My mother willingly became his kept mistress.

My mother is eight months pregnant, and I wanted to spend some quality time with her during the New Year's holiday.

When I got home in the afternoon, the nanny said my mother was resting in her room.

I took a shower first, then turned on my computer, which I hadn't used in ages. It felt so good! The pressure of senior year in high school was immense; there was absolutely no breathing room. To be able to relax like this was simply unbelievable! But as soon as I logged onto Tianya Forum, a headline on the homepage startled me: "He Liangyong, Director of the H City Transportation Bureau, Embezzled, Accepted Bribes, and Kept a Mistress."

He Liangyong? My heart skipped a beat! With trembling hands, I opened the link. Wow, the truth was revealed in pictures and text. After reading every single word, I was completely stunned.

Then I checked the posting time: the day before yesterday! Yes, the day before yesterday! That means it was...? I copied the title and searched it on Baidu. The media was already reporting on this everywhere.

Now, I collapsed to the floor, drenched in sweat. I had just showered, but now it felt like I hadn't... I was terrified! Mom! Does Mom know? She must know! She couldn't possibly still not know.

What should I do? What should Mom do? What should we do? Without a doubt, I was gripped by extreme panic, an inescapable panic... until the nanny, Aunt Huang, knocked on my door: "Xiao Tian, dinner's ready!" I shakily scrambled to my feet and made a hasty decision.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw my mother, heavily pregnant, emerge from the next room. I rushed to her, helping her towards the dining table.

My mother looked at me with loving eyes: "My dear child, Mommy isn't being coy, you don't need to help me."

I grinned at her, completely forgetting the post I'd just seen: "Mom, but I am being coy, you know that."

She smiled, and the atmosphere instantly became much warmer.

At the dinner table, Mom kept telling me to eat more, piling food onto my plate.

She asked if I was working hard, if I was eating properly, if I was studying late into the night, and told me not to push myself too hard and to take care of myself.

I also kept piling food onto Mom's plate: "Mom, you should eat more! Remember, there are two of you!"

We laughed and joked as we finished our meal and then sat on the sofa to watch TV.

Aunt Huang finished cleaning the kitchen, said goodbye to us, and went home.

She cooked and cleaned at our house during the day, and because it was close by, she stayed at her own home at night.

The screen was filled with all sorts of romantic scenes, but I had no interest in watching them.

Fear struck again! I held my mother's arm around her shoulder; she was engrossed in watching TV, seemingly oblivious to all the uproar online.

"Mom!" "Yes.

" "Mom!" "Yes

." Finally, she moved her head and looked at me: "What's wrong, child?" My outward composure couldn't mask the turmoil within: "I saw the news."

I tried to remain calm, saying lightly. "

Oh… I know.

" My mother's composure was genuine: "I knew you would find out."

"Mom!" I turned to her, cupping her delicate face in my hands, my heart aching so much.

Tears streamed down my cheeks without my noticing.

At the same time, my mother looked at me with heartache, reaching out to gently wipe away my bitter tears with her thumb: "Don't be afraid, child, it's not your fault, just focus on your studies.

" Don't be afraid? Actually, I wasn't worried about myself at all.

The person I cared about most was the root of my fear: "Yes."

I cried, "You have to be okay!" "Yes..." My mother's tone was a little unnatural, perhaps because she wasn't sure if she would be okay either.

So she tried to quickly change the subject, picking up an ultrasound report from the coffee table. The information sheet read: Mother Han Caiyu, Father He Liangyong: "Look, your little brother is so healthy, he's growing so well at eight months."

Looking at the baby curled up in the picture, I felt a mix of joy and worry: "Yes! He's growing so well."

I pressed my ear to my mother's belly: "Hmm... my little brother might be asleep. He can really sleep! He's already eight months old!" "Haha, honey, are you jealous? You were sleeping in Mommy's tummy for ten months, weren't you?"

I lifted my head: "Hehe, I'm not jealous at all! I love him so much! He's my little brother, my little darling, I'll take good care of him.

" But, Mom, how far has things progressed? The more she evaded the question, the more I wanted to understand our situation. It wasn't just a matter of saying "You're okay," it had to be that my dear Mom herself was okay, and hopefully Uncle He could get away unscathed too.

The H City Discipline Inspection Commission issued a notice on its official website: He Liangyong, Director and Party Secretary of the H City Transportation Bureau, is suspected of serious violations of discipline and has been suspended from his duties pending investigation.

Specific details will only be confirmed after the investigation results are released.

But Mom, what about you? What will you do? Don't worry, Mom will be alright.

That night, I couldn't sleep a wink, constantly reflecting on my eighteen long years of life, and on my mother's life since I could remember.

As a mother, she was great! As a woman, she suffered so much! My mother was a college student in the 1990s. Back then, a faint melancholy permeated the university campuses; in one corner, someone would be playing guitar and singing, in another, someone would be playing the flute.

My mother, a sociology major, met my father, a handsome and artistic Chinese literature major, under a large tree.

They fell in love at first sight and dated for three years during college. After graduation, my father became a Chinese language teacher at a high school in the city, and my mother passed the local civil service exam.

With stable jobs and their parents' consent, they got married.

Because they were both from rural areas and their economic situation was poor, my parents lived by renting a place.

It was a drop in the ocean. After my parents started working, they realized that earning money was like pulling silk, while spending it was like water flowing away.

Although they lived a decent life, they still didn't own a house of their own.

Coincidentally, in the second year after they started working, I was successfully conceived by my mother through an accident, which increased their pressure even more.

In addition to his regular teaching, my father also participated in some educational institutions, working part-time on weekends.

My mother, besides working, took care of me and had no other source of income.

Six years later, my father, through his own efforts, earned enough for a down payment on a 150-square-meter apartment near a good school district.

My mother stayed away from the cutthroat competition of officialdom and remained a low-level employee, but she was happy. With a husband and son, she was content.

However, this period of happiness was short-lived. Two years later, my father was diagnosed with late-stage stomach cancer, and there was no hope of recovery.

The family was devastated. My mother spent her days in tears, and my father was heartbroken. He knew that after he was gone, all the burdens would fall on my mother's shoulders—how could he

bear to do that? This agonizing struggle worsened his condition, and a year later, he too passed away, forever leaving behind his beloved wife and children. He had hoped to find a new home for my mother that he considered satisfactory before he left, but he failed. My grandmother, wanting to ease my mother's burden, suggested taking me back to the countryside to continue my primary school education, but my mother vehemently disagreed, insisting that the quality of education was better in the city.

Grandma gave in, and Mom took on the heavy responsibility of raising me and paying off the mortgage.

What does it mean to be broke? What does it mean to fall from grace? In the years after my father passed away, I finally understood.

My classmate Xiaogang's parents often took him to KFC, but my mother never took me.

My classmates had so many new clothes, but my mother barely bought me a few pieces a year.

When my classmate Xiaohong had her birthday, her parents threw her a huge party with a multi-tiered cake.

On my birthday, it was just my mother and me at home, cold and quiet.

She said, "Son, study hard, you must become an excellent child."

I nodded vigorously, bewildered. Although I didn't understand why my life was so bad, I knew that if I always got first place in my class, my mother would be overjoyed.

She was beautiful, 1.65 meters tall, with fair skin, a round face, and long, flowing hair. Even though her work had become very demanding, the years hadn't left many marks on her.

I loved her, my mother, and I loved seeing her happy.

After graduating from elementary school, I successfully entered the best junior high school in our city. My father had taught in the junior high section of the school, and it was around this time that our family's financial situation began to improve. My mother even became more generous! I ate and drank well… They say children from poor families mature early, and I certainly matured much faster than other kids. Although I was young, I knew how to consider others, how to be rational, how to be grateful, how to understand, and how to be tolerant.

However, I didn't know that my mother and I were entering into a life-or-death struggle.

I first met Uncle He when I was in my third year of junior high school. It was a Friday, and my mother told me that a guest I would call Uncle He would be coming over after work. I instantly understood the meaning of this gesture; it was too obvious.

That evening after school, I watched "Wind and Cloud" at home, which was definitely the best TV series I watched in junior high.

A moment later, I heard the door open. In the entryway, I saw my mother carrying groceries, wearing a white shirt, a black knee-length business skirt, flesh-colored stockings, and black high heels. I noticed the white business shirt looked small on her because her large, prominent breasts almost burst out of it.

This was the first time I saw my mother as a woman, and it directly stimulated my testosterone.

Sure enough, behind her was an uncle.

Of course, his hands weren't empty either; he was carrying two bags, one containing a pair of Nike sneakers, and the other containing a Nike tracksuit—both gifts for me.

The moment Uncle He entered the house, he exuded the air of a master of the house.

In his forties, he remained handsome and dashing, his suit and shirt radiating mature masculine charm. He greeted me warmly as "Xiao Tian" and presented me with the gift.

Taking it, a thousand alpacas galloped through my mind! I was overjoyed; this was the outfit and shoes I'd always wanted! It cost over a thousand yuan!

