The absurd bet of the beautiful mother

Chapter 1 The Absurd Bet

Liu Yu is a 19-year-old high school senior, 1.74 meters tall, with above-average looks—not handsome, but still pleasing to the eye. When he was in elementary school, Liu Yu's parents divorced, and he lived with his mother. Without a father to discipline him, his mother doted on him excessively, gradually diminishing his interest in studying, and his grades hovered in the middle to lower range for several years. Fortunately, his mother received a large sum of money in the divorce settlement, which she invested, ensuring the family's financial security. This gave Liu Yu peace of mind; he figured he could always ask his mother for money to start his own business when he grew up—he wouldn't starve. Driven by this mindset, he only listened in the classes he liked, spending the rest of the time playing on his phone or sleeping. After repeated attempts to discipline him failed, the teachers gave up, letting him be as he pleased as long as he didn't disturb others—after all, he always managed to pass his subjects.

Liu Yu, who is relatively tall for a ninth-grade student, has a great passion for basketball. People who are good at basketball, even if their academic performance isn't great, are usually popular in class. He especially gets along very well with other classmates who love basketball. Liu Yu occasionally invites classmates over, but only a few—about four in total. These four are practically his best friends. These guys have varying academic levels and personalities, but they all share the common trait of not being particularly well-behaved, yet they're not just troublemakers. Their behavior doesn't offend Liu Yu's mother, so she always receives them patiently. As time goes on, they become more familiar with each other, and his mother even chats and jokes with them, sometimes even joining in their games.

Liu Yu's mother, Lang Yushi, is 41 years old. She was intelligent from a young age and started school early, graduating from university at only 21. She married her college boyfriend shortly after graduation, and the couple started a trading company together. Because of their youth and drive, they seized several opportunities and made a considerable amount of money. However, due to their youth and lack of experience in the business world, they suffered several setbacks. After several years of hard work, the couple finally shed their naiveté and matured. The biggest price of this maturity was that they were too busy with their business to care for their child, leading to disagreements. The husband believed that after a few more years of hard work, they could build a successful business and make up for the neglect they had caused their son. Yu Shi, however, felt that a child's childhood only happens once, and nothing can make up for it. Their relationship deteriorated from mutual persuasion to arguments, and their feelings for each other grew increasingly strained and cold. Finally, six years ago, the husband's infidelity was exposed, and they decided to divorce. In the six years that followed, they never saw each other again, only occasionally exchanging phone calls. After Liu Yu turned ten, his father visited him twice, but Lang Yu Shi did not attend either time.

After the divorce, Lang Yu Shi invested her share of the money and began a new life. She no longer needs to bury herself in piles of official duties every day, nor does she need to constantly guess what others think or what their bottom lines are. She only needs to occasionally pay attention to national policies and the situation of the industries she has invested in. The rest of her time is devoted to enjoying a leisurely life and taking care of her son. Her usual haunts are libraries, cafes, music salons, and shopping malls. She goes to the gym and gets beauty treatments once a week, occasionally attends friend gatherings or book club activities, and watches her son grow up day by day. She believes this is the happiness she envisions.

This pampered life has not only kept her in excellent physical condition but has also made her more elegant and composed. Her long, flowing, glossy black hair cascades over her shoulders, and her delicate, perfect features on her oval face are captivating at first glance. Her 36E bust and perfectly proportioned waist and hips, accentuated by her long, straight, beautiful legs, make her appear tall and voluptuous. Her fair and delicate skin, in particular, seems to exude moisture if touched. She is undeniably stunning, with a gorgeous figure and a face that would cause traffic jams on the street and inspire envy at home. During community population registration, a staff member pointed to the age field she filled in and said, "You wrote 3 instead of 2. There's a pen over there; go correct it." This later became a well-known piece of community gossip.

Such a beautiful young woman, without a husband, naturally attracted many suitors and admirers. However, perhaps the shadow of a failed marriage made her instinctively resistant. For six years, whether young and handsome or successful, shrewd and capable or simple and honest, no man could win her favor. After exhausting all their efforts, the men who pursued her all admitted that she was an impossible woman to win over.

Perhaps only in front of her son would she shed the strong shell she had built around herself, laughing and chatting freely.

It was a day in late May. Liu Yu and his mother had finished dinner and, as usual, were chatting on the sofa in the living room about all sorts of things. Although Liu Yu didn't like studying, he was very interested in national affairs, history, geography, entertainment, fashion, and mythology, so he always participated well in his mother's conversations. The mother, wearing a purple nightgown that covered her knees, leaned lazily against the sofa, her head resting on the black armrest. Her legs were crossed and stretched out, taking up the entire sofa. She fiddled with the TV remote, aimlessly flipping through channels. Liu Yu sat on the sofa next to her, chatting with his mother while inwardly grumbling, "It's not that hot. Would it kill her to wear so much in front of her son? Doesn't she know she's tempting him to commit a crime?" Perhaps because Liu Yu had been raised by one person, the mother and son had an extremely close relationship, usually talking about everything. When no one else was around, his mother dressed very casually, which made the increasingly grown-up Liu Yu somewhat embarrassed.

"This child is really something. Since his mother remarried, her husband is obviously his stepfather. How could he die if he called her 'Dad'?" his mother muttered. The mother and son were arguing about the plot of the TV show. The protagonist's family situation was very similar to Liu Yu's, which piqued their interest and made their argument more intense than usual.

"How is that possible? A strange man suddenly becomes your dad? Isn't that a joke?" Liu Yu pouted, deeply resonating with the protagonist's plight.

"Oh? So, if your mom remarries another man, you won't call him dad?" "Of course not, he's never been my dad." Liu Yu's answer was matter-of-fact, but it aroused his mother's suspicion: "Since you're living with me after my divorce, the only standard for becoming your dad is to become my man. It's no use if you disagree. Once you become my man, you're naturally your dad, hehe..." Liu Yu was speechless, racking his brains for a long time but unable to come up with a way to refute his mother's fallacy. He could only use a delaying tactic: "Marriage is marriage, what do you mean by becoming your man?" His mother paused for a moment, then revealed a charming smile. With slow and elegant movements, she began to unbutton her robe, one button at a time. Her fair chest and smooth abdomen were gradually revealed to Liu Yu as her slender fingers moved. Her full, firm breasts, encased in a red lace bra beneath her robe, swayed slightly with her movements.

Liu Yu swallowed hard. Although his mother often walked around the house in her underwear, he still couldn't suppress his lust whenever he saw her fair skin covered in sexy lingerie of various colors.

As her fingers continued their nimble movements, matching red panties were revealed, and the hem of her robe parted to the sides, completely exposing a pristine female body to her son's view. But that wasn't all. The hands that had created this scene continued their work; the left hand gently pulled open the front of the panties, while the right hand slipped inside, stopping between her legs and slowly caressing them a few times. Liu Yu stared intently at those hands. He knew that beneath them lay a small cave that every man longed for, a cave he had never seen, but it had always been there, untouched for a long time. Then, his mother's voice, more seductive than usual, rang out: "To become my man is to insert the symbol of your manhood into me. Whoever can insert it is my man, and that is, your father. My dear son, do you have any questions? Oh, hehehehe..." Hearing his mother's triumphant laughter, Liu Yu froze. Although his mother usually didn't mind saying things that were a bit suggestive, this was the first time she'd used herself as an example, and this gesture was something she'd never done before. He thought to himself, "What's going on? What's wrong with Mom today? She didn't drink at dinner, so why is she suddenly acting so horny? Is it the legendary 'long-awaited loneliness'? Has her

long-suppressed feelings finally erupted?"

