Sauna and my dear mother

The incident involving my mother at the sauna happened last autumn. A client invited me to dinner. Because we were suppliers for one of our companies, he was very polite, but his intention was quite clear: he wanted to secure more orders for him. I had traveled from Hong Kong back to my hometown, Futian.

Around 7 pm, Mr. Li and I went to a seafood restaurant. Futian is a small city, and the seafood there is considered high-end. We ordered a lot of seafood, plus two bottles of red wine. Since it was just Mr. Li, his driver, and me (who can't drink), we didn't order much alcohol. The main purpose was to eat seafood, chat, and build rapport.

At the dinner table, we talked about everything except work. Since we both understood the underlying purpose, there was no need to be too direct. We ate for over two hours, and our drinks were getting a bit red. Mr. Li said it was still early, so we should find a nightclub to continue drinking, to drink until we were completely drunk. I said no, I had to go to work tomorrow, but Mr. Li insisted, saying it wasn't even 10 pm yet, why go home? Besides, it was a rare opportunity to get together, we had to enjoy ourselves. Seeing I couldn't refuse, I suggested we stop drinking and get a foot massage to relax. Hearing this, Mr. Li suggested a sauna instead, saying the service was good and we could relax. I had no choice but to agree.

The driver took us to the Haomen Sauna. He parked downstairs, and we went up to the second floor. Mr. Li called over his manager and said he wanted two VIP rooms ready, so he should arrange them quickly. Clearly, Mr. Li was a regular here. I'd been to several saunas, but this was my first time at this one. The decor was very upscale.

Mr. Li said he was a regular customer, coming two or three times a week. He especially loved the services of mature women, because mature women are charming and alluring, and he wanted me to enjoy it.

We took our room cards and, guided by the staff, went to our respective rooms. My room was VIP 26. This room was very large, with a large red bunk bed, a large sofa, a soft carpet on the floor, and an inflatable exercise ball in the middle. On one wall near the bed was a large mirror, and on the other side was a 30-inch wall-mounted TV. There was a large shower room inside, which also had a single inflatable bed and many different shower gels. After a quick look around, I was quite satisfied with the environment, so I sat on the sofa to watch TV and waited for the staff to make arrangements.

A waiter came in and asked, "Sir, would you like VIP service or a one-off service?" I figured I'd prefer VIP service since I was here, and besides, it wasn't my bill. The waiter said, "Sure, your personal attendant will be here shortly. If you're not satisfied or have any requests, please call us." He gestured to a phone on the wall as he spoke. I nodded in understanding and asked, "What types of ladies do you have here?"

The waiter replied, "You have young and cute ones, and mature and elegant ones?" I said, "Please arrange a mature and elegant one for me, someone with class." The waiter nodded and left immediately.

I waited about three minutes, then heard a knock at the door. A woman around 40 years old entered; perhaps because she was wearing high heels, she appeared to be about 5 feet 3 inches tall. I looked closely and was startled. She was also surprised to see me; she really hadn't expected it to be my own mother. I said, "Mom, it's you! Don't you work at the department store? What are you doing here?!" She was clearly ashamed and said, "The department store isn't doing well lately, and I haven't been paid on time, so I came here. Nobody knows about this. I haven't been here long either. Please don't believe me!" We chatted for about five minutes, and then she asked, "How did you end up here?" I said, "I came with some friends. This is my first time here too. I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence." She noticed I was stammering. So I asked, "Then what should we do? You're already here, you're my customer now, or would you like someone else to come?" I thought to myself, this is a good opportunity to try out Mom's skills, so I said, "No need to change anyone, otherwise you won't have any income. I'll just do it your way, what can I say, it's just how fate has arranged things..." She smiled at me, kissed my cheek, and stood up. Only then did I get a good look at her attire. She was wearing a dark gray shirt, a dark gray knee-length skirt, extremely thin black stockings, and about four-inch black pointed-toe high heels. She looked incredibly elegant. I said, "Mom, I never expected you to be so sexy, you're so good at..." "Wearing this..." she said a little shyly, "This is our uniform. Some guests like us wearing uniforms..." As she spoke, she slowly unbuttoned her shirt, and I slowly admired her. My mother was wearing a dark purple bra underneath. After taking off her skirt, black pantyhose and dark purple underwear were revealed. She was incredibly sexy, like a flight attendant in an adult film. My penis immediately became hard. My mother said, "Why don't you take off your clothes?" I then realized and quickly took off my clothes, leaving only my underwear. My mother was adjusting the water in the bathroom at that moment and said, "Come in, let me wash you first and give you a massage." I walked into the bathroom. Seeing my mother standing naked in the room was incredibly exciting. She was in great shape; her breasts, though slightly sagging, were still full, and her buttocks were firm and perky. She came over and helped me take off my underwear, and my penis sprang out immediately. My mother grasped it with her small hands and said, "So hard, so big! Bigger than your father's!" I smiled and said, "Maybe my technique is even better than Dad's." She gave me a flirtatious smirk and said, "Let me wash you first, then we'll see if you're better than your father. Is the water hot?" My mother seemed quite eager for this incestuous encounter. And she seemed very professional; she must have been doing this for some time.