I made no attempt to hide my elation, instantly disappearing from the living room to run back to my room to change! Putting it on, I looked in the mirror—oh my god! Was this really me? Absolutely stunningly handsome! Hahaha… I happily ran out again, wanting to ask my mom and Uncle He what they thought, eager to hear their praise.

To my surprise, the living room was empty.

Then, I heard voices coming from the kitchen. I quietly approached, intending to surprise them, but what I saw was...

My mother was washing vegetables, and Uncle He was pressed tightly against her back, his hands cupping her breasts from behind, grasping them tightly and gently kneading them. I stared, dumbfounded. My

mother blushed and said in a reproachful tone, "Don't do this, what if Xiaotian sees?"

But she didn't resist at all! A pang of sadness struck me. Was I going to lose my mother? I didn't know.

But I had no right to stop my mother from pursuing her own happiness. I understood her hardships, and I didn't blame her.

But why do I still feel so uncomfortable?! So uncomfortable! Mom turned her head, and I dodged, but she didn't notice me.

Uncle He's hand began to move to Mom's genitals. Through her knee-length skirt, his hand slipped inside. God knows, my mom's panties were soaked.

He knelt down, pulled her panties aside, and used his index and ring fingers to spread her labia, slowly inserting his fingers into her vagina, his middle finger moving back and forth. Her juices flowed more and more.

I deliberately made footsteps, trying to stop what was happening.

When I walked openly into the kitchen, they were indeed behaving themselves, just as I had hoped, the previous lewd scene gone.

Mom, I'm hungry! "Son, be good. Your Uncle He and I will have dinner ready in a bit. Go watch TV first.

" Mom's face was flushed red with disbelief.

"Oh my! Xiao Tian, this outfit suits you so well. Next time, Uncle He will take you shopping for clothes." "

Our child is so handsome!" "Men really understand men. This is exactly the effect I wanted."

In an instant, my liking for Uncle He increased considerably.

"Okay! Thank you, Uncle He.

I'm going to my room to play on the computer now. Mom, come and call me when dinner is ready."

"Okay, go play!" As soon as I stepped out the door, I heard Mom say, "This child, once he starts playing on the computer, he never stops. He won't come out unless you call him." Uncle He

grinned mischievously, "Isn't that perfect for us!" At that moment, he quickly unbuckled his belt, pulled his pants down to his ankles, and his penis stood erect.

Mom was terrified; she thought it was just a joke, but it turned out to be real. "I, I, I... I'd better cook first!" "Cook what?" "Make love..." Uncle He whispered in Mom's ear, pulling up her skirt.

Mom unconsciously spread her legs, and Uncle He thrust into her vagina in one swift motion.

"The door!" Never mind... Mom stood on one leg, tightly embracing Uncle He's neck, leaning her entire body against him. They started having sex right there in the kitchen.

They tried to control their noises, and in this irresistible state, the climax came especially quickly.

Afraid I would hear, Mom's tight, excited pussy began to thrust against Uncle He's penis, her vaginal walls contracting in waves, and waves of vaginal fluid gushing out.

Uncle He's thrusting frequency increased, and Mom seemed to sense that he was about to ejaculate. "

Husband, don't ejaculate inside!" Mom's fertile period today, and the kitchen, not exactly the best place for sex, without a condom or other safety measures.

Uncle He gently put Mom down, pressed her head down to his crotch, and inserted his penis into her mouth, ejaculating like urine inside.

Perhaps there was too much semen, because Mom's small mouth couldn't hold it all, and it spilled out from the corners of her mouth.

"Ah Cai, you were supposed to treat me to dinner today, but I ended up treating you first."

Uncle He was being hypocritical, getting the better end of the deal.

Mom spat out Uncle He's large penis, indignantly: "You still say that? The food isn't even cooked yet!" With a clatter, Uncle He started cooking himself, and Mom actually helped out.

Soon, the fragrant food was ready! I put down my headphones and went to the dining table. Good heavens, there was fish and meat, and all my favorite dishes.

What to do? This was clearly the adulterous couple trying to please me! Although I felt terrible, I knew better than to be passive, and I vaguely guessed the reason for the changes in our family's financial situation over the past two years.

My mom has been spending all her money on me; she feels she owes me something in the past, and she wants to make it up to me. "

Uncle He, you must come often! I could never have such a lavish dinner at home, thanks to you!" I said against my will.

"Does your mom mistreat you at home, not feeding you?" Uncle He looked at my mom with a righteous expression.

My mom looked at me with a wronged expression, and I explained, "Since you came, the food has become even more plentiful, hahaha..." I don't know why, but even though I was feeling quite unwell just now, as we talked, I felt a bit more alive in the house. Was it complete? After dinner, my mom saw Uncle He off and came back to sit with me.

"Son, do you hate your mother?" Mom blurted out a question out of the blue, but I could clearly hear the meaning behind it.

"No way!" I answered sincerely. "As long as Mom is happy, I don't care.

You've already suffered so much; I don't want you to bear the pressures of life alone.

When Dad was here, Mom, you were so simple and happy!" "Really?" Mom asked, full of expectation for a firm answer.

How could I let her down? "It's true. I think Uncle He is really good, and he's especially good to me."

Actually, I know in my heart, what's the use of my opposition? Doesn't the kitchen perfectly illustrate this? Rather than watching Mom be unhappy, it's better to let that man bring her warmth.

At least, she's happy! My mother said, "You've grown up and become more sensible. I want to tell you a story."

I said, "Okay!" I only heard stories from my mother when I was little, and from my grandmother when she took care of me. Since then, I haven't heard any stories.

After your father left, I was under a lot of pressure! The first year, besides my job, I did odd jobs to barely support the family. I

had no choice but to bring your grandmother to live with us. Many colleagues advised me to remarry; they said that being young and beautiful with a child wouldn't be a big problem.

But when I thought of you, I ruthlessly suppressed that thought. How could I give my child another father? However, hardship can change a person's attitude! I used to hate cutthroat competition, but the year after your father passed away, I found myself in this silent war.

Aunt Wu, your mother's best friend, pointed me in the right direction: perform well and curry favor with a promising leader.

For power, for material things, and most importantly, for you, I embarked on a path of no return.

I dressed every day with a distinctly feminine air, suddenly becoming very proactive at work, actively participating in all tasks and helping my colleagues.

A few months later, my supervisor praised my progress and took me to participate in a project in the High-Tech Economic Development Zone.

There, I met the director of the High-Tech Economic Development Zone for the first time—He Liangyong! I was attracted to his handsome appearance and extraordinary temperament, and felt a certain attraction to him.

Of course, at that time, I wasn't clear about what kind of man I wanted to cling to.

But I'm certain that I'll never forget the look in He Liangyong's eyes when he first looked at me; the burning flame in his eyes was clearly a desire to devour me.

During my work interactions with him, I found him to be decisive, efficient, and incredibly ambitious, with a limitless future.

I was deeply drawn to him, as if he were destined to be the support I had been searching for.

I silently watched him, and he silently watched me in return. That deep-seated tenderness between us made our day feel secure whenever we saw each other.

Several months flew by. After the project ended, my world turned gray. Aside from my son, who offered me some solace, everything else felt utterly meaningless.

After three months of agonizing longing, I received a personnel transfer notice from my supervisor: the Director's Secretary of the High-Tech Economic Development Zone! Heaven knows how much I desired this position; tears streamed down my face.

On my first day, I dressed up carefully.

A tight-fitting black suit; the short, fitted blazer perfectly accentuated my full curves, revealing a glimpse of a white, low-cut shirt.

The crisp, close-fitting trousers highlighted my alluring legs, and the click-clack of my black high heels expressed the unbridled freedom within me.

Filled with a complex mix of curiosity, excitement, and anticipation, I went straight to He Liangyong's office. It

was here that our first time happened.

My mother didn't go into the specific details, but I had already seen the union of this couple consumed by longing in her diary.

My mother had kept a diary since university; I had found it by chance while looking through the household registration book in her room last semester.

It read something like this:

The door was open, and he was looking at a document. I gently knocked.

He saw me, and my heart pounded.

He walked over to me, roughly pulled me into the office, and slammed the heavy door shut behind him.

I stood there nervously, and he stared at me, stunned.

Three months had passed, and I was filled with an intense longing. Hesitantly, I said, "Director He, thank you for transferring me here. I'm here to report for duty!" He couldn't contain his excitement; he felt a hardening in his lower body, a burning sensation in his throat, and the floodgates of desire suddenly opened. His mind went blank. "

I've been thinking about you! Do you know that?" He breathed heavily, passionately embracing me, one hand reaching under my shirt, eagerly seizing my full breasts. "

I've missed you too, Director! Three months without a word, I thought you'd forgotten me!" My eyes welled with tears, and in that instant, I completely abandoned any semblance of womanly restraint.

I had utterly betrayed my deceased husband, both spiritually and physically.

