[Conquering the Beautiful Nurse Mom] (Chapter Eleven)

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Author: Guardian of Darkness
Published: June 15, 2015 on: Forum
Chapter Eleven: A Nightly Rendezvous
The next day, I woke up to the aftereffects of the previous night's frenzy: aches and pains all over my body, especially my lower back,
which was so bad I could barely get out of bed. However, to avoid arousing my parents' suspicion, I tried my best
to act as if nothing was wrong. Only then did I truly understand
how true the saying "Youth doesn't know the value of semen, old age weeps in vain" really is.
After getting up and washing, I passed by my parents' bedroom and found my father still fast asleep. Looking
at him, I couldn't help but shake my head. I thought to myself: Dad, you obviously don't know that
while you were sound asleep, your wife was being fucked to death by someone else. I wonder if you
would still be sleeping so soundly if you knew what happened. But clearly, Dad will never know what happened last night.
Because Dad came home very late last night, he showed no signs of waking up when I left.
When I got to school, I found that both my mom and Chen Jie had texted me, talking about
what happened last night. They both reminded me to take good care of myself, apparently knowing that last night's wild night must have
taken its toll. After replying to their texts, I noticed my best friend's deskmate peeking over. He was probably
curious about what I was texting.
"Hey kid, what are you looking at?" I said irritably.
Realizing he'd been caught, my friend chuckled and scratched his head, asking,
"What texting are you texting, all mysterious?"
"You little brat, you dare meddle in the boss's business? You're asking for it!"
"Haha, no way!"
Amidst our banter, the first class finally started, and we quieted down. With the exams
getting closer, I paid extra attention in class, because a high
score would be crucial for my future plans. Perhaps because I was listening so attentively, my
best friend surprisingly stopped bothering me and quietly attended to the lesson as well.
And so, the long and boring day of classes ended. As I was about to go home, my best friend suddenly asked if I wanted
to go out and play. I was exhausted, so of course I refused outright. My friend knew I'd
been studying unusually hard lately, so he figured I should go home and review my lessons, and didn't bother me anymore.
When I got home, I found my mom sleeping soundly in her bedroom; she was clearly very tired from the night before
. My dad was making dinner in the kitchen. When he saw me come in, he gestured for me to be quiet and
pointed to the room, probably telling me to be quiet and not disturb my mom's sleep. I put my schoolbag back in
my room and went to the kitchen.
When my dad saw me, he asked how I did at school. I answered truthfully and said I was sure I'd
do well on the final exams. My dad seemed very happy. However, he also reminded me not to be careless and to wait for my final
report card.
"Dad, why are you making dinner today? What happened to Mom?" I asked softly.
"Your mom worked the night shift yesterday. I heard there were a lot of patients, and she was busy all night. She's exhausted. Let her get some more sleep
; we shouldn't disturb her."
Hearing this, I was taken aback for a moment, but quickly realized it was a made-up
excuse Mom was using to fool Dad. Poor Dad, however, didn't suspect a thing. Hearing this, I used the excuse of going to my room to study
to leave. Dad was naturally very happy that I was studying. After I left, he continued
working alone in the kitchen.
When I returned to my room, I secretly glanced at Mom in bed and noticed she had placed her phone
on the bedside table. Looking at Dad in the kitchen, making a loud noise while cooking, an idea popped into my head.
"Honey, you must be exhausted from yesterday. What were you busy with?" I sent Mom this text message. I
wanted to see if she had put her phone on the bedside table to wait for my message, or for some other reason.
The moment I sent the message, Mom's phone beeped with a text message notification. Because
the kitchen was so noisy, I wasn't worried about Dad hearing it. If Dad really heard it, I
reckon Mom would just make up some excuse to fool him.
As the phone rang, I peeked through the crack in the door and saw Mom reach out. Sure enough, the ringtone woke her
up. But judging from her slow movements, she wasn't fully awake. However, when she picked up
her phone and saw the message, I could clearly feel that at that moment, she was fully awake.
