on a table and undress in front of their son and daughter-in-law?
This has clearly gone beyond the realm of a game and become a blatant act of personal humiliation.
"Isn't this going a bit too far?"
As Su Yu thought this to herself, she subconsciously glanced at Lin Zhe and found that his face was so gloomy it could drip water.
Lin Zhe's fists were already clenched white under the table, and his knuckles were cracking from the excessive force.
His gaze was fixed on his father's face, which was contorted with rage from alcohol and lust for power.
Lin Zhe felt as if a wild beast was roaring and pounding inside his chest.
It wasn't just anger; it was a deep-seated desire to challenge male authority.
Coupled with the ties from his childhood, Lin Zhe absolutely could not tolerate his mother being treated this way by his father!
But the one who suffered the most was undoubtedly Wang Xiulan.
She felt all the blood rush to her head, then instantly recede, leaving her limbs cold and numb.
Her husband's command was like a thunderbolt, shattering her last shred of self-respect and dignity.
She looked at her husband's cold face, at the undisguised astonishment in her daughter-in-law's eyes, and finally, her gaze fell on her son, Lin Zhe.
She saw the anger in her son's eyes, a fire that burned with the desire to protect himself.
Wang Xiulan felt a warmth in her heart.
However, this protection now seems to have become the greatest irony for her.
How should I deal with this protection?
Earlier in the bathroom, Wang Xiulan almost touched her son's thick penis.
What right does she have to accept her son's protection as a pure and innocent mother?
Suddenly, a feeling of despair and resignation arose from the bottom of my heart.
"Perhaps, my only destiny is to completely degenerate like this."
Thinking this, Wang Xiulan moved in the dead silence.
There was no crying or resistance; he simply stood up slowly, expressionless.
Under everyone's gaze, Wang Xiulan's movements were stiff and numb, as if she were going to her death. She walked around the corner of the table, took off her high heels, and then, amidst a gasp, she actually stepped onto the chair and stood on the sturdy mahogany dining table.
Bright lights enveloped Wang Xiulan, her cheongsam clinging tightly to her mature and voluptuous figure. Her usual dignified elegance now appeared incredibly fragile and sorrowful.
At that moment, Wang Xiulan stood there like a hero about to be publicly executed.
Sacred, yet utterly twisted.
But what does all this have to do with anything?
The scene became eerie.
A smug glint flashed in Lin Jianguo's eyes.
He wanted to completely destroy Wang Xiulan's pride and vent his pent-up frustrations that he hadn't had a chance to express for years.
And let everyone understand that no matter what, in this house, I am the absolute master!
Wang Xiulan's vision was blurred. She didn't look at anyone, but stretched out her slightly trembling hand and groped for the first button under the collar of her cheongsam.
It was an exquisite jade clasp, cool to the touch.
Her fingertips were cold, and her movements were slow and labored.
"Click".
With a soft click, the knotted buttons came undone.
Wang Xiulan's cheongsam neckline opened instantly, revealing her slender and snow-white neck, as well as the alluring and delicate collarbone below.
Following the collarbone down, a slit appeared in the opening of the cheongsam.
Although the whole thing was not yet visible, the edge of the flesh-colored lace bra underneath was already visible, as well as the deep and alluring white cleavage squeezed out by the pair of large breasts supported by the bra.
The soft curves, subtly revealed, exude a unique and fatal attraction characteristic of mature women.
This breathtaking scene made Lin Jianguo's breathing become heavy, and the fire of desire in his eyes was rekindled.
Su Yu instinctively covered her mouth, unable to believe that her mother-in-law would actually do as she was told.
Just as Wang Xiulan's fingers were about to touch the second button...
"Enough!"
A low growl, suppressing a raging inferno, suddenly exploded!
Lin Zhe suddenly rushed forward, and without saying a word, he picked up his mother from the table and used his tall body to completely block her in front of him.
Lin Zhe turned his head, his eyes bloodshot with anger, staring intently at Lin Jianguo.
"It's just a game, Dad, you're going a bit too far!"
This was the first time Lin Zhe had openly defied his father with such a strong attitude.
Lin Jianguo was stunned, never expecting his usually obedient son to dare to talk back to him to his face.
Immediately, a surge of anger welled up inside Lin Jianguo. He slammed his hand on the table, stood up, and pointed at Lin Zhe's nose, yelling:
"You bastard! What kind of attitude is this? I'm your father! In this house, I'm the boss! Making her take her clothes off is doing her a favor! Get out of my way!"
"This home doesn't belong to you alone."
"She's my mother, not your employee."
Lin Zhe's voice was icy, showing no sign of backing down.
The father and son faced off like this, one representing the outdated and corrupt absolute authority, and the other representing the awakened spirit of resistance.
