Chapter 105: Chapter 105: The Daughter-in-Law’s Seductive Dance 18+

Su Yu leaned forward, her two snow-white breasts pressing against the edge of the table, deforming under the pressure and creating a dizzying cleavage. A mischievous smile played on her lips as she stared directly at her mother-in-law, Wang Xiulan:

"Mom, down there... do you have hair? Or is it bare?"

As soon as the words left her mouth, Lin Zhe’s grip on his wine glass tightened.

Of course, he knew what his mother looked like down there.

During those wild nights, he had buried his face in that mysterious dark forest, using his tongue to part the thick, curly hair in search of that ripe red bean, tasting the spring that overflowed with love’s nectar.

With each thrust of the fleshy rod, the thick pubic hair would brush against her, becoming coated in a glistening fluid that was even pushed into the vaginal opening. The sensation of roughness mingling with slickness was so vivid that even the mere memory of it now stirred a reaction in Lin Zhe’s groin.

But Lin Zhe never expected his wife to ask such a question.

Although their chaotic relationships were already semi-public, such matters hadn’t yet been brought completely into the open. If this question provoked his mother’s anger, Lin Zhe hadn’t yet figured out a way to handle the situation without causing further conflict.

Instinctively, he glanced to the side and saw Wang Xiulan sitting beside him, stiff as a wooden statue, her beautiful eyes wide open.

Her still lovely face was flushed as red as a monkey’s bottom, the blush spreading to her ears and neck.

Her delicate hands clutched tightly at the hem of her clothes, her gaze shifting restlessly and uncertainly.

First, she looked across at Lin Jianguo.

After all, he was still her husband in name.

Lin Jianguo, too, seemed thrown into disarray, his mouth agape in shock. But within his murky eyes, aside from surprise, there was a faint, barely perceptible flicker of excitement, as if he, too, was anticipating the answer.

That look filled Wang Xiulan with disgust and despair.

She then hurriedly turned her gaze toward her son.

But at that moment, Lin Zhe avoided her eyes, lowering his head to pretend he was eating a snack.

Gradually, Wang Xiulan’s heart sank to the depths.

As the saying goes, what goes around comes around.

Earlier, she had deliberately tried to embarrass her daughter-in-law, and though she hadn’t succeeded then, now she was facing retribution.

Silence hung heavily in the room, broken only by the distant sound of flowing hot spring water.

Su Yu continued to look at her with a smiling expression, her eyes showing no sign of backing down.

Left with no choice, Wang Xiulan finally answered the deeply private question.

"Yes..."

The word "yes," squeezed out as if from between clenched teeth, seemed to drain Wang Xiulan of all her dignity. At that moment, she wished the floor would crack open and swallow her whole.

"Hehe, so there is~ Oh, don’t mind it, don’t mind it! I have it too—it’s a normal physiological thing," Su Yu giggled behind her hand, her laughter clear and melodious. To the two men present, however, it sounded no different from the whisper of a succubus.

Lin Yue sat to the side, holding her eight-month-old son in her arms, her brow slightly furrowed.

Watching her mother being humiliated, she felt that Xiao Yu’s approach was a bit excessive. But then again, for the sake of keeping the game going tonight, she didn’t intervene.

Still, the awkward atmosphere made her feel as if she were sitting on pins and needles.

Shifting slightly, the beautiful legs encased in black pantyhose beneath her deep purple knit dress rubbed together uncomfortably.

"Alright, alright, last round! The final round decides the winner!"

Trying to break the suffocating tension, Lin Zhe called out loudly while shaking the dice cup once more.

Clatter—

Su Yu’s attention was diverted as well. Confidently, she grabbed her dice cup:

"I’m definitely winning this round too! Hah!"

With a spirited cry, her arm moved with a scented breeze as she shook the cup vigorously several times before slamming it down on the coffee table.

Seeing this, the others had no choice but to shake their own cups and set them down.

But fate often plays tricks, delivering a harsh blow just when one is feeling most confident.

Su Yu beamed as she lifted the dice cup, but her expression froze the very next second.

Inside the cup were the numbers: one, one, two.

Four points.

This was almost the smallest possible roll in dice.

"How could this happen?"

Pouting unhappily, Su Yu hurriedly glanced at the others.

Wang Xiulan seized the opportunity to challenge her.

Round after round went by.

Lin Zhe rolled three fours—twelve points.

Wang Xiulan rolled two, three, and five—ten points.

Lin Jianguo rolled one, four, and six—eleven points.