Beneath the lace-trimmed bra, he took my breast into his mouth and began to suckle it desperately: "I haven't forgotten you! I've gone to so much trouble for you! From now on, stay with me! Be my woman!" "Hearing this, my heart, which had been burdened with grievances for years, was instantly released. I decided to let him have his way and never leave him: Yes, I am your woman! He finally couldn't restrain himself any longer, pushed me down onto the sofa, and pulled down my pants along with my snow-white underwear, pulling them down to my knees.

In a flash, he pulled down his own pants and pressed himself against me.

I closed my eyes and looked up to accept the man.

After so many days and nights of longing, I was finally going to give my body to the man of my heart.

I kicked off my high heels and pulled down my pants, leaving only my stockings.

My legs naturally parted, welcoming my lover.

When he inserted his thick, large penis..." The moment he touched my lower body, a few tears involuntarily streamed down my face, I didn't know if it was from pleasure or pain.

He quickly kissed my face, licking away my tears: Don't cry, I'll cherish you and treat you well from now on! He was really going crazy, his heavy breathing enveloped me.

Ah—it hurts so much! I hadn't made love in so long, it felt like the first time.

His lower body remained inside my vagina, demanding more and more.

Waves of intense and tingling pleasure flowed deep within my wetness, slowly drawing me into a vortex of desire and excitement.

For the first time, he used his inexhaustible stamina to thoroughly cleanse my beautiful body.

From then on, I was completely hooked! After my first encounter with your Uncle He, I became utterly infatuated with him. He's now my man. Do you mind? Do I mind? How could I not mind? My heart now has another man; how could I not mind?

Mom, as long as you're happy! I'll always stand with you.

After being with your Uncle He, he's provided me with tremendous material support.

Haven't you noticed our improved financial situation? He's very good to me, very caring, but I don't want to hide my own affairs from my beloved son.

Today, I invited your Uncle He to dinner because he's being transferred to the Transportation Bureau as its director. With his help, I've also been transferred to another department as an office manager.

"Will you marry him, Mom?"

I asked naively.

"No!" Mom said firmly. "

Why? You're already like this!" "Why?" I was surprised. "

Because he's still a married man, he can't abandon his family."

Mom said helplessly. "

Mom!" I felt so sorry for her: "You're willing to..." I couldn't bring myself to say the rest, but I knew Mom would understand. "

Yes! This outcome is actually quite good; I'm his only woman now."

"Mom!" I hugged her and cried.

What is it that forces a woman to willingly become someone else's mistress? After finishing the high school entrance exam, I stayed home, waiting for my results! That's when I realized that Uncle He was staying at our house every few days; it turned out this was his regular place of residence.

One morning, before leaving home, I told my mom I wouldn't be coming home that day, that I'd stay at my best friend's house for the night and come back the next day.

But in the end, I couldn't resist wanting to go home; there wasn't much to do, so I took the bus home in the afternoon.

As soon as I opened the front door, I heard extremely lewd moans coming from the living room. It turned out the TV was playing porn.

On the sofa, a man and a woman, naked, were in a 69 position.

My mom was straddling Uncle He on either side, her buttocks pressed against his head, her head bowed, sucking on his large glans with relish, and gently caressing the base of his penis.

Uncle He parted my mother's vulva with his tongue and probed into her slit, frantically stirring and sucking.

When they saw me appear before them, they quickly stopped: "Xiao Tian, stop watching, go inside!" My face flushed red, I didn't go inside, but went out instead, teasingly leaving behind the words: "Mom, Uncle He, you two continue!" Provoked by my words, they became even more excited.

Uncle He gazed lovingly at his lover, got up, helped my mother up, placed her on the sofa, parted her long, slender legs, rubbed his erect penis against her vulva a few times, and then thrust his hips forward, penetrating deep into my mother's slit.

Despite countless sexual encounters over the years, Mom's tender vagina remained as tight and fresh as a young girl's.

Once Uncle He felt that Mom had secreted enough lubrication to lubricate her vaginal opening and guide his large penis, he began a frenzied fucking.

"Husband… ah… I can't take it anymore… it's happened so many times…" Mom cried out, unwilling to give up! Uncle He spread Mom's long, slender legs into an M-shape, thrusting vigorously while saying, "Almost done… humph… you're lying… you big liar! You said that half an hour ago!" Uncle He completely ignored Mom's commands, thrusting forcefully and reluctantly.

At their point of contact, vaginal fluid flowed from her vaginal opening, down her labia, and down her buttocks.

Exhausted, Uncle He lingered before withdrawing from Mom's vagina. Suddenly, Mom seemed to regain her energy, sitting on the carpet in front of the sofa.

She grasped Uncle He's large penis with both hands, licking the glans a few times before taking it into her mouth and sucking and stroking it.

Mom sucked deeply on the glans, her delicate tongue teasing the ridges beneath it. Uncle He felt another surge of pleasure, and he involuntarily thrust his hips, his large penis pumping rapidly in and out of her mouth.

No one could suppress the burning desire any longer.

Uncle He abruptly pulled his penis from Mom's mouth, lifted her to the front of the sofa, placed her hands on the ground, pressed her upper body down, and raised her round buttocks, kneeling on the carpet in front of the sofa.

Uncle He no longer cared about admiring her snow-white, plump buttocks; he quickly parted them and thrust his large penis into Mom's wet, tender vulva.

The sudden, thunderous force penetrated her uterus, and Mom's body arched forward with a deep, muffled moan. The violent thrusting caused her labia to open and close rhythmically.

Her juices gushed out, dripping onto the carpet.

After several tens of minutes of intense lovemaking, Uncle He and Mom both reached orgasm! A gush of scalding semen spurted out and shot into Mom's uterus.

After resting for a few minutes, Uncle He gently carried Mom to the bathroom to wash her sweat-soaked body.

I calculated the time; it was almost time for me to go home.

Three hours had passed; even the most virile man couldn't last that long.

This time, a Korean drama was playing on TV as usual. Uncle He and Mom were snuggled together; perhaps they were waiting for me! "Xiao Tian! Have you eaten?" Uncle He spoke first. "

I've eaten.

" Uncle He looked ashamed: "I'm sorry you saw it today. Your mother said you wouldn't be coming back today, so we... I hope it won't affect you." "

It's okay!" Uncle He, in my heart you and Mom are husband and wife. Why would I mind if you did things that husband and wife do?

Look how shy your mom is, still lying in my arms! Humph! Mom lightly slapped Uncle He, how could she really hit him? She was shyly angry: It's all your fault… After saying that, Uncle He got up and carried Mom back to the room: Xiao Tian, go to bed early after you wash up! After they left, I sat where they had just been sitting. Although they had cleaned the living room, even changing the sofa covers and carpets, and spraying a lot of air freshener, it still couldn't hide the lewd smell.

When the results came out, I was stunned! I was actually first in the whole city!

Mom was so happy! Uncle He and I discussed rewarding me properly.

One weekend, Uncle He drove my mother and me to the neighboring city of S in his Toyota Prado. Surprisingly, Uncle He owns a seaside villa there with a private beach.

Stepping inside, the decor was incredibly luxurious.

I curiously looked around; one room was filled with all sorts of lingerie, and the table was covered with various types of condoms—different flavors! I exclaimed in amazement: Uncle He could be keeping a mistress like a golden cage, ready to sleep with my mother, this official's mistress, at any time.

From this meticulously furnished love nest, one could see their boundless romance and bliss! Mom said, "Let's relax here all day, enjoy the sea breeze, watch the tides rise and fall, and tomorrow we'll go shopping in the city. I can buy whatever I like!" So handsome... We lay on the beach chairs, leisurely enjoying the sun.

Mom and Uncle He were very happy: "Our little Tian has good grades and is handsome too, he has no regrets in this life..." This feeling is like Uncle He is my dad! Mom is very gratified to have a child like me who doesn't cause her any worry.

In the evening, Mom cooked a delicious dinner with the groceries we brought.

Mwah... After a walk, I lay in the seawater, while Mom and Uncle He went inside first.

Then, beautiful music filled the hall.

Uncle He and Mom started dancing! When I walked into the house, they were swaying their bodies and kissing passionately.

It was Mom who took the initiative, pressing her cherry lips to Uncle He's large mouth, her smooth, fragrant tongue prying open his teeth to explore his oral cavity.

Uncle He returned the kiss, kissing her small, cherry-like lips back, greedily devouring Mom's sweet saliva, their tongues locked in a fierce entanglement in each other's mouths.

Ah, they're always like this! Always filled with desire and passion for each other's bodies.

Seeing me return, they stopped abruptly; adults must act like adults! Mom and Uncle He cared a lot about this.

That day, we took many photos together at the beach, the printer humming as it printed our pictures.

My mom and Uncle He were a perfect match, radiating happiness. I felt like an intruder, a bit out of place… Mom laminated the newly printed photos, let them cool, and then carefully placed them one by one into the albums. Wow! There were so many albums! I randomly opened one, and Mom quickly snatched it from my hands.

It turned out I had gotten hold of their private albums! She picked out a few that I could read and gave them to me.