Despite his inner thoughts, Liu Yu wasn't going to back down verbally. He remembered their earlier conversation. "This 'dad' certification standard is too simplistic! If you found someone my age, would I have to call him 'Dad' too?" "Ha! You underestimate your mother. A little brat like you, let alone whether your mother would even be interested, even if she were to actively seduce me, who would dare to mess with me? Over the years, I've fended off countless men. The nickname 'Fire Rose' isn't just because I'm pretty." His mother pushed her hand out of her underwear, waving it triumphantly.

Under the imposing aura emanating from his mother's waving, Liu Yu was starting to crumble, only his stubbornness remaining: "Should I ask a few of my classmates to come and try?" "Your classmates? The ones who've been to our house before?" His mother lowered her head to think for a moment, then looked up again. "Hmm, they're all pretty good-looking, and quite strong, but the problem is, which one dares to act recklessly in front of me? I haven't noticed at all." The classmates who had come to his house were all people Liu Yu often played basketball with; height and strength were basic requirements. However, Liu Yu thought about it, and realized that in front of his mother, they really were a bit intimidated, completely lacking their usual arrogance. But Liu Yu, already cornered by his mother's disdainful tone, still couldn't give in. He had a deep-seated aversion to the idea of calling someone else "Dad," after all, he had a biological father.

"How about we make a bet? I'll pick one of my classmates, and I'll create an opportunity for you to seduce him. Let's see if he dares to sleep with you." Mom was stunned for a moment. "Why should I be the one to seduce him? Let him come after me if he dares." Liu Yu curled his lip. "Those guys were already suppressed by your aura the last few times. If you don't take the initiative, how will you turn the tables anytime soon? Or, how about we find someone we don't know?" Mom's thinking had clearly been led astray. She didn't think about why she needed to seduce a boy like her son. Instead, she seriously considered whether she should choose someone she knew to seduce, or let her son find someone he didn't know to pursue her. In the end, she decided to choose someone she knew. After all, in her opinion, the boys who had come before were all quite honest and shouldn't be very bold. Her chances of success were high. If she really found someone she didn't know, who knew what kind of ugly duckling she might be. "So, what's the wager?" "The wager? Of course, it's the title of 'Dad'." This is the topic of the evening, okay? Liu Yu secretly complained about his mother's memory.

So, that very night, the mother and son began an absurd wager.

The mother would choose one of her son's friends, and the son would create opportunities for his mother to seduce him for a month. If the target didn't dare to sleep with his mother within a month, and she later found another man, the son would have to unconditionally call her "Dad." Conversely, if the target actually slept with his mother, then the son would have the right to refuse to call anyone "Dad."

The mother had to guarantee that the seduction was serious and not perfunctory, otherwise she would be considered to be bullying a child. The son, on the other hand, had to guarantee that he wouldn't reveal the details beforehand, otherwise he would be considered to have betrayed his mother.

Chapter Two: The Bet in Progress

The next day, Liu Yu invited three classmates to play cards after school. These were all close friends of Liu Yu, shared a common hobby—basketball—and similarly below-average grades. They originally planned to play basketball, but Liu Yu's invitation made them all happily come along. As soon as the group entered, they saw a beautiful young woman sitting on the sofa in the living room, playing on her phone. They all greeted her, "Hello, Auntie." Yu Shi recognized the three boys as familiar faces from previous visits and knew the bet had begun. Her son had already prepared his candidates, and she would now choose one to seduce. This morning, both mother and son had sensed the absurdity of the bet, but out of a sense of pride or some other reason, they tacitly continued playing.

"It's Xiao Yong, Xiao Dong, and Xiao Peng. Welcome! Please have a seat, Auntie will get you some drinks," Yu Shi greeted them with a smile, while carefully scrutinizing the boys once more.

"No need to bother Auntie, let's go straight to the study and play cards. I'm determined to redeem myself today, haha." The speaker was Zhao Yong, a boy brimming with sunny energy that seemed to infect everyone with his enthusiasm. He was 1.72 meters tall, the same as Liu Yu, and although his face still retained some childish innocence, it was clear he would grow up to be a handsome young man.

"Yeah, we just had some on the way, so we're not thirsty yet. We can get some ourselves when we're thirsty," Xiang Xiaodong chimed in. He was the most muscular of the three, already a good 1.78 meters tall, and it seemed like he'd easily reach 1.90 meters in the future. This boy exuded a bold and unrestrained air about him.

"Auntie, no need to greet us, we're quite familiar with the place," said Luo Peng, a man of few words and mostly indifferent expression.

"Looks like my son really did pick out a few fine young men for me—a handsome guy, a muscular man, and a cool, aloof one. Looks like he's not content with me just marrying an ordinary guy," Yu Shi thought to herself with a smug smile, pleased that she'd seen through her son's little scheme. "Alright, you guys go to the study first. Auntie'll wash the vegetables and come watch you play later." The group filed in. Liu Yu observed them closely; each of them glanced at his mother, but none dared to stare directly. Clearly, these guys had all given up the court so readily to see the beautiful women, and indeed, none of them dared to cause any trouble.

Liu Yu's house was a two-story villa with a small yard. The study was on the first floor, where the four of them sat, playing cards and chatting.

"Xiaoyu, your mom's in a good mood today, her smile is sweeter than usual." "I didn't notice." "How could you not notice? I think so too."

"I guess I'm just used to it."

"Hurry up and play your card."

The conversation among the four always revolved around Liu Yu's mother, but they never discussed it in depth. After all, this beautiful young woman was not only their classmate's mother, but her years of business experience had also instilled in the boys an instinctive admiration.

Liu Yu was conflicted. It seemed quite difficult to get these guys to muster the courage to face their mother directly. Should he encourage them? But if he really gave them courage, and his mother ended up being taken advantage of by some guy, he felt like he'd lost out.

Half an hour passed in this atmosphere. Finally, his mother finished washing the vegetables, tidied the kitchen, and went into the study. "How was the game? Who won?" Yu Shi asked as she walked in, a warm smile on her face. Several people looked up at the beautiful woman at the door. She wore a red velvet top and a black skirt that just passed her knees, revealing her two fair and delicate legs. "No stockings," was probably the common thought in their minds at that moment.

The card game continued. Yu Shi watched the boys play from behind, occasionally praising or teasing their skills. In no time, the children's nervousness in front of their classmate's parent disappeared, and they started joking with her. She realized then that these children weren't usually the type to be nervous or timid. "Looks like I really did scare them before," Yu Shi thought to herself.

But she didn't know that the children were experiencing a turbulent time, wondering why this beautiful aunt, who usually intimidated them, was so easygoing today, even joking with them.

Before they knew it, dinnertime was approaching. Although the boys were still somewhat unsatisfied with the day's experience, they all said goodbye and went home; they had no plans to eat there.

After they left, their mother quickly prepared dinner. During the meal, neither of them spoke. "So, Mom, these are the targets I found for you. Which one are you going to target?" After dinner, back on the sofa, in the same spot and the same atmosphere, Liu Yu looked at his mother with a mixture of joking and provocation.

"Hmm, they all seem alright." Mom was equally unambiguous. "You carefully picked them out for me, didn't you? Which one do you want me to seduce?" "I don't care, you choose yourself. It's not like you're choosing a man for me. How am I supposed to know what criteria to use?" "Oh, then you should just pick the biggest one. If he dares to sleep with me, I can't let him get away with it." "Bigger? What's big?" Liu Yu didn't understand for a moment.

"What do you mean by 'big'? It's that one, that one."

"Which one?" Yu Shi, lying on the sofa, kicked Liu Yu, "Big dick, the biggest dick. Go pick the biggest dick for your mom." After uttering these rarely used swear words in a fit of anger, Yu Shi thought for a moment and added, "But you can't tip off your mom and sell her out." "In that case, Zhao Yong will do. That guy has the biggest dick. We've already compared them." "Can't you compare something better?" "But I'm warning you, don't let his sunny appearance fool you. He's got a lot of bad ideas. You might regret it if he sleeps with you." "Okay, he's the one." After Mom made the final decision, the mother and son went back to their rooms to play on their phones and went to sleep soon after.

