The afternoon had passed its zenith.
As she sat up again, Su Yu's exquisitely beautiful face flushed with an intoxicating rosy hue. She tilted her head slightly, lazily brushing aside the stray strands of hair that had fallen by her ears. As her gaze drifted, it met a pair of terrified, conflicted eyes in the rearview mirror.
Her sister-in-law, Lin Yue.
Su Yu didn't avert her gaze. Instead, the corners of her lips curled into a provocative, ambiguous smile as she playfully winked at her sister-in-law's reflection in the mirror.
That smile unmistakably conveyed: "Sis, you smell it too, don't you? This is Dad's scent~"
Lin Jianguo was currently in a state of post-exhaustion clarity, his body limp but his mind buzzing with exhilaration. His thick, recently spent manhood lay flaccidly in his underwear, its glistening tip still damp with saliva.
Noticing his daughter-in-law glancing toward his side, he instinctively turned to look, only to find his daughter had already quietly averted her gaze out the window, as if the monotonous highway guardrails were a breathtaking vista.
Lin Jianguo didn't dwell on it, assuming his daughter-in-law was merely exchanging flirtatious glances with him. The lingering thrill of having been brought to climax by her oral ministrations left him feeling euphoric, as if he had shed twenty years and returned to an age of unrestrained indulgence.
He chuckled gruffly, his rough hand stealthily reaching out again under the cover of the blanket.
His fingers met smooth, cool skin.
Su Yu was wearing sheer black pantyhose that clung tightly to her slender, shapely thighs, accentuating her already fair complexion. Lin Jianguo's palm gripped the tender flesh near the apex of her thighs, his fingertips tracing the delicate texture of the stockings and the warm, resilient softness beneath.
In the past, he wouldn't have dared lay a finger on his daughter-in-law, even with a hundred times the courage. But now, he not only acted boldly but did so with unshakable confidence and a clear conscience.
Su Yu shuddered slightly at his touch but made no move to pull away. Instead, in this blind spot of visibility, she gently parted her legs, allowing her father-in-law to caress her inner thighs. She even arched her back subtly, granting his hand deeper access.
Su Yu rolled her eyes with an alluring flair, letting out a faint, almost imperceptible moan. The sound was like a hook, tightening Lin Zhe's grip on the steering wheel as he drove.
Though Lin Zhe kept his eyes on the road, all his senses were acutely focused on the space between the passenger seat and the back. He hadn't witnessed the explicit act, but the distinct sound of swallowing, the pungent scent lingering in the air, and the sight of his wife's swollen, moist lips were violently stimulating his depraved nerves.
His father's essence was now resting warmly in his wife's stomach.
This realization made his own member ache with hardness, straining painfully against his trousers. The intensity of his excitement even stirred a perverse impulse to pull over immediately, pin his wife against the hood of the car, and mingle his own arousal with the lingering traces of his father.
Meanwhile, in the passenger seat, Wang Xiuli was calmly feeding her grandson with a bottle. Her expression was eerily placid, like a deep, unfathomable lake.
Wang Xiulan saw her husband's hand creeping over her daughter-in-law's thigh, heard the sound of swallowing, and caught the nauseating yet strangely arousing scent hanging in the air.
But she said nothing, her cold gaze sweeping over the back seat, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk curling at the corners of her lips.
"Let it rot. The more it rots, the better."
...
The car exited the highway and turned onto a winding mountain road.
The surroundings gradually grew desolate and serene, with the not-yet-fully-green weeds and the distant rolling mountains forming a tranquil scene.
Tang Valley.
Three gilded characters stood out prominently on a massive, unpolished stone.
This was a newly opened high-end hot spring resort in the city, featuring a Japanese-inspired design and an emphasis on privacy. Its secluded location made it the perfect spot for activities that preferred to stay out of the light.
The car came to a smooth stop in the gravel-paved parking lot.
As the doors opened, the crisp mountain air instantly flooded the cabin, diluting the lingering scent of debauchery.
Lin Jianguo was the first to step out, straightening his slightly disheveled shirt and resuming his authoritative, patriarchal demeanor. Yet, his slightly bloodshot eyes still flickered with the remnants of animalistic desire.
The others followed, one by one.