My mom and Uncle He frequently used public funds for travel and repeatedly dined and drank with contractors on public funds.

One photo shows Uncle He embracing Mom from behind in a scenic area; they look so happy, their smiles so sweet. Another shows Uncle He kissing Mom on a soft bed in a tourist area; the boundless scenery is all contained in this gentle, winding path. A photo of them drinking toasts together at a high-end club seems to say: "Life is like this, what more could one ask for!" The next day, we went on a shopping spree. I bought two iPads, one for listening to music and one for watching movies.

Mom took me to the mall and bought tons of new clothes and pants—only the expensive, designer brands.

Uncle He followed behind us, swiping his card with a bang, he was so happy.

By high school, I was used to having Uncle He around.

He often took my mother and me shopping in S city.

Staying local would easily expose our relationship, and he was afraid of being discovered by acquaintances.

It was then that I realized our family needed more than just a support system; we needed a man who could bring us happiness! Uncle He was the obvious choice.

My grades remained excellent throughout high school, consistently ranking first in my grade! This was due to my hard work and my gratitude for my current life.

Uncle He often said to me, "Xiao Tian, why don't we really become a family? When you grow up, you can marry my daughter."

I smiled without saying a word; how could I possibly accept that! At the end of the second semester of high school, my mother became the section chief of their department.

The whole family was overjoyed, and we had another wonderful meal.

At the dinner table, Uncle He and Mom solemnly asked me, "Xiaotian, if Mom and Uncle He want to have a child, would you mind?" Hearing this, I felt like I'd been struck by lightning.

They didn't want me anymore, they didn't like me anymore, they wanted their own child! I…I…I…before I could even process what was happening, Uncle He said, "Xiaotian, I know this might be a big blow to you, but I truly love your mother very much, and I desperately want to have a child with her."

Mom continued, "Child, I love you too!" Honestly, Mom loves me very much, and Uncle He treats me even better than his own son. What reason do I have to stop them from doing what they want?

Without them, I wouldn't be who I am today! I nodded. I will love my younger brother or sister too.

This wasn't a compromise, but a heartfelt expression of respect for my mother and Uncle He! The next day, I found our trash bags overflowing with condoms and birth control pills.

My God! How much they sacrificed for me! Okay! I'll happily study and welcome our new family member, the only link between Uncle He and Mom. Before

, when I occasionally came home, if Mom was home, she would wear a bikini, to make it easier for Uncle He.

Although they tried to avoid me, after I caught them doing it several times, they weren't as embarrassed as before! Now, Mom dresses conservatively; they are both actively exercising, paying attention to their diet, and trying hard to conceive.

The promised day arrived as promised, and all their beautiful dreams came true.

Uncle He excitedly rushed to our house, and when he opened the door, he was stunned by Mom's beauty! She wore a pure white, low-cut wedding dress, her smooth shoulders and a small, deep cleavage revealing her pure, noble, and breathtakingly beautiful appearance.

Seeing Uncle He's surprised look, Mom said happily: "Although we've never been married or registered, I've always known in my heart that you are my husband, my forever husband!" Today, we will create our own love child. I want to marry you, to tell you in this way that I love you, through thick and thin, my love will never waver! Uncle He was moved by his mother's confession, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Before meeting his mother, he had countless lovers, but after meeting her, he only had eyes for her.

He never expected his mother to be so devoted! He quickly ran over and pressed his lips to his mother's soft lips, letting his tongue roam wildly inside, sweeping back and forth.

It was sweetness! It was passion! It was a promise! It was unchanging love... Ah Cai, my beloved wife, let's go inside! Mom, arm in arm with Uncle He, walked as if on a red carpet, her heart filled with warmth.

Uncle He stood before her, his arms around her shoulders. Mom softly nestled her face against his chest and whispered, "Honey, I want to have your child. He'll be just as smart, sensible, and adorable as Xiao Tian." "

Yes, he will.

I've always believed that!" "Wife, I love you.

Although our love is secret, you are the sun in my heart, illuminating my entire world! Without you, the world is dull; with you, my life has meaning."

With that, he kissed Mom's lips.

Mom responded passionately, her soft tongue swirling fervently in his mouth.

Uncle He hadn't touched Mom's body in a long time, and soon he couldn't restrain himself any longer. He embraced Mom

's bare shoulders and gently pushed her down onto the bed. Mom's beautiful face was flushed, and her lovely eyes were filled with desire. She skillfully unbuttoned Uncle He's white shirt, and in a passionate kiss and entanglement, she stripped him naked... Uncle He's hand reached towards Mom's chest, slowly pulling down the top of her wedding dress. A pair of fair and full breasts immediately broke free of their restraints and proudly sprang out.

Uncle He was deeply moved, playing with the breasts of the woman who would soon nurture his child. The mother's sensitive nipples instantly hardened.

He contentedly took one into his mouth, sucking on the unique source of maternal instinct. He freed one hand to lift the hem of her wedding dress to her waist, and with another finger, he hooked the edge of her panties, slowly pulling them down.

The mother's vulva was wet, anticipating Uncle He's large penis. "

Come on! Husband, I want to have your child."

The mother beneath the wedding dress was pure and elegant. Uncle He was not driven by lust, but by burgeoning passion. He knelt between the mother's legs, his hot penis pressing against her tender vulva.

His large penis slowly slid into Mom's flower path. With a forceful thrust, Uncle He's entire shaft was fully inserted into Mom's vagina, reaching its deepest point.

Mom let out a soft moan—a moan of satisfaction, longing, a dream, and reality! Uncle He leaned down on Mom, slowly kissing her cheeks, neck, and earlobes.

Her tight vagina gripped Uncle He's large penis tightly, and the familiar pleasure slowly took over their bodies and minds.

Finally, I've waited for you, finally met you, finally we're together! As Uncle He's thrusting rhythm quickened, Mom's breathing became rapid, and she began to respond to his movements, her love juice flowing out along Uncle He's penis.

He straightened his upper body, increasing the amplitude of his movements, withdrawing from the entrance of her vagina with each thrust, and then inserting deeply until he reached the tender core of Mom's flower. Under such an onslaught, Mom could not hold back, her hands tightly gripping the sheets.

Her mouth involuntarily emitted blissful, wanton sounds… Uncle He thrust faster and faster, soon drenched in sweat. Mom savored every moment of conception, her hands tightly gripping Uncle He's arms supporting her waist. The sounds of rushing water and impact filled the bedroom once more.

Mom reached climax in the intense lovemaking, a surge of warm fluid rushing towards Uncle He's large glans. Uncle He, slightly careless, shuddered, and thick semen gushed out, gushing deep into Mom's uterus.

Uncle He didn't withdraw his penis. Instead, he lowered his head and kissed Mom's lips. Mom hugged him softly, still feeling the afterglow of her orgasm.

As they recovered, Mom gently closed her eyes.

Uncle He was noticeably gentler than before, and once again, he gently thrust his penis into Mom's tender vagina.

The warmth in the room could melt any iceberg on Earth.

During the fertile period, Uncle He and Mom made love regularly, once a day.

Their efforts paid off. A little over a month later, Mom started vomiting. I immediately called Uncle He, who rushed home. Instead of buying a pregnancy test, he took Mom straight to the hospital! After the doctor's confirmation, we were overjoyed.

Regardless of whether they would be discovered, Uncle He personally took Mom to the hospital for checkups every month without fail—this was a man's responsibility.

Pulling myself out of the memories, the past seemed to flash by like a white horse galloping past a crack in the wall; I realized I had cried all night.

My pillowcase was soaked, just like my heart! At breakfast, I helped my heavily pregnant mother to the table. No matter what, I had to protect her and Uncle He's child.

After Aunt Huang went to buy groceries, I asked Mom: "Do you regret it?" Mom's answer moved me deeply; I couldn't believe such true love still existed in the world: no regrets! The ending was predictable: the mother didn't embezzle or accept bribes, proactively admitted her wrongdoing, and handed over the funds Uncle He had entrusted to her. She was expelled from both the Party and her job! Uncle He awaited his trial.

The mother was heartbroken, but for the sake of her unborn child, she had to be strong.

A few days before her due date, the mother accidentally found her diary entries from when she was first pregnant, filled with joy and now despair. The last page read: "Thank you for being Daddy and Mommy's child. We love you!" And tucked into that last page was a small note: "Red dress."

Mom found the dress; inside was a card, a letter, and a property deed.

The letter read: "My beloved wife, Cai: By the time you read this letter, I may have already left you, but please believe me, wherever I am, I will always cherish you.

This is the last sum of money I've prepared for you; there are no problems with it. And this property, there are no problems with it either.

I only wish you a peaceful life, and I only wish you and the children a happy life! The years I've spent with you have been the happiest years of my life. With you by my side, I have no regrets in this life.

Even without me, you must be happy. I love seeing your radiant smile… I love you! He Liangyong, [Date]" These simple words lingered in Mom's thoughts.