The next day, Liu Yu found Zhao Yong at school and invited him to his house after school to watch the latest popular anime together. The two sat at the computer desk watching anime. Besides the usual hospitality, Mom also stood beside them, occasionally chiming in to discuss the plot with the two boys.

Over the next two weeks, Liu Yu invited Zhao Yong to his home five or six more times, each time with the same routine. Aside from inviting Zhao Yong to dinner twice, everything seemed normal. However, Liu Yu was puzzled. "This isn't right. What happened to the seduction?" Although his mother was undeniably charming and had been dressed beautifully these past few days—sometimes lively and vibrant, sometimes dignified and elegant—Liu Yu didn't believe that this alone could be considered seducing a man. He kept his doubts to himself; the bet was nearing its end, and if his mother didn't put in the effort, he'd win.

On Thursday after school, Liu Yu went to find Zhao Yong again. Zhao Yong, walking along, cheerfully asked, "Want to keep watching anime? Your mom seems more interested than us." "Yeah, she loved anime when she was little," Liu Yu replied absentmindedly.

Back home, the three of them watched anime again. Liu Yu was numb; now he just wanted to know how his mother was going to seduce Zhao Yong. Zhao Yong, on the other hand, was still engrossed, but when the plot got really exciting, none of them spoke. His mother seemed to have just taken a shower, wearing a white, knee-length bathrobe, standing beside Zhao Yong.

After a while, perhaps tired from standing for so long, she bent slightly, reaching out to rest her hands on the computer desk. Liu Yu glanced at her, then turned back to continue watching the show. A few minutes later, his mother slowly straightened up again, but this time Liu Yu didn't even bother to look back.

Only after the episode ended did Liu Yu prepare to go to the bathroom, and he was shocked when he turned around. His mother's bathrobe was now on the floor, her upper body completely naked except for a bra, standing beside Zhao Yong. Her two large, white breasts trembled slightly with her breath, the two rosy nipples proudly erect. She wore only a red, high-slit, strappy thong, barely covering her lower abdomen. A pristine female body was exposed under the bright light, and its owner seemed still immersed in the story on the computer, oblivious to the world around her.

"Mom, your bathrobe..." After a brief moment of shock, Liu Yu subconsciously reminded her.

"Ah!..." Hearing Liu Yu's words, his mother looked down, exclaimed, and quickly squatted down to pick up the bathrobe that had slipped to the ground. She then fled to the living room, saying, "Mom's going to cook first. You guys, you guys play first." His mother's embarrassed voice came from outside the door, followed by a soft muttering, "How did the belt come undone?" Only then did Liu Yu recall that the bathrobe seemed to have no buttons, only a belt tied around the waist.

Zhao Yong was stunned for a moment, then forced an awkward smile at Liu Yu, "I, I didn't... uh, it wasn't a wasted trip." Liu Yu angrily punched the smug guy. For a moment, neither of them knew what to say, and the atmosphere became somewhat awkward. Fortunately, his mother's voice saved Liu Yu. "Xiaoyu, we're out of salt. Go to the supermarket and buy a bag, and also a bag of laundry detergent." "Okay, I'll go right now." After leaving the house, Liu Yu breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards the edge of the neighborhood.

A cool evening breeze blew by, and Liu Yu's mind cleared up considerably. The scene just now was both tense and exciting. Liu Yu hadn't seen his mother's breasts fully formed since he was five years old, and he hadn't expected them to be even more magnificent than he remembered. The stunning scene kept replaying in Liu Yu's mind.

"Wait, could this be Mom's trump card? After all, the bet has been going on for three weeks. If Mom doesn't take some action soon, I can win the bet by saying she didn't try hard enough. But today, she can say she's done her best." Liu Yu could even imagine his mother pointing at him triumphantly and saying, "You little brat, what more do you want me to do? To seduce him, I even offered up my breasts..." Oh no, it's a ten-minute walk from home to the supermarket. The round trip, plus shopping, will take more than half an hour. What if Mom tries to scare Zhao Yong while I'm not here, making him give up in fear? That way, she'll have tried her best, Zhao Yong will be scared away, and I'll lose the bet.

Liu Yu quickened his pace, ran to buy the salt and laundry detergent, and finished in 25 minutes. When he got home and opened the door, no one was in the living room. He quickly ran into the study, only to find Zhao Yong humming a song and watching a live pool game online. Liu Yu was relieved, "It seems Mom isn't as cunning as I thought." But after the relief, a strange feeling welled up inside him. "Am I relieved that my mom still has a chance to be taken advantage of by her classmate? Isn't that a little abnormal?" He shook his head, trying to clear the thought.

"Where's Mom?"

"In the kitchen."

"Oh."

Turning to the kitchen, his mother was chopping vegetables. Seeing Liu Yu, she asked, "You're back! Did you buy the salt?" "Yes." "Good, put it there. Put the laundry detergent in the bathroom cabinet." Everything seemed perfectly normal, and Liu Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

At the dinner table, the three chatted and laughed, no one mentioning the awkwardness from earlier. Dinner ended in a warm and friendly atmosphere. Soon after, Zhao Yong said goodbye and went home.

Liu Yu wanted to ask his mother if that was a deliberate, powerful move she had just unleashed, but his mother seemed uninterested in answering. She turned and went upstairs, saying, "I was frightened today, I'm going to bed now. You should go to bed early too." Liu Yu was left alone, staring blankly at the television, his mind still replaying the image of his mother's half-naked, snow-white figure before dinner.

Chapter Three: A Plot Twist

The next day after school, Liu Yu thought for a moment and invited Zhao Yong to his house again. Zhao Yong asked a very unusual question: "Did you invite me or did your aunt invite me?" "What? Of course it's me. Why would my mom invite you?" Liu Yu was puzzled. The two walked along the road.

Not far from the school, they turned onto a quiet side street with few people and cars. Zhao Yong spoke up, "Liu Yu, what do you think your mom is wearing at home today?" "Pfft, my mom has so many clothes, how would I know which one she's wearing? Have you seen her wear the same thing twice these past few days? Oh…you're not still thinking about that bathrobe from yesterday, are you? There's no such thing as a free lunch." "That's not necessarily true. Maybe something even better will happen today." Seeing the smug look on Zhao Yong's face, Liu Yu suddenly felt something was off.

"Why did you suddenly ask this?" Zhao Yong was silent for a moment. "Liu Yu, we're best brothers, aren't we?" "Of course we are." "Iron brothers?" "Iron brothers, we've both been injured and hospitalized for each other. That's what you call a life-or-death bond." "Alright then, since that's the case, I can't keep it from you anymore," Zhao Yong said, organizing his thoughts. "Actually, I was the one who pulled your mom's bathrobe off yesterday." "What!!!" Liu Yu was genuinely shocked. "How dare you? You still dared to go today? Didn't my mom teach you a lesson?" "No, let me explain slowly." "Go ahead, it's still more than twenty minutes until we get there." Liu Yu always walked home.

"You've been asking me to come to your house a lot lately, haven't you?"

"Yeah."

"The first time, I was still a little afraid of your mom, just like before. But then I saw that your mom was much kinder than before, so I wasn't as afraid anymore. Then... I noticed that when your mom stood next to me watching anime every day, she got closer and closer to me, and occasionally she would rub against me with her body.

At first, I didn't think much of it, but later your mom and I were almost touching. The day before yesterday, one of your mom's breasts was on my shoulder. The day before yesterday, not only was her breast on my shoulder, but she even secretly rubbed back and forth. I could even feel the shape of your mom's nipple." "And then?" Liu Yu asked through gritted teeth.