The air was thick with the smell of gunpowder, as if it were about to explode at any moment.
Wang Xiulan, shielded behind her son, trembled uncontrollably.
She was unable to think at that moment, but leaned against her son's broad and strong back, feeling the warmth of his body and the tension in his muscles caused by anger. An unprecedented sense of security, like a warm tide, enveloped her.
From childhood to adulthood, it was Wang Xiulan who protected her son.
When he failed his exam and was about to be scolded by Lin Jianguo, it was Wang Xiulan who took her son away; when he caused trouble at school and was called to the teacher's office, it was still Wang Xiulan who stood in front of her son.
This was the first time her son had stood like a mountain in front of Wang Xiulan, shielding her from the wind and rain.
Instantly, an indescribable feeling of emotion and warmth welled up in Wang Xiulan's heart, bringing tears to her eyes.
But then, as her thinking ability gradually returned, an even stronger wave of shame surged through her.
Just now, in front of her son, Wang Xiulan unbuttoned her clothes, revealing her snow-white skin and alluring cleavage.
The son saw it all.
I saw my most shameful and dissolute side.
Lin Zhe's protection was like a mirror, reflecting Wang Xiulan's wretchedness.
Moved, ashamed, regretful, and a strange, indescribable flutter in my heart...
A complex mix of emotions churned within Wang Xiulan, almost suffocating her.
She could only bury her face deep behind her son's back, not daring to look at anyone.
Just as a family war was about to break out, Su Yu finally realized what was happening.
She quickly stepped between the two, trying to smooth things over:
"Dad, Lin Zhe, you two should say less."
Seeing that the two of them were stunned and turned their heads away, Su Yu continued in a just-right, slightly coquettish tone:
"It's the New Year, and everyone's had some drinks. Let's not ruin the mood. I think it's getting late, so let's stop the game here, okay?"
"I...I'm a little tired and want to rest."
Su Yu's intervention provided a way out of this tense situation.
Lin Jianguo gave a heavy snort, glared fiercely at his son, then glanced at his wife who was hiding behind his son with only the top of her head showing. Finally, he picked up his wine glass, drank the rest of the wine in one gulp, and then slammed the door and went into his study.
The suffocating pressure in the living room eased slightly as the study door slammed shut.
"Mom, are you alright?"
Lin Zhe turned around, his voice unconsciously softening considerably.
Wang Xiulan then raised her head. She didn't dare look into her son's eyes, but hurriedly fastened the undone button back on and whispered:
"I...I'm fine."
Lin Zhe noticed that his mother still had tear stains on her face, which, combined with her terrified appearance, made her look particularly pitiful.
Unconsciously, his gaze became somewhat fixed.
Su Yu spoke at this moment, breaking the delicate atmosphere between mother and son:
"Well... let's pack up."
...
The three of them then silently cleaned up the mess on the table.
Just as Wang Xiulan bent down to pick up a playing card that had fallen to the ground, Lin Zhe also reached out to pick up the chopsticks next to him.
Their hands accidentally touched.
Lin Zhe's fingers gently brushed against the back of Wang Xiulan's hand.
In an instant, it was as if a warm current surged from the point of contact between the two, immediately spreading throughout their limbs and bones.
Wang Xiulan's body stiffened abruptly, and her face, which was as well-maintained as her daughter-in-law's, flushed red instantly. She quickly withdrew her hand.
Lin Zhe paused for a moment.
The skin on the back of his mother's hands was smooth and delicate, not at all like that of a woman in her forties.
The soft touch sent a shiver down Lin Zhe's spine.
In his mind, the image of his mother standing on the table, revealing a patch of snow-white skin as she unbuttoned her clothes, uncontrollably surfaced...
And beneath that expanse of white, there were breasts encased in a flesh-colored lace bra.
The two quickly looked away, neither speaking, but the ambiguous and dangerous atmosphere in the air seemed to grow even stronger than before.
...
After finally finishing tidying up, Su Yu took Lin Zhe's arm and said softly, "Honey, let's go back to our room."
Lin Zhe nodded and said to his mother, who was still standing in the living room, "Mom, get some rest."
Then he went upstairs with Su Yu.
Wang Xiulan's eyes were filled with complex emotions as she watched her son and daughter-in-law leave. She felt inexplicably lost, but ultimately said nothing.
...
Back in the bedroom, the lights were bright.
As soon as the door closed, Su Yu immediately turned around and wrapped her arms tightly around Lin Zhe's neck.
She tiptoed and pressed her soft red lips against his, while simultaneously pressing her entire body against him.
The two pairs of extremely full white breasts on her chest were squeezed out of shape in an instant.
As Su Yu offered her tongue to Lin Zhe's mouth, she felt her husband's penis rapidly erect in his crotch.