After seeing the message, Mom immediately put down her phone, looked around the bedroom to make sure no one was there,
and then picked up her phone again to start composing a text message for me. Now I knew that through last night's incident, I
had completely eliminated the barrier between Mom and me. Just as I was lost in thought, the text message arrived.
"I'm still sleeping. You're home from school?"
"Oh, I'm so sorry, I disturbed your rest. I'll be more careful next time."
I deliberately acted like a child who had done something wrong, apologizing repeatedly. But this time, I didn't hear
Mom's phone ring. It seemed she was afraid Dad would find out, so she put it on vibrate or silent.
"No, I just woke up when you texted me, so it's okay."
I was still half asleep, thinking to myself, but it was clear from this that Mom's attitude towards me had truly changed
. It seemed I needed to seize this opportunity to further strengthen our relationship and make it
even more unbreakable. However, now that Dad was back, things wouldn't
go as smoothly as before, and the thought gave me a headache. But I figured Mom would find a way to meet me
secretly.
We texted each other for a while until Dad called us for dinner. Seeing Mom come out of the bedroom,
Dad hurriedly asked if she was still sleepy and suggested she sleep a little longer. I noticed a smile on Mom's face,
but I couldn't tell if it was from our recent intimacy or from Dad's concern.
Because only Mom knew, or perhaps both. In a pleasant atmosphere, our family
spent dinner together.
In the following days, I texted Mom whenever I had free time, greeting her and occasionally flirting with her.
Now Mom replies quickly to my texts, and we sometimes call each other in the evenings for a romantic chat .
Life was quite enjoyable. Of course, I couldn't ignore Chen Jie. Having learned my lesson last time,
I knew Chen Jie was no simple woman, and I wouldn't let her think I had won Mom back and neglect her.
If I needed her help again and she threw a tantrum, I'd be in deep trouble. However
, it was clear that Chen Jie was happy about my concern during this time, as evidenced by our phone conversations
.
As for Dad, lately, I don't know if it's because he's busy or tired from work, but
he and Mom haven't been having sex as often as when he first came back, when he would seek pleasure at every opportunity. Occasionally,
Mom even refused, citing work fatigue as the reason. This made me very happy, after all, Mom's little hole was still unwilling
to share with anyone else, even if that person was Dad.
However, Dad obviously didn't feel any dissatisfaction with Mom's refusal. After all,
he had enjoyed Mom's little hole for more than ten years, and had done it countless times. He
was probably so eager before because he had just come back and had been abstaining for too long. But none of this mattered to me.
A week passed like this. Although I kept in touch with Mom, I still didn't have a chance to meet.
One important reason was that Dad had been coming home almost every day recently, so I had no chance to make a move. And Mom knew that
I had final exams coming up soon, so of course she wouldn't take the initiative to suggest meeting in order not to affect my studies.
But this made me itchy and extremely uncomfortable. Finally, I couldn't help but want to take a risk. That evening
, I called Mom as usual. When she saw my phone, Mom hurriedly went to the balcony, while
Dad, who was watching TV in the living room, obviously didn't notice.
"Honey, it's been so long since I've seen you, I miss you so much—"
I hinted to my mother from the start, meaning I longed to see her again
. Sure enough, upon hearing this, she quickly replied,
"Yes, I miss you too."
"Could you come out and keep me company tonight?"
Seeing her reaction, I quickly made my request.
"Tonight—"
My mother's tone was clearly hesitant; after all, my father was still home, and going out so late was a bit
inconvenient.
"Yes, could you? I really miss you. If it's really inconvenient for you, that's alright, honey."
I seized the opportunity to plead again, while deliberately saying it was alright
if it wasn't convenient to show understanding of her predicament. This would make my mother think I was always considering her
feelings, preventing her from feeling resentful, and perhaps even making her like me more. After all, although
I longed for intimacy with my mother, I didn't want her to feel resistant. Otherwise, it would be too much
of a loss. After all, I've put in a lot of effort to get this far, and I don't want to ruin everything because of
impatience.
