[Saving the Beautiful Mother] Author: lustclown

Saving 　　My 　　Beautiful 　　 Mother 　　Author
: 　　lustclown
********** 　　...　　　　　　I usually do strength training on weekends, and the combination of deep squats and deadlifts 　　leaves me exhausted, so I thought I'd take a shower. But today, for some reason, 　　the water supply to the gym's showers was broken and they were repairing it. The repairman told me to wait about 20 minutes. I initially 　　planned to kill time by using the internet in the lobby, but then I remembered my home was nearby, so I decided to just go home. 　　This decision changed many things for me; perhaps if I hadn't gone home and had waited at the gym that day, 　　none of what happened later would have occurred. 　　When I got home, the lobby was empty, and there was no sound from upstairs, so I guessed my mother was out. I filled 　　the bathtub with water, ready to soak for a while. I took off my clothes, comfortably lay down in the tub 　　, casually pulled the shower curtain closed, and rested my head against the edge of the tub with my eyes shut. The intense 　　fatigue I had felt was washed away by the hot water. 　　Suddenly, a phone rang beside me, startling me. "What happened? I don't remember bringing 　　my phone in." I sat up and looked around. It was Mom's phone. She must have 　　forgotten to take it out of the bath sometime during her bath, and the phone was hidden under the shower gel. No wonder I hadn't noticed it earlier. As I dried my hands 　　and picked up the phone to answer, the call was cut off, showing a missed call. "Oh well, I'll tell 　　Mom later." I picked up Mom's phone and started playing with it while still in the bath. I opened the photo library and looked through 　　the pictures; they were mostly of Mom. 　　My mother's name is Sun Qian. She used to be a singer in the military's art troupe. After getting married, she left the troupe to stay home and 　　raise her children. Although she is 38 years old this year, she takes good care of herself and does aerobic exercise whenever she has free time. Her figure 　　and skin are still like those of a woman in her early twenties. Time has only made my mother look more charming and mature. When I think of my mother, I think 　　of her long, beautiful legs and her huge breasts. Members of the military art troupe have always been expected to be dignified and proper. 　　Although my mother's features are indeed dignified and beautiful, her huge breasts are a bit of a departure from the military's tradition. Of course, 　　I am too embarrassed to ask my mother about this. 　　I flipped through the photos of my mother one by one, when suddenly I froze. I saw a picture that made my blood boil: 　　a woman lying on a bed, her legs spread in an M-shape, her calves slightly raised, revealing her delicate genitals. 　　They were smooth as a mirror, without any dark pubic hair to cover them. Her vulva was being stretched open by a thick, hard penis, the glans already inside 　　that flowing, moist cave. What shocked me even more was that the woman was my mother. The photo was taken from above 　　, making her appear even more alluring and shy. Even though it was my own mother, my penis was already out of control, 　　rising on its own. I continued flipping through the photos, a dozen or so in total, all obscene pictures of my mother. "Could 　　it be photos of Mom and Dad having sex?" 　　I wondered. "No, the sheets are white, which isn't common at home. That's usually only seen on hotel beds 　　. Could Mom really be cheating on me?" I checked the date on the photos—from two weeks ago. I 　　was so shocked I almost dropped my phone. Dad's a construction contractor, what people call a foreman 　　. He usually works in other cities. He only comes home about ten times a year, and he hasn't been back in the last two weeks 　　. I was completely stunned. "Mom really is cheating." 　　The photos were in the camera folder; they must have been taken on the spot, not 　　copied from a computer or somewhere else. I couldn't believe my mom would cheat on me. Although Mom is exceptionally beautiful, our family 　　is well-off, and Mom and Dad's relationship isn't bad. Everything is ordinary but normal. Why 　　would Mom cheat on me? 　　