"Don't be angry, okay? And then... then I felt like your mom was seducing me." Liu Yu was a little guilty and discouraged. "Oh no, I've been exposed. I don't know how to handle this." Zhao Yong next to him didn't hear Liu Yu's thoughts and continued to recount yesterday's experience.

"Although I felt your mom was seducing me, I wasn't sure, so I wanted to test her. She was tired of standing and rested her hand on the computer desk, her bathrobe sash draped over it." Liu Yu recalled that there was indeed such a detail yesterday, though he hadn't noticed the bathrobe sash.

Zhao Yong continued, "I put my arm on the computer desk and used my elbow to hold the bathrobe sash down.

When your mom tried to straighten up again, the sash was pulled open." "So my mom seduced you? Could it be that she accidentally pulled it open?" "No," Zhao Yong said excitedly, his earlier hesitation and unease gone. "The sash was actually tied quite tightly; I could feel the force when it was pulled straight. If I loosened it even slightly, it would have come off." "And then?" Liu Yu was a little conflicted.

"Your mom must have felt it too, because she stopped and we were locked in a stalemate, the front of her bathrobe all pulled up." "You're really brave, aren't you afraid my mom will scold you?" "I am, but I was a bit horny at the time, so I thought, if she tells me to take my arm off, I'll pretend I accidentally pressed it down." "Go on, don't dawdle, we'll get there soon." Liu Yu thought, better to let this guy finish quickly. Listening to this kid's detailed account of his mother seducing his classmate was really speechless; better to end it quickly than suffer for a long time.

"Later, your mom stopped for a while, then didn't say anything, and just slowly straightened her back, and the belt was pulled out little by little until it was completely open. Only then did I raise my arm and secretly glance at it." At this point, Zhao Yong also glanced at Liu Yu like a thief, and seeing no reaction, continued.

"After your mom untied the sash, her two breasts bounced right out of her bathrobe. Those plump breasts jiggled up and down several times. By then, I had turned most of my head to look at her. She must have noticed me looking at her, but she didn't try to cover herself up. She just stood there with her front open, her two big breasts bare, letting me stare at her. Her panties were also quite thin, and I could vaguely see a shadow underneath." Hearing this, Liu Yu was a little confused. Didn't this guy say that he pulled down his mother's bathrobe? But according to the description just now, shouldn't it be considered that his mother pulled it down herself? Or, could it be considered that the two of them conspired?

Zhao Yong was already talking non-stop at this point. "At this point, I was certain that your mom was seducing me, so after watching for a while, I decided to test her myself." "Didn't you already test her? What else is there to test?" Liu Yu couldn't help but ask again.

"Your mom used to be so domineering, how could I not be careful? I thought, the other day when she rubbed her breasts against me through my clothes, maybe she was trying to seduce me, or maybe she was just playing with a child. This time she's showing me her breasts directly, it's definitely an attempt to seduce me. But what if she just wants to play around, get me aroused and then leave? So I had to test the waters, see how far she was going to go, whether she was just going to observe or trying to seduce me into bed. So I slowly moved my right hand from my leg to my right side, and then slipped it under the hem of your mom's bathrobe..." "Holy crap, you touched my mom's butt?" "No, I've never even touched your mom's hand before. If I touched her butt directly, what if she didn't want me to touch her and slapped me? Where would I go to complain? I grabbed her bathrobe from the inside." "Okay, then I'll pull it down little by little. At this point, your mom's bathrobe is already open, but two of the shoulders are holding it in place, so I can't pull it down. Plus, her sleeves are still tucked in. If she doesn't want me to take it off, she definitely can't pull it down." "What can you possibly find out by that? She's already opened her own robe, and she's not wearing anything underneath. What difference does it make whether I pull it down or not?" "The difference is huge. She opened it herself just now, so she could have thought of anything. If I pull it down this time, it's like she's letting me take her clothes off. A woman who's willing to let a man take her clothes off is definitely getting ready to go to bed. Haha, I'm so damn clever..." Zhao Yong's smug laughter echoed on the street, attracting the puzzled glances of a few pedestrians on the roadside.

"At this point, if your mom had just kept her arms tightly closed, preventing me from pulling down her bathrobe, I would have had no choice but to give up. But when your mom felt me pulling her clothes, she hesitated only slightly, then gently shrank her shoulders and subtly loosened her arms a little. The bathrobe then slipped down behind her as I pulled it. That's when I knew she wanted to sleep with me. Then she just stood there naked, occasionally twisting her body from side to side so I could see her from more angles. I was planning to take advantage of her a bit more, but then that episode ended, and you realized your mom was naked, so she ran away in embarrassment." Liu Yu let out a long sigh. After Zhao Yong had spent more than ten minutes recounting what should have been a less than five-minute ordeal, he realized he had overlooked such an important detail yesterday. Now he felt like he had gone too far. Judging from Zhao Yong's high spirits today, as long as his mother didn't resist, this kid was definitely going to have sex with her.

"Are you so sure? Maybe she thought that way yesterday, but not today. You know, you haven't actually slept with my mom yet, have you?" Hearing this, Zhao Yong's sly smile vanished, replaced by a rare seriousness. He stopped in his tracks. "Liu Yu, speaking of which, I have to ask you this: what's your stance on this?" "Which thing?" "I mean, if I really slept with your mom, would you support me or oppose it? You said it yourself, we're sworn brothers, so if you oppose it, I absolutely won't touch your mom." Looking at Zhao Yong's sincere face, Liu Yu fell silent. For a moment, the two stood face-to-face on the street, engaging in what seemed like performance art. Liu Yu's feelings were complicated. He couldn't psychologically accept that his mother had been involved with a classmate, but the thought of having to call some random man his father was also unacceptable. In fact, he didn't even want to call his own biological father. He still clearly remembered his parents arguing about him, his father pointing his finger at him and asking his mother, "Don't you even understand which is more important, him or your career? You can have another son..." So, the word "father" was always a source of deep psychological trauma for Liu Yu.

It was a dilemma; a ridiculous bet he made with his mother had led to his current predicament. Liu Yu looked up at Zhao Yong, who had a righteous and heroic expression on his face. This guy was innocent, a pitiful fellow dragged into the bet between Liu Yu and his mother. Could Liu Yu really bring him down now? But could he really tell him he supported him having sex with his mother? What was his true feelings about this whole situation? ... It felt like a long time had passed, yet also like not long at all. Liu Yu finally spoke, "I can't interfere with my mother's affairs. I'm just her son." Although he was still a little uncomfortable, Liu Yu convinced himself with the saying, "If it's going to rain, it'll rain; if a mother wants to remarry, she'll remarry," and decided not to interfere with his mother's actions.

"So you're saying you won't stop her? Great, let's go. By the way, guess what your mom is wearing today." Zhao Yong happily pulled Liu Yu up and started walking again, abruptly bringing the topic back to square one.

"Why do you keep making me guess what my mom is wearing? What's going on?" Liu Yu instinctively felt something was wrong.

"Ahem, um... since you've said you won't stop me, then I'll tell you what happened yesterday when you went out to buy salt." Sure enough, something did happen during that time. With Zhao Yong's narration, Liu Yu finally filled in the last piece of the puzzle regarding her mother's seduction last night.

After Liu Yu left, Zhao Yong continued to pretend to be nonchalant, looking at the computer screen, but her mind was already elsewhere.

"How did things turn out like this?" she thought, running back to her room, constantly recalling her experiences and psychological changes over the past twenty days. She spent her days watching anime, chatting, and laughing with her two children, as if she had returned to her carefree childhood. Zhao Yong's image in her mind was becoming increasingly endearing. Partly because of the bet, and partly because she genuinely wanted to tease this sunny little boy, she gradually approached him, teasing him with her body, watching his complex expression of nervousness yet feigned indifference. She found herself increasingly enjoying it, finding it endlessly entertaining. Facing this child, she had lost much of her guard. As the bet drew near, the boy, despite her increasingly obvious teasing, showed little response. She began to doubt her own charm and worried that her son wouldn't admit to her seduction. Finally, in the last two days, she couldn't resist pressing her body against his.