Su Yu, in her high heels, wobbled slightly as she stepped onto the ground. Her shapely legs, encased in black stockings, shimmered enticingly under the sunlight. She tightened her coat, concealing much of her alluring figure, but it couldn't hide the innate sensuality that radiated from her very bones.
Lin Yue took the child from her mother and walked at the back, her head lowered. Her knitted dress clung tightly to her full hips, swaying seductively with each step.
Only she knew that the crotch of her black stockings was already soaked, the sticky wetness slowly trickling down her inner thighs. Every step was both torment and a secret thrill.
Two rows of grand opening flower baskets flanked the entrance, their red ribbons fluttering in the wind.
The family of six made a conspicuous entrance into the lobby, immediately drawing attention.
The lobby's decor was clearly a lavish investment, with its all-wooden structure, warm yellow lighting, and the faint scent of sandalwood lingering in the air.
Behind the front desk sat a portly middle-aged man with a receding hairline and a face full of coarse features. He had his feet propped up on the desk, scrolling through videos of attractive women on his phone, the blaring sound filled with vulgar background music.
Hearing the commotion, the greasy owner looked up, his previously dull, small eyes suddenly lighting up as if electrified.
"Holy cow, where did this heavenly family come from?"
The young woman at the front, though wrapped in a coat, had exposed calves and high heels, along with a face that was both innocent and seductive—she was simply exquisite.
Then there was the slightly older woman. Though fine lines had begun to form at the corners of her eyes, she exuded an elegant, mature charm, and the sight of her legs in flesh-toned stockings made one want to ravage her.
And the one carrying the child at the back had an even more exaggerated figure. The soft mounds at her chest bounced with each step, like two heavy water bags, clearly indicating she was well-endowed and fertile.
These three women—the young beauty, the mature seductress, and the elegant lady—all in one place?
The owner's eyes nearly popped out of his head, and he almost drooled. Hurriedly, he put his feet down, wiped his mouth, and plastered on a wrinkled smile:
"Hello, hello! Do you have a reservation?"
Lin Jianguo frowned, instinctively disliking the way the man was eyeing the women in his family. He was about to assert his authority as the head of the household when Lin Zhe quickly stepped forward, blocking the owner's brazen gaze, and pulled out his phone, saying:
"Yes, please take a look. We've booked for two nights."
His line of sight blocked, the boss curled his lips in displeasure and craned his neck, trying to peek at Su Yu behind Lin Zhe. But Lin Zhe shielded her completely, so he reluctantly withdrew his gaze and turned to the computer screen beside him, his chubby fingers clattering noisily on the keyboard:
"Alright, Mr. Lin, is it?… Hmm, found it. How many rooms do you need?"
Lin Zhe held up three fingers: "Three."
The boss continued, "Three rooms. Would you like them to be connected?"
Lin Zhe nodded stiffly, his tone somewhat brusque:
"Yeah, preferably."
"Got it."
Just as the greasy boss was about to hit the enter key to confirm, a crisp sound of high heels tapping against the floor suddenly echoed from the entrance, followed by a voice that could melt one's bones:
"Hello~~ Is this where we check in?"
The voice wasn't deliberately coquettish like Su Yu's, nor did it carry the restrained magnetism of Lin Yue's. Instead, it was a natural, honeyed sweetness that seemed to flow effortlessly from the throat—sweet but not cloying, soft and irresistibly alluring.
The greasy boss's fingers froze mid-air above the keyboard, and he snapped his head up.
Lin Zhe, Lin Jianguo—every man's gaze was instantly drawn as if by a magnet, swiveling toward the entrance.
Standing at the door was a young man and woman.
The woman was an absolute stunner.
In this early spring season, the mountain temperatures were far from warm, and everyone was bundled up in thick coats.
But this woman, though wearing a short white down jacket on her upper body, had the collar unzipped, revealing a low-cut lace camisole underneath. The deep cleavage was like an abyss of temptation, dazzlingly pale.
The most arresting part was her lower half.
She was wearing a plaid miniskirt so short it barely covered her buttocks!
Her long, straight legs were completely exposed to the air, without any stockings—just bare, smooth thighs with skin as pale as a freshly peeled egg, the knees tinged with a faint pink hue.
On her feet, she wore a pair of knee-high leather boots that tightly hugged her thighs, squeezing out a slight indentation in the flesh. The visual impact of this "absolute territory" was enough to captivate any man's soul instantly.
