[Urban] The Adulterous Mother - Part 1-3

(Chapter 1)

My mother's name is Shen Xiuqin, and she is forty-three years old. She was a beautiful woman in her youth. And over the years, perhaps due to good maintenance, or perhaps because the years have left no trace on her, she still looks like she's only in her thirties. She is 1.65 meters tall, with large, clear, almond-shaped eyes, long, dark eyelashes, slender, dark eyebrows, a straight and delicate nose, and full, luscious lips. Her oval face is almost flawless, with smooth, fair skin, and a full, well-proportioned figure without any excess fat; especially her high, firm breasts, which remain round and firm, and her legs are still long and shapely.

She used to be a union officer in the county's Commerce Bureau. A few years ago, due to institutional reforms, the Commerce Bureau was dissolved, and she was laid off. To ease the burden on her family, she borrowed money from relatives and friends to make a living, opening a small restaurant, which did quite well. Service industries like this inevitably involve dealing with people from all walks of life, but because she was not only mature and beautiful, making her quite popular, but also polite and very sociable, she never encountered any trouble. My dad and I were very proud of her competence, until that day—I was a boarding student in my first year of high school, only going home about once every two weeks, but this week I wasn't going home.

Over the weekend, I pooled my money with some classmates to go to Haitan City, about 30 kilometers from our county. They said the bars there were amazing, with lots of pretty girls, so I wanted to check it out. At 7 PM, we arrived in Haitan City by bus. After having dinner at KFC, we took a taxi to "SOS," one of the three best bars in Haitan City. Once inside, we realized we were a bit early, so we found a seat at the bar. A guy who had been there before went to order drinks.

I observed that the decor was quite trendy, exuding a postmodern style from the inside out. As time went on, people started to come in, and the band kept performing in the middle of the dance floor. I felt the urge to urinate after a few drinks, so I got up and went to the restroom. Just as I came out, a familiar figure caught my eye: my mother was walking in through the main entrance arm-in-arm with a young man

who looked quite young! I quickly ducked back into the restroom, a little surprised—could they be having an affair? With this question in mind, I quietly followed them. Because of the crowd and the dim lighting, I wasn't worried about them noticing me. They casually found a couple's seat and sat down. Today, my mother had ditched her usual business attire; a long-sleeved silk embroidered blouse, low-waisted jeans, and stylish high heels made her look exceptionally charming. Her usually wavy hair, which she always held up with a hair clip, was now draped over her shoulders. The young man looked to be about 1.8 meters tall, with a neat, short haircut, also wearing a shirt and jeans. They ordered a bottle of red wine and some snacks and started chatting.

The music in the bar was loud, and they were standing very close together. The young man placed his hand on my mother's waist and whispered something in her ear. My mother maintained a sweet smile, occasionally playfully hitting him.

The two seemed very close. At exactly ten o'clock, the first dance party began, and I noticed my mother being pulled onto the dance floor by the young man. At first, she seemed a little uncomfortable, standing there somewhat reservedly with her head down, swaying slightly with the vibrations of the springy floor. The young man, on the other hand, was bold and unrestrained, constantly twisting his waist and swaying his shoulders, his head bobbing like a rattle. After dancing for a while, seeing that my mother was still hesitant, he put his arm around her still slender, toned waist, whispered a few words in her ear, and then began swaying from side to side with her. My mother, seemingly shy, buried her head in his chest, her hands on his shoulders, swaying with him. The dazzling lights of the disco shone on them and the other dancers on the dance floor, creating a shimmering spectacle. With the upbeat music and the DJ's high-pitched vocals, the

atmosphere on the dance floor was electric, a chaotic frenzy. My mother, caught up in the atmosphere, gradually relaxed. Her head left the young man's chest, her slightly curly long hair swaying wildly; seeing this, the young man slowly moved behind her, his arms still around her slender waist, his lower body pressed tightly against her buttocks; she also wrapped her arms around his neck. The two of them swayed back and forth like conjoined twins. After dancing for almost an hour, they came off the dance floor and headed straight for the main entrance. Seeing them about to leave, I told my classmate I wasn't feeling well and wanted to go back to the county town, then quickly followed them.

At the entrance, I saw them get into a Buick Regal sedan, so I hailed a taxi and asked the driver to follow them.

They drove to a Holiday Inn, parked, and went inside. I waited outside for about fifteen minutes before going in and asking the front desk to give me a room next to theirs. After getting my room key, I didn't take the elevator but went upstairs via the fire escape. After entering my room, I heard faint moans and shouts coming from next door. I pressed my head against the wall and listened carefully.

"Oh—oh—faster—harder," I heard my mother making those incredibly lewd moans. "Is it good, Sister Qin? Is it good?" the young man asked urgently. "Good—oh—so good!" came the lewd reply. "Hehe, I wanted to fuck you the moment I saw you dancing!"

the young man teased my mother in a very flirtatious way. "Ugh—ah—I—I'm almost there—ah!"

I heard my mother complain to him and then let out a high-pitched scream before falling silent, only the sounds of their bodies colliding still lingering in my ears. About twenty minutes later, the young man, perhaps feeling he was about to ejaculate, shouted to my mother, "Ah—baby—I—I'm going to cum!" Upon hearing this, my mother immediately and shamelessly cried out, "Come on—cum inside—cum inside!" No sooner had she finished speaking than the young man roared "Ah! Ah! Ah!" as he ejaculated his scalding semen into my mother's uterus. Silence fell immediately inside.

Two or three minutes later, my mother's tender voice came from inside. She whispered to the young man, "Xia, do you think I'm so lewd? So vulgar?" He smiled and said, "Sister Qin, I like you just the way you are. The more you're like this, the more I like you. If you didn't have to go home tonight, I'd like to do it again with you."

"Oh, there will be plenty of opportunities later. My husband will be suspicious if I don't go home tonight," my mother replied softly with a smile.

Hearing this, I slowly walked to the bedside, lay down, and my mind was a complete mess. I never imagined that my mother, who had always been so virtuous and generous in front of our family, gentle and considerate to my father and me, and a shrewd and capable businesswoman running the restaurant, would be having an affair with another man, and with such a young man at that. Thinking of this, I clenched my fists, desperately wanting to rush into their room and beat that man named Xia to a pulp. But the thought of how it would embarrass my mother made me hesitate. I pondered this for most of the night but couldn't come to any conclusion, not even knowing when they left. I

drifted off to sleep.

(Chapter Two)

Early summer was approaching, and the weather was starting to get hot. I sat in the classroom, listlessly listening to the teacher's lecture. It had been almost a week since I discovered my mother's affair. Today, after this last class, I could go home. I wondered: Had they slept together this week? How many times?

The school bell rang on time. I said goodbye to a few close classmates and left school. Back home, the first thing I saw when I entered was my mother's handbag on the sofa, but she wasn't in the living room, and there was no sound from the kitchen. I wondered if she had gone to my room to help me unpack, so I peeked into my room, but she wasn't there either. This struck me as odd. Then I heard noises coming from her room, so I tiptoed towards it. The door was ajar, and I peeked inside. My mother was lying in bed, talking on the phone. "My son's coming home today, but I guess I'll pass," she said. She was wearing her usual restaurant work attire: an indigo blazer over a white shirt. Her indigo knee-length skirt was rolled up because she was in bed, and I could clearly see her beautiful legs through the slits on both sides—her entire thighs were exposed. Her alluring figure made me swallow hard.

