The secret between me and my mother

My mother is a clothing wholesale agent. Because I didn't do well in school, after graduating from middle school, I followed my mother all over the country, traveling to many places. But I only did some manual labor for my mother, while her middle school friends stayed at the headquarters. I was truly her follower.

This time, my mother brought me from home to Dongguan. I had never been to Dongguan before. This time, my mother was planning to make a big splash. I also brought my laptop and my mother's secretary. The three of us came from Hubei to Dongguan Zhicheng Garment Factory, where we were going to discuss business.

It's a very large garment factory, and its products are sold to inland China. We came here to discuss the regional agency rights. All the goods will be sold here. Price is the key point of this negotiation. There are also some other issues that my mother believes she should handle personally and negotiate well.

The factory manager is very young, looking only about thirty-five or thirty-six years old. He is tall, quite refined, and wears gold-rimmed glasses. His eyes behind the glasses keep glancing at my mother. The deputy factory director was over fifty years old, and the only thing they had in common was that I felt they were both interested in my mother's body. On the way to the hotel that day, I reminded my mother,

"Mom, what do you think of this factory director? I feel there's something wrong with him." I didn't dare to directly tell my mother that their eyes were constantly fixed on her.

"Son, don't be afraid to speak your mind," my mother turned to me and said.

"I can't quite put my finger on it, let's talk about it later," I glanced at the secretary. My mother understood.

When we got to the room, my mother and I shared a room, and that's when I finally spoke to her.

"Mom, I feel like those two men are always staring at you, they have bad intentions," I said to my mother.

"Son, you mean Director Zhang and Director Li, really?" My mother was a little skeptical.

"Really, Mom, I'm not lying to you, I'm very sensitive to these things." I tried my best to make my mother understand what I meant.

But my mother seemed unmoved.

“Son, I’m already fifty-four this year. What chance do you have of anyone who would want me? And besides, you need to get the hang of your job quickly so I don’t have to worry about

you anymore. That Factory Manager Zhang, he’s so young and already owns such a big factory. Clearly, I don’t have a bad impression of him.” “Mom, I’m not saying anything more. Think what you want. To be honest, you don’t look like someone over fifty. You have such fair skin and you dress so well. Anyway, I’ve already said it. Think about it yourself.” Just as my mother was about to say something more, the phone rang. I quickly answered it.

“Hello, is this Ms. Liu Jinfeng’s room?” I knew immediately it was Factory Manager Zhang. I handed the phone to my mother irritably.

My mother answered the phone, listened to Factory Manager Zhang’s words, nodded and said yes, and finally hung up. Turning to me, she said,

“Son, they’re inviting us to dinner tonight. They’re already waiting downstairs. Let’s go down.”

My mother went to the bathroom to change her clothes. She changed into a yellow suit; the V-neck of the top plunged just below her chest, revealing a white lace double-strap tank top underneath, paired with flesh-colored stockings and white high-heeled slippers.

I went to my mother and hugged her. "Mom, you look so beautiful." Actually, my mother and I often do these affectionate things; my father doesn't mind, and my mother especially likes it.

"Son, don't mess up my hair," my mother said, spraying perfume on herself.

The three of us went downstairs. When the two factory managers saw my mother, their eyes widened slightly, but they quickly regained their composure. During the meal, the two managers kept toasting my mother, and both she and I drank quite a bit. Also present were some of their factory's middle management; almost all the business managers were there, about ten people in total. We ate and talked, gaining a deeper understanding of their factory and strengthening our confidence in cooperating with them.

Afterwards, they invited us to visit their factory again to check some documents. I was discussing contract details with the deputy factory manager in the office, while my mother and the factory manager were looking at samples in their fitting room.

I talked with the deputy factory manager for almost half an hour, gaining a deeper understanding of their samples and designs, but my mother still hadn't arrived. I started to worry, as she had drunk quite a bit during the meeting. I asked the deputy factory manager for directions to the fitting room.

I stumbled my way to the fitting room where the client was looking at samples, but I hadn't come immediately; I had gone to the restroom and wasn't entirely familiar with the way, so I slowly made my way there. When I arrived, I found that the deputy factory manager had already arrived before me, but he hadn't gone in.

I tapped him on the shoulder from behind, and he jumped. He put his finger to his lips, signaling me to be quiet. Then he pointed inside. I wish I hadn't looked; what I saw was truly shocking.

The factory manager and my mother were slumped over the large table in the conference room. My mother's suit jacket was unbuttoned, but the factory manager's tie was also off; he was sitting behind my mother. He kissed his mother's ear. Both their faces were flushed. His mother took off her top, and the factory manager stripped down to his underwear.

He removed his mother's high-heeled slippers, gently held her small feet, and kissed the instep with his tongue.

His mother chuckled, "Little Zhang, why do you like my feet so much? Ah, oh, it tickles."