"Okay, see you later then. Where should we meet?"
After hesitating for a moment, Mom finally agreed to my request. This made me overjoyed, and I quickly said,
"How about XX Park?"
"Okay, see you in half an hour."
After hanging up the phone, I almost couldn't contain my excitement and shouted out loud, otherwise things might have gotten really bad
. I hurriedly prepared what I needed to bring. After all, Dad was still at home, and I couldn't just dress up and
go out; that would be obvious.
A few minutes later, I heard Mom say to Dad in the living room,
"Honey, something came up at the hospital, and I need to go out for a bit."
"Oh, I see. Be careful then."
Dad didn't doubt Mom's explanation at all, but it made sense; the hospital had
asked Mom to go out at night before before. Dad naturally assumed it was the same as before, never suspecting that his
wife was going out so late to meet her lover. I couldn't help but feel deep sympathy for him.
After Mom left, I excused myself to go to a classmate's to pick up some study materials. Seeing
how much I loved studying now, Dad only told me to hurry back and didn't say anything more.
I dashed out of the house, quickly dressed up in the hallway, checked myself carefully with the mirror I carried,
and then hailed a taxi and sped off to our meeting place.
I arrived at the park entrance quickly, looked around, and realized Mom hadn't arrived yet.
A thought popped into my head: Mom clearly left earlier than me, so why was she late? But I quickly
stopped worrying about it; after all, it was just a matter of waiting a few more minutes.
This park was a well-known spot for couples to meet; although it was bustling with people during the day,
it was very quiet at night. Furthermore, the park is lined with large trees,
so visibility isn't great at night. Couples can be intimate without worrying about being bothered, and even if someone walks by, unless you're
very close, you won't be able to see each other's faces clearly, making it a popular spot for couples. I wonder
if my mother knows all this, but I doubt she does, since she has
n't been in a relationship for a long time.
After a short while, I saw my mother running towards me, panting. Seeing her running,
I quickly went to greet her.
"Why are you running? You're sweating!"
I said tenderly, taking out a tissue to wipe the sweat from her forehead.
"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting—"
my mother quickly apologized, but I noticed she wasn't quite calm yet. I quickly gestured
for her to catch her breath. Seeing my concern, she shyly lowered her head, looking incredibly cute.
By the moonlight, I noticed that my mother had light makeup on her face. Logically, since she had made an excuse to go to the hospital to help
out, and to avoid arousing my father's suspicion, she shouldn't have been wearing makeup. She must have rushed to the nearby restroom to put it on after arriving
, I thought, and my heart warmed. This showed
how much she valued our rendezvous, which also explained why she left first but arrived later than me.
Finally, my mother recovered and took a long breath. Seeing this, I immediately hugged her tightly.
She was clearly caught off guard by my sudden hug, but only for a moment before she
hugged me back tightly.
"Darling, I've missed you so much these past few days."
"Me too, I've wanted to see you for ages."
"Silly boy, why did you run around like that? Look how tired you are! Do you know how much it breaks my heart to see you like this?"
"It's because I was afraid you'd wait too long—"
my mother whispered in my ear. The two of them embraced at the park entrance, lingering for a long time. The moonlight
bathed them, creating a warm and romantic scene. After a while, I finally separated from my mother.
"Let's go for a walk in the park."
"Okay—"
I took my mother's hand and we slowly walked into the park. Along the way, I finally understood why my mother was late
. It was pretty much what I had guessed—she had been busy touching up her makeup, which was why she was delayed. Hearing this,
I couldn't help but smile foolishly at my mother. Seeing this, she lowered her head shyly.
Walking in the park at night, a gentle breeze blew past us, making us feel refreshed. The breeze
caressed my mother's face, blowing her long, flowing hair through the air, strands of hair constantly
brushing against my face. My mother kept brushing her hair away as it was blown by the wind.