I heard her continue talking on the phone: "What? My husband, he's going to play mahjong with his colleagues tonight, he's not here." At this point, I suspected that the person on the other end of the phone was Xia. So I resolutely decided to see where he and my mother would go tonight. I went into the living room, threw my backpack loudly on the sofa, and immediately ran to my mother's room. She looked at me nervously as I entered her room. "Mom, I've made plans to go to my classmate's house to play computer games tonight, is that okay?" I asked her. She hadn't hung up the phone yet, and replied with a slightly embarrassed smile: "You're back. Go take a shower first, then go after dinner. But don't stay out too late, okay?" "Okay, Mom," I agreed, and left the room, closing the door behind me. I immediately ran into the bathroom and turned on the water. Then I tiptoed back to her door to continue listening to their conversation. "No, what if he suddenly comes back? No way," my mother said on the phone. "Please don't do this, it really can't be tonight," she pleaded. I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone, but my mom's tone was clearly a little angry, though she still said softly, "How could you do this? You should have discussed it with me before asking me to go." After a pause, I heard her say, "Okay, see you then." She had clearly agreed reluctantly, and I heard her hang up. I quickly ran back to the bathroom to take a shower. When I came out, I found my mom had already cooked dinner. We sat down and started eating. She asked about my studies and health, and reminded me to study hard at school and get into a good university, etc. Eating her home-cooked dishes, I had no taste, just mumbling answers as I put food in my mouth.

After a hasty meal, I said goodbye and left the house. I hid at the corner of the garage on the first floor, waiting for my mom to come down.

The hour hand of my watch pointed to 7:15 PM. As I waited, growing increasingly impatient, I heard the door close upstairs and the clatter of high heels in the hallway. My mother had changed her outfit: she wore a dark green short-sleeved lace dress, the upper part made of sheer fabric. Although there was a layer of clothing underneath, her full, rounded breasts stretched the dress so taut that a deep cleavage was visible. She wore flesh-colored stockings and black buckled high heels, which made her hips appear even rounder and more shapely. Her hair was still loose over her shoulders, just like last time. I followed her on my electric bicycle from a distance as we left our apartment complex. After about ten minutes, we reached the intersection of Haibin Road and got into Xia's Buick. Afraid of losing them, I sped up and followed closely behind, but not too close for fear of being noticed by my mother. The car drove past Changxing Road and Anyang Road, heading towards the northern suburbs of the county. I'd heard from my classmates that there weren't many fun places in the northern suburbs of our county. There was only the Yunfei residential complex, developed by a Hong Kong real estate company. The complex had a very nice environment; it not only had villas but also many single apartments favored by wealthy singles and white-collar workers. Even the cheapest single apartment cost around 5,000 yuan a month. This man named Xia Xia seemed to live there.

Sure enough, as I expected, the car slowly drove into the Yunfei complex after arriving at the gate. I couldn't go inside and could only wait for them to come out from a distance. I took out a cigarette, lit it, took a drag, and exhaled. The suggestive moans of my mother that I'd overheard in the hotel echoed in my mind. I wondered: how did they start? Was my mother seduced by him, or— Gradually, I finished half a pack of cigarettes, and looking at my watch, it was almost ten o'clock. They should be out soon, right?

Just then, I saw the Buick drive out of the gate and head towards the city center. I quickly followed them to see where they were going. But I soon realized the car was heading towards my house, so it seemed they wouldn't be going anywhere else tonight. About forty minutes later, the car arrived at my apartment complex and stopped in front of my building. After parking my electric scooter, I went around to a tree and hid there, secretly observing the car. I saw my mother lying on top of Xia, who was embracing her passionately. A

moment later, Xia's hand slipped inside my mother's skirt, pulling her panties down to her thighs. My mother's mouth was slightly open, her head tilted back, her long, wavy hair cascading down like a waterfall. Xia's hand was inside my mother's vagina, moving back and forth. After a few minutes, she seemed to become aroused, suddenly grabbing Xia's hair and kissing him wildly. Xia's hand was inside my mother's black lace bra, kneading her full breasts. After a while, seeing that my mother hadn't taken off her clothes, he sat on Xia's lap. His hands, after adjusting the driver's seat, were pulled to her waist by my mother, who was already aroused. He pulled down her bra and began licking and sucking. The black bra hung on my mother's stomach, with parts of her dress clinging to her arms, making her look incredibly alluring.

My mother cooperated by unbuckling his belt, taking out his already erect penis, and thrusting it in with a slight lift of her hips. The two began to have sex in the car. Their mouths were locked in a tight kiss as they moved beneath each other. Their intercourse didn't slow down despite the passionate kissing above; my mother's buttocks, resting on his penis, ground against it, and her legs, shifting with the movement, rose onto the seat, tightly clamping Xia's buttocks.

Her bare breasts, like papayas, hung on her chest. Xia's chest rested against them, and his tongue licked and gently bit my mother's neck, where a few stray strands of hair fell, and then her earlobe. Their mouths occasionally met. Their throats were constantly moving, and when they separated, their tongues were still intertwined. The movements below didn't stop; Xia's hips continued to thrust. I don't know how much time passed, but then Xia hugged my mother's waist, increasing the speed and thrusting upwards forcefully, while she held Xia's head, both lost in their passion. The car swayed violently from side to side with their movements.

Finally, they both groaned and lay there motionless, embracing each other. A minute or two later, my mother sat back in her seat, tidying herself up and putting on her clothes. Xia quickly fastened his pants, and the two got out of the car and went upstairs. Seeing the hallway light on, I quietly slipped into the garage. Hiding there, I overheard my mom whispering to him from my doorway, "Alright, alright, you've exhausted me tonight. Go home. You were really bold just now. Luckily no one saw us, or it would have been troublesome." "Sister Qin, you're just so beautiful!

There's definitely no one home right now. Let me come in and we can do it again." That guy was clearly obsessed with my mom's body; it had only been a short time, and he wanted to do it with her again. "No, no, you've almost broken my bones. Three times at your house, and then again downstairs just now, I'm really tired. Besides, what if my husband and son suddenly come back? That would be terrible. Let's stop here for today," my mom replied. "Uh, okay then. Come on, give me a kiss,

" Xia continued. "You rascal, hurry up and go. Be careful on the road," I heard a "pop" sound, and my mom kissed him on the cheek and said casually. "Hehe, I'm off then, Sister Qin." He came down the stairs.

By the light, I could see his face: bright eyes above a high, straight nose; thick eyebrows, and perfectly sized, thin lips; he looked very handsome. No wonder my mother was captivated by him.

I stayed in the garage for another half hour before going home. When I got inside, I found her already asleep in the bedroom. Going into the bathroom and turning on the washing machine, I noticed her clothes from the night before were already soaked in detergent; nothing seemed amiss. I thought to myself that my mother had done a good job keeping it a secret. I then went back to my room, thinking about what had happened that night.

(Chapter 3)

The next day, I slept until 11:30 AM. After getting up and washing up, I glanced into the master bedroom and saw that my mother had already left. My father, who had returned sometime during the night, was still fast asleep in bed. Looking at him, so soundly asleep, I felt a pang of sadness. This old man, who had worked diligently in government offices his entire life, and who wasn't very adept at interpersonal relationships, was still only a low-ranking clerk. He probably never imagined that his wife, the mother of his children, had betrayed him and his family.

The ringing of the phone interrupted my thoughts. Looking at the caller ID, it was my mother calling from the restaurant.

Before I could even speak, my mother's pleasant voice came from the other end: "Xiaojun?"

"Yes, Mom. What is it?" I replied. "You're up? Here's the thing. It's the weekend, and I was planning to take you to the department store tonight to buy you clothes. But a few big clients just called, saying they're coming over for dinner, and the restaurants are busy at lunchtime. So, Mom won't be able to go with you. Your dad might also be busy and can't

go with you either. How about you come to my place after lunch to get the money and buy it yourself?" she asked. "Oh, I won't come at lunchtime, I'll come tonight," I replied. "Okay, then. Tell your dad I'll be home late when he wakes up. That's all for now." She hung up after saying that.