Lin Zhe stared, mesmerized, his Adam's apple involuntarily bobbing.
With a beauty like Su Yu at home, his standards were supposed to be exceptionally high.
But this woman's allure wasn't the kind of meticulously crafted beauty—it was a wild, primal seductiveness.
Standing there without striking any deliberate pose, she seemed to radiate a mating signal from every pore of her body.
"Born with seductive bones."
At that moment, these four words were the only ones that sprang to Lin Zhe's mind.
As a woman, Su Yu instantly raised all her defenses, sensing a powerful threat. The instinctive aversion between members of the same sex made her feel deeply unsettled.
She turned her head and saw her husband gaping foolishly at another woman's legs, while even her father-in-law, Lin Jianguo, was sneakily glancing at the woman's chest.
Su Yu snorted coldly inwardly, then reached out with two fingers and gave Lin Zhe's soft waist a sharp, hard pinch.
"Hisss—"
Lin Zhe sucked in a sharp breath, the sudden pain snapping him back to reality instantly.
Turning his head, he met his wife's half-smiling, half-mocking gaze and quickly put on an ingratiating expression, awkwardly averting his eyes and pretending to be a proper gentleman who wouldn't let his gaze wander.
To be honest, this was the first time Lin Zhe had ever been so captivated by a stranger.
The woman, however, seemed completely accustomed to such stares—one might even say she reveled in the feeling of being leered at.
Her expression unchanged, she sashayed over to the front desk with a catlike sway, her waist undulating like a water snake. Without a hint of reservation, she leaned over the counter, causing the collar of her down jacket to gape open. Two large, snow-white mounds of flesh nearly burst out of her lace bra, practically thrust into the face of the greasy boss.
"Are you the owner?" she asked, blinking her dewy, doe-like eyes, her voice as soft and fragrant as an orchid's whisper.
The greasy boss was completely dumbstruck, on the verge of a nosebleed, his mouth hanging open. For a long moment, he couldn't utter a single word, only managing to gulp as he stared fixedly at her cleavage.
Just then, the curtain to the back room behind the counter was abruptly pushed aside. Out stepped a boss lady with permed hair and a plump figure, her face dark with anger.
She took one look at her husband's disgraceful, ogling expression and instantly flared up. But with a guest present, she couldn't make a scene. She could only shoot her husband a fierce glare before forcing a professional, plastic smile.
"Yes, miss. Are you checking in? Do you have a reservation?"
The man accompanying the woman stepped forward as well.
He wore black-rimmed glasses and a well-tailored casual suit, looking refined and scholarly, like a university professor or a high-level white-collar worker.
Though his gaze appeared calm, there was an indescribable glint behind his lenses.
"Yes, here's my reservation record," the man said, mimicking Lin Zhe's earlier gesture as he handed over his phone.
The boss's wife seized the opportunity to shove her lust-struck husband aside, secretly giving his waist a vicious pinch that made the fat man grimace in pain but dare not make a sound.
Taking charge, the boss lady glanced at the man's phone screen.
"Alright, Mr. Chen, is it? Oh, you've booked a room downstairs."
At that moment, Su Yu, who had been watching coldly from the sidelines, suddenly spoke up. Her voice was crisp but carried a hint of authority.
"Handsome, I believe we were here first, weren't we?"
The man surnamed Chen was taken aback and turned to look.
When his eyes fell on Su Yu's exquisitely cold and alluring face, along with her shapely legs clad in silk stockings, a flash of admiration crossed his gaze.
Then, his eyes swept over Lin Yue and Wang Xiulan standing nearby, and his expression grew even more profound and intrigued.
But he quickly reverted to his refined, degenerate demeanor, adjusting his glasses and offering a gentle smile.
"Oh, my apologies. Please, go ahead."
With that, he took a half-step back in an exceedingly gentlemanly manner, making a "please" gesture that was so elegant and flawless, no one could find fault with it.
As the saying goes, you don't hit a smiling face. Seeing how accommodating he was, Su Yu couldn't very well press the issue. She returned a sweet, fake smile, letting the matter drop.
Lin Zhe quickly seized the moment to explain their situation to the new boss lady.
But as soon as she checked, something went wrong.
"Oh dear, I'm terribly sorry."