She stood on the balcony, gazing into the distance, touching her swollen belly, and suddenly had an epiphany about life…

My mother was eight months pregnant, and I wanted to spend the New Year's holiday with her.

When I got home in the afternoon, the nanny said my mother was resting in her room.

I took a shower first, then turned on my computer, which I hadn't used in a long time. It felt so good! The pressure of senior year in high school was immense; there was absolutely no room to breathe. To be able to relax like this was simply unbelievable! I logged onto Tianya Forum, and a headline on the homepage startled me: "He Liangyong, Director of the H City Transportation Bureau, Embezzled, Accepted Bribes, and Kept a Mistress."

He Liangyong? My heart skipped a beat! With trembling hands, I opened the link. Wow, the truth was revealed in pictures and text. After reading every single word, I was completely stunned.

Then I checked the posting time: the day before yesterday! Yes, the day before yesterday! That means it was...? I copied the title and searched it on Baidu. The media was already reporting on this everywhere.

Now, I collapsed to the floor, drenched in sweat. I had just showered, but now it felt like I hadn't... I was terrified! Mom! Does Mom know? She must know! She couldn't possibly still not know.

What should I do? What should Mom do? What should we do? Without a doubt, I was gripped by extreme panic, an inescapable panic... until the nanny, Aunt Huang, knocked on my door: "Xiao Tian, dinner's ready!" I shakily scrambled to my feet and made a hasty decision.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw my mother, heavily pregnant, emerge from the next room. I rushed to her, helping her towards the dining table.

My mother looked at me with loving eyes: "My dear child, Mommy isn't being coy, you don't need to help me."

I grinned at her, completely forgetting the post I'd just seen: "Mom, but I am being coy, you know that."

She smiled, and the atmosphere instantly became much warmer.

At the dinner table, Mom kept telling me to eat more, piling food onto my plate.

She asked if I was working hard, if I was eating properly, if I was studying late into the night, and told me not to push myself too hard and to take care of myself.

I also kept piling food onto Mom's plate: "Mom, you should eat more! Remember, there are two of you!"

We laughed and joked as we finished our meal and then sat on the sofa to watch TV.

Aunt Huang finished cleaning the kitchen, said goodbye to us, and went home.

She cooked and cleaned at our house during the day, and because it was close by, she stayed at her own home at night.

The screen was filled with all sorts of romantic scenes, but I had no interest in watching them.

Fear struck again! I held my mother's arm around her shoulder; she was engrossed in watching TV, seemingly oblivious to all the uproar online.

"Mom!" "Yes.

" "Mom!" "Yes

." Finally, she moved her head and looked at me: "What's wrong, child?" My outward composure couldn't mask the turmoil within: "I saw the news."

I tried to remain calm, saying lightly. "

Oh… I know.

" My mother's composure was genuine: "I knew you would find out."

"Mom!" I turned to her, cupping her delicate face in my hands, my heart aching so much.

Tears streamed down my cheeks without my noticing.

At the same time, my mother looked at me with heartache, reaching out to gently wipe away my bitter tears with her thumb: "Don't be afraid, child, it's not your fault, just focus on your studies.

" Don't be afraid? Actually, I wasn't worried about myself at all.

The person I cared about most was the root of my fear: "Yes."

I cried, "You have to be okay!" "Yes..." My mother's tone was a little unnatural; perhaps she wasn't sure if she could be okay herself.

So she wanted to quickly change the subject, so she picked up an ultrasound report from the coffee table. The information panel read: "Mom Han Caiyu, Dad He Liangyong: Look, your little brother is so healthy! He's growing so well at eight months ."

Looking at the curled-up baby in the image, she was both happy and worried: "Yes! He's growing so well."

As she spoke, she pressed her ear to her mother's belly: "Hmm…the little brother might be asleep. He can really sleep! He's already eight months old!" "Haha, child, are you jealous? Didn't you sleep in Mom's belly for ten months?"

She lifted her head: "Hehe, I'm not jealous at all! I love him so much! He's my little brother, my little baby! I'll take good care of him."

But, Mom, how far has things progressed? The more she dodged the question, the more I wanted to understand our situation. It wasn't enough to just say "you're okay"; it had to be that my dear mother was okay, and ideally, Uncle He would get away unscathed too.

The H City Discipline Inspection Commission issued a notice on its official website: He Liangyong, Director and Party Secretary of the H City Transportation Bureau, is suspected of serious disciplinary violations and has been suspended from his duties pending investigation.

Specific details will only be confirmed after the investigation results are released.

But, Mom, what about you? What will you do? Don't worry, Mom will be okay.

That night, I couldn't sleep a wink, constantly reflecting on my eighteen long years of life, and on my mother's life since I could remember.

As a mother, she is great! As a woman, she suffered so much! My mother was a college student in the 1990s. A faint melancholy permeated the university campuses back then; in one corner, someone would be playing guitar and singing, in another, someone would be playing the flute.

My mother, a sociology major, met my father, a handsome and artistic Chinese literature major, under a large tree.

They fell in love at first sight and dated for three years during college. After graduation, my father became a Chinese language teacher at a high school in the city, and my mother passed the local civil service exam.

With stable jobs and their parents' consent, they got married.

Because they were both from rural areas and their economic situation was poor, my parents lived by renting a place.

It was a drop in the ocean. After my parents started working, they realized that earning money was like pulling silk, while spending it was like water flowing away.

Although they lived a decent life, they still didn't own a house of their own.

Coincidentally, in the second year after they started working, I was successfully conceived by my mother through an accident, which increased their pressure even more.

In addition to his regular teaching, my father also participated in some educational institutions, working part-time on weekends.

My mother, besides working, took care of me and had no other source of income.

Six years later, my father, through his own efforts, earned enough for a down payment on a 150-square-meter apartment near a good school district.

My mother stayed away from the cutthroat competition of officialdom and remained a low-level employee, but she was happy. With a husband and son, she was content.

However, this period of happiness was short-lived. Two years later, my father was diagnosed with late-stage stomach cancer, and there was no hope of recovery.

The family was devastated. My mother spent her days in tears, and my father was heartbroken. He knew that after he was gone, all the burdens would fall on my mother's shoulders—how could he

bear to do that? This agonizing struggle worsened his condition, and a year later, he too passed away, forever leaving behind his beloved wife and children. He had hoped to find a new home for my mother that he considered satisfactory before he left, but he failed. My grandmother, wanting to ease my mother's burden, suggested taking me back to the countryside to continue my primary school education, but my mother vehemently disagreed, insisting that the quality of education was better in the city.

Grandma gave in, and Mom took on the heavy burden of raising me and paying the mortgage.

What does it mean to be broke? What does it mean to fall from grace? In the years after Dad passed away, I finally understood.

My classmate Xiaogang's parents often took him to KFC, but my mom never took me.

My classmates had so many new clothes, but my mom barely bought me a few pieces a year.

When my classmate Xiaohong had her birthday, her parents threw her a huge party with a multi-tiered cake.

On my birthday, it was just Mom and me at home, cold and quiet.

She said, "Son, study hard, you must become an excellent child."

I nodded vigorously, bewildered. Although I didn't understand why my life was so bad, I knew that if I always got first place in my class, my mother would be overjoyed.

She was beautiful, 1.65 meters tall, with fair skin, a round face, and long, flowing hair. Even though her work had become very demanding, the years hadn't left many marks on her.

I loved her, my mother, and I loved seeing her happy.

After graduating from elementary school, I successfully entered the best junior high school in our city. My father had taught in the junior high section of the school, and it was around this time that our family's financial situation began to improve. My mother even became more generous! I ate and drank well… They say children from poor families mature early, and I certainly matured much faster than other kids. Although I was young, I knew how to consider others, how to be rational, how to be grateful, how to understand, and how to be tolerant.

However, I didn't know that my mother and I were entering into a life-or-death struggle.

I first met Uncle He when I was in my third year of junior high school. It was a Friday, and my mother told me that a guest I would call Uncle He would be coming over after work. I instantly understood the meaning of this gesture; it was too obvious.

That evening after school, I watched "Wind and Cloud" at home, which was definitely the best TV series I watched in junior high.

A moment later, I heard the door open. In the entryway, I saw my mother carrying groceries, wearing a white shirt, a black knee-length business skirt, flesh-colored stockings, and black high heels. I noticed the white business shirt looked small on her because her large, prominent breasts almost burst out of it.

This was the first time I saw my mother as a woman, and it directly stimulated my testosterone.

Sure enough, behind her was an uncle.

Of course, his hands weren't empty either; he was carrying two bags, one containing a pair of Nike sneakers, and the other containing a Nike tracksuit—both gifts for me.

The moment Uncle He entered the house, he exuded the air of a master of the house.

In his forties, he remained handsome and dashing, his suit and shirt radiating mature masculine charm. He greeted me warmly as "Xiao Tian" and presented me with the gift.

Taking it, a thousand alpacas galloped through my mind! I was overjoyed; this was the outfit and shoes I'd always wanted! It cost over a thousand yuan!