The phone call probably woke Dad up, because after I hung up, I saw him come out of the bedroom.

We greeted each other. I told him what Mom had asked me to say. He didn't react much, probably because he's used to it. Then he asked about my studies, and I answered him the same way I had with Mom the night before.

After chatting for a while, he went into the kitchen to cook lunch. After eating, he went to take a nap. I stayed a little longer before leaving the house, saying goodbye and that I would be having dinner at my mother's and wouldn't be back. He casually agreed.

After leaving the house, I went to an internet cafe and spent the afternoon online. Around 6 or 7 pm, I left and found a fast food restaurant for dinner before taking a taxi straight to my mother's restaurant. When I entered, I found the restaurant was very busy, with all the tables already full. Since I knew them well, I didn't need to greet them and walked confidently towards my mother's office on the second floor. When I reached the office door, I waved to a waitress who was about to go downstairs and asked her to tell my mother that I had arrived.

The waitress nodded and went into the first private room on the right. A moment later, my mother came out. Today, she was wearing a black knee-length skirt, a pure white shirt, black stockings, and matching black high heels on her beautiful feet. Her hair was styled in a bun with a hair clip, making her look elegant and graceful. Perhaps because she had already had a few drinks, her already charming face was flushed, making her quite stunning. Seeing me, she smiled and said, "Son, come to my office to get the money."

As she spoke, she took my hand and led me to her office. Inside, she took a wad of cash from her bag, counted it, and handed it to me, saying, "Here, this is three thousand yuan. Son, this is the money Mom got from settling the bills yesterday. Mom has already deposited the rest in the bank. You can spend this money however you like, and ask me for more if you need more."

Since she usually only gives me five hundred yuan a month for living expenses at school, I took the money and asked her, "Mom, why are you giving me so much money today?" Hearing this, her smile widened even more. Sitting in her boss's chair, she said to me, "Son, you don't know how happy Mom is today. A few days ago, a group company from the provincial capital opened a branch here.

Their branch manager had dinner here and said our restaurant's food and drinks were excellent, so Mom signed a contract with him. As long as their company is here, all their client banquets will be held at Mom's restaurant, and the cost will be settled monthly. I heard from that manager that their annual entertainment expenses are at least 100,000 yuan! The money I just gave you is their entertainment payment for this month. From now on, we won't have to worry about whether the store can stay open—" I listened to her excitedly, casually putting the money into my wallet. But the scene downstairs at my house last night flashed through my mind.

Seeing that I was a little distracted, she probably thought I wanted to go shopping for clothes. She got up, walked over to me, and gently stroked my head, saying, "Alright, go buy your clothes. Mom's just saying all this because I'm happy. You're still young, you won't understand anyway. Study hard and get into a top university to make something of yourself. Just like that General Manager Xia, he's already a general manager at such a young age. You should learn from him, understand?" I grinned, thinking to myself: So Xia is General Manager Xia. Learn from him? Learn from him breaking up other people's families?

But I still replied, "Okay. Mom, I'll go now." She gave me a few more instructions, then saw me to the stairs and went back into the private room she had just come out of. I looked around and saw there were no waiters outside, so I went back inside. The door to the private room was ajar. Peeking inside, I saw seven or eight people, clinking glasses and chatting animatedly. My mother was sitting next to Xia. The two of them were whispering to each other every now and then. I felt the same gentle expression my mother gave him as when she spoke to me earlier. Feeling dejected, I turned and went downstairs, leaving the restaurant.

Afterward, I browsed a few stores, bought two casual shirts and a pair of jeans, and returned home. I knew no one was home when I entered. My father had obviously gone to play mahjong again. After watching an NBA game for a while, the time on the TV came on: 10 PM. I thought for a moment and figured they were still at the restaurant, so I went out and took a taxi there. When I arrived, I was surprised to find the restaurant closed. Feeling a little disheartened, I looked up and saw the light was still on in my mother's office. I immediately wanted to go up and check on them, but the door was locked.

Just then, I suddenly remembered that behind the restaurant was a cluster of dilapidated old bungalows. The residents had all moved out because the government planned to build a plaza, but the project was currently stalled due to lack of funds. The two buildings were very close together. Last year, I even climbed from the roof of one of the bungalows to the small balcony outside my mother's office.

Thinking of this, I quickly ran to the bungalow, found a climbing point, and tiptoed onto the small balcony.

The air conditioner's split unit on the balcony was humming. I looked through the gap in the curtains, which were being pulled back by a stack of books, and my blood surged: Xia, shirtless and with a lean, muscular physique, was pressed tightly against my mother from behind. My mother was also naked from the waist up, her white shirt and bra scattered on the floor. Her disheveled hair was resting on the desk, and his right hand was around her breast, fondling her full breasts, while his other hand was caressing her alluring buttocks. He inhaled the scent of her hair and lightly licked her neck with his tongue.

After a while, he turned my mother's face towards him and kissed her cheek. He lowered his hands, grasped the hem of her skirt, and slowly pulled it up, quickly rolling it into a ball. At the same time, he slowly pulled down her white panties with his right hand, then pressed my mother down onto the desk, lifting and spreading her legs, revealing her already wet vulva. Her eyes were half-closed, her lips slightly parted, alluringly awaiting his penetration.

Xia's handsome smile graced his face as he grabbed my mother's slender ankles; her panties were still hanging there, and her black high heels were still on her sexy legs, making her look very wanton. He thrust his enormous penis into my mother's body in one swift motion. He quickly became more forceful, thrusting in and out, aiming for the deepest point. My mother eagerly responded, her lower body slick with moisture; she clung to Xia, her legs wrapped around his waist. The room was filled with the sounds of "splashing" sounds.

The sounds of thrusting filled the air. Half an hour later, he buried his head in my mother's chest, fondling her breasts and slapping her buttocks, his desire reaching its peak. At this moment, I heard my mother panting and saying to him, "Mmm—mmm—be quieter!" He didn't answer, gritting his teeth and continuing his arduous work. After another three or four minutes, he became even more unrestrained, the desk and my mother's body swaying under his weight. She knew Xia was about to come; this was the prelude to climax. The force on her lower body intensified, the rhythm becoming more intense. I heard Xia excitedly ask my mother, "Baby! I'm going to cum!

Oh, oh!" "Give it all to me, give it all to me, I like you, I like—mmm—mmm," she responded in a lewd voice. "Fuck, fuck!" Xia instantly erupted with passion. "Ah—Tianhong—I'm going crazy—you're so big—so big—so big—ah—ah—kill me—I'm your woman—I'm yours—ah!" My mother clung tightly to his waist, moaning and groaning.

Xia thrust wildly dozens more times, a wave of pleasure washing over him. He held my mother tightly, forcefully plunging his penis into her body, then ejaculated streams of semen, shooting straight into my mother's uterus. When his last drop of semen was released, they both let out a long sigh of relief, then remained motionless on the table, still in the position of intercourse, letting the cold air from the air conditioner blow on them. After a while, they recovered from the pleasure. Xia helped my mother up from the table, and they each took tissues to wipe each other's private parts. After they finished, the two of them cuddled and moved to the sofa. My mother hugged him contentedly, whispering sweetly,

"We did it four times last night. And so much more today! You're in such great shape!" He gently stroked my mother's smooth, delicate waist and round, plump buttocks, replying, "I used to exercise a lot when I was in college. Even now, I still go to the gym regularly!" He then smiled wickedly and continued, "But I'll be coming to you more often to work out from now on. Don't you think so, Sister Qin?" "You're so annoying!" My mother glared at him, her eyes sparkling.