And the highest roll...

Everyone’s eyes turned to the older sister, Lin Yue, who had been silently observing all along.

Three fives—fifteen points.

Su Yu was stunned for a moment, then let out a huge sigh of relief, as if she had just survived a disaster. She patted her chest, her ample bosom trembling with the movement, causing Lin Jianguo across from her to blink rapidly.

"It’s Sister who has the highest roll, so it’s fine."

Her sister had always been the kindest to her, gentle and graceful in temperament. Moreover, the two sisters now even shared a husband, a secret so taboo that it bound them closer than blood sisters.

Thus, Su Yu believed that her sister would surely spare her some face and not make things difficult for her.

With this thought, Su Yu immediately put on a pitiful expression, slumping softly onto the table. She clasped her hands together and blinked her large, watery eyes pleadingly at Lin Yue.

"Sis~ I choose ’Truth or Dare,’ hehe. You have to go easy on me, okay? I’ve already had quite a bit to drink today."

Su Yu’s voice was soft and coquettish, with a lingering, pleading tone that made one’s heart flutter.

She had expected Lin Yue to respond as usual—with a helpless smile and a simple punishment, like singing a song or making a funny face.

But Su Yu seemed to have forgotten.

Just a few rounds earlier, it was she who had cut off Lin Yue’s escape route from drinking.

At that moment, as Lin Yue looked at her sister-in-law’s delicate, alluring face, memories flashed through her mind: Su Yu’s arrogance when she had pressed their mother earlier, and before that...

Lin Yue instinctively clenched her legs.

She had been forced to hide in the bathroom, relying on her own fingers to relieve her desires.

And Su Yu?

She could openly enjoy her husband’s affection, even brazenly seduce her father-in-law, maneuvering effortlessly between the two men.

An unprecedented surge of emotion, mingled with jealousy, a desire for revenge, and a hint of secret excitement, suddenly welled up in Lin Yue’s heart.

A slow smile spread across Lin Yue’s mature, elegant face.

It was a beautiful smile, tinged with a resoluteness rarely seen in her.

She didn’t rush to speak. Instead, she extended a slender, pale finger, tracing a gentle arc in the air.

Finally, her finger stopped, pointing directly at Su Yu.

More precisely, at the knitted cardigan Su Yu was wearing.

"Xiao Yu, take off that outer garment you’re wearing."

Upon hearing this, the smile on Su Yu’s face instantly stiffened, her lively eyes now filled with shock.

"And then..."

Lin Yue paused, her gaze drifting teasingly over the two men present.

Her father, Lin Jianguo, was wide-eyed, his Adam’s apple bobbing; her younger brother, Lin Zhe, had a burning look in his eyes, a faint smile playing on his lips.

As if she knew what they were anticipating, or as if she were voicing the desires hidden in their hearts.

Lin Yue continued:

"And then... dance for us!"

As her words fell, Lin Jianguo swallowed hard with difficulty.

If his wife being forced to admit in front of everyone that she had pubic hair had already excited him intensely, then now, being able to see this daughter-in-law—who had kept him tossing and turning every night and had been the subject of countless fantasies—take off her outerwear and dance before him in nothing but a sexy nightgown...

Just the thought of it made his old cock feel as if it had been injected with adrenaline, stirring restlessly.

Wang Xiulan, meanwhile, gave a slight nod to her daughter, a flicker of satisfaction in her eyes.

It seemed her daughter’s heart hadn’t ultimately sided with an outsider.

The girl was helping her vent her anger.

At that moment, the resentment she had harbored toward her daughter for joining forces with her son to rape her a few days earlier seemed to blur slightly in her mind.

Su Yu, on the other hand, never expected that her sister-in-law, with whom she usually had a good relationship, would disregard their past bond and team up with her mother-in-law to retaliate against her.

A bitter sense of betrayal welled up inside her. Su Yu pouted, sticking out her lower lip, looking utterly wronged and pitiful as she turned her gaze toward her husband beside her.

"Husband~ Look at sis, she’s bullying me~"

Su Yu had been drinking, and her cheeks were flushed red. Her already beautiful face appeared even more enchanting under the light.

Lin Zhe looked down at his wife’s adorable and seductive expression. Though a part of him wanted to smooth things over for her, another thought crossed his mind:

Wasn’t this situation the perfect opportunity to heat up the atmosphere?

Letting his father see his wife’s lewdness and his mother witness her wantonness—this kind of chaotic and taboo visual impact was exactly what Lin Zhe had been hoping for.