I made no attempt to hide my elation, instantly disappearing from the living room to run back to my room to change! Putting it on, I looked in the mirror—oh my god! Was this really me? Absolutely stunningly handsome! Hahaha… I happily ran out again, wanting to ask my mom and Uncle He what they thought, eager to hear their praise.

But the living room was empty.

Then, I heard voices coming from the kitchen. I quietly approached, intending to surprise them, but what I saw was...

My mother was washing vegetables, and Uncle He was pressed tightly against her back, his hands cupping her breasts from behind, grasping them tightly and gently kneading them. I stared, dumbfounded. My

mother blushed and said in a reproachful tone, "Don't do this, what if Xiaotian sees?"

But she didn't resist at all! A pang of sadness gripped my heart. Was I going to lose my mother? I didn't know.

But I had no right to stop my mother from pursuing her own happiness. I understand her hardships, and I don't blame her.

But why do I still feel so bad?! So bad! My mother turned her head, and I dodged, so she didn't notice me.

Uncle He's hand began to move to my mother's lower body. Through my mother's knee-length skirt, his hand slipped inside. God knows, my mother's panties were soaked.

He squatted down, pulled her panties aside, and used his index and ring fingers to spread my mother's labia. His fingers slowly inserted into her vagina, his middle finger moving back and forth, and more and more vaginal fluid flowed out.

I deliberately made footsteps, trying to stop what was happening before my eyes.

When I walked openly into the kitchen, they were indeed behaving themselves as I had hoped, their earlier lewd antics completely gone.

"Mom, I'm hungry!" "Sweetie, your Uncle He and I will have dinner ready soon. Go watch some TV."

Mom's face was unbelievably flushed. "

Oh my! Xiao Tian, this outfit suits you so well! Next time Uncle He will take you shopping for clothes."

"Our child is so handsome!" Men really do understand men; this is exactly the effect I wanted.

My liking for Uncle He increased considerably in an instant. "

Okay! Thank you, Uncle He.

I'm going to play on the computer in my room now. Mom, come call me when dinner is ready." "

Okay, go play!" As soon as I stepped out the door, I heard my mother say, "That child, once he starts playing on the computer, he never stops. He won't come out unless you call him."

Uncle He grinned slyly, "Isn't that perfect timing?" At that moment, he quickly unbuckled his belt, pulled his pants down to his ankles, and his penis stood erect.

My mother was terrified. She thought it was just a joke, but it turned out to be real. "I, I, I, I'd better cook first!" "Cook what?" "Make love..." Uncle He whispered in my mother's ear, pulling up her skirt.

My mother unconsciously spread her legs, and Uncle He thrust himself into her vagina.

The door! Never mind… Mom stood on one leg, her arms tightly wrapped around Uncle He's neck, leaning her whole body against him. Unexpectedly, they started having sex right there in the kitchen.

They tried to control their noises, and in this irresistible state, the climax came especially quickly.

Afraid I would hear, Mom's tight, excited pussy began to thrust against Uncle He's penis, her vaginal walls contracting in waves, her juices flowing out in gushes.

Uncle He's thrusting frequency increased, and Mom seemed to sense he was about to ejaculate. "

Husband, don't ejaculate inside!" Today was Mom's fertile period, and in the kitchen, which wasn't exactly the best place for sex, and without a condom,

Uncle He gently laid Mom down, pressed her head between his legs, and inserted his penis into her mouth, ejaculating like urine into her mouth.

Perhaps there was too much semen, because Mom's small mouth couldn't hold it all, and it spilled out from the corners of her mouth. "

Ah Cai, you were supposed to treat me to dinner today, but I ended up treating you first."

Uncle He was getting the better end of the deal and acting all innocent.

Mom spat out Uncle He's huge penis, indignantly: "You even said that before the food was even cooked!" With a clatter and a crackling sound, Uncle He started cooking himself, while Mom actually helped out.

Soon, the fragrant meal was ready! Putting down my headphones and going to the table, I saw—wow, fish and meat, all my favorite dishes!

What to do? This was clearly this adulterous couple trying to please me! Although I felt hurt, being pragmatic is wise, and I vaguely guessed the reason for the change in our family's financial situation over the past two years.

Mom had been spending all her money on me; she wanted to make up for what she felt she owed me in the past. "

Uncle He, you must come often! I could never have such a sumptuous dinner at home, thanks to you!" I said against my conscience.

"Does your mother mistreat you at home and not feed you?" Uncle He looked at Mom with a righteous expression.

Mom looked at me with a wronged expression, and I explained, "The food has become even more plentiful since you came, hahaha..." I don't know why, but even though I was feeling quite unwell just now, as we talked, I felt a bit more lively in the house. Was it complete? After dinner, Mom saw Uncle He off and came back to sit with me. "

Son, do you hate your mother?" Mom blurted out a question out of the blue, but I could clearly hear the meaning behind it. "

No way!" I answered sincerely, "As long as Mom is happy, I don't care."

You've already suffered so much; I don't want you to bear the pressures of life alone.

When Dad was here, Mom, your life was so simple and wonderful! Really? Mom asked, full of expectation for a resounding yes.

How could I let her down? Yes, it's true. I think Uncle He is a good person, and he's especially good to me.

Actually, I know in my heart, what's the use of my objection? Doesn't the kitchen perfectly illustrate this? Rather than watching Mom be unhappy, it's better to let that man bring her warmth.

At least she's happy! Mom said, "You've grown up and become more sensible. Mom wants to tell you a story."

I said, "Okay!" I only heard stories from my mother when I was little, and from my grandmother when she was taking care of me. Since then, I haven't heard any stories.

After your father left, your mother was under immense pressure! The first year, besides my regular job, I did odd jobs to barely make ends meet. I

had no choice but to bring your grandmother to live with us to take care of you. Many colleagues advised your mother to remarry; they said that being young and beautiful with a child wouldn't be a big problem.

But when I thought of you, I ruthlessly suppressed that thought. How could I give my child another father? However, hardship can change a person's attitude! I used to hate cutthroat competition, but the year after your father passed away, I found myself in this silent war.

Aunt Wu, your mother's best friend, pointed me in the right direction: perform well and curry favor with a promising leader.

For power, for material things, and most importantly, for you, I embarked on a path of no return.

I dressed every day with a distinctly feminine air, suddenly becoming very proactive at work, actively participating in all tasks and helping my colleagues.

A few months later, my supervisor praised my progress and took me to participate in a project in the High-Tech Economic Development Zone.

There, I met the director of the High-Tech Economic Development Zone for the first time—He Liangyong! I was attracted to his handsome appearance and extraordinary temperament, and felt a certain attraction to him.

Of course, at that time, I wasn't clear about what kind of man I wanted to cling to.

But I'm certain that I'll never forget the look in He Liangyong's eyes when he first looked at me; the burning flame in his eyes was clearly a desire to devour me.

During my work interactions with him, I found him to be decisive, efficient, and incredibly ambitious, with a limitless future.

I was deeply drawn to him, as if he were destined to be the support I had been searching for.

I silently watched him, and he silently watched me in return. That deep-seated tenderness between us made our day feel secure whenever we saw each other.

Several months passed in the blink of an eye. After the project ended, my world became gloomy. Apart from my son, who could give me some comfort, everything else was dull and boring.

After three months of agonizing longing, I received a personnel transfer notice from my boss: the Director's Secretary of the High-tech Economic Development Zone! Heaven knows how much I desired this position; tears streamed down my face.

On my first day, I dressed up carefully.

A tight-fitting black suit, the short, fitted blazer perfectly accentuating my full curves, revealing a glimpse of a white, low-cut shirt.

The crisp, close-fitting trousers highlighted my alluring legs, and the clatter of my black high heels expressed my inner wildness.

Filled with a complex mix of curiosity, excitement, and anticipation, I went straight to He Liangyong's office.

It was here that our first time happened.

My mother didn't go into the specific details, but I had already gleaned the story of this couple's union from her diary.

My mother had kept a diary since university; I found it by chance last semester when I was looking through the household registration book in her room.

It read something like this:

The door was open, and he was looking at a document. I gently knocked.

He saw me, and my heart pounded.

He walked over to me, roughly pulled me into the office, and slammed the heavy door shut.

I stood there nervously, and he stared at me blankly.

Three months had passed, and I was filled with anticipation, hesitant to speak: "Director He, thank you for transferring me here. I'm here to report for duty!" Unable to contain his excitement, he felt a hardening in his lower body, a burning sensation in his throat, and the gates of desire suddenly collapsed, his mind going blank. "

I've been thinking about you! Do you know that?" He breathed heavily, passionately embracing me, one hand reaching inside my shirt, eagerly seizing my full breasts. "

I've missed you too, Director! Three months without a word, I thought you'd forgotten me!" My eyes welled with tears, and in an instant, I completely abandoned any semblance of womanly restraint.

I had utterly betrayed my deceased husband, both spiritually and physically.