Today, she had only planned to be a little more explicit, but unexpectedly, he pressed his arm against the strap of her bathrobe. She should have reminded him to remove his arm, but suddenly she didn't want to give up on this boy's first response. She crossed her own line and pulled open her bathrobe. Feeling it was inappropriate, she was about to leave the study, but her actions seemed to greatly encourage him; he actually intended to pull off his clothes himself. At this point, she intended to refuse him, but the boy's stubborn insistence stirred a strange desire for adventure within her. Driven by this desire, she finally crossed her original line again. After the bathrobe fell to the ground, her mind went blank until she was awakened by her son's exclamation.

So, how should she face this boy now? She had just sent her son away to find an excuse to dissuade Zhao Yong, but suddenly felt a pang of reluctance. Over the years, she had been surrounded by many men, but their overt or covert possessiveness had made her hesitant. It wasn't safe; she knew that. Men in the business world would betray for money, and she didn't want to see that ugliness again, so she had always protected her hardened exterior.

But could she trust this relatively naive boy? If she sensed something was wrong, she, as an adult, was capable enough to control the situation. Moreover, the firmness with which he held her bathrobe just now had given her a feeling of being conquered. Since she had built up her inner defenses, she had never experienced this before, making her feel like a woman again, something she longed for. If he left now, her mental defenses would only become stronger. Would she ever have another chance to experience this feeling again—this wonderful yet dangerous sensation… In just a few minutes, Yu Shi's thoughts had already wandered far into the distance, and her mindset had shifted. She decided to give in to her desires and experience once more the dangerous thrill Zhao Yong had given her. She knew very well that this was playing with fire, but at this moment, she was still going to fly towards the flames. Zhao Yong

sat in the study for another two or three minutes. Yu Shi came back to the study. She hadn't changed her clothes; she was still wearing the white bathrobe from before, and the belt had been re-tied. Only her still-flushed face still bore traces of the bathrobe incident. Seeing Yu Shi slowly walk to his side, facing him directly, neither speaking nor moving, with an air of settling scores, Zhao Yong had no choice but to turn around and face this beautiful aunt with a face as red as a peach blossom.

Now she was looking down at him, her superior posture, the natural psychological advantage of an adult over a teenager, and the ingrained sense of oppression from the past made Zhao Yong uneasy once again. Even though he had just personally undressed this woman, leaving her almost naked before him, and even though he was convinced she was trying to seduce him, he still felt guilty at this moment.

After a few seconds of eye contact, Zhao Yong couldn't hold back any longer. "Auntie, I..." "Xiao Yu went to buy salt, he'll probably be back in about half an hour..." He was interrupted after only a few words. Then, Zhao Yong saw those ivory-like jade hands slowly rise, grab the waistband of the bathrobe, and slowly pull it. As the belt was pulled open inch by inch, it was as if the scene from before was being replayed, and Zhao Yong's heart pounded violently.

The belt was completely pulled open again, the front of the bathrobe was open again, and those full jade breasts appeared before Zhao Yong's eyes again, the same two rosy nipples, the same red thong, this time the goddess was showing them off unabashedly. This time, Zhao Yong faced them directly, clearly seeing them spring out from under her clothes, their lively, vibrant movements and the two rosy glints tracing their paths proudly displaying their undiminished youthful vitality.

Her bathrobe slipped down to the beautiful woman's feet again, an overwhelming shyness welling up inside her, causing her entire body to flush. But her resolve was clear; she stood firmly before Zhao Yong, arms hanging naturally at her sides, eyes closed, enduring the young man's gaze without moving. She believed it was a burning gaze filled with desire; she could even feel the heat on her skin.

However, Zhao Yong's gaze shifted from cautious to astonished. If the beautiful aunt in front of him had been seducing him by letting him pull off her bathrobe earlier, then this was now a form of self-sacrifice. He didn't think he had such a strong attraction to this married woman and mother nicknamed "Fire Rose." What did she want? Zhao Yong didn't want to get pricked by the thorns or get burned by the flames for a moment of pleasure. But facing such a beautiful woman offered to him, doing nothing was neither appropriate nor satisfying. "Well then," Zhao Yong thought, "I'll be cautious and take it one step at a time. Let's see how much she can endure first, and then try to figure out what she really wants." He calmed himself, decided on his next move, and put his worries and doubts aside, his expression becoming a playful, amused smile.

Zhao Yong carefully examined the voluptuous woman's body before him. With Liu Yu present, he hadn't dared to look too closely, but now he began to admire her, starting with her alluring face. His gaze slid down her snow-white neck, where a red mole on her left forearm added to her captivating allure. Full breasts, a smooth, flat waist, and the deep valley between her legs, covered by her panties. Zhao Yong reached out and pinched the strap of Yu Shi's panties, slowly pulling it down as he had pulled her bathrobe earlier.

Yu Shi clearly felt the strap being pulled open inch by inch. A mixture of shyness, humiliation, and a nameless excitement surged within her. The thought of being stripped of her only modesty by a boy only a year older than her son sent a warm current through her, flowing from the pulled strap down to her lower abdomen, then exploding there, rushing up her spine to her brain, exploding there, causing her entire body to tremble.

Both men's attention was focused on the thin red strip of fabric. Time seemed to stretch on forever. With a soft "snap," the narrow panties, like a withered crimson petal, drifted down and landed on the ground between the woman's legs.

Once the panties hit the ground, the woman's body was truly exposed, revealing her meticulously trimmed pubic hair, forming an inverted triangle covering the lower part of her abdomen. Her most private area, her vulva, was now less than half a meter from Zhao Yong's face, subjected to his unabashed scrutiny. Zhao Yong saw that the two pale pink labia majora were tightly closed, faithfully protecting their owner's last secret, while also slightly pulsating, like a thirsty mouth yearning for rain.

"Stay calm, stay calm. The more composed you are now, the less risk you'll take, and the greater the potential reward later." Zhao Yong stopped again, withdrawing his hand from his classmate's mother's waist, and looked up quietly at her eyes, tightly closed in shyness.

After waiting a while, Yu Shi, finding no movement, fluttered her eyelashes, opened her eyes, and looked at Zhao Yong with a puzzled expression, only to be met with two mocking gazes. Biting her lip, she took a step forward, emerging from her underwear, her feet now positioned on either side of Zhao Yong's legs.

Zhao Yong mentally shouted, "Your small step, my giant leap!" He raised one hand again, palm up, four fingers curled except for the middle finger, and slowly, at a steady pace, moved towards the space between Yu Shi's thighs. He was confident Yu Shi understood the meaning of this universally understood gesture; now, he was going to let her witness firsthand how his fingers would violate and manipulate her body.

When his middle finger touched the tender flesh of her inner thigh, his fingertip felt a soft, moist sensation, accompanied by a tremor throughout her entire body. From that moment on, the room was no longer filled with the classmate's mother, no longer with the fiery rose of the business elite, but only with a woman who had suppressed her desires for years, eagerly awaiting the man's manipulation and conquest.

Zhao Yong watched Yu Shi's reaction with satisfaction, still remaining silent. His fingers repeatedly traced the slit between her labia, then circled around her vulva. He could clearly feel the slit becoming increasingly wet and its movements more intense, while the breathing above him grew heavier. This touch continued for two minutes. He wanted the beauty before him to react, but she remained silent.

"Ah..." Suddenly, his hard fingers forced open the slit, penetrating the soft flesh inside. When the long-awaited sensation of penetration arrived, Yu Shi could no longer maintain her composure. A delicate moan burst from her slightly parted red lips, echoing throughout the house. The soft flesh inside her vaginal walls suddenly convulsed violently, and streams of vaginal fluid gushed out, wetting the boy's entire hand.