Looking at my mother's alluring expression and naked body, Xia's desire rose again, and his already limp penis began to stir once more. Seeing his penis become erect again, my mother chuckled and reached out to grasp it, gently playing with it. Muttering, "Little brother's being naughty again," he felt waves of pleasure coursing through his penis, making his body burn. He then pressed my mother down beneath him and kissed her full breasts. His hands slid down her body to her wet, hot vulva.

Because they had just finished, some of his semen remained in her genitals, so he went straight to the point, spreading her legs apart and thrusting forcefully into her. My mother let out a soft moan and opened her mouth, saying, "Slower, it hurts—" But Xia silenced her, sealing her lips with his own. One hand grasped her high breast, gently rubbing her nipple with two fingers, while the other hand moved down the same path, pressing his middle finger against her vulva. With his kissing, caressing, and thrusting combined, my mother's desire was once again rapidly aroused and continued to rise.

In a short while, her skin turned red, and she exhaled heavily, tilting her head back and crying out, "Oh—ah—oh—ah—so good—you're so amazing—ah—oh—ah—oh!"

Her moans grew louder and louder, and Xia Xia gained immense satisfaction from these lewd cries.

With the pleasure radiating from his penis, he knew another uncontrollable climax was about to arrive. So he adjusted his position, holding my mother's buttocks with both hands, bringing her vulva closer to his body, and then leaned down to thrust his penis even more violently into her already overflowing genitals. With his rapid thrusting, crisp "slap slap" sounds emanated from their joined bodies, and my mother stopped moaning loudly. Her legs wrapped around his waist, and her arms clung tightly to his body like an octopus.

She opened her mouth wide, inhaling deeply, making "hmm hmm hmm" sounds. Sweat poured from Xia's body like a fountain. He gritted his teeth and quickened his pace again. After a series of rapid "splattering" sounds, a familiar tingling sensation shot through his spine like lightning, reaching his brain. Hot semen surged into my mother's body once more. He let out a long breath afterward, his tense body relaxing completely, pressing down on my mother's voluptuous flesh. As she received another wave of Xia's semen, she cried out, "Ah—" before her body relaxed completely. Her legs, wrapped around his waist, hung limply, and her arms left his body, stretching out like a starfish. Her lower body convulsed unconsciously upward with each ejaculation, like she was having an epileptic seizure.

The two lay naked on the sofa.

After what seemed like an eternity, Xia got up and put on his clothes. I asked my mother, who was still lying on the sofa, "Sister Qin, do you need me to take you home?" She murmured, "Oh dear, I'm completely exhausted. You're really—really too strong! Never mind, this isn't where you live, there aren't any cars here. I'll rest here and go back later.

If you take me, you'll start causing trouble again!" After hearing my mother's words, Xia looked at her reclining body and alluring eyes, and really wanted to penetrate her again. But thinking about the business event tomorrow, she couldn't. She knelt down and kissed my mother's lips before going downstairs. She was still lying on her side on the sofa, her beautiful body shimmering under the light. Seeing this, I thought it was time to leave.

(Chapter 4)

Back at school, I continued my studies. But I couldn't concentrate on my books, because the lewd image of a woman in her forties, with a beautiful face and figure, her long hair disheveled and covered in sweat, being fucked by a young man kept flashing through my mind. That woman was my mother, a mother I had always respected but now felt disappointed in.

A week had passed in a daze, and it was the weekend again. Just as I was idly sitting on my bed in my dorm room, reading a novel to kill time, the dorm supervisor came in and said, "He Jun, your mother is here to see you." I was very surprised. My school was located at the southernmost tip of our county, quite far from home.

In my memory, she had only accompanied me when I registered for high school; she had never come before. What was going on today?

With these questions in mind, I left my dorm and went downstairs. I saw my mother standing gracefully in the courtyard below the dorm building, waiting for me. Today, she was wearing a very well-fitting black sleeveless women's suit, the V-neckline wide open, revealing a large expanse of her fair skin. I could see her deep cleavage from the outside, and a diamond pendant, sparkling in the sunlight, lay there quietly.

She wore a women's watch on her right wrist, flesh-colored stockings encasing her exposed calves, and a pair of bright silver high heels. What surprised me even more was that she, who always sported slightly wavy long hair, now had straight, jet-black hair, making her look both elegant and incredibly alluring.

"Xiao Jun, silly boy, stop staring, come with Mommy." Seeing me staring blankly at her new look, she smiled charmingly and beckoned me. "Okay," I replied, following her out.

On the way, she smiled and asked, "How is it? Doesn't Mommy's hair look good?" I answered with my head down, "Mmm." "You brat, don't walk with your head down. You need to break this bad habit." Seeing my absent-minded answer, she changed the subject, correcting my walking posture. "Okay," I replied, still with that half-dead expression.

She shook her head and said, "Xiaojun, Mom didn't go shopping with you last time, so I wanted to go with you today and came to get you. We just ran into that Mr. Xia. He said he's going to Ningfeng City, which you've always wanted to go to, right? He has a car, and Mom talked to him, and he agreed. He's waiting for us at the school gate now. He said a new large shopping mall has opened in Ningfeng City, so Mom will buy you some nice clothes today. When you see people later, call them 'Uncle,' okay? Don't be rude." Hearing this, I felt a pang of sadness again. But I still agreed.

Arriving at the school gate, I saw the Buick sedan parked not far away. It pulled up in front of us as soon as my mother and I came out. My mother opened the back door and we sat in the back seat together. Xia, dressed impeccably, looked back at me and smiled at my mother, saying, "Mr. Shen, your son looks a lot like you. He'll be a handsome young man when he grows up!" "Xiao Jun, call him uncle," my mother reminded me while smiling as she answered him. "My son is a little introverted and shy. Please don't mind, Mr. Xia!" I had no choice but to call him uncle.

He nodded at me and said to my mother, "It's alright, he's just a kid. He'll get to know you better after seeing you often." Then he looked at me and asked, "Right, right, Xiao Jun?" "Oh," I mumbled, secretly glancing at the two of them out of the corner of my eye. Xia's gaze towards my mother held a hint of ambiguity and desire, while my mother's eyes responded with a silent, tender affection.

The car headed towards Ningfeng City. I paid no attention to the scenery along the way, my eyes constantly drawn to the two of them. Perhaps because I was in the car, they behaved very restrainedly, occasionally discussing everyday topics. They seemed to be just good friends. Xia was very talkative, knowledgeable about women's fashion trends and makeup.

He talked about everything from matching clothes and shoes to using skincare lotions and toners. My mother listened with great interest. He also occasionally asked about my studies and gave a brief introduction to the different subjects in university.

He mentioned he had a computer science background and encouraged me to apply for a computer science major. This made my mother even more fond of him, her bright blue eyes fixed on him intently. He noticed this in the rearview mirror, and a slight, almost imperceptible smile appeared on his lips.

The car arrived at its destination. Ningfeng City is over 200 kilometers from the county seat. Since it was dinnertime, he drove to a restaurant called "Shunyifang." After parking, they found a quiet, window-side booth and sat down together. He called the waiter and ordered a few dishes, two bottles of Tsingtao beer, and a bottle of juice. After everything was ready, he invited my mom and me to eat. While eating, we discussed my mom's restaurant. He suggested that she expand the business and rent several shops next to the restaurant.