I looked through my mother's text messages and found quite a few lewd and obscene messages, mostly about going to 　　the 7th floor of the Pearl Hotel in the city for orgies. The missed call I'd just received was from the number that sent those messages. At that moment, 　　I didn't know whether to feel anger or sorrow. My mother, who had always held a high place in my heart, was engaging in such lewd 　　acts. For a moment, I seemed to lose consciousness. 　　Suddenly, I heard footsteps coming towards the bathroom. "Squeak." The bathroom door was pushed open. I had just 　　thought no one was home and had closed the door behind me, but I hadn't locked it, leaving it ajar. Could it be my mother coming back? 　　I gently lifted the edge of the shower curtain and saw only a section of snow-white, beautiful legs. Wearing a light purple slip dress, 　　with a pair of perfect, bare feet, she walked directly past the bathtub. It was my mother. Then I heard the toilet seat being 　　lifted. My mother must have gone to bed after taking a shower and was just using the toilet now. It was so 　　quiet when she came back that I thought no one was there. It turned out she had gone to sleep. At this point, I couldn't stop Mom anymore, but 　　inexplicably, I continued to gently lift the shower curtain, my eyes fixed on her. I watched as she slowly 　　pulled up the hem of her nightgown, revealing she wasn't wearing underwear. Was Mom really a slut? 　　Her beautiful, alluring body was exposed, revealing her smooth lower body, her shapely legs slightly bent, 　　and her vulva a pristine white. Indeed, Mom was a virgin; the woman in the photo really was Mom. I 　　could only glimpse that plump, delicate, breathtaking vulva for a second before Mom sat down on the toilet, her nightgown just 　　covering her alluring curves. Then came the sound of water hitting the toilet, making me blush furiously 　　. Although I knew Mom was having an affair, we were indeed mother and son, and yet I was secretly spying on myself.

My mother was urinating, and I stared intently at her shameful, mysterious area—it was truly beastly.
With the sound of urination, a smile curved her lips; she had clearly been holding it in for a long time and was finally able to release it
, feeling quite comfortable. As the sound of the water subsided, she pulled off a tissue and gently wiped herself under her nightgown
. At that moment, I wished I were that tissue, able to caress my mother's beautiful opening.
I was immediately shocked by this wicked thought. Why had I suddenly become like this? Although I
had fantasized about my mother before—the first time I ejaculated, I dreamt of spraying onto her plump, upturned buttocks—I
had always suppressed those thoughts, never daring to think of her when masturbating. Why was I having
this obscene feeling towards her now? Was it because of those photos? Did my subconscious now believe my mother was an obscene
woman?
While I was lost in thought, my mother walked towards me and, with a "whoosh,"
pulled open the shower curtain. We both froze, and I stared at my mother in astonishment.
Mom seemed still in shock, staring intently at me. She saw her son lying naked
in the bathtub, and even more shockingly, a thick, erect penis with a purplish-red, glistening glans was visible between his legs. Mom's
mind seemed to go blank for a moment, her beautiful eyes widening as she stared at my large penis.
She murmured, "Xiaohua, taking a bath?"
Not knowing how to answer her, I blurted out, "Yes." Just then, I heard Mom
coughing incessantly. "Mom, what's wrong?" I rolled over and patted her back repeatedly. Finally, she calmed down
, coughing for a while until her face flushed, making her even more beautiful. My previously limp penis became erect again,
pointing at her. "Sigh, didn't you know you were cold? Quickly dry yourself off." Mom snapped out of it, glanced at
my newly erect penis, said shyly, and fled the bathroom without looking back.
Now, I was thoroughly embarrassed. I awkwardly lay back down in the bathtub, but my mind cleared. I had to find out
what had happened. I wrote down the phone number on my mother's phone, then dried myself, got dressed, and took the phone out to return it
to her.
My mother was watching TV in the living room, still wearing her nightgown, curled up on the sofa, revealing her fair
, beautiful legs. Her delicate white feet were dangling from the edge of the sofa, her dainty toes constantly wiggling. I had an urge to kneel down and gently stroke
her beautiful feet, then lick each of her jade-like toes.