The climax arrived so suddenly. A long-awaited feeling of pleasure enveloped Yu Shi. The boy's fingers seemed to possess a magical power that surpassed her own. Just a few minutes of caressing and one penetration had exceeded the greatest pleasure she could obtain with her own fingers.

The mother, her body limp after the climax, collapsed onto the boy. A strange sensation filled her senses—the feeling of being embraced by a stranger. Simultaneously, an overwhelming mix of shame and fear surged within her. From beginning to end, this boy had only used a single finger to touch her body. With just a point of contact, he had completely taken control of her body. How many women had this seemingly innocent 16-year-old boy already toyed with?

"Just as Xiaoyu said, he's not the well-behaved boy he appears to be." Yu Shi finally felt a pang of worry. She wasn't sure if she would completely succumb to this young man. He had only used a finger; what would happen if it were his much thicker, harder penis? "I should have never let my son choose the biggest one," a bizarre resentment welled up inside her.

The lingering pleasure and the stranger's scent made Yu Shi unable to think clearly. She had to temporarily suppress her thoughts and satisfy her immediate desires.

"Carry me upstairs." Four words were softly uttered by the red lips close to Zhao Yong's ear.

Chapter Four: Three Choices

"And then you carried my mom upstairs?" Hearing Zhao Yong's smug account, Liu Yu couldn't help but ask again.

"No, let me explain slowly."

Hearing the beauty in his arms's surrender-like request, Zhao Yong became even more certain that he had gained the upper hand in his relationship with this beautiful woman. But this was, after all, his brother's mother, a brother who had stood up for him. He needed to consider his brother's attitude; doing these things behind his back would be exposed sooner or later, so it was better to be frank and confirm things first. Now, on the one hand, he needed to leave room for maneuver, and on the other hand, he needed to further strengthen his advantage over this woman.

Therefore, Zhao Yong refused the woman's request, and under her disappointed gaze, asked her to walk back to the bedroom herself. After the woman turned and took a step, he immediately followed behind her, his middle finger once again plunging into the muddy crevice it had just violated.

"Mmm...ah," no, slower, slower, mmm, no... Zhao Yong thrust his fingers into his classmate's mother's vagina while watching her struggle to climb the stairs, her brows furrowed. Her body, still recovering from an orgasm, struggled to endure his deeper ministrations and to complete the task of returning to her room. This short distance took three or four minutes, requiring her to stop and rest almost every five steps, while the thrusting never ceased. Her body, deprived of male affection for so long, was already extremely sensitive, and in the post-orgasmic state, Yu Shi had never imagined walking could be so difficult. When she saw her large bed appear before her, Yu Shi immediately mustered all her strength and collapsed onto it, tears welling in her eyes. "Waaaaah... You bad guy, you devil, how could you do this to me like this? It's so embarrassing!" After only half a minute of rest, her body, its desire fully aroused, craved an even more fulfilling feeling. This made Yu Shi involuntarily prop her legs up, assuming the position she most resisted—like a bitch. "Hmm, come in, come in..." Zhao Yong, however, was in no hurry. He hadn't intended to devour this beauty halfway through. He simply walked to the woman's side, carefully caressing her body with both hands while continuing to humiliate her verbally. He felt that the pleasure derived from humiliation seemed to outweigh the physical stimulation.

"Auntie, what are you saying? What do you mean by 'go in'? Go in where?" "Your...that thing...go in...go in inside me." "Which one? This is all so nonsensical, who can understand it?" One hand had already grasped a snow-white, tender breast, while the other hand was sliding up the woman's thigh towards her buttocks.

"It's...it's about putting your...that...meat...penis...inside me." Her body's hunger made her do everything she could to obey the boy behind her, but the crude words were still subconsciously glossed over; this wasn't the answer Zhao Yong wanted.

So the caresses became more detailed, the stimulation more intense, but always away from the center that could produce pleasure.

"Don't torture me like this, please, please, quickly put your big cock into my little hole, my little hole can't take it anymore, I'm going to be driven crazy by you..." Zhao Yong got a satisfactory answer, but he didn't fulfill the request made by his classmate's mother, who had abandoned her dignity. It was still his fingers that were inserted into the wet little hole.

"No, Auntie," came the cruel words as his fingers thrust in and out, "You just said Liu Yu would be back in half an hour, and 15 minutes have already passed. If you don't want him to find out, you'll need another 5 minutes to tidy up the room. The remaining 10 minutes aren't enough for me to fuck you even once." "Huh?" The woman on the bed froze. Her son, she had forgotten about him.

"Besides, if I fuck you, how will I face Liu Yu afterwards?" In Zhao Yong's view, this was indeed a very serious problem.

"Um... this, this... don't worry, ah... your fingers, uh... so powerful, Auntie wants, um... ah... to be fucked to death by your... fingers... ahhhhhh..." "Oh?" Zhao Yong was pleasantly surprised to find that as his fingers explored from different angles, the woman beneath him suddenly became more violent. "I can actually touch her G-spot! This woman will definitely never leave me now." "Auntie, if you want to find a man, you can just go anywhere on the street. Why did you have to seduce a little kid like me?" Taking advantage of the mother's slightly dazed state from being manipulated by his fingers, Zhao Yong decided to resolve his doubts.

"Ah... originally, originally I just... just planned to seduce her a little, then, then... never mind, ah ah..." The process of her inner thoughts was intermittently revealed by Yu Shi, but she didn't mention the absurd bet. Yu Shi subconsciously didn't want Zhao Yong to know that she was just a tool in the bet. Only then did Zhao Yong realize that he had really gotten a great deal by chance. "It seems that what this woman needs is the feeling of being conquered by a man under the premise of safety and security." "Play with your breasts." Zhao Yong's other hand released Yu Shi's breasts and wandered over Yu Shi's body. Her smooth back, round buttocks, and trembling body all made Zhao Yong happy. What a beautiful and sensitive body.

"Mmm, mmm... breasts... so comfortable..." Yu Shi was no longer able to think. Following Zhao Yong's instructions, she grabbed one of her breasts and began to knead it, helping the boy arouse her desire. Her body trembled more and more violently.

"A beauty," Zhao Yong thought.

"I'm... I'm going to climax, ah... I'm going to climax, I'm going to climax ahhhhhh..." An unprecedentedly intense climax caused her juices to gush out like a tide from her wanton hole, splashing water all over the sheets and the floor in front of the bed.

"Turn over." After the climax, Yu Shi, limp and exhausted, struggled to turn over and lie on her back on the bed. Her legs spread wide open on their own, showing Zhao Yong her constantly opening and closing hole, enjoying the boy's caresses on her front. An unprecedented sense of happiness made her want to please him as much as possible.

"Auntie, how horny are you? One finger made you squirt. With such a sensitive body, can you really handle my cock?" Zhao Yong put his wet finger to Yu Shi's mouth. Yu Shi looked at it, closed her eyes slightly, opened her mouth, and gently sucked it clean.

"Mmm...you're so annoying." Yu Shi's body radiated an alluring glow as she weakly whined, "It's all because your fingers are so amazing, making me so horny. You, you...I'm just not feeling well today, I'm sure, I can handle it." Her voice trailed off, but Zhao Yong heard her clearly. He continued to reach out and scrape the fluid from between Yu Shi's legs, feeding it to her. Yu Shi blushed and swallowed it all, her feelings of humiliation and excitement lingering.

"Alright then, that's enough for today. Tomorrow, when you're in better shape, we'll have a proper battle, hehehehe." Feeling that time was about right, Zhao Yong withdrew his hand, his lewd laughter making Yu Shi wish she could disappear into the floor.