I said, "Okay, it won't be hot." She first washed my body clean, then had me lie on the bed. I lay down, and she poured some lubricant on me, then pressed her whole body against mine and started moving up and down. When she reached my penis, she clamped it between her breasts—it felt so good! She started giving me a breast massage, and I said, "Mom, I never expected your breasts to be so big! They feel so good!" She said, "You're so annoying, just lie still. You talk so much." I said, "How can I stay still when you're doing this to me?" She gave a flirtatious smile.

After about 10 minutes of massage, she rinsed off the lubricant, dried me off, and told me to wait for her on the bed.

I lay down on the bed, my penis already erect, waiting to enjoy Mom's touch. Mom was wrapped in a bath towel; perhaps she was a little embarrassed to see me. She took a red cloth, tied one end to the beam above the bed, and the other end to her waist. She told me to lie down, and then, with a leap, she hung upside down. She leaned over and took my penis in her mouth, sucking and rotating it constantly, making me feel incredibly good. I asked, "Mom, you can do this too?" She said, "This is called the Red Rope, also known as the Flying Man. I learned it here." I asked, "Has Dad ever experienced this?" She said, "He wasn't as lucky as you." After finishing the Red Rope, she brought me a cup of hot water and a cup of ice water. She said, "Enjoy Mom's 'ice and fire'." Then she took a sip of ice water and took my penis in her mouth, swirling her tongue around the glans. The feeling was amazing, icy cold. After about half a minute, she spat out the ice water, took a sip of hot water, and continued to suck my penis. This alternation of hot and cold was incredibly comfortable; I felt like I was in heaven.

After enjoying the ice and fire sensation, she touched my hard, swollen penis and asked, "Was it comfortable?" I said, "It was so comfortable. At most, a prostitute would just lick me, but Mom is truly amazing." She smiled and said, "The best part is yet to come." Then she sat on me, in a lotus position, using her smooth, white thighs to clamp my penis, and we started having sex. I was enjoying it so much that I suddenly remembered something and asked, "Mom, I haven't put on a condom yet?" She said, "I trust you, you don't need to. Isn't it more comfortable this way?" I smiled knowingly. Mom's technique was really good; she moved up and down, swaying with a rhythmic sway. After a while, she said, "I'll lie down, you can be on top, I'm a little tired." I said, "Okay, I'll give you a good fucking for Dad." Mom and I happily fucked, changing positions many times. She kept making lewd moans, sounds even more piercing and seductive than my wife's? We kept glancing at ourselves in the mirror as we did it, it was so exciting because right now I was with my own mother between my legs.

I suddenly noticed the inflatable exercise ball on the carpet and asked, "What's that ball for?" Mom said, "Some customers like us to lie on it and have sex. The bounce of the ball feels great." I said I'd try it too. We got off the bed and onto the ball. I started having sex with Mom standing up. When I got tired of standing, I carried her to the sofa and had sex with her again. Mom was extremely excited, as if she was about to climax. My sperm was ready to ejaculate. Mom seemed to sense this and said, "You're not wearing a condom, don't ejaculate inside me. Pull out before you ejaculate and ejaculate in my mouth." Hearing this, I became even more excited and thrust a few times. Suddenly, I pulled out my penis... Brother, aiming at Mom's mouth, ejaculated. Mom opened her mouth wide in response, but because she was trembling, I missed, and some semen sprayed onto Mom's nose and eyes. After I finished, Mom said, "It's so salty, and there's so much! You've been holding it in for so long, haven't you?" I smiled happily and said, "Mom, you're really good at this. You're much better than most prostitutes." Mom wiped her mouth and said, "You're great too, better than your dad. I'm exhausted." I said, "I'll come to you more often in the future." Mom said, "No, this can only be done once. Don't forget I'm your mother, and you absolutely can't tell anyone." I thought about it and had no choice but to obey.

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