My mother sighed, "Where will we get so much money? The rent for this place is 30,000 yuan a year. If we rent the place next door, the rent will definitely double. After deducting other expenses, we won't make much money." Xia replied calmly, "That's not how it works, Mr. Shen. You only see the investment, not the return.

Haven't you noticed that the street where your restaurant is located is right next to the newly developed residential area in the county?

I heard the buildings are selling very well. That means the benefits will be apparent after a year. As long as we get through the first year, we won't have to worry about anything!" My mother thought he made sense, but still asked him, "But I don't have that much capital on hand right now. A good idea without the ability to execute it is the same as having no idea at all." "Oh, then how about this?

Tell me how much capital you need, and I'll help you figure something out. You can pay me back slowly if you make a profit, and I'll cover any losses if you lose money, okay?

" He calmly stated his solution. My mother's already slightly flushed face, due to the alcohol, became even redder. Looking at his handsome face, I smiled gently and said, "How could I accept that,

Mr. Xia? You've already been very kind to our restaurant." "Oh, it's nothing. It's just that I hit it off with you, Mr. Shen, the moment we met!

I feel like you're my older sister. If you say that, then we're being too formal!" He waved his hand generously. "Hehe, alright then. Thank you in advance, Mr. Xia. How about I come to your company in a few days to discuss this further?" My mother asked him with a charming, double-edged question. He understood my mother's meaning, and although he was happy inside, he calmly agreed.

After dinner, he paid the bill and drove my mother and me to the newly opened department store in Ningfeng City, where we shopped together. My mother picked out three short-sleeved t-shirts and a pair of Nike basketball shoes for me. I noticed he insisted on paying for everything, and I mentally calculated it to be about two thousand yuan. After buying my things, my mother started browsing the women's section. After trying on several clothes, I picked one out and had the sales assistant pack it up. It was a royal blue Dior short-sleeved bodycon dress, priced at over seven thousand yuan. He paid for it without hesitation.

Then my mom picked out a pair of white Daphne sandals, a set of Shiseido cosmetics, and a bottle of Lanc?me perfume. The three items together cost about three thousand yuan. He paid for all of them. He didn't seem to care at all. Before leaving the mall, my mom went to the mall restroom to make a phone call. I guessed she was probably lying to my dad.

Sure enough, a little while later, my mom came out and called me to take the phone and say a few words to my dad. After casually talking to my dad for a bit, I hung up the phone and heard my mom say to me, "Xiaojun, it's getting late. It might not be safe for Uncle Xia to drive back. How about we get a hotel room tonight and take you back to school tomorrow?" I was a little tired from shopping and wanted to rest, so I didn't object and nodded in agreement.

Xia drove us to a four-star hotel called "Jiahe Hotel". The three of them went to the front desk. He told the clerk he wanted two standard rooms. The clerk apologized and told him that the standard rooms were full, but there was one business suite with three beds, and asked if he needed it. He turned to my mother and asked, "How about we change rooms?" My mother looked at my tired face, thought for a moment, and said, "Never mind, let's just get this one. Xiaojun is tired, let him get some rest." "Oh, then I'll sleep on the sofa tonight," he said after hearing my mother's answer, and then smiled and booked the room without me even realizing it. We went into the room together after getting the room key.

It was a one-bedroom, one-living room, one-bathroom room, quite spacious. I put the bag I was carrying on the side of the living room and sat down on the sofa. My mother told me to take a shower first, so I went into the bathroom, rinsed off quickly, and came out. I saw that the two of them weren't doing anything inappropriate, just sitting on the sofa watching TV and chatting. I said to my mother, "Mom, I'm tired. I'm going to sleep." "Okay, go ahead. Uncle Xia and I have something to talk about, we'll be back to sleep soon,"

she replied. Xia said "Goodnight" to me, and I replied and went to sleep. Perhaps I was really tired, because I quickly fell asleep.

I don't know how long I slept, but I woke up and checked my watch; it was already two in the morning. Looking around, the blankets on the other two beds were still neatly spread out, showing no signs of being disturbed. I listened carefully to the sounds coming from the living room. The TV was still on, playing some drama. But a faint "slapping" sound clearly reached my ears. I quietly got out of bed, went to the door, and gently pushed it open a crack. Suddenly, a sensual scene appeared before my eyes.

Two people's clothes were scattered all over the living room floor, and my mother was sitting naked on top of Xia on the carpet. The sweat on her body was clearly visible under the room light. Her diamond pendant was also hanging between her deep cleavage, gleaming seductively. One hand held her long, flowing hair above her head, while the other rested on her body. Her full breasts heaved violently against her chest, and her round, firm buttocks bounced up and down. Her lower body was already overflowing with moisture; each time her buttocks landed, there was a "splashing" sound. My mother's face was flushed, and she was panting heavily with her red lips parted.

After a while, Xia Xia probably couldn't take it anymore. Watching this voluptuous, beautiful, mature woman move naked against him, feeling the erotic sensation of her wet, upturned buttocks against his thighs, and watching his penis thrust in and out, the tingling sensation made him want to ejaculate as well. So he suddenly sat up and pressed my mother down beneath him. My mother lay on the floor, her thighs raised high, her vulva wet and glistening, her labia red and open. Xia took a couple of breaths, and his hot, hard penis plunged into my mother's body once more. He was almost there too, and began to thrust vigorously.

The sounds of their skin colliding and the wanton squelching of their genitals made my mother moan with pleasure, "Ah—um—um—" But because I was in the inner room, she didn't dare to moan unrestrainedly. "How is it, baby? Is it good? Is my penis big? Bigger than your husband's. Isn't it? Isn't it?"

At this moment, Xia gritted his teeth and whispered a question to my mother. As he asked, he wrapped his arms around my mother's shapely buttocks, guiding his penis forcefully into her vagina. She didn't answer Xia's question, but instead thrust her hips forward with his powerful movements, her perfectly toned abdomen colliding with his lower abdomen. As he continued, he finally couldn't hold back any longer and quickly ejaculated, his penis firmly inside my mother's body, streams of semen gushing into her vagina.

After he pulled his penis out, my mother's body went limp, her lower body spasming uncontrollably, a stream of milky white semen lingering between her pink labia, barely hanging on, before she collapsed onto the carpet. Xia, panting heavily, leaned against my mother and whispered, "Sister Qin, let's go take a shower." My mother reached out and hugged him, replying softly, "You've really worn me out. I can't get up, carry me." "Okay," he said, immediately picking my mother up and carrying her naked into the bathroom, closing the door behind them. The sound of running water quickly filled the air. After only seven or eight minutes, I heard my mother whisper, "He's up again." "Hehe, I'm strong, right?

Come on, baby, give me a blowjob." Xia's voice came through the phone; he wanted my mother to give him oral sex. "No, it's dirty," my mother said, her tone slightly reluctant. "It's not dirty, look, we've already showered. It's not the first time, baby. Besides, you were quite willing to give me a blowjob the first time at my company the day before yesterday, weren't you?" Xia said to my mother.

"That's—that's because I'm afraid my husband will find out when we're doing it with you tonight after you shoot inside me. You even said that your face was covered in semen that day. I washed it several times when I got home and felt nauseous for a long time. And now you want me to do that again. You, you're so bad!" My mother said in a hurried, coquettish tone. "Oh, baby, I was wrong that day, I apologize. You see, I came here with you and your son today just to make up for it." Xia argued.

Before my mother could answer, he continued to tempt her, saying, "Come on, baby, hold it, look, it's gotten bigger again. Look, how hot, how hard, you also want to try the feeling of it getting bigger in your mouth, right?" "Hey, you really are. Be gentle later, don't wake my son." My mother sighed and agreed. "Okay, okay. Come on, baby, stick out your tongue, hiss! Yes, yes, just like that, so good!" He said excitedly, raising his voice as he inhaled. Then I heard a "smack," and my mom slapped him, saying, "I told you to be gentler! If you keep doing this, I won't do it anymore." As soon as she finished speaking, Xia quickly lowered his voice and apologized to my mom, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, baby. It felt so good, don't be angry."