Zhao Yu returned to his study. After resting for a few minutes, Yu Shi got up, changed the sheets, wiped away the semen on the floor, and quickly rinsed herself off. She then rushed downstairs to the study, put her underwear and bathrobe back on. Watching his classmate's mother dressed so openly in front of him, Zhao Yu was certain he had completely conquered her. Now she was anticipating the pleasure he would bring her tomorrow, so he decided to give her a little more.

"Auntie, I am, after all, Liu Yu's classmate, and you are my elder. This kind of relationship isn't quite appropriate. I know you value your reputation. How about this, since I'm not coming over until tomorrow, you have a day to consider it." "Consider what?" Yu Shi was completely taken aback by Zhao Yu's words.

"Think about what kind of relationship you plan to have with me. I'll give you three choices: First, go back to a normal classmate-aunt relationship, and forget about today's events.

Second, keep our promise, which is to sleep together tomorrow and then resume a normal relationship. I mean what I say, and I'll give you a pleasurable experience with my penis. Third, you can become my woman from now on, long-term and forever. I'll keep you by my side for life and give you all sorts of different pleasures."

Zhao Yong finally finished recounting what happened last night, and Liu Yu's emotions fluctuated with Zhao Yong's detailed description. "What does all this have to do with what my mom wore today?" Liu Yu had already guessed.

"Hehe, looks like you guessed it too. That's right, your mom wearing different clothes today represents different choices." This kid is really carefree; in such a short time, he's already completely unconcerned about Liu Yu's reaction.

"Then tell me, what clothes should you wear for each of the three options? I can't just guess randomly." "If your mom chooses the first option, then just wear any ordinary loungewear." Hearing this, it seemed the latter two options weren't "ordinary." Liu Yu felt nervous yet excited.

"And the second option?"

"If your mom chooses the second option, a one-night stand, then, she should be naked and wait for me at home." "What?! How is that possible? Even if my mom dares to take her clothes off in front of you, I'll be there too! How is she going to explain this to me?" This was completely unexpected for Liu Yu, and this was only the second option. What about the third option?

"You two are truly mother and son; you even have the same worries. Your mom said the same thing yesterday." "So what did you say?" "I told her to figure it out herself. I believe Fire Rose's wisdom can handle this kind of small matter perfectly well, haha." "...That's it for the second option, but what about the third?" Despite feeling it shouldn't be this way, Liu Yu still felt a strange excitement welling up inside him.

"If she wants to choose the third option, then..." Zhao Yong paused here, looking at Liu Yu with a sly grin.

"Just tell me already, stop beating around the bush," Liu Yu snapped, furious.

"If she wants to choose the third option, then she has to shave her pubic hair clean, take off all her clothes, and wait for me at home. I need to be able to clearly see her breasts and vagina as soon as I enter the house. Her nipples need to be erect, and her vagina needs to be wet. She has to maintain this position so I can see clearly until I look away." Zhao Yong finished in one breath, so smug that he almost tripped and fell into the ditch by the roadside. Liu Yu, however, was completely stunned. He never expected Zhao Yong to give his mother such a humiliating choice, especially in front of him.

"I have a condition."

"What condition?"

"If I guess right, you can't hide things between you and my mom from me from now on." "From now on? Looks like you've already chosen the third option. No problem, brother, you're so generous of not stopping me from playing with your mom, so you'll definitely get your share of the benefits later. But I also have a condition; you have to cooperate with me for a bit, like this..." After listening to what Zhao Yong said, Liu Yu felt that the first option would be a complete disappointment for his mother, who had been suppressing her feelings for so long. And the second option, since she had already paid the price of being completely naked, was not worth it for just one night of sexual bliss. Only the third option, although it seemed absurd, was the most likely.

The two had finished talking, and they arrived at Liu Yu's house. Looking at his own little house, Liu Yu was nervous and expectant. He wanted to know what excuse his mother would give him if she really took off her clothes and waited at home.

Chapter 5 The Fallen Territory

Arriving at Liu Yu's house, Liu Yu took out his key and opened the door. Zhao Yong went in first, and Liu Yu followed with conflicted expectations.

"Ah, why are you back so early?" Liu Yu heard his mother's exclamation as soon as he entered. Turning his head in the direction of the sound, he saw his mother sitting on the sofa, drying her wet hair with a towel in both hands. Sure enough, she was completely

naked. His mother had one foot on the floor and the other on the sofa, her upper body naturally facing the doorway. Both her breasts were fully visible, and her legs were spread more than 140 degrees, revealing a thin slit between her smooth, hairless abdomen to the two boys.

"It really is the third type. This position is clearly designed so Zhao Yong can see everything," Liu Yu thought, feeling a sense of relief mixed with unease, yet his eyes remained glued to his mother.

"Mom, Mom just finished showering. I thought you wouldn't be back for a while. Oh, you guys go inside first, I'll get you drinks after I get dressed." The excuse was alright, but this wasn't the end of it. Liu Yu thought to himself, "Let's see how you explain this next." Despite his inner turmoil, he still had to keep his promise to cooperate with Zhao Yong. "How could that be? We came back about ten minutes later than usual today! And Mom, why didn't you even wear a towel? Look, my classmate saw everything! Three points exposed, no, four points! Even if you covered yourself, you could have at least spread your legs wide for him to see!" "Oh, really? Did Mom misread the time? Three o'clock, um, four o'clock? Oh well, it's too late to cover up now. He's already seen everything anyway, one glance or two glances don't make a difference. You two little devils got off easy. Xiao Yong, Auntie was rude, please don't mind." Yu Shi avoided her son's gaze, blushing as she turned to Zhao Yong.

"How could I mind? Auntie's body is so beautiful, it's my blessing to see it. I wish I could keep looking at it." It's no wonder Zhao Yong's tone was so brazen; he had already taken care of both the mother and son, only the naked woman in front of him, who was shamelessly showing her her body, was unaware of it.

"Well, okay, then, you two go inside first, Auntie will entertain you later," Yu Shi said, even though she had already made up her mind, she still hoped this scene would end as soon as possible. Although her explanation to her son was acceptable, continuing would likely expose her again. Her eyes were full of pleading as she looked at Zhao Yong.

"Okay," Zhao Yong said, satisfied after seeing that Yu Shi's nipples were indeed erect and her vulva was slightly moist. He walked towards the study, his eyes never leaving Yu Shi's body. Yu Shi remembered Zhao Yong's request. Seeing that he still wouldn't look away, she had no choice but to slowly turn her body to follow his movements, putting her leg down from the sofa. Worried about her private parts being blocked, she spread her other leg further out. "It's come to this point; it's too late to give up now," she comforted herself. By the time the two boys reached the study door, she had to lift her other leg and place it on the sofa.

Seeing this, Liu Yu knew it was his turn to speak again. "Mom, what's wrong? Why are you deliberately turning your body around? Are you giving Zhao Yong a private display?" "No, Mom's just tired and changing positions. Anyway, anyway, he's already been looking for a while. Hurry up and go inside, stop being naughty." Zhao Yong finally turned and went into the study. The mother and son outside the door breathed a sigh of relief. Liu Yu turned back to his mother. Yu Shi was about to pull her leg back from the sofa to cover her private parts, but she had to stop, otherwise she would really have to explain it as being shown to Zhao Yong.

"Mom, how can you be so bold? This is more than just seduction." "This, this is actively seducing him! If, if he still doesn't dare to go for Mom, then Mom wins!" The beautiful woman, though embarrassed by being naked in front of her son, still stubbornly insisted.

"..." Liu Yu finally entered the study, and soon heard his mother running upstairs.

"Congratulations, you guessed right," Zhao Yong's sunny face was adorned with a lewd smile, making one want to kick him.