Everything that happened tonight was like the strongest aphrodisiac, causing Su Yu's desires to boil over completely.
"husband..."
Su Yu's voice was charming yet husky, with a thick nasal tone, as she sucked on Lin Zhe's tongue and spoke intermittently:
"You were so cool just now... Now, it's your turn to pamper me..."
As she spoke, she took Lin Zhe's hand and reached down to the hem of her silk nightgown.
Lin Zhe's breathing also became heavy.
He had too many emotions building up tonight: desire for his wife, forbidden feelings for his mother, anger towards his father…
He needs an outlet.
And the alluring body before me is undoubtedly the best choice.
Lin Zhe felt a dry mouth and tongue, frantically licking Su Yu's tender tongue while letting her guide him to explore her lower body.
Lin Zhe's right hand gently lifted the smooth silk skirt and, through the thin silk panties, touched the softest, most mysterious area beneath his wife's body.
The moment my fingertips touched that warmth, I felt an astonishing dampness.
The poor fabric was already soaked with overflowing love fluid, clinging tightly to the contours of Su Yu's full mons pubis.
Through her underwear, Lin Zhe gently rubbed Su Yu's already erect clitoris with his fingertips.
"Mmm..."
Immediately, feeling her husband's caress, Su Yu let out an uncontrollable, seductive moan, her whole body went limp, and she almost clung to Lin Zhe.
Her leg muscles involuntarily tensed, her lower abdomen spasmed, and her pink tongue, which was kissing Lin Zhe's mouth, became even more urgent.
Su Yu's soft moan struck Lin Zhe's heart like a thunderclap.
Lin Zhe's eyes were bloodshot, and he was breathing heavily. He picked Su Yu up in his arms and strode to the bedside, where he threw her heavily onto the large bed without any gentleness.
The mattress bounced dramatically twice, and Lin Zhe, like a predatory beast, pounced on Su Yu, kissing her passionately while roughly tearing at her already thin silk nightgown.
With a "rip," the black silk tore open, revealing Su Yu's dazzlingly white and tender body.
Her astonishing D-cup breasts, encased in a thin black lace bra, swayed precariously with her breath, almost bursting out of the small fabric.
With the fabric no longer obstructing the view, Su Yu's two erect nipples were even more clearly visible.
Completely consumed by lust, Lin Zhe's eyes were bloodshot. He was too lazy to unfasten the delicate back clasp. He grabbed the center of the lace bra with both hands and pulled it forcefully to both sides!
With a hiss, the crisp sound of fabric tearing mingled with Su Yu's gasp.
Those snow-white, full breasts, completely freed from their restraints, bounced and were displayed before Lin Zhe's eyes like two ripe white peaches.
The two delicate nipples at the top were already erect due to arousal, displaying an alluring pink color.
"husband..."
Su Yu's eyes were glazed over, misty with tears, completely immersed in this brutal possession.
She hadn't felt Lin Zhe's possessiveness towards her for a long time.
In my memory, it felt even more exciting than during the time when we were deeply in love.
Lin Zhe gave Su Yu no chance to catch her breath; he had already reached his limit.
He lowered his head, opened his mouth, and took one of the nipples into his mouth.
Her tongue swirled roughly, her teeth gnawed lightly, and her other hand went even further, grabbing her other full breast like kneading dough, kneading it wantonly, and pressing her thumb hard on the nipple.
"Ah! No... mmm... so good..."
A strong, tingling electric current exploded from her chest, instantly spreading throughout Su Yu's body.
Under Lin Zhe's intense caresses, Su Yu's lower back arched sharply, her slender fingers digging deep into Lin Zhe's hair, her body twisting uncontrollably beneath him, her legs rubbing together restlessly from the extreme pleasure.
The spring water in her vagina had already overflowed.
With eyes brimming with boundless passion, Su Yu, overwhelmed by waves of pleasure, spoke in a broken, seductive voice:
"Husband...I want you...come in quickly...fuck me hard with your big cock..."
This sentence completely ignited Lin Zhe's passion.
He suddenly sat up straight, ripped off his tie, and then swiftly unbuckled his belt. The crisp sound of the metal buckle was particularly clear in the quiet yet ambiguous room, like a bugle call to attack.
Beneath Lin Zhe, Su Yu excitedly twisted her snow-white body, her legs forming an M shape, actively spreading them to their limit.
Under the bright lights, the entrance to that already muddy and wet honey hole was slightly open, and streams of clear, lustful fluid were sliding down her legs, as if eagerly calling out and waiting for her husband's thick, hard penis to fill her up.
Just as Lin Zhe unzipped his pants, and his already throbbing, veiny penis was about to pop out of his crotch—
Snap!
Suddenly, the whole world was plunged into darkness.
The power is out.