We strolled through the park, chatting and laughing, the atmosphere very pleasant. However, what Mom didn't realize
was that this wasn't a casual stroll; I was deliberately leading her deeper into the park, to the wooded
area, the prime spot for couples' trysts.
After all, only there could I truly be intimate with Mom. I know the saying "haste makes waste
," and besides, what I wanted wasn't just any "haste," but Mom, this beautiful woman.
So, we walked deeper and deeper, and gradually, I noticed several couples whispering under the trees
. It seemed there were others even more impatient than me. From my reconnaissance, this wasn't the best
spot yet.
But Mom kept gazing at me tenderly, clearly unaware of the couples in the darkness. Soon we
arrived at my planned spot, and luckily, it hadn't been claimed by any other couples.
It seemed fate was on my side, I thought to myself.
"Yan'er, are you tired? Let's sit on a bench up ahead."
Hearing me say this, Mom finally realized she was a little tired. After all, this place
was quite a distance from the park entrance, and she hadn't noticed because she had been focused on me. My
reminder made her realize it. This made Mom even more grateful for my thoughtfulness, and she smiled and nodded at me.
So, the two of us sat on a park bench, close together.
"Yan'er, sitting here like this, I still can't believe it's real, it feels like a dream."
Hearing my words, Mom rested her head on my shoulder, looked up at me, and looked at me with a puzzled
expression.
"Silly boy, when I called you today, I thought you wouldn't agree to come out."
"How could that be? Actually, I've been wanting to see you again for a long time."
"Really?"
I gently stroked Mom's long hair and whispered.
"Mmm—"
Mom looked at me and answered with a happy expression.
"By the way, what happened between you and your uncle?"
Hearing this, Mom's happy expression froze instantly.
"Why bring him up now?"
There was a hint of resentment in her voice, as if she were scolding me for bringing up such an
unpleasant topic at this time.
"Of course, I was worried about you!"
Seeing Mom's slight displeasure, I quickly explained.
"Oh, is that so? It's the same old story, haha."
Mom's words revealed a hint of helplessness. "
What did your uncle do this time that made you unhappy?" "
Nothing, he's been quite concerned about me lately, coming home on time every day. But I always feel like he's discovered
I know his secret and is doing it on purpose for me."
Hearing this, I couldn't help but marvel at women's ability to make connections. He was clearly doing something good for me, yet she thought
he had ulterior motives. It seemed Mom still harbored deep suspicions about Dad. However, Mom's suspicions
were actually a good thing for me. It made it easier for me to get closer to Mom and gave me a better chance
of occupying a more important place in her heart than Dad.
"How could that be? Are you overthinking it?"
"I hope so."
Hearing me say that, Mom sighed sadly. She thought I was trying to comfort her and cheer her up
. Right now, everything I did made Mom think I cared about her, while Dad's actions
seemed like he was trying to cover something up. I couldn't help but feel a little amused. It seems women in love
really do have zero IQ.
"Don't overthink it, darling. Anyway, no matter what, you still have me."
Hearing me say that, I felt Mom's arms tighten around me.
"Yes, thank goodness for you, otherwise I really wouldn't know what to do."
"Hehe, don't worry, I'll always be good to you. By the way, have you done anything to betray me
?"
Faced with my sudden question, Mom clearly didn't understand what I meant and just looked at me with suspicion.
"Hehe, you're my woman now, so what I'd do to betray me is naturally—"
I deliberately paused halfway through my sentence and pointed to my genitals. Having done that, Mom
immediately understood what I meant, her face turning bright red.
"You bad boy—"
"Tell me!"
I pressed relentlessly.
"He's been going straight to bed after work lately, he doesn't have time to touch me."
Saying this, Mom's flushed face instantly enveloped her in my arms.
"Really? Haven't you two done it lately?"
"Well, he wanted to once, but I said I was too tired and refused."