"Damn it, don't act innocent after getting the benefit. You've made things difficult for such a beauty as my mom. You better be serious," Liu Yu's resentment was stirred up, and he said unwillingly.

"Haha, bro, you did a great job just now. Look how red your mom was from head to toe! You were so clever, you didn't give her any face at all. Wait a minute, I'll keep my word and get you some more perks." With that, Zhao Yu slipped out of the study, deliberately saying loudly, "Xiao Yu, turn on the computer first, I'm going to clean the toilet." Then, with a bang, the door slammed shut, followed by light footsteps going upstairs.

"He's pretty good at pretending," Liu Yu muttered, turning on the computer with his head down after hearing the footsteps.

A little while later, Zhao Yong returned. Liu Yu looked at him, but he waved his hand and said nothing. A few minutes later, Mom also came downstairs to the study.

For the next half hour, the three of them were still in the same spot as yesterday, watching the same anime. Mom was still standing next to Zhao Yong, wearing a black bathrobe, just like yesterday's, without buttons, only a belt around her waist. The difference today was that the belt wasn't used to fasten the robe from the front, but rather pulled back, tying the entire front of the robe behind her. There were no underwear to cover it, brazenly exposing her entire front. When Liu Yu asked, her excuse was still that she'd already seen it, so she'd let them see a little longer. Liu Yu was speechless at this self-deceptive answer, and at the same time, he understood that this was the "perk" Zhao Yong had mentioned earlier.

No one cared about the content of the anime anymore; Liu Yu had already noticed out of the corner of his eye that Zhao Yong's hand had reached behind his mother. Although he couldn't see what he was doing, he guessed it was either touching her buttocks or probing her vagina.

After a while, Zhao Yong seemed no longer satisfied with such quiet play; he raised his hand and gently patted her round buttocks twice. The soft "slapping" sound startled the beautiful woman beside her. She quickly glanced at her son, who was still facing the computer. "Thank goodness, he probably hasn't noticed," she thought. Then she felt the mischievous hand pushing her forward from behind. She looked at Zhao Yong and reluctantly took a small step forward.

At this moment, Yu Shi's body had moved to the side and front of Liu Yu and Zhao Yong. From Liu Yu's angle, he could clearly see one of her bare breasts and buttocks. The black nightgown, like a sleeved cape, hung down behind her snow-white body, creating a striking contrast that was both alluring and dazzling.

Zhao Yong's hand returned to Yu Shi's buttocks. The snow-white flesh of her buttocks deformed and trembled with the movement of his fingers, revealing its softness and elasticity. His hand slid down to her thighs, exploring inch by inch along her long, straight, beautiful legs, from the outside to the inside, from her left leg to her right, until her body began to writhe as her legs rubbed against each other. Only then did he pat her inner thighs to separate them.

Yu Shi's legs were slightly wider than shoulder-width apart, and she finally felt her most thirsty little hole being caressed. At this moment, a feeling of gratitude welled up in Yu Shi's heart. She was grateful for the playful touch of this boy who was about 20 years younger than her. This psychological transformation had occurred at an unexpected speed in just one day and one night.

Since Zhao Yong left last night, she had been torn between the three choices he had given her, unable to make a decision. This morning, she sat in front of the mirror, carefully examining her face. It was a youthful face, exactly the same as it had been over ten years ago. The difference was that now, her dark, watery eyes were filled with a poetic, dreamy affection, and the slightly upturned corners of her mouth couldn't hide the springtime joy after a long drought. The desire in her long-empty body had been completely ignited by the boy's bewitching fingers, and her entire body was screaming to relive that feeling. So she eliminated the first option. Then, she eliminated the second option in just a few seconds. "Xiaoyu said that his thing is the biggest among them. Even his fingers have played with me like this. If I've been penetrated by that thing once, how could I possibly leave? Since I feel happy this way, then so be it. As for my son, it would be best if I could get away with it, but if I really can't, I'll just have to be honest with him. Anyway, it's all because of his irresponsible bet." Having made her decision, she didn't hesitate any longer, got up, and went into the bathroom. In the afternoon, she bought groceries early, cleaned the kitchen, and began practicing the positions she would use when Zhao Yong came in that evening. She practiced repeatedly, carefully considering all possible scenarios. Fortunately, everything went relatively smoothly. Although her son seemed somewhat dissatisfied, he was eventually convinced by her own reasoning.

However, she couldn't let her son find out in her current state. Leaving her body exposed for her son's classmates to play with was something that couldn't be hidden no matter what. As she felt the climax approaching, she wanted to escape the room immediately, but her body resisted her brain's commands, remaining motionless. "Am I out of strength or...? I'll be discovered, I'll definitely be discovered, I can't let this happen, I have to, I have to leave..." "That's right, Mom," at this critical moment, Liu Yu suddenly turned around and said. Yu Shi's body instantly stiffened, her expression first freezing, then contorting involuntarily. It took her a while to recover, panting slightly. Zhao Yong also discreetly withdrew his hand. Although everything could be exposed without any problem, it couldn't be exposed now. For this young woman with such a strong reaction to shame, that would take away a lot of the fun.

"Mom, what's wrong?" This was already a rhetorical question.

"Oh, my back suddenly hurts a little. What were you going to say?" She quickly diverted her son's attention.

"Oh, Zhao Yong's parents have gone out again and won't be back until next Monday. Let him stay at our house this weekend." "Ah, oh, okay, no problem, welcome. Mom will go cook first, you two have fun." "How about it, this is a good perk, right?" Zhao Yong asked softly after watching Yu Shi walk out with her legs tucked together and her white buttocks swaying.

"What did you say to my mom again? Why is she dressed like this?" "Hehe, I told her she has to wear clothes, but tonight she has to keep her breasts and cunt exposed. Hmm, but we can't let her keep using the excuse that her body is already exposed and it doesn't matter. Never mind for now, but before I come again next week, you have to put some pressure on her and make her try to think of other excuses. Let's see what other excuses she can come up with to get fucked." "I said, can you please respect my mom a little? Even if she wants to sleep with you, don't humiliate her like this." "Didn't I tell you? Your mom is more sensitive to psychological shame than to physical shame. This is the correct way to use your mom." Looking at Zhao Yong's hateful lewd smile, Liu Yu was a little scared. He didn't know what kind of state this seemingly sunny but actually lewd guy would end up with his mother. Liu Yu decided to make one last effort. "You're not planning to turn my mom into a sex slave like a bitch without any self-respect, are you? I won't agree to that." "No way. Putting aside whether we have the professional knowledge to train her properly, even if we could, a woman as exquisite as your mom shouldn't be wasted like that. I plan to train her into a truly seductive and wanton woman, someone who craves all kinds of perverse sex, but who maintains her dignity and sense of shame. Most importantly, she has to be obedient and not be promiscuous with just anyone. She has to be promiscuous under my control, which is safer." "How do you plan to do that?" "Don't rush, take it slow. By the way, let's both collect more information on this topic, foreign works or novels, but we have to analyze the methods in the novels clearly before deciding whether to use them, because the plots there may not be applicable to reality." Zhao Yong seemed to have already made up his mind. Although Liu Yu was still a little uncomfortable, his somewhat twisted mind made him acquiesce to Zhao Yong's plan.

"Xiao Yu, Xiao Yong, come out for dinner," Yu Shi's voice came soon after.

"Come on, let's continue watching your mom's pussy exhibition, haha, pussy exhibition, you're quite good at inventing new terms, so fitting." The two walked out of the study.

During the meal, Zhao Yong didn't do anything out of line, but Liu Yu could see his mother's body taking every opportunity to thrust her breasts and shake them above the table, her legs spread almost 180 degrees under the table, definitely trying to show Zhao Yong her girlish, hairless pussy, anticipating the pleasure he would bring her that night.

Her physical defenses were about to fall, but her mental defenses had already been breached.

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