"Sister, I liked you the moment I saw you, really, sister, I'll listen to whatever you say,"

he stammered. His hands still held her feet, but his mouth moved to her calves. Because her legs were raised, her already short skirt rode up even higher, revealing the top of her wide-banded, non-slip stockings.

His mouth moved from her calves to her thighs, focusing on the inside of her thighs. His mother held his head, moaning softly.

I never imagined my mother would sleep with someone other than my father. Although I usually thought her clothes were a bit extravagant and not appropriate for someone her age, I figured business people should dress well to increase their chances of success. But I never expected my mother, in her fifties, to have an affair with a thirty-eight-year-old man.

They were in a 69 position; Director Zhang had pulled down my mother's skirt, and she was on top. Director Zhang's penis was fully erect, and my mother, through her panties, took part of his penis into her mouth. At that moment, I could see my mother's panties clearly—a pair of all-white, transparent lace panties, held together only by two straps at the waist. Director Zhang pulled the panties aside and inserted his tongue into my mother's vagina.

At this moment, Mom released the penis, which was still covered by underwear, and pulled down the pants. Zhang's pants sprang out. Mom stood up, then leaned back on the table, gently grasping Zhang's penis with her left hand and sucking his testicles into her mouth, making soft sucking sounds.

"Big sister, you're so amazing, I feel so good," Zhang said to Mom.

Mom smiled in response, moving her tongue further down, her left hand still playing with Zhang's penis. She wasn't vigorously stroking it up and down, but rather gently, sometimes with more pressure, and occasionally changing the position of her grip. Mom's movements seemed quite practiced.

"Big sister, my ass feels so good, you really know how to use it, good, mmm," Zhang cried out loudly, unable to control himself anymore.

At that moment, I couldn't hold back any longer. I kicked the door open. Deputy Factory Director Li, Factory Director Zhang, and my mother, who were following behind me, were all stunned. I didn't care about anything else; I pulled Deputy Factory Director Li inside, closed the door, and rushed to my mother and Director Zhang's side. They were both at a loss. My mother had already gotten to the ground and was about to pick up her shirt to explain, but I was faster.

I grabbed my mother's face, forced her mouth open, pulled down my pants, took out my underwear, and shoved it into her mouth. Perhaps alcohol really does cloud judgment; I didn't care that the person in front of me was my mother, but only treated her as a tool for sexual release. I grabbed my mother's head and slammed it against my crotch.

At this point, the two factory directors understood what was happening and came over. The three of us laid my mother down on the table. Director Zhang and I stood in front of her, one on each side. My mother held both of our penises, sucking on the left, then the right.

Deputy Factory Director Li, standing behind my mother, pulled down her tank top, exposing her breasts, which were already braless. For her age, she was remarkably well-preserved. Although she had a few gray hairs, she didn't look old at all. I rarely saw my mother like this. She was only wearing a small tank top, strapless and hanging down to her abdomen, her panties pulled down to one side. She was kneeling in front of me and Factory Director Zhang, one hand on each of hers, a penis in her arms. Deputy Factory Director Li's hand was playing with her buttocks.

Just a few hours earlier, I had warned my mother to be careful of these two men, but little did I know that a few hours later, I would be playing with her alongside them.

My mother's tongue lightly licked the base of my penis, occasionally sucking my testicles into her mouth, sometimes biting them with her teeth, sometimes spitting them out, licking near her anus.

Since I arrived, my mother's focus had been on me. Factory Director Zhang was getting impatient; he pulled my mother away and was about to penetrate me. At this moment, I cleverly asked my mother, "Mom, what do you want to do?"

"I'll do whatever you say," my mother said, giving me a flirtatious look.

I pulled my mother down and pressed her beneath me. My mother tried to spread her legs as wide as possible, and my penis pressed against her vulva, but I just couldn't penetrate her. My

mother then gripped my penis and took a deep breath. "Come on, son," she said, and I thrust forward with all my might. My penis returned to the place I had been to more than twenty years ago, except that last time it was my whole body, while this time it was my clone.

My hands pressed against the table, and only then did Director Zhang have his chance. He placed my mother's head on his lap, and his penis near her mouth. My mother immediately grasped Director Zhang's penis and sucked it into her mouth. I thrust into my mother more than a hundred times like this. My mother's breasts bounced wildly, and her hair spread across Director Zhang's thighs.

At this moment, Deputy Factory Director Li had no other seats. He was clearly a foot fetishist like Director Zhang. He hugged my mother's beautiful legs and put her small feet, still clad in flesh-colored stockings, into his mouth to suck. He sucked on her toes, each one, and lightly licked her soles with his tongue. Even through the stockings, my mother still felt an unbearable itch.

After sucking on my mother's left foot, Deputy Factory Director Li sucked on her right foot. Soon, both of my mother's feet were covered in his saliva.

