Hidden deep in the mountains, this Japanese-style hot spring resort filled the air of Yunoyu with the faint scent of sulfur from its natural springs, mingled with the crisp mountain chill and the warm fragrance emanating from the wooden structures.
It created a feeling both unfamiliar and cozy.
On the first floor, at the very end, stood three guest rooms side by side, each doorway draped with plain fabric curtains.
The leftmost room was given to the parents, the middle one to the older sister Lin Yue and her child, while the room on the far right with the best view naturally went to Lin Zhe and Su Yu.
Swiping the card, he pushed the door open.
As the heavy wooden door slid along its track with a dull sound, a wave of warmth immediately washed over them.
The room contained no bed, instead featuring a typical Japanese tatami layout.
The woven rush matting emitted a dry, pleasant fragrance, with two soft Japanese futons spread out in the center—hinting that tonight would inevitably involve some close-quarters combat on the floor.
Su Yu walked in first, casually closing the door behind her. With a light kick of her black high heels at the entryway, the heels clacked sharply, and then her delicate feet, sheathed in sheer black pantyhose, stepped onto the slightly springy tatami.
Since the early spring mountains were particularly chilly, the room's heating was turned up high.
Su Yu raised her hands to undo the buttons of her beige cashmere coat with graceful movements.
As the coat slipped away, a body that quickened the pulse was instantly revealed.
A black, form-fitting short dress clung tightly to every curve of her figure, the inner skirt so dangerously short it barely covered the fullest curve of her buttocks. With the slightest movement, it seemed one might catch a glimpse of the mysterious darkness beneath.
Her long, slender legs, accentuated by the sheer black stockings, glowed with a delicate sheen. The sharp contour of her knees contrasted with the soft fullness of her inner thighs, creating a striking visual impact that tempted one to leave marks and imprints on the firm flesh.
After a brief glance around the room, Su Yu twirled around contentedly, seemingly quite pleased with the decor.
Lin Zhe stood at the entrance, dragging his suitcase, his gaze fixed and slightly dazed.
His wife's alluring figure involuntarily brought to his mind the image of that brazen woman from the lobby earlier.
That woman's skirt was even shorter, its pleated hem bouncing with every step, as if perpetually inviting a man to lift it.
Her seductiveness was ingrained in her bones, like an overripe peach rotting on the ground, its juices spilling everywhere.
In contrast, Su Yu was like an exquisitely carved piece of jade—cool and elegant on the outside, yet concealing a torrent within that could melt a man.
The comparison ignited a flicker of excitement deep in Lin Zhe's lower abdomen.
Su Yu seemed to sense the scorching gaze behind her. She turned around and, seeing her husband staring blankly at her backside, a faint smile curled at the corners of her lips.
Without hesitation, she walked back to Lin Zhe, enveloping him in a fragrant embrace. Her arms wound around his neck like vines, and her voice dripped with honeyed sweetness as she asked, "Husband~~ What's on your mind?"
Lin Zhe's Adam's apple bobbed. Setting down the luggage, he wrapped an arm around her slender waist, his hand sliding downward to firmly grasp her full, pert buttocks.
"N-Nothing," he stammered, the lie obvious.
Su Yu was far too sharp. Her captivating eyes, which seemed to see right through him, narrowed slightly. She nuzzled her nose against his chin and cooed playfully, "Hmph, with that intense stare, you're definitely thinking of something naughty. Are you still hung up on that woman in the pleated skirt?"
Just as Lin Zhe was about to deny it again, his lips were sealed by a pair of warm, soft ones.
Without giving him a chance to resist, Su Yu's nimble tongue pried open his lips, slipping inside as if returning to its rightful home. She stirred his senses, a faint sweetness exploding in his mouth.
At the same time, her delicate, boneless hand wandered downward, coming to rest precisely over the semi-hard bulge in his pants.
Her jade-like fingers kneaded him with varying pressure, occasionally brushing lightly over the sensitive tip.
"Mmm…" Lin Zhe groaned, the cock buried in his pants swelling rapidly under his wife's teasing. Like an awakened dragon, it thickened instantly, tenting his trousers.
A few seconds later, their lips parted.
Su Yu panted softly, her cheeks flushed with a captivating rosy hue. Her eyes, hazy with desire, fixed on Lin Zhe's longing gaze as her tongue darted out to lick the silvery strand of saliva at the corner of her lips.