Beneath my lace-trimmed bra, he took one breast into his mouth, sucking it desperately: "I haven't forgotten you! I've gone to so much trouble for you! From now on, stay with me!" "Be my woman!" Hearing this, my heart, which had been burdened with grievances for years, was instantly released. I decided to let him have his way and never leave him: "Yes, I am your woman!" He finally couldn't restrain himself any longer. He pushed me down onto the sofa and pulled down my pants along with my snow-white underwear, pulling them down to my knees.

In a flash, he pulled down his own pants and pressed himself against me.

I closed my eyes and looked up to accept the man.

After so many days and nights of longing, I was finally going to give my body to the man of my heart.

I kicked off my high heels and took off my own pants, leaving only my stockings.

My legs naturally parted, welcoming my lover.

When he... The moment his large, thick penis entered my lower body, I couldn't help but shed a few tears, unsure whether it was pleasure or pain.

He quickly kissed my face, licking away my tears: "Don't cry, I'll cherish you and treat you well from now on!" He was truly going crazy, his heavy breathing enveloping me.

Ah—it hurts so much! I hadn't had sex in so long, it felt like the first time.

His lower body remained inside my vagina, relentlessly demanding more.

Waves of intense, tingling pleasure flowed deep within my wetness, slowly drawing me into a vortex of desire and excitement.

For the first time, he used his inexhaustible stamina to caress me. Yan's body underwent a complete baptism.

From then on, I was unstoppable! After my first time with your Uncle He, I became completely infatuated with him. He's now my man. Will you mind? Will I mind? How could I not mind? My heart now has another man; how could I not mind?

Mom, as long as you're happy! I'll always stand with you.

After being with your Uncle He, he gave me tremendous material help.

Haven't you noticed our financial situation has improved? He's very good to me, very caring, but I don't want to hide this from my beloved son. "Son, I'm keeping my own affairs from you.

Today I invited your Uncle He to dinner because he's being transferred to the Transportation Bureau as director. With his help, Mom also got a transfer to another department as office director.

Will you marry him?" "Mom,"

I asked naively.

"No!" Mom said firmly. "

Why?" "Because you're already like this!" "Why?" I was surprised. "

Because he's still a married man; he can't abandon his family."

Mom was very helpless. "

Mom!" I felt so sorry for her: "You'd rather…" I couldn't bring myself to say the rest, but I knew Mom would understand. "

Yes!" This outcome, in fact… "It's really good, I'm his only woman now."

Mom! I hugged her and cried.

What on earth is forcing a woman to willingly become someone else's mistress? After the high school entrance exam, I stayed home, waiting for my results! That's when I found out that Uncle He was staying at our house every few days; it turned out this was his regular place of residence.

One morning, before leaving home, I told my mom I wouldn't be coming home that day, that I'd stay at my best friend's house for the night and come back the next day.

But in the end, I couldn't resist wanting to go home; there wasn't much to do, so I took the bus home in the afternoon.

But as soon as I opened the front door, a very... The lewd moans came from the television playing porn.

On the sofa, a man and a woman, naked, were in a 69 position.

Mom's legs were straddling Uncle He's, her buttocks pressed against his head, her head bowed as she eagerly sucked on his large glans, gently caressing the base of his penis.

Uncle He parted Mom's vulva with his tongue, probing inside and frantically sucking.

When they saw me appear, they quickly stopped: "Xiao Tian, stop watching, go inside!" My face flushed red, I didn't go inside, but left, teasingly saying, "Mom, Uncle He, you..." "Keep going!" My stimulation only fueled their excitement.

Uncle He gazed lovingly at his lover, then helped Mom up and placed her on the sofa. He parted her long, slender legs, rubbed his erect penis against her vulva a few times, and with a sudden thrust, plunged his penis deep into her vagina.

Despite countless acts of intercourse over the years, Mom's tender vulva remained as tight and fresh as a young girl's.

Once Uncle He felt that Mom had secreted enough lubrication to guide his penis, he began a frenzied fucking. "

Husband… ah… I can't take it anymore… it's happened so many times…" Mom cried out, her heart heavy with desire. "Gan!" Uncle He spread Mom's long, slender legs into an M shape, thrusting vigorously while saying, "Almost done... Hmph... Liar... You big liar! You said the same thing half an hour ago!" Uncle He completely ignored Mom's commands, thrusting forcefully and reluctantly.

At their point of contact, vaginal fluid flowed from her vulva, down her labia, and down her buttocks.

Exhausted, Uncle He lingered before withdrawing from Mom's cunt. Suddenly, Mom seemed to regain her energy, sitting on the carpet in front of the sofa.

She grasped Uncle He's large penis with both hands, licked the glans a few times, then took it into her mouth and began sucking and stroking it.

Mom sucked on his glans with gusto, her delicate tongue teasing the ridges beneath. Uncle He's pleasure surged again, and he couldn't help but thrust his hips, his large penis pumping rapidly inside her mouth.

No one could suppress their burning desire any longer.

Uncle He abruptly pulled his penis from Mom's mouth, lifted her to the sofa, placed her hands on the ground, pressed her upper body down, and raised her round buttocks, kneeling on the carpet in front of the sofa.

Uncle He no longer cared to admire her snow-white, plump buttocks; he quickly parted them, thrusting his large penis into Mom's wet, tender vulva.

With a sudden, thunderous force, it plunged straight into her uterus. Mom's body arched forward, emitting a deep, muffled moan. The violent thrusting caused her labia to open and close rhythmically. A

gush of vaginal fluid gushed out, dripping onto the carpet.

After several tens of minutes of intense lovemaking, Uncle He and Mom both reached orgasm! A stream of scalding semen gushed out, shooting into Mom's uterus.

After resting for a few minutes, Uncle He gently carried Mom to the bathroom to wash her sweat-soaked body.

I calculated the time; it was almost time to go home.

Three hours had passed; even with an enduring erection, it couldn't last that long.

This time, a Korean drama was playing on TV as usual. Uncle He and Mom were snuggled together; perhaps they were waiting for me! "Xiao Tian! Have you eaten?" Uncle He spoke first. "

I've eaten.

" Uncle He looked apologetic: "I'm sorry you saw this today. Your mother said you wouldn't be coming back today, so we... I hope it won't affect you." "

It's okay! Uncle He, in my heart you and Mom are husband and wife. Why would I mind if you did what husband and wife do?" "

Look how embarrassed your mother is, she's still lying in my arms!" Humph! Mom lightly slapped Uncle He, but she couldn't bring herself to really hit him. She blushed and got angry, saying, "It's all your fault..." Uncle He then got up and carried Mom back to her room: "Xiao Tian, go to bed early after you wash up!" After they left, I sat where they had been sitting. Although they had cleaned the living room, even changing the sofa covers and carpets, and spraying plenty of air freshener, it still couldn't mask the lewd smell.

When the results came out, I was stunned! I was actually first in the whole city!

Mom was overjoyed! She and Uncle He discussed giving me a good reward.

One weekend, Uncle He drove my mom and me to the neighboring city of S in his Toyota Prado. I was surprised to find that Uncle He owned a seaside villa there, complete with a private beach.

Stepping inside, the decor was incredibly luxurious.

I curiously looked around; one room was filled with all sorts of lingerie, and the table was covered with various types of condoms—different flavors! I exclaimed in amazement: Uncle He was practically keeping a mistress, my mom, an official, at his beck and call.

This meticulously furnished love nest revealed their boundless romance and comfort! My mom said, "Let's relax here today, enjoy the sea breeze, watch the tides, and tomorrow we'll go shopping in the city. I can buy whatever I like!" So handsome... We lay on the beach chairs, leisurely enjoying the sun.

Mom and Uncle He were very happy: our little Tian has good grades and is handsome too, he has no regrets in this life... It feels like Uncle He is my dad! Mom is very gratified to have a child like me who doesn't cause her any worry.

In the evening, Mom cooked a delicious dinner with the food we brought.

Mwah... After our walk, I lay in the seawater while Mom and Uncle He went inside first.

Then, beautiful music filled the living room.

Uncle He and Mom started dancing! When I walked into the house, they were swaying their bodies and kissing passionately.

It was Mom who took the initiative, pressing her cherry lips to Uncle He's large mouth, her smooth, fragrant tongue prying open his teeth to explore his oral cavity.

Uncle He returned the kiss, kissing her small, cherry-like lips back, greedily devouring Mom's sweet saliva, their tongues locked in a fierce entanglement in each other's mouths.

Ah, they're always like this! Always filled with desire and passion for each other's bodies.

Seeing me return, they stopped abruptly; adults must act like adults! Mom and Uncle He cared a lot about this.

That day, we took many photos together at the beach, the printer humming as it printed our pictures.

My mom and Uncle He were a perfect match, radiating happiness. I felt like an intruder, a bit out of place… Mom laminated the newly printed photos, let them cool, and then carefully placed them one by one into the albums. Wow! There were so many albums! I randomly opened one, and Mom quickly snatched it from my hands.

It turned out I had gotten hold of their private albums! She picked out a few that I could read and gave them to me.