When my mother saw me, she probably remembered the scene in the bathroom, her face flushed, and she took the phone from me.
"Mom, someone called looking for you just now."
My mother raised her beautiful face. "Who was it?"
"Hehe." I winked. "Someone invited you to the Pearl Hotel, maybe to dinner. It
's the most luxurious hotel in the city." I deliberately tested my mother, and sure enough, her expression changed drastically. "What?
What did he say?"
Something was definitely wrong. "Nothing, just kidding. He hung up before I even heard him. I don't even know who it was."
Hearing this, my mother breathed a sigh of relief and pretended to be relaxed. "I thought it was really a free meal." After saying
that, I checked my phone. My mother's expression changed again, and she got up and went to her bedroom.
I guessed she was going to return a call, so I quietly went to her bedroom, pressed my ear against the door, and eavesdropped on her
call. After a moment of silence, I heard my mother's voice.
"It's me, Secretary Li. What brings you here?"
I had never heard my mother's voice so sweet and coquettish, not even with my father. "Another party?
But I have some things to do tonight."
My mother half-heartedly declined, making excuses for a few moments before finally agreeing. She was probably at the Mingzhu Hotel
with her lover again tonight. I decided to follow her to find out.
Sure enough, around 7 pm, my mother said a friend was looking for her and she wouldn't be home that night, telling me to stay
home and go to sleep early. I watched her drive out of the garage from the upstairs balcony, then followed her out and took a taxi to
the Mingzhu Hotel.
The Pearl Hotel is the largest hotel in the city, and arguably the largest in the province as well. Qin City is
the capital and economic center of Qin Province, so the Pearl Hotel is not only a place for the wealthy to relax but also a venue for entertaining provincial
leaders, making it arguably the most extravagant and luxurious place in the province.
Sure enough, I found my mother's car parked in the parking garage. It seemed I'd guessed right. The location was probably on
the 7th floor. I took the elevator to the 7th floor. To the right of the elevator entrance was a dark red door, tightly
closed, with two waiters standing in front. I straightened up, pretending to be calm, and stepped towards the door. But just as I was about to push it open
, a waiter stopped me. "Sir, please show your membership card." What? A membership card?
I paused, pretending to look in my pocket. "Sorry, I forgot to bring it.
Can't I go in even though I'm a regular here?" I was being serious, making sure no one noticed anything amiss. I'd even specially worn
my dad's clothes. "Excuse me, sir, hotel policy states that without a membership card, no one can enter. Would
you please have someone go back and get it?" Hearing this, I put on a stern face. "What? I need to verify my identity? I don't recognize
anyone?"
The two waiters bowed and scraped, but remained unmoved. "How about I get the manager for you? The manager recognizes all
the members, and only he can make the decision." The manager? That won't do; I'll be exposed as soon as he arrives. "Fine, fine,
you've got some nerve. No need to call the manager, hmph!" Even though I lack ability,
I still have to put on a show of authority. I pretended to be angry and turned away. It seems I won't be able to get in tonight.
Disappointed, I left the hotel and suddenly remembered that phone number. So I picked up my phone to call and see
who it was. "No, Mom knows my number." Worried about my mother being nearby, I went to a public phone booth
and dialed the number. A rather authoritative voice came through the phone. "Hello, this
is Li Jing."
Li Jing, Secretary Li—only Li Jing, the Standing Committee Member of the Provincial Party Committee and Secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Commission, could bear these titles and have access to the 7th floor of the Mingzhu Hotel
! Good heavens, could it be the same person? My mother's lover is a provincial leader?
I was stunned. "Hello?" A puzzled voice came from the receiver. It seemed Li Jing was wondering who had called him.
The phone call was probably from a private number; not many people knew about it. Suddenly, a mischievous urge struck me, and I wanted to scare
Li Jing, so I lowered my voice.