My mother then pushed Director Zhang away and pushed me down onto the table. She turned over and pressed me down, her pear-shaped breasts hanging in front of me. Without hesitation, I sucked them into my mouth, while my other hand played with her other breast.

Director Zhang then walked behind my mother, gently pulled her buttocks apart, and lightly smeared her vaginal fluid on her anus. He then gently inserted his finger into her anus, using the fluid as a base.

"Ah, gently, son, don't bite, Director Zhang, gently, umm."

The mother's cries abruptly stopped. Her little mouth had been penetrated by Deputy Director Li Gu's penis. After a few strokes of lubrication, Director Zhang felt the time was right. He put a granular condom on his penis, forcefully pulled apart his mother's buttocks, and slowly pushed his penis into her anus. His mother's already somewhat pained face showed even more agony.

"Ugh, umm." His mother's muffled groans excited Deputy Director Li even more. Taking advantage of his mother's mouth opening wider in pain, he held her head and thrust his penis all the way in, truly achieving deep throating. His mother, also in pain, clung to Deputy Director Li's waist with both hands, squeezing his thighs tightly.

Then I saw Director Zhang's condom. Seeing my mother's pain, I gently patted her buttocks, trying to make her feel better. Director Zhang, seeing this, slapped my mother's buttocks hard, leaving red handprints.

Director Zhang and I coordinated perfectly. When I penetrated my mother's vagina, he gently pulled out; when he forcefully thrust into her anus, I gently withdrew. When my mother tried to cry out, Deputy Director Li above her didn't give in either, thrusting into my mother's vagina. With the combined efforts of the three of us, my mother truly achieved satisfaction.

Perhaps because my mother's anus was tight, Director Zhang was the first to give in. After thrusting into my mother over two hundred times, he suddenly increased the speed. At that moment, I also felt my mother's vagina tighten, and Director Zhang began to cry out.

"Big sister, I can't take it anymore, your anus is so tight, it's killing me." At this moment, Deputy Factory Director Li cleverly pulled his penis away, and Mom's saliva dripped from her mouth onto the table, forming a line with Deputy Factory Director Li's penis. Mom half-closed her eyes, panting. Her whole face was red.

"I can't take it anymore either, I just feel my penis being squeezed tighter and tighter, suddenly Mom hugged me tightly, Factory Director Zhang gripped Mom's buttocks hard, thrusting all the way in, then almost pulling out, then thrusting all the way in again, doing this several times, Mom collapsed weakly on top of me, Factory Director Zhang suddenly stopped, his hips pressed tightly against Mom's buttocks. He also reached orgasm.

Before Factory Director Zhang got off, Deputy Factory Director Li, with speed that no one else could match, quickly put on contraception and was about to have sex with Mom. I made Mom turn around, her hips straddling my penis, Mom's full body looked even more alluring from behind.

Deputy Factory Director Li put on the granular contraceptive I placed the condom-covered penis near my mother's mouth, and she started sucking.

Perhaps because of the alcohol, I hadn't felt the urge to ejaculate yet. After the condom was completely wet, my mother spat out her saliva, and I lifted her buttocks and put the pellet-shaped condom on her as well.

Then I inserted my penis into my mother's anus. Ah, it was so tight. At this moment, Deputy Factory Director Li also inserted his penis into my mother's vagina.

My hands were frantically squeezing my mother's breasts from behind, while Deputy Factory Director Li was passionately kissing my mother's face. My mother kept trying to escape, which only made him thrust even harder into her vagina.

"Ah, God, so strong, be gentle, you perverts, using these things, oh." "Mom kept moaning. Clearly, she wasn't used to the condoms.

But we didn't care, we kept going. Mom's legs, clad in stockings, were curled up, occasionally stretching outwards.

The wet parts of her stockings occasionally touched Deputy Factory Director Li's legs, but this only excited him more.

We held Mom's buttocks with all four hands and thrust hard. Deputy Factory Director Li was getting old; after more than three hundred thrusts into Mom's vagina, he finally couldn't hold on any longer. He collapsed weakly onto Mom, ejaculating his meager semen into the condom.

Seeing Mom's lewd state, I sped up. Combined with the tightness of Mom's anus, I finally couldn't hold on either. I pulled Mom away and shoved my penis into her mouth again. I ejaculated inside her mouth.

All my semen shot into Mom's mouth. We were all exhausted and collapsed onto the conference table, too tired to move."

Just then, my phone rang. It was my secretary. She was worried because we hadn't returned for so long, so she called. We had originally planned to come again, but we decided against it. My mother and I got dressed and went back to the hotel.

This business trip went exceptionally smoothly from then on; we successfully obtained the agency rights. Since that trip, I've enjoyed going on business trips with my mother even more. Whenever my father asks me why I like business trips so much, I always just smile and don't answer.

Because it's a secret between my mother and me.

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