My mom and Uncle He frequently used public funds for travel and repeatedly dined and drank with contractors on public funds.

One photo shows Uncle He embracing Mom from behind in a scenic area; they look so happy, their smiles so sweet. Another shows Uncle He kissing Mom on a soft bed in a tourist area; the boundless scenery is all contained in this gentle, winding path. A photo of them drinking toasts together at a high-end club seems to say: "Life is like this, what more could one ask for!" The next day, we went on a shopping spree. I bought two iPads, one for listening to music and one for watching movies.

Mom took me to the mall and bought tons of new clothes and pants—only the expensive, designer brands.

Uncle He followed behind us, swiping his card with a bang, he was so happy.

By high school, I was used to having Uncle He around.

He often took my mother and me shopping in S city.

Staying local would easily expose our relationship, and he was afraid of being discovered by acquaintances.

It was then that I realized our family needed more than just a support system; we needed a man who could bring us happiness! Uncle He was the obvious choice.

My grades remained excellent throughout high school, consistently ranking first in my grade! This was due to my hard work and my gratitude for my current life.

Uncle He often said to me, "Xiao Tian, why don't we really become a family? When you grow up, you can marry my daughter."

I smiled without saying a word; how could I possibly accept that! At the end of the second semester of high school, my mother became the section chief of their department.

The whole family was overjoyed, and we had another wonderful meal.

At the dinner table, Uncle He and Mom solemnly asked me, "Xiaotian, if Mom and Uncle He want to have a child, would you mind?" Hearing this, I felt like I'd been struck by lightning.

They didn't want me anymore, they didn't like me anymore, they wanted their own child! I…I…I…before I could even process what was happening, Uncle He said, "Xiaotian, I know this might be a big blow to you, but I truly love your mother very much, and I desperately want to have a child with her."

Mom continued, "Child, I love you too!" Honestly, Mom loves me very much, and Uncle He treats me even better than his own son. What reason do I have to stop them from doing what they want?

Without them, I wouldn't be who I am today! I nodded. I will love my younger brother or sister too.

This wasn't a compromise, but a heartfelt expression of respect for my mother and Uncle He! The next day, I found our trash bags overflowing with condoms and birth control pills.

My God! How much they sacrificed for me! Okay! I'll happily study and welcome our new family member, the only link between Uncle He and my mother.

In the past, whenever I came home, my mother would always wear a bikini, to make it easier for Uncle He.

Although they tried to avoid me, after I caught them doing it several times, they weren't as embarrassed as before! Now, my mother dresses very conservatively; they are both actively exercising, paying attention to their diet, and trying to conceive.

The promised day arrived as promised, and all their beautiful dreams came true.

Uncle He excitedly rushed to my house, opened the door, and was stunned by my mother's beauty! She wore a pure white, low-cut wedding dress, her smooth shoulders and a small, deep cleavage—pure, noble, and breathtakingly beautiful.

Seeing Uncle He's surprised look, Mom said happily, "Although we've never been married or registered, I've always known in my heart that you are my husband, my forever husband! Today, we're going to create our own love child. I want to marry you, to tell you in this way that I love you, through thick and thin, my love will never waver!" Uncle He was moved by Mom's confession, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Before meeting Mom, he had countless lovers, but after meeting her, he only had eyes for her.

He never expected Mom to be so devoted! He ran quickly over and pressed his lips to his mother's soft lips, letting his tongue roam wildly inside, sweeping back and forth.

It was sweetness! It was passion! It was a promise! It was unchanging love... Ah Cai, my beloved wife, let's go back inside! His mother, holding Uncle He's hand, walked as if on a red carpet, her heart warm.

Uncle He stood before her, his arms around her shoulders. His mother softly rested her face against his chest and whispered, "Husband, I want to have your child. He'll definitely be as smart, sensible, and adorable as Xiao Tian."

"Yes, he will."

I've always firmly believed that! Wife, I love you.

Although our love cannot be seen in the light of day, you are the sun in my heart, illuminating my entire world! Without you, the world is dull and colorless; with you, my life has meaning.

Saying this, he kissed his mother's lips.

His mother responded passionately to Uncle He, her soft tongue swirling fervently in his mouth.

Uncle He hadn't touched his mother's body in a long time, and soon he couldn't restrain himself any longer. He embraced his mother's bare shoulders and gently pushed her down onto the bed.

Mother's beautiful face flushed, her eyes brimming with desire. She deftly unbuttoned Uncle He's white shirt, and in a passionate kiss and entanglement, stripped him naked… Uncle He's hands reached for Mother's chest, slowly pulling down the top of her wedding dress. A pair of fair, full breasts instantly broke free of their restraints, proudly leaping out.

Uncle He was captivated, playing with these breasts that would soon nurture his child; Mother's sensitive nipples instantly hardened.

He took one in his mouth with great satisfaction, sucking on the unique source of maternal instinct. He freed one hand to lift the hem of his mother's wedding dress all the way to her waist, and hooked one finger around the edge of her panties, slowly pulling them down.

His mother's petals were wet, anticipating the arrival of Uncle He's large penis. "

Come on! Husband, I want to have your child."

His mother, under the wedding dress, was pure and elegant. Uncle He wasn't driven by lust at this moment, but by burgeoning passion. He knelt between his mother's legs, his hot penis pressing against her delicate petals.

His large penis slowly slid into Mom's flower path. With a powerful thrust, Uncle He's entire shaft was fully inserted into her vagina, reaching its deepest point.

Mom let out a soft moan—a sound of satisfaction, longing, a dream, and reality! Uncle He leaned down on Mom, slowly kissing her cheeks, neck, and earlobes.

Her tight vagina gripped Uncle He's large penis, the familiar pleasure slowly taking over their bodies and minds.

Finally, I've waited for you, finally met you, finally we're together! As Uncle He's thrusting became faster, Mom's breathing quickened as she began to respond to his movements, her love juices flowing down his penis.

He straightened up, increasing the amplitude of his thrusts, withdrawing from her opening with each stroke before plunging deeply until he reached her tender clitoris. Under this onslaught, Mom couldn't hold back, her hands gripping the sheets tightly.

Her mouth involuntarily emitted blissful, wanton sounds… Uncle He thrust faster and faster, soon drenched in sweat. Mom savored every moment of conception, her hands tightly gripping Uncle He's arms supporting her waist. The sounds of rushing water and impacts filled the bedroom once more.

During their intense lovemaking, Mom reached her climax. A surge of warm fluid rushed towards Uncle He's large glans. Uncle He, slightly distracted, shuddered, and a thick stream of semen gushed out, reaching deep into Mom's uterus.

Uncle He didn't withdraw his penis; instead, he lowered his head and kissed Mom's lips. Mom softly embraced him, responding to the lingering warmth of her orgasm.

As they recovered, Mom gently closed her eyes.

Uncle He was noticeably gentler than before, once again thrusting his penis tenderly into Mom's vagina.

The warmth in this room could melt any iceberg on Earth.

During the fertile window, Uncle He and Mom were intimate every day as usual.

Their efforts paid off; a little over a month later, Mom started vomiting. I immediately called Uncle He, who rushed home. Instead of buying a pregnancy test, he took Mom straight to the hospital! After the doctor confirmed it, we were overjoyed.

Regardless of whether they would find out, Uncle He personally took Mom to the hospital for checkups every month without fail—that's a man's responsibility.

Pulling myself out of the memories, the past seemed like a fleeting moment. I realized I had cried all night.

My pillow was soaked, just like my heart! At breakfast, I helped my heavily pregnant mother to the table. No matter what, I had to protect her and Uncle He's child.

After Aunt Huang went to buy groceries, I asked my mother, "Do you regret it?" My mother's answer moved me deeply; I couldn't believe such true love still existed in the world: unwavering devotion! The outcome was predictable: my mother didn't embezzle or accept bribes, proactively admitted her wrongdoing, and handed over the funds Uncle He had entrusted to her. She was expelled from both her job and her public office! Uncle He awaits his trial.

My mother is heartbroken, but for the sake of her unborn child, she must be strong.

A few days before her due date, Mom accidentally found a diary she had written when she was first pregnant, filled with joy for the baby in her womb. The last page read: "Thank you for being Daddy and Mommy's child. We love you!" Tucked into that last page was a small note: a red dress.

Mom found the dress; inside was a card, a letter, and a property deed. The note read

: "My beloved wife, Cai: My dearest, by the time you read this letter, I may have already left you, but please believe me, wherever I am, I will always cherish you.

This is the last sum of money I've prepared for you; there are no problems with it. And this property, there are no problems with it either."

I only wish you a peaceful life, I only wish you and the children happiness! These past few years with you have been the happiest years of my life. With you by my side, I have no regrets.

Even without me, you must be happy. I love seeing your radiant smile… I love you! He Liangyong, [Date] These simple words echoed repeatedly in her mother's thoughts.

Standing on the balcony, gazing into the distance, touching her growing belly, she suddenly had an epiphany about life…

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