"Husband, you got hard so fast… Should we take care of it first?"
Her voice was laced with hooks, each word like a feather gently brushing against his heart.
Lin Zhe couldn't hold back any longer. His hands slid around to her back, gripping her incredibly resilient buttocks through the smooth silk of her stockings, molding them into various shapes.
He had to admit—the sensation was exquisite. The stockings, slick yet textured, were utterly irresistible.
Just then, Lin Zhe suddenly recalled the satisfied expression on his father's face in the car earlier. A surge of wicked desire coursed through him, and he leaned close to Su Yu's ear, whispering, "Wife… earlier in the car… Did you give my dad a blowjob?"
Though he had noticed something off in the rearview mirror afterward, Lin Zhe wanted to hear her admit it herself.
The thrill of confirming the affair through words, to him, was in some ways even more exhilarating than the act itself.
Su Yu's body stiffened slightly before melting against him.
Even though she had grown accustomed to this twisted relationship, being questioned so bluntly by her husband still brought a flush of shame to her delicate face.
She quickly turned her head away, avoiding her husband's intense gaze, and murmured softly, "You jerk, why ask me... Didn't you already see everything through the rearview mirror?"
Mentioning it reignited the thrill of their secret affair, sending a wave of excitement through Su Yu's body. Her legs instinctively tightened, and a shimmering wetness began to seep from the depths of her delicate core.
But Lin Zhe pressed on relentlessly, thrusting his hips forward. His scorching, iron-hard member pressed firmly against Su Yu's lower abdomen through their clothes, the rigid sensation sending a shiver through her delicate frame.
"Tell me~ I want to hear it~ Tell your husband, what did Dad's cock taste like?"
Cornered and with nowhere to escape, the shame of being interrogated by her husband about the affair only ignited the promiscuous desires within her.
Yet, for some reason, Su Yu resisted compliance. She bit her lower lip, casting a seductive, sidelong glance at Lin Zhe before suddenly breaking free from his embrace.
"No, you perverted husband!"
With that, Su Yu turned around, clasped her hands behind her back, and walked lightly toward the wooden sliding door by the floor-to-ceiling window. Her skirt swayed gently with each step, her shapely legs clad in black stockings moving rhythmically under the light, each step seeming to tread directly on Lin Zhe's heart.
As she pulled open the sliding door, Su Yu was immediately captivated by the sight before her. Pointing a slender, jade-white finger toward the garden outside, she exclaimed, "Husband, look! The water is really steaming!"
Hearing his wife's voice, as innocent as a young girl discovering treasure, Lin Zhe temporarily suppressed the urge to pin her to the floor and have his way with her. Taking a deep breath, he strode over to stand behind her.
Once again, he wrapped his arms around her alluring figure from behind, resting his chin on the curve of her shoulder and inhaling the faint scent of her body mingled with her hair.
Following her pointing finger, he saw that each room had its own private open-air hot spring. The milky-white water in the stone-lined pool emitted a gentle steam, surrounded by a half-height bamboo fence that ensured privacy without obstructing the view of the distant mountains.
Hmm, this was the so-called private hot spring—perfect for... making love.
With his wife's soft body in his arms, the sinful fire in Lin Zhe's lower body flared up again. One of his hands crept under the hem of her clothes, caressing her flat, toned abdomen, his fingertips tracing circles around the slight dip of her navel.
But as Su Yu gazed at the rising steam, a faint, almost imperceptible trace of melancholy flickered in her eyes.
"Husband, it's been a long time since we've gone out like this after getting married, hasn't it?"
Back when they were dating, they were always full of passion, traveling to various places, leaving traces of their love in tents, on beaches, and atop mountains.
Now, life seemed to consist only of work and the tangled mess of their family's moral drama.
Hearing her words, Lin Zhe's hand stilled for a moment.
The fragrance of his wife's body filled his senses, but his mind involuntarily drifted back to a few hours earlier, when that same scent had permeated the cramped interior of his father's car.
Had his father's rough, calloused hands also roamed freely over this body that once belonged only to him?
Even that old, darkened cock—had it just been thrusting in and out of that cherry-red mouth, leaving behind a pungent, musky scent?
The thought made the throbbing pain in his lower body intensify. His angry shaft twitched several times, pressing insistently against Su Yu's buttocks.