"Really? You truly are a good wife, you haven't let your husband cheat on you."
"Ugh, who's your wife?"
Mom said, repeatedly pounding my chest with her small fists.
"Darling, I really want you to be mine alone, I really don't want any other man to touch you."
I said, sighing. Mom looked up, seeing my somewhat dejected expression, her brows furrowing instantly.
Seeing me like this, Mom felt a pang of heartache, but also a hint of helplessness.
"I also want to belong only to you, but after all, he's my husband. If he really wants to be with me,
I'd feel awkward—"
Mom's voice trailed off, her expression growing increasingly forlorn. Seeing her like this, I quickly spoke up.
"Silly wife, of course I know that. I was just saying it casually.
Don't take it to heart. Cheer up, smile! We haven't seen each other in so long, don't be sad!"
Hearing me say that, Mom was immediately amused and burst out laughing.
"You're such a rascal! Well then, if he asks to be with me, I'll try my best to find a reason
to refuse. If it really doesn't work, I'll just have to give in to him. Is that okay?"
I couldn't believe my ears; Mom would actually say something like that. Did this mean that my
position in Mom's heart had surpassed Dad's? I couldn't help but feel secretly pleased. However, I also understood that
I had to keep Mom suspicious of Dad to solidify my current position. If one day Mom found out that Dad
was actually perfectly fine, who knew what might happen? I repeated these words to myself
several times, constantly reminding myself what I had to do.
"Mmm—my wife is the best to me, come on—give me a kiss."
Hearing my words, Mom closed her eyes and brought her lips closer to mine. Of course, I didn't hold back
and immediately pressed my lips to hers. I felt that the moment my lips touched hers, Mom
extended her fragrant tongue, and our tongues intertwined,
the sound of our tongues clashing echoing in the empty park.
I noticed that Mom's French kissing technique was getting better and better, and she was becoming more and more proactive with me. I
excitedly savored Mom's fragrant tongue, and my hands began to wander restlessly over Mom's body.
Mom, clearly aware of my actions during the kiss, offered a token resistance before giving up
. Seeing Mom like this, I knew she had tacitly approved of my behavior, so my hands became even more
restless.
Gradually, Mom's nasal voice became heavier, and her breathing became somewhat rapid. Although we were still French kissing
, I could clearly feel my mother starting to moan ecstatically. Her face was turning increasingly flushed.
I knew she was gradually getting into the mood.
So I tried to slip my hand inside her clothes, and sure enough, the direct touch on her skin made her
let out a soft "ah." Our kiss became even more passionate, and my mother began to gently
bite my lips. Seeing that she didn't resist me touching her clothes, I became even more daring and began
to roam over her body. Finally, my hand slipped inside her bra.
I immediately grasped her warm, smooth breasts in my palm, and I think I
'll never forget that familiar touch. As I kneaded them, my mother's moans gradually grew louder. After a while, I
felt that her breasts were no longer enough, and my wicked hand began to explore her genitals.
My mother obviously didn't notice my actions and was still enjoying the pleasure brought by the stimulation. Finally, my hand slipped
inside her panties and touched the crevice of her genitals. I noticed that my mother's genitals were already
overflowing with moisture, instantly wetting my fingers.
Just as I was about to insert my fingers into her vagina, I suddenly felt my hand being grabbed.
Looking closely, I saw it was my mother, gently holding my arm to prevent me from taking any further action. It turned out that my
touch on her vagina had brought a moment of clarity to her mind, which had been immersed in lust
. Instinctively, she felt she couldn't let me go any further.
I looked at my mother in confusion. At that moment, her eyes were watery as she looked at me, clearly aroused.
Her breathing was still uneven, and her parted lips were connected by a glistening droplet of moisture.
Just then, my mother spoke.
"No, Xiaofeng."
"Why?"
I asked my mother in confusion.
"Outside, I'm afraid—"
My mother's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz. It turned out that my mother still harbored fear about doing this kind of thing in public.