Besides, he believed that, given his wife’s inherently unfulfilled promiscuous nature, she wouldn’t truly feel embarrassed. In fact, she might even be looking forward to this chance to flaunt her charms.

So, under the table, Lin Zhe reached out and slid his hand up along Su Yu’s inner thigh. Through the thin layer of her black stockings, he could feel her delicate, warm skin.

As he caressed her, he grinned mischievously and said:

"Oh, come on, honey. A bet’s a bet—those are the rules of the game. There’s nothing we can do about it."

With that, he deliberately turned to his father, passing the buck:

"Right, Dad?"

Lin Jianguo was caught off guard by the question. He quickly averted his gaze from leering at his daughter-in-law and instinctively nodded repeatedly:

"Huh? Y-yes... That’s right, Xiao Yu. Since it’s a game, we have to follow the rules~"

At that moment, Su Yu seemed to grasp the underlying meaning in Lin Zhe’s words and felt the hand mischievously wandering over her inner thigh.

Still, she felt a bit displeased that her husband wasn’t taking her side. Secretly, under the table, she reached out and pinched Lin Zhe’s thigh hard, then grabbed his half-erect cock through his pants and gave it a firm squeeze.

Only when she heard Lin Zhe suck in a sharp breath did she reluctantly withdraw her hand. A playful smile curled at the corner of her lips as she said:

"Let me make one thing clear—I’m not one to go back on my word."

"Since you all want to see, I’ll let you have your fill."

As she spoke, Su Yu slowly rose to her feet:

"My figure is the best in this room, after all."

Under everyone’s watchful eyes, Su Yu raised her slender arm and pinched the edge of her knitted cardigan.

With her movement, the garment slid down her snow-white shoulders.

In that moment, everyone’s gaze fixated intently on her.

The coat fell to the floor, fully revealing the champagne-colored silk slip dress beneath.

Silk, as a fabric, is the ultimate test of one’s figure.

Like flowing water, it clung tightly to Su Yu’s graceful curves, accentuating her slender waist and perky hips.

Large areas of her snow-white skin were exposed to the air, the elegant contours of her shoulder blades faintly visible, while the deep cleavage at her chest was utterly captivating.

What’s more, the black lace bra straps were not fully concealed but brazenly on display, creating a striking visual contrast against the champagne-colored silk.

She exuded a temptation that intertwined innocence and decadence.

"What should I dance to..."

She tilted her head, tapping her chin with a finger, murmuring to herself. Black stockings encased Su Yu’s delicate feet, her toes plump and adorable, their faint pink hue visible through the sheer fabric.

Soon, as if struck by inspiration, a glimmer flashed in Su Yu’s eyes.

"This one, then!"

With those words, she began humming the most popular slow-tempo dance track from recent short videos.

Her enchanting body swayed along with the rhythm.

At first, her movements were gentle.

She raised her pale, slender arms, stretching them gracefully like a swan, while her waist twisted like a water snake.

The two shapely mounds at her chest bounced and swayed with her motions, creating a mesmerizing ripple.

In that moment, Su Yu’s gaze was hazy, a bewitching smile playing on her lips as she boldly swept her eyes over everyone present.

When her gaze met Lin Zhe, it was teasing.

When it fell upon Lin Yue, it was provocative.

When it landed on Wang Xiulan, it was disdainful.

Finally, her eyes settled on Lin Jianguo.

It was pure, unadulterated seduction.

With a fluid motion, Su Yu turned around, her arms hanging loosely as she faced away from Lin Jianguo. She slowly crouched, thrusting her rounded, pert buttocks upward and tracing circles in his direction.

The hem of her dress fluttered with the sway of her hips, faintly revealing a glimpse of black lace at the top of her thighs.

Lin Jianguo felt his mouth go dry and his heart race wildly. The sight was so beautiful, so wanton, it overwhelmed his mind. If not for the others present, he would have been tempted to take her right then and there.

As the rhythm quickened, Su Yu grew bolder.

In the next moment, she turned back around, her hands gliding along the curves of her body—from her neck, over her chest, past her waist, and finally coming to rest on her thighs.

The final pose.

Deliberately, she turned sideways, leaning forward slightly and giving a gentle shrug of her shoulder.

One of the straps slid down her snow-white shoulder, dangling on her upper arm.

In that instant, nearly half of her pale, full breast trembled precariously, as if about to burst free from the neckline.

"Hah..."