"Li Jing, this is Chen Qinglong." Chen Qinglong was the provincial party secretary of Qin Province. Li Jing, as expected, panicked on the other end of the line.
"Ah, Secretary Chen, you…ah, who are you?" Had I been exposed? My attempt to scare him backfired. The provincial
leader's anger was overwhelming, and I immediately hung up. I finally knew
who my mother's lover was.
But it didn't make sense. My mother was just an ordinary woman; even if she was beautiful, there was no reason for her to be
involved with a high-ranking official in a province. What was going on? I pondered this as I paced back and forth on the street.
"Excuse me, how do I get to Guangyuan Road?" A Toyota Prado
with military license plates pulled up beside me. I turned to look and saw a beautiful woman who looked to be around 20 years old. She was probably either a super-
rich second-generation or a second-generation official, but I was still captivated by her beauty. She had large, soft eyes, a delicate nose, pink
lips, flawless white cheeks, and long hair draped over her shoulders. She looked lively and spirited, yet undeniably
charming. "Ah…you're going the wrong way. Guangyuan Road is quite far from here. You need to…"
I rambled on, but she probably didn't understand what I was saying. Finally, she waved impatiently. "Okay
, get in. You give me directions first, and I'll take you wherever you want to go."
This woman was quite easygoing and unpretentious. "Perfect timing! I'm going to Guangyuan Road too." The woman
frowned slightly, then her face lit up with joy. "Why didn't you say so earlier? Now it's much easier."
"This is it."
I finally brought her to our destination. "Where do you want to go? I'll take you there directly." I couldn't refuse,
so I simply let her take me home. "Hey, thanks." I was about to close the door when I noticed that although the beautiful woman seemed to
have a bad temper, she was actually quite nice. "You're welcome." I smiled, waved, and closed the iron gate. At the time, of course, I didn't know that this beautiful woman would later have a significant connection with me, and would have 　　a great influence
on dealing with my mother's infidelity . 　　The next morning, I got up early and ran to my mother's bedroom. My mother had already returned, wearing a pink 　　silk nightgown. One side of the dress was pulled down, revealing the lower half of her buttocks. My mother was still not wearing underwear, 　　and I could vaguely see her labia. My mother only had a thin blanket covering her abdomen, curled up, and 　　sleeping soundly with her back to me. 　　I crept closer, bringing my head between my mother's legs to gently inhale the fragrance emanating from her buttocks. 　　It seemed she had taken a bath afterward; her body smelled not only of her natural scent but also of shower gel. I could 　　n't resist, and I extended my tongue, gently probing between her buttocks. 　　Suddenly, my mother moved her leg; perhaps it tickled her. Startled, I quickly stood up, 　　only to breathe a sigh of relief when I saw she was still fast asleep. My gaze followed her beautiful legs to her feet. I placed my hands on her 　　delicate, jade-like feet, slowly caressing them. Then I bent down, lowering my head to gently lick her 　　feet, moving upwards along her smooth instep to her fair, alluring calves, 　　finally returning to her adorable toes. I took her jade-like, glistening toes into my mouth, sucking on them 　　. 　　When I finally left her body, her jade-like feet were covered in my wet saliva. Reluctantly, I 　　looked away and left my mother's bedroom to go to school. 　　Sitting in my seat, I felt utterly bored. Everyone else was doing their morning reading, but I couldn't muster any enthusiasm. I nudged 　　Wang Pangzi next to me. Wang Pangzi's mother was the deputy secretary of the city government. Wang Pangzi wasn't a good student; he basically copied 　　from me on exams. We usually helped each other out, and we were quite close. "Brother Hua, what's up?" Fatty 　　looked at me strangely. "Fatty, do you know what's on the 7th floor of the Pearl Hotel?" 　　"The 7th floor of the Pearl Hotel?" 　　