Long-standing moral constraints made it difficult for her to take this step. I knew I couldn't push Mom too
hard right now, or it would be terrible if she got the wrong feeling. So I quickly responded,
"I'm sorry, Yan'er, I got too carried away. I'm so sorry."
Hearing my apology, Mom didn't know how to handle it and hurriedly explained,
"No, I'm not blaming Xiaofeng. I almost couldn't control myself just now. I know your desires, Xiaofeng, but
I really can't do it outside—"
At the end, Mom's voice seemed to choke up, as if she felt sorry for not being able to give herself to me
. It was as if she hated herself for not being able to let me have my way. Mom's series of actions today
left me completely bewildered. However, it showed how much she valued me, and how much she loved me now.
Just how deep is her affection? How much does she depend on me?
Knowing this completely dispelled my earlier displeasure. After all, this news was completely unexpected
, a special bonus for the evening.
"It's okay, darling, I believe you can do it in the future. We
'll take it slow." I hugged my mother, who was beside me, blaming herself. My hug warmed her deeply,
and she was deeply moved by my understanding, feeling that I truly cared for her.
"Mmm, thank you,"
my mother replied without hesitation, without considering the meaning behind my words. Hearing those few
words from my mother stirred up a storm within me. Didn't she mean that she could gradually
accept having sex outside the home? So adorably naive, I thought to myself. It seemed my mother was following my
plan step by step, although the process might be a little different, the result was obvious.
After hugging for a long time, we gradually separated. Looking at my mother, I pointed to my genitals and whispered...
"Honey, but I'm so uncomfortable down there, what should I do?"
I looked at my mother innocently, and she noticed my bulging crotch. Looking around
and finding no one else nearby, she blushed and said,
"How about I suck it out for you?"
My implication was that she wanted me to give her oral sex. I didn't know if she would agree, but
given her current state, I figured it was highly likely. So when I heard her offer to perform
oral sex on me, I couldn't help but sneer. Sure enough, she'd taken the bait.
The mouth that had only served my father once was now being served with such care and attention. The
difference filled me with satisfaction and a sense of superiority.
While I was still enjoying myself, my mother used her slender hands to unzip my pants,
revealing my monstrous penis. She carefully held it, feeling
the warmth emanating from it. With her touch, I felt my penis throb with excitement.
Looking at the enormous thing in front of her, Mom smiled shyly at me, opened her small mouth, and slowly took my penis
in. The moist mouth, the soft tongue, the warm sensation made me involuntarily make a sound of pleasure.
Seeing my pleasure, Mom began to suckle attentively.
Mom's oral sex technique was still a bit clumsy; her teeth would occasionally scrape my penis, making me
wince in pain, but of course I didn't tell Mom. Seeing Mom's earnestness, I couldn't help but feel a little
touched.
But soon, Mom noticed my discomfort and realized her teeth were hurting me.
She apologized, and I assured her it was okay, which put her at ease. However, she became even more careful, afraid
that her teeth might hurt me again.
Mom continuously stimulated my penis with her tongue, and my pleasure grew stronger and stronger. After ten minutes of oral sex
, I noticed my mother's movements slowed down. I guessed she was
getting tired from holding it for so long, so I gently asked if she wanted to rest. She waved her hand, indicating she was fine.
My penis continued to slide in and out of her mouth, saliva dripping from the corners of her mouth
. I noticed her collar was wet with my saliva, but she didn't seem
to mind.
The oral sex continued for nearly 20 minutes before I finally released the semen I had been storing for over a week
, streams of semen shooting out. I heard gurgling sounds coming from her throat;
she had swallowed all the
semen, but because there was so much, she couldn't swallow it all, and the excess dripped from her mouth.
Finally, the last drop of semen was released, and only after confirming I had finished did she
spit my penis out of her mouth. She quickly closed her mouth, gulped down the last of the semen, and swallowed it.