Lin Jianguo’s eyes were glued to her, his cock fully erect beneath his pants.

Lin Yue inadvertently caught a glimpse of her father’s discomposed expression and then looked at Su Yu’s near-perfect body. Her face flushed hot, and she quickly averted her gaze.

Her heart raced, and an indescribable heat surged within her.

Instinctively, she tightened her embrace around the child in her arms, as if to conceal the strange sensations coursing through her body.

Wang Xiulan, too, was taken aback. This vixen truly was a vixen.

She had not an ounce of shame.

Not only had she openly described her underwear style in front of everyone earlier, but now she was dancing what seemed like a striptease.

"Utterly shameless!"

Yet, as Wang Xiulan watched her husband’s infatuated gaze, aside from the anger in her heart, there was an unsettling stirring—a faint resonance with the licentious atmosphere.

Perhaps Lin Zhe’s "efforts" had paid off, as Wang Xiulan’s hidden desires were gradually being awakened.

Lost in thought, she used the table as cover, and her delicate hand unconsciously reached toward her son.

Feeling his mother’s hand approach, Lin Zhe was momentarily stunned but quickly composed himself, grasping her hand in return.

His fingers gently stroked the back of her hand, then lightly scratched her palm.

A faint, tingling sensation traveled from her hand all the way to her lower abdomen. Wang Xiulan shuddered but didn’t pull away; instead, she tightened her grip on her son’s hand.

As the dance ended, Su Yu returned to sit beside Lin Zhe, not bothering to put her cardigan back on. She remained in that revealing spaghetti strap dress, a light sheen of sweat glistening on her skin.

"Well done! Excellent!"

Only then did Lin Jianguo snap out of his daze, clapping dryly a couple of times.

He was deeply uncomfortable.

The fire of desire within him had been fully ignited. His old cock was painfully swollen, and a drop of clear pre-ejaculate had even seeped out, dampening a small spot on his underwear.

He knew he had to relieve the pressure somehow, or he’d lose all face.

"Um... I need to use the restroom and wash my face," Lin Jianguo said, standing up somewhat flustered.

Fortunately, his bathrobe was loose enough, and by deliberately hunching over, he pressed his cock tightly against his lower abdomen, avoiding any obvious bulge.

His steps were hurried, almost as if he were fleeing toward the bathroom door at the other end of the room.

Watching his father’s slightly disheveled retreat, Lin Zhe’s eyes flickered with understanding.

He knew exactly what state his father was in.

Men understand men best.

His wife’s dance just now—even he, a seasoned husband, had found it hard to resist, let alone an older man like his father.

And this presented a perfect opportunity.

If he could send his wife to follow him now...

A faint, almost imperceptible smile curled at the corner of Lin Zhe’s lips as he turned to Su Yu, who was still catching her breath. His tone was caring but laden with implication:

"Darling, go check on Dad. He drank quite a bit earlier, and the floors in these Japanese-style rooms are slippery. We don’t want him falling in the bathroom."

He added with a serious expression, "There have been plenty of news reports about elderly people having accidents in bathrooms after drinking. We should be careful."

But Lin Jianguo was only forty-six—still in his prime—hardly an old man.

Moreover, Su Yu knew better than anyone just how "capable" he was.

That thick, dark rod of his was in no way inferior to her husband’s when it thrust inside her.

Su Yu was a clever woman and instantly grasped the hidden meaning in her husband’s words.

He was creating an opportunity for her, hinting that she should continue the earlier provocation.

The realization sent a shiver through her—the taboo thrill of being pushed by her husband into her father-in-law’s embrace made her body go weak, and a traitorous wetness seeped between her legs.

"Oh, alright~"

Her body already responding, Su Yu didn’t hesitate. She answered in a coquettish, honeyed tone that could practically drip with seduction.

"I’ll go check on Dad then. You two carry on."

"So you say," Su Yu stood up, deliberately puffing out her chest toward her sister-in-law across from her, as if to say, "You told me to take it off, so just wait and listen carefully..."

Lin Yue watched Su Yu sway her hips as she walked toward the bathroom, her heart skipping a beat.

Once her sister-in-law went in, she was probably going to...

Lin Yue instinctively glanced at her brother and mother beside her, only to find one casually drinking as if nothing was amiss, and the other lost in thought with her head bowed. It seemed they were completely unaware of what was about to happen—or perhaps?

Were they tacitly allowing it?

In the room, the lewd scent that had wafted through the air as Su Yu danced seemed to grow even stronger.

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