After he coaxed my mom a few more times, neither of them spoke. All I could hear were the sounds of my mom sucking his penis and moaning from her nose, and Xia's excited and trembling "oh, oh" sounds. Four or five minutes passed like this, and then I heard Xia panting, "Okay, baby, come on, stand up, stick your butt up, support yourself with your hands here, yes! I'm going in. Are you ready?" "So many tricks! Hurry up. I'm going to sleep after I'm done; I have to take my son home tomorrow!" My mom's sweet voice came from inside.

She had barely finished speaking when she let out a soft "Oh," then immediately lowered her voice and continued moaning as she said to him,

"You—oh—oh—how are you so amazing—oh—oh—you're so amazing!" "Feels good, doesn't it? Big, hard, baby?" Xia asked my mother as he thrust in and out. "Feels good—so good—ah—good!"

My mother's answers became intermittent. After a while, I heard my mother panting and saying,

"Oh, my nipples feel so good, be gentle, don't be so rough, you're hurting me." He panted and said to my mother,

"Baby, your breasts are so big, so round. I'm so jealous of your husband!" "Oh—oh—then—then be my husband!" My mother was aroused by him again and answered incoherently. "Okay! From now on you're my wife! I, I want to fuck you every day! Okay? Wife?" He was getting more and more excited, gradually forgetting what had happened in the room, and frantically yelling at my mother. Hearing this, she replied even more lewdly, "Okay—okay—Tianhong—husband—fuck me—fuck me hard—I'll let you fuck me every day—husband!" As soon as she finished speaking, Xia's thrusting became even more intense.

In my ears, I heard his panting and my mother's moans, along with the "plop plop" sounds of flesh colliding and the wet, squelching sounds of his penis thrusting in and out of her vagina, echoing in the bathroom. Xia had probably already ejaculated several times before; this time he fucked my mother for over forty minutes, and her moans gradually subsided as time passed.

Then I heard Xia say to my mother, "Wife, are your legs weak? Come on, let's change positions. You sit on top." My mother weakly and lewdly replied, "Aren't you going to cum? Hurry up and cum, husband. Otherwise, I won't be able to get up tomorrow." "Okay, almost there, my darling wife, I'll carry you up." With that, he quickly thrust in again, pumping hard. Ten minutes later, I suddenly heard my mother, who had been moaning softly, gradually raise her voice. "Ah—I'm coming—husband—um," she began to ramble incoherently.

Xia also quickened his pace and called out to my mother, "Ah! Ah! Ah! Wife, it's coming, it's coming again! Get ready to welcome your husband's offspring!" My mother responded seductively, "Come on—come on again—I want you to be like this forever—forever want me—want me—ah!" Hearing her lewd words, Xia instantly felt an ecstasy, and his semen shot out like a floodgate opening, all of it entering her warm body. After a long while, I heard my mother weakly say to him, "You're really my nemesis!" He replied to her in a very gentle tone, "I really want to hold you and sleep together! I should thank your husband! If he weren't so careless with you, how could I have such a charming woman like you!" When he mentioned my father, my mother's tone became somber: "He was diagnosed with prostatitis a few years ago. Now when we're together, he comes after only a few strokes.

Sigh!"

Xia quickly comforted my mother, "Let's not talk about unhappy things. It's all my fault. I should have said something earlier—" "Okay, stop talking. Let's take a shower and rest quickly. Otherwise, we really won't be able to get out of bed tomorrow." My mother

stopped him from continuing, and the two of them quickly washed themselves and came out of the bathroom. My mother, wrapped in a bath towel, picked up her clothes from the floor and walked towards the bedroom. I also quickly crawled back into my own bed, pretending to be fast asleep. After my mother came into the room and saw that I was sleeping soundly, she lay down on the other bed and slept herself.

As she slowly fell asleep, I opened my eyes and recalled what I had witnessed that day. 04-10
(Chapter 5)

After getting up at noon, the two of them acted like ordinary friends again. We washed up one after the other. We went downstairs to the dining room and ate some food. He was very enthusiastic at the table, frequently putting food on my mother's and my plate. My mother would also secretly gaze at him tenderly with her beautiful eyes, a hint of spring in her eyes. This made me feel very depressed, so I could only eat my food with all my might.

After the meal, we went back to our room. My mother took the clothes and shoes she had bought yesterday to the inner room to change.

When she came out, Xia and I were both drawn to her. She was wearing a royal blue short-sleeved tight-fitting dress, with long, straight hair draped over her shoulders. Her full breasts pushed the dress high, creating a mountain-like effect, highlighting her curvaceous figure. White, sheer stockings encased her alluring thighs, and her white high-heeled sandals looked exceptionally seductive on her feet. She looked at the two of us, who were staring at her in a daze, and with a slight smile, she softly said to me, "Xiaojun, let's go. Your Uncle Xia and I will take you back to school.

Mommy has to go back to the hotel too." "Uh, right, Xiaojun, it's time to go back to school," Xia Xia said, also snapping out of her daze. "Okay," I replied. The three of us then grabbed our things and left the hotel.

The car drove away from Ningfeng City, heading towards the county town. The two women continued chatting and laughing along the way, but because of my presence, they didn't act too openly. The two-hour journey passed quickly, and the car arrived at the school gate.

I got out of the car with my things and turned to Xia, saying, "Thank you, Uncle Xia, goodbye." He smiled and replied, "You're welcome, Xiao Jun. If your parents won't buy you anything in the future, just tell me, and I'll buy it for you." He then took a business card from his bag and handed it to me, saying, "Here, this is my business card. You can call or come to my company to find me." I took it; it read, "Xia Tianhong, General Manager of Xingye Group Dingshen County Co., Ltd." Below were his contact information and company address.

"Oh dear, Mr. Xia, how can I accept this? You already went to so much trouble yesterday. Xiao Jun, quickly give it back to your Uncle Xia." My mother's voice came at that moment. Seeing that I was about to hand the card back, Xia quickly said to me,

"Xiao Jun, don't listen to your mother. Take it." Then he said to my mother, "Mr. Shen, it's alright. I think Xiao Jun is very good and well-behaved; I like him very much. I'll supervise his studies when I have time. Don't worry!"

My mother's beautiful face broke into a smile again. Half complaining and half grateful, she said to him, "Mr. Xia, you really are—oh well, alright then." Then she turned to me and said, "Xiao Jun, did you hear that? If you have any academic problems you don't understand, ask Uncle Xia for help. But you're not allowed to ask Uncle Xia for money. Understand?"

"Okay. I'm going in now, Mom." I replied and turned to walk towards the dormitory. "This child!"

my mother muttered helplessly, then said to Xia, "Wait a moment, I'll take him to the dormitory." Xia waved generously and said, "It's okay. You go take him first!"

My mother and I walked to my dormitory one after the other. My roommates weren't there. She helped me make my bed and gave me five hundred yuan, telling me to buy some things I liked to eat. After saying this, she said goodbye and left the dormitory. I stood at the door watching her beautiful back, deciding to go see where they were going, so I quietly followed her. After walking a short distance, I saw her take out her phone and make a call. After the call connected, I heard her say to the person on the other end, "Xiao Wang, I have some things to do this afternoon, I might be coming over around 7 pm.