The proprietress frowned at the computer screen. "Our system is a bit unstable since it just launched. It showed three connecting rooms earlier, but actually, one in the middle has already been booked by Mr. Chen."
This created an awkward situation:
Not only were there only two vacant rooms left on the first floor, but the third room was separated by the one reserved by Mr. Chen and his wife.
If they didn't make any changes, Lin Zhe's large family would either have to split up, with one couple moving to the second floor, or stay separated by this unfamiliar couple.
For Lin Zhe, who was intent on hosting a family orgy, this was obviously highly inconvenient.
Lin Zhe's expression darkened as he contemplated how to negotiate.
Unexpectedly, the woman with an innate seductive charm spoke first. Leaning softly against Mr. Chen, she cooed in a sugary voice, "Honey~ Since it's a big family, why don't we let them have the rooms? It's all the same to us anyway. The room upstairs is just as nice, isn't it?"
As she spoke, she deliberately—or perhaps not—flashed a flirtatious glance at Lin Zhe, her eyes filled with a tantalizing allure that stirred one's heart.
Mr. Chen smiled indulgently and patted her shoulder. "Alright, as you wish."
Then he turned to the proprietress and said, "Please move us to the upstairs room and let this group have the connecting ones."
Lin Zhe was overjoyed and quickly expressed his gratitude.
Amidst a flurry of adjustments and the proprietress's repeated apologies, Lin Zhe finally received three consecutive room keys.
"Thanks a lot, man," Lin Zhe said, nodding to Mr. Chen as he took the keys.
"Don't mention it," Mr. Chen replied with a faint smile, his gaze lingering for a second on Lin Yue's ample chest before shifting away.
The two groups took their keys and headed toward the guest rooms.
The Lin family walked ahead, followed by the young couple.
As the couple turned a corner, ensuring they were out of earshot, the woman—who had been acting like a cat in heat—suddenly leaned close to the man's ear. She extended her warm, wet tongue to lick his earlobe and whispered softly, "Honey, that handsome guy earlier was so attractive… especially his gaze, it felt like he wanted to devour someone. I was almost dripping down there…"
Mr. Chen's refined expression vanished instantly, replaced by a twisted excitement.
His previously well-behaved hand abruptly plunged beneath her miniskirt, roughly kneading the smooth, bare skin of her inner thigh before his fingers unceremoniously dug into her moist opening.
"You little slut, since when do you lose your composure at the sight of a handsome man? You weren't like this before," he growled.
The woman's body went limp under his touch, and she draped herself over him, her eyes hazy with feigned anger as she cooed, "Isn't it because of you? You're the one who insisted on playing those wife-swapping games… letting those disgusting men train my body like this… Now, every time I see a good-looking guy, my pussy starts itching…"
Hearing his wife's lewd words, Mr. Chen wasn't angered but instead felt a surge of arousal. His slacks tented prominently as he grunted, "You bitch, you're just begging to be fucked. Wait till we get to the room—I'll show you how to behave."
The woman giggled, her hand boldly groping the hardened bulge through his pants.
"That family we just saw doesn't seem ordinary either... The way the father-in-law looked at his daughter-in-law, and that handsome guy staring at the older sister... Tsk tsk, who would've thought we'd run into like-minded people while on vacation?"
The man smiled without responding, though his eyes behind the glasses flickered with increasingly frenzied light.
He withdrew his fingers from his wife's moistness, licked them, then tightened his arm around her waist as they followed the floor signs upstairs.
Meanwhile, at the front desk.
The greasy manager still stood transfixed, staring blankly at the corner where the miniskirt-clad woman had disappeared, his mind filled with images of those pale mounds of flesh and those long legs.
Suddenly, excruciating pain shot through his ear.
"Ouch! That hurts! Easy there!"
The madam had his ear firmly pinched between two fingers, twisting it through a full 360 degrees as she gnashed her teeth and scolded:
"You pathetic fool! Had your soul stolen, have you? Huh? What's so great about that seductive vixen? Have you never seen a woman before? I ought to gouge out those wandering eyes of yours!"
"I won't do it again! Have mercy, dear wife!"
The fat manager howled in pain, though in his heart he still savored the glimpse of paradise he'd caught, secretly vowing to eavesdrop outside the newly arrived couple's room tonight when no one was around, to properly release his pent-up desires.
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