"Well, we've both been so busy with work since we got married. We rarely have time to go out and have fun like this."
Lin Zhe answered with forced patience, but his tone betrayed the barely suppressed desire.
Su Yu seemed to sense the protest from the weapon behind her. Mischievously, she arched her back slightly, sandwiching that rigid, unruly thing between her firm buttocks and grinding against it from side to side.
The friction made Lin Zhe gasp sharply in pleasure. His hands tightened abruptly around her, squeezing until she could barely breathe.
Su Yu closed her eyes, savoring the feeling of being dominated. Her voice, sweet and syrupy, rang out again, laced with a hint of provocation:
"Then tonight, I want to go until dawn! Hubby, you'd better not surrender halfway, okay~"
Lin Zhe opened his eyes and stared at his wife's exquisitely alluring face reflected in the glass.
He recalled countless nights before when she had tirelessly demanded more, like an insatiable juicer—her tender, pink honeypot an unfillable abyss.
Though a flicker of apprehension stirred inside him, his pride as a man wouldn't allow him to back down now.
"Absolutely. Tonight, I'm going to fuck you until you're meowing like a little slut, until all your juices are drained dry!"
As he spoke, Lin Zhe's hand suddenly slid upward, grabbing a handful of her soft, full breast.
The D-cup felt incredible in his palm—soft yet surprisingly resilient, like freshly kneaded dough, shifting shape under his kneading.
After enjoying the exquisite sensation of his wife's snowy breasts for a moment, Lin Zhe leaned close to Su Yu's ear and added fiercely:
"Besides, if I can't handle it, there's always my dad, right? With the two of us taking turns, how could we not satisfy a little bitch like you?"
At the mention of her father-in-law, Lin Jianguo, a meaningful smirk curled at the corner of Su Yu's lips.
Who would have thought that stern, unsmiling man she first met would turn out to be such a bottomless pit of lust in private?
But wasn't this exactly what Su Yu wanted?
The thrill of breaking taboos, dragging that lofty elder down from his pedestal and turning him into another conquest beneath her skirt—it was even more addictive than an orgasm.
As the saying goes, it takes two to tango. A lecherous father-in-law and a wanton daughter-in-law—truly a match made in heaven, a perfect pair of adulterers.
Images of what might unfold tonight began to surface in Su Yu's mind:
In the steamy hot spring pool nearby, her husband pounding her from behind while her father-in-law stuffed his thick cock into her mouth…
Or perhaps, her riding the older man while her husband watched…
Scenes she had only dared to fantasize about in the dead of night now felt tantalizingly within reach.
What positions were left to try?
Lost in her lurid thoughts, Su Yu was caught completely off guard as Lin Zhe's wandering hands grew bolder.
His fingers slipped beneath her bra, accurately pinching one of her hardened nipples and giving it a deliberate twist.
A jolt of electric pleasure shot through her body.
"Ah… hubby~"
Su Yu's body went limp as a seductive moan escaped her lips.
By now, Lin Zhe was burning with desire, his eyes bloodshot. He spun Su Yu around, pressed her against the glass door, and demanded urgently:
"Darling, let's do it once first? I want to push inside you right now, to take you hard!"
Lin Zhe truly wished to tear off these cumbersome clothes right this moment, to penetrate her fiercely and mark ownership of this body with his seed.
However, Su Yu chose to hit the brakes at this critical moment.
First, she swatted away her husband's hand, which was still kneading her breast, then straightened her slightly disheveled collar. Her face resumed that tsundere little expression before she spoke unhurriedly:
"Hmph, go find that flirt you were just thinking about. This young lady is busy right now—I'm going to see my sister and check if my little nephew got carsick!"
After saying this, Su Yu only gave Lin Zhe a charmingly flirtatious glare before turning and heading toward the door.
Women, truly so fickle and vindictive.
Watching her swaying figure retreat, Lin Zhe let out a helpless, bitter laugh.
As expected, he couldn't hide anything from his wife's sharp eyes. That momentary fantasy about Mrs. Chen had clearly made her jealous.
But the couple had never truly argued; such playful banter only served as spice to heighten their excitement.
Lin Zhe glanced down at the prominent tent in his trousers, took a deep breath to calm his emotions, and quickly followed after her.
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