Call me if you need anything. Okay, that's all for now." She hung up and walked straight towards the school gate. The Xiao Wang she mentioned was the supervisor at her restaurant. I checked my watch; it was only a little before 3 pm. I was certain they were going to have another tryst. So I continued to follow them from a distance.

When we reached the school gate, I saw her get into the car, which then drove towards the county town. I quickly ran to a small shop near the school and borrowed the owner's motorcycle to follow them. I knew the shop owner well; I often borrowed his motorcycle to borrow novels from the bookstore in the county town. He was used to it and didn't seem to mind. Following the car from a distance, I prayed in my heart that they wouldn't go to Xia's apartment complex, Yunfei. If they did, I wouldn't be able to see their live sex scene.

The car crossed the Jiangnan Bridge and headed towards the center of the county town. Soon, we arrived at the tallest building in town—the Post Office Building.

They parked the car in the parking lot and went into the building together. I suddenly remembered that the address on the business card he gave me was the Post Office Building. Didn't my mom mention earlier that she'd given him oral sex in his office a few days ago? It seemed they'd be having an affair here that afternoon. Thinking this, I parked my motorcycle and bought a pack of cigarettes at a small shop. After smoking two, I went into the building.

I took the elevator to the seventeenth floor, as indicated on the business card. The elevator doors opened, and I cautiously peered inside, discovering the entire floor belonged to their company. Since it was the weekend, there was no one at the reception, so I continued walking. The security door connecting the company and the reception was ajar; I gently pushed it open and peeked into their office area—no one was there either. Continuing further in, I saw the door to the innermost office was half-open and quietly approached.

Just as I reached it, I heard voices inside: "Is everything really alright here? Will anyone come later?" It was my mom's voice. Xia's voice came through as soon as she finished speaking: "It's okay, baby, who's going to come to the company today? It's Sunday." My mom continued, "Why don't we go to your house?

I just don't feel safe here." "Don't be afraid, baby. See, I'm here. Besides, making love here is so romantic and exciting! Don't you think so?" Xia's tone became flirtatious. My mom chuckled

and said, "You're here? I'm just afraid of you, you big pervert! You want it again after only half a day. I wonder what you're going to do to me later?" "No, no. I love you so much, how could I possibly do anything to you, baby? I'll love you gently later!" Xia said lewdly to her.

Hearing this, I leaned over. I saw Xia eagerly embrace my mom's mature and sexy body, kissing her face and neck incessantly, her hands behind my mom's back, rolling her skirt up to her waist, rubbing her round, pert buttocks.

My mother, eyes closed, nestled limply in his arms, accepting his caresses. Her delicate, soft tongue was kissed and sucked by him. His hands stroked her slippery stockings and plump, round buttocks, feeling the softness and fullness of her breasts against his chest. His lower body was already hard as an iron rod.

My mother felt the hardness of his penis pressing against her lower abdomen, and her hand involuntarily reached between his legs, feeling the hard thing through his pants, gently rubbing it. He pulled my mother to the sofa, and she reached to unbutton her skirt. Xia grabbed her hand and said, "Baby, I can't resist you in this dress. Let's do it while you're wearing it!" He then

slipped his hand inside the neckline of her skirt, which had been unbuttoned by one button, and directly grasped her breast. My mother groaned and went limp in his arms. He touched her for a while, then unbuttoned the top of the skirt, leaving only the bottom button undone. My mother's bra was white with lace trim, and her full breasts had now ridden up to the top, revealing hard, erect nipples that were flesh-colored with a hint of dark purple.

He then slipped his hand under her skirt and into her panties, rubbing her soft vulva. My mother's legs trembled slightly as she squeezed his hand between them; his fingers felt that it was wet and slippery. My mother felt a jolt, her body going limp in his arms. He immediately laid her face down on the sofa, pulled off her stockings and panties, leaving them hanging under one leg, her white, tender buttocks sticking out. He quickly stripped off his clothes, his erect penis standing erect, and pulled my mother's buttocks upwards with both hands. My mother, supporting herself on the sofa, stood up, arching her back to lift her round buttocks. Xia leaned forward, his hard penis penetrating her as my mother's legs trembled.

My mother bit a few stray strands of hair that had fallen to her lips, her eyes closed, her full breasts swaying in front of her chest.

With each thrust, she let out suppressed moans. He became even more excited, his penis pumping powerfully inside her wet vagina. My mother gripped his penis tightly with her lower body, the squelching sounds echoing between them. When he felt he couldn't hold back any longer, he would pause and reach out to fondle her breasts, then resume after a while. After several rounds, my mother's moans had become increasingly unrestrained: "Ah—ouch—oh—ah—husband—harder—ouch!" On the brown leather sofa, my mother lay sprawled out as if swimming, her arms outstretched, her royal blue skirt rolled up, revealing her smooth, white back. Her buttocks were raised high, Xia's thick, hard penis thrusting powerfully inside her, her wet vagina still making squelching sounds.

A short while later, he gripped my mother's hips with both hands, thrusting his hard lower body forcefully, feeling the friction and warmth of her soft flesh, experiencing the trembling and moans of this mature and beautiful middle-aged woman beneath him. He roared "Ah!" and ejaculated his scalding semen. With his ejaculation, my mother's body blossomed in the fervor of passion, her legs pressed tightly together, her stockings and panties hanging precariously at the back of her thighs, her delicate toes curling tightly inside her white sandals, her lower body spasming incessantly, streams of warm fluid surging against his penis.

After maintaining this position for a minute, Xia withdrew his wet penis. A stream of milky white semen mixed with clear vaginal fluid flowed from my mother's slightly parted labia, trickling down her snow-white thighs.

He, naked from the waist down, walked to the desk where tissues were kept, took a few, and then returned to my mother's side to carefully wipe her genitals. As he wiped, he said with emotion, "I really don't want you to go back!"

"Oh, I've already given you my family, what more do you want?" my mother said breathlessly. "What do I want?

Hehe!

Baby, I want to play with you all day long! What do you say?" Xia finished wiping, threw the tissues into the trash can, and then reclined on the sofa, embracing her lecherously. "All day long? Heh, wouldn't that exhaust you?

" my mother chuckled, slightly panting. Seeing him bend down and suckle her nipple again, she couldn't help but moan softly, "Mmm—be gentle!" After sucking for a while, he looked up and asked, "How is it? My darling."

"I want to go home! I can't just abandon the restaurant!" my mother replied sweetly. "Well then, how about this? I'll transfer the 80,000 yuan to your account next week. Then you can go find the landlords of those shops and rent them out. Next, we'll combine your restaurant and those shops and renovate them. I'll find the renovation workers, and the renovation costs will be handled by our company. You won't have to pay for it yourself. Then, during the restaurant renovation, find a day that's convenient for you and tell your husband you're going to the provincial capital to buy new catering equipment. Then we'll go to the provincial capital together. I have a friend there who specializes in this. He still owes our company money, but I'll talk to him and he'll definitely arrange everything. That way, we'll have a whole day, won't we?" Xia said to my mother with a smile.

She didn't answer immediately, lying there thinking. Seeing that my mother didn't answer, Xia continued to roam her body with her hands.

While urging him, she asked, "Is it okay, honey?" "Well,

what if your company sends people to audit the accounts if you use your company's money for me?" My mother was actually thinking about him. "Hey! I thought you were worried about something!" Xia said casually, then added, "Don't worry, baby. Every company in our group has these kinds of things. Nobody gets hurt because of it. Don't worry." My mother buried her head in his chest and said softly, "I was worried about you! I'd be so upset if something happened to you because of me!" "Just upset? That would be so heartbreaking! I've given you my youth and my passion. I used the essence of my 'little brother' to soothe your long-dormant body and soul—ouch!" As he was rambling on with a teasing tone, my mother bit his shoulder, then said angrily, "You big bad guy! You're so smooth-talking!" Looking at her beautiful face, both angry and embarrassed, Xia's penis grew hard again. He lowered his head and kissed my mother's lips, his hands caressing her full breasts.