Fatty was a little surprised by my artsy way of thinking. He thought for a moment, "Oh, I think I heard my mom talking to my dad 　　about it. Apparently, it's a place where big shots go. Apparently, they hold parties for everyone to get together. Usually, those 　　parties aren't very good. Why are you asking about this?" My eyes lit up. "Fatty, can you 　　go in?" 　　"I think my mom has a membership card, but she doesn't use it. She left it at home, and I picked it up 　　." 　　Fatty chuckled. "I'll go to your house after class and give you that membership card." 　　I told Fatty directly. "What do you need it for? Fine, I don't need it anyway." After class, I went with Fatty to 　　his house to pick up the card. The membership card was exceptionally well-made, with "Silver Member" written on it. There must be a Gold 　　Membership and something like that. Since we had some time to spare, we played some arcade games at his place before planning 　　to go out for dinner. Just as we were about to leave, Fatty suddenly said his stomach hurt and asked me to wait while he went to the bathroom. 　　Reluctantly, I sat in the living room waiting for him, watching TV. 　　Suddenly, the door clicked open, and a woman walked in. "Hmm? Who are you?" the woman 　　asked curiously when she saw me in the hall. She had short, slightly curled hair, a full face, a broad forehead, and delicate eyebrows and 　　phoenix eyes, giving her a dignified and imposing air. It seemed she must be Fatty's mother, Chen Xiaolin. 　　I hadn't expected Fatty's mother to be so beautiful. Although her long experience in officialdom had made her dress somewhat old-fashioned, she was naturally beautiful and 　　dignified, and this made her appear even more elegant. 　　"Oh, Auntie, I'm Chengjia's classmate. I was just about to go out to dinner with Chengjia," I quickly replied. " 　　Oh," Chen Xiaolin replied, having spent so much time in officialdom, and in a high position at that, that she had developed a habit of being sparing with her words. Chen 　　Xiaolin walked to another sofa and sat down, taking off her flat leather shoes to reveal a pair of slender, 　　jade-like feet. Surprisingly, although Chen Xiaolin was over 40, she was well-maintained; her beautiful feet looked particularly delicate and white, giving me 　　an urge to pinch them. 　　"Ahem!" Chen Xiaolin coughed, and I quickly looked away and lowered my head, cautiously observing 　　her out of the corner of my eye. I saw her raise the corners of her mouth, looking at me with a strange yet amused expression, then chuckled softly, 　　raising her foot and placing it on the coffee table. Her beautiful toes were facing me directly, and from my angle, I could just see her pink...

Seeing the colored soles of her feet, I was shocked. Was Fatty's mother in a horny mood? Why was she acting like this all of a sudden?
Did she want me as a gigolo because I'm handsome? I'm Fatty's classmate!
"Mom, you're back." At this awkward moment, Fatty finally came out. "Yeah." Chen Xiaolin
finally pulled her legs back and put on the slippers next to the sofa. I quickly pulled Fatty out, not daring to look his
mother in the eye. This was incredibly embarrassing.
We went to Cuiyu Tower, a relatively upscale place in the city. I usually only
came here when I was eating with Fatty; otherwise, I rarely dared to spend money there, only daring to
come 3 or 4 times a month to experience a decadent lifestyle.
We had just found a seat when we sat down.
"Fatty, your mom usually doesn't come home much, why is she back today?"
Remembering what had just happened, I still felt a lingering fear. "I don't know, why is she back today?" Fatty
was terrified of his mother and was also quite annoyed.
"Hey, how old is your mom? She looks pretty young."
"42."
"42 and already a full-fledged department head? She's got a bright future ahead of her." Chen Xiaolin is only 42 and already a department head with real power; the fat guy's future is
limitless. Suddenly, I heard a commotion nearby. "I want this position. If you know what's good for
you, move aside. I might not bother with you if I'm in the mood."
"I'd like to see how you're going to bother with me."
Both voices were incredibly arrogant. I turned around, ready to watch the show, but unexpectedly, I ran into someone I knew here.
To be continued...

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