Only then did Mom begin to pant heavily, drool dripping from her mouth
. Seeing her like this, I hurriedly said,
"Yan'er, you've worked so hard. You didn't have to push yourself so hard. It breaks my heart to see you like this." "
It's okay, I didn't push myself at all. Are you feeling better now? Hehe—"
After calming her breathing, Mom teased me playfully like a little girl. Looking at Mom like this,
it was impossible to reconcile her usual stern demeanor with her current state. For a moment, I couldn't tell which was the
real Mom.
Seeing the mixture of semen and saliva still clinging to the corner of her mouth, I quickly handed her a tissue and whispered,
"Hurry up and wipe it off."
At this moment, Mom also noticed the semen on her lips and took the tissue with embarrassment.
After wiping it clean, I pointed to Mom's collar. Mom looked down in confusion and discovered her collar was already wet.
"I'm so sorry, Yan'er, I've gotten your clothes dirty."
"It's alright, I'll wash them when we get home."
Hearing my apology, Mom quickly replied. Then she sat down next to me again, and we looked up at
the starry sky, feeling that the sky was so beautiful. Suddenly, I remembered something and shouted out loud. Mom
was startled by my shout and quickly asked if something was wrong.
"It's already past 1 a.m., so late, won't your husband suspect something?"
After hearing that this was the reason for my alarm, Mom's face filled with happiness, because even
now I was still worried about her, afraid that something would happen if she went home late, and I hadn't thought about myself at all. After all,
going home so late, my parents would definitely have something to say, Mom instinctively thought.
"It's okay, I meant I went to the hospital to help out, so it's fine to come home a little late. But you, are you
alright this late?
I hope your parents won't scold you." "It's good that you're alright. You don't need to worry about me, hehe."
I gave my mother an innocent smile, and she was clearly infected by my smile, and smiled back
.
So we started preparing to go back. When we got to the park entrance, we realized that
there were practically no taxis left at this hour. This problem stumped us. Finally, we managed to hail one
. I gestured for Mom to go first, but this time she insisted I go first
. Unable to persuade her otherwise, I got in the car.
"I'll go first then. Be careful on the road, Yan'er."
"Don't worry, I'll be fine. Be careful yourself too."
So I drove home. Through the rearview mirror, I saw Mom still waving at me. To be honest,
I was worried she'd suggest we go together, to my house first and then to hers. If that happened,
I might be in serious trouble. Thinking about it made me shudder. Luckily, Mom had
n't considered that possibility, which saved me a bit.
When I got home, I found Dad was already fast asleep, so I tiptoed into his room. I
think Dad probably never imagined that while he was asleep, his wife was performing oral
sex on someone else.
However, worried about my mother, I didn't go to sleep immediately after getting home. Instead, I listened carefully to
the sounds at the door. After waiting for a long time, I finally heard my mother open the door, which relieved my anxiety
.
My mother immediately went into the bathroom to take a shower, and because she didn't want to disturb the neighbors, she didn't
wash her dirty clothes right away. After hearing my mother go into her room, I secretly slipped into the bathroom and
found my mother's underwear among a pile of dirty clothes.
I could clearly see a dried wet patch in the crotch area. Bringing it close to my nose, a fishy smell
filled my nostrils. Sure enough, my mother had produced quite a bit of vaginal fluid today. After putting the underwear back, I sneaked back
into my room and finally fell asleep peacefully.
The next day, my parents showed no signs of anything unusual, and my mother didn't have the allure she had the night before
. It was as if everything from the previous night had been a dream, and life had returned to normal.
In the days that followed, I began to focus on reviewing my lessons, because getting good grades
would greatly benefit my summer vacation.
So for the rest of the days, I didn't see my mother again. In our phone calls and text messages,
besides showering me with affection and expressing her love, she also encouraged me to study hard and get good grades. Of course, I
assured her I would.
Time flew by, and before I knew it, the exam day arrived.

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