My mother closed her eyes and responded passionately. Their tongues rolled, swirled, and sucked in each other's mouths. After a while, Xia's tongue left my mother's lips, and he grinned lewdly, saying, "

I'm going to fuck you again, baby." His hands were already caressing her smooth thighs, probing towards her vulva. "You big pervert!" my mother whispered, but she didn't object to his hands. She slightly parted her legs, letting them caress the softest part of her groin. He pulled my mother's hands inside, letting her touch his thick penis. My mother immediately grasped the warm thing, and then involuntarily began to gently stroke it up and down. His hands touched my mother's wet vulva, and she trembled, her grip tightening. At this moment, Xia could no longer restrain himself. He lifted my mother's body with both hands, and she obediently guided Xia's erect penis to her own. With a soft

"Ah

," she sat on Xia's lap, one leg still wrapped in rolled-up stockings and panties, her high-heeled sandals dangling from her toes. Xia thrust upwards with her hips, simultaneously pulling off the skirt and bra still hanging around my mother's neck and tossing them aside. Her body pressed softly against Xia's, her full breasts rubbing against his chest with each movement. The silver diamond pendant bounced incessantly. She trembled uncontrollably, panting heavily, her lower body tightly gripping his penis.

Xia, too, was aroused by her round, full breasts, moaning softly. After about ten minutes, Xia stopped, breathing heavily, and said, "Baby, let's go over there," pointing to the floor-to-ceiling window next to the desk.

"Ah? No! You bad boy! Someone will see!" My mother clung to him, pleading and objecting. "It's alright, it's so high up here, no one will see." Seeing that my mother was about to say something, he didn't explain further. He wrapped his arms around her waist, his penis still inside her, and forcefully lifted her up, carrying

her step by step to the French windows. "Oh, you bad guy! Pervert! Rogue! Put me down! Put me down now! How can I face people if they see us!" My mother protested, slapping his back in shame. Just as she tried to get off him, he pressed her firmly against the glass of the French windows. His mouth reached for my mother's chest, sucking and licking her neck, breasts, and armpits. His hands lifted her long, smooth, and fleshless thighs, his buttocks thrusting forcefully. Under his onslaught, my mother quickly felt the unique tingling pleasure of sex, a hot sense of shame, and the stimulation made her body burn again.

Her legs involuntarily wrapped around his waist again, and she cried out, "Ah—ah—you bad boy—you rogue—ah—husband—it feels so good—it's so amazing—you're so good at this!" Sweat beaded on Xia's forehead, and he was now extremely excited, panting heavily as he thrust into my mother, shouting,

"Is it good? Want to do it all day? Want to go to the provincial capital? Say it! Say it!" "Yes—I want—I'll do it for you all day—I'll do it for you—I'll do it for you!" My mother was already experiencing multiple orgasms, her lower body tightly gripping his penis while continuously secreting her orgasmic fluids, answering him without restraint.

"Good! Good! You're truly my woman! My sister! My wife! My darling! I'll fuck you! I'll fuck you to death!" Xia's mouth also began to shout wildly. My mother immediately responded, "Come on—fuck me to death—ah—ah!" She began to orgasm, her body secreting her own fluids that washed over Xia's glans. He felt a surge of heat wash over his penis, an instant, intense pleasure washing over him, and then his ejaculation was swift and powerful. "Splish splash,"

he ejaculated deep into my mother's womb. The two of them, tightly embracing each other, slowly slumped to the floor in front of the French windows, panting heavily. He licked the sweat dripping from my mother's fragrant shoulders. She leaned weakly against him, softly saying, "Tianhong, stop licking! It's my sweat!"

After licking, he circled his tongue around his lips, as if it were incredibly delicious. After swallowing it, I said to my mom, "This isn't sweat. This is the best aphrodisiac for me!" "You rascal!" My mom seemed shy as she hid in his arms and said softly, "You're my tonic too! You know, Tianhong. I'm almost bewitched by you! I never used to go to bars. I don't know what kind of spell you cast on me that day, but I went with you. We even danced such lewd dances.

You know, I'm over forty, and all the people there are young people like you. I still blush when I think about it.

" "Hey, baby. Don't say that. You're at your most charming right now. Your maturity, beauty, and elegance are incomparable to those young girls. There's a saying that describes a woman like you: 'A lady in public, a slut in bed.'" Xia said with a grin. "Ugh!" My mom spat at him and then said, "

And last night, I didn't want to do that with you. You were so persistent, so I just went along with it."

"What if my son wakes up and sees this?!" Xia whispered in my mother's ear, "He's not awake yet, is he? It's okay. Young people your son's age sleep very soundly. Besides, he was tired yesterday, so he's even less likely to wake up." As he said this, a lewd smile appeared on his face as he asked my mother, "Didn't you say clubbing is vulgar? How about we do something vulgar now?" "What are you going to do now?

" my mother asked, puzzled. He didn't answer, but poured two glasses of water from the water dispenser and handed one to my mother.

She drank a few sips and then put it on the table. He then went to his desk, turned on the computer, and then turned on the speakers. Immediately, loud disco music blared from the speakers. He started swaying naked to the rhythm of the music. He went up to my mother and said arrogantly, "Come on, baby. Put your clothes on first, bra, panties, and stockings. Then let's dance to the music together!" "You're coming up with another dirty idea!" "After saying that, my mother tapped his forehead with her slender finger.

She pulled up her underwear from her calves, put it on, then pulled up her stockings, picked up her bra, fastened it, and then picked up the skirt from the ground and slowly put it on. Xia swayed to the rhythm of the music, but her eyes were fixed on my mother's actions. When she finally finished dressing, she heard him shout: 'One—two—everybody—here we go!'" He suddenly jumped in front of my mother, still naked, and started shaking.

He shook his head so hard it looked like it was going to fall off, and my mother swayed along with him. After a while, a loud, unrestrained rock song started playing in the room. My mother gradually got used to the music and began to let herself sway her hips freely. She exaggeratedly swayed her hips, and Xia, still naked, grabbed her waist from behind, pulling her round buttocks towards him with both hands. My mother cooperated with his movements, offering her round, pert buttocks.

He held my mother's slender waist tightly, rubbing his penis against her alluring buttocks. Suddenly, he used his hands to pry open my mother's skirt, touching the stockings underneath. My mother didn't stop him; instead, she leaned forward, her straight hair fluttering with the movement of her head, her alluring buttocks... She was moving up and down his slowly growing penis. He watched my mother's seductive, sexy movements. Suddenly, he tore a large piece off the stockings he was caressing, knelt down, and began licking and biting my mother's thigh. Stimulated, my mother let out a soft moan, her legs buckling as she knelt, her long hair falling to either side of her ears.

At that moment, Xia came to my mother's side, hooking her chin with his fingers to lift her head. Immediately, a thick, hard, glistening penis appeared before her. He grinned lewdly, stroking his penis with one hand while the other grasped the back of her neck, slowly pushing it forward. As the penis reached my mother's nose, a lewd scent wafted over. It made her tremble, her face flush, her lips slightly parted, and she stretched... She lightly licked the head of his penis with her delicate, fragrant tongue. Instantly, he trembled with pleasure, pressing his penis tightly against my mother's sexy lips. She obediently opened her mouth and took his penis in.

My mother's soft lips slowly enveloped the round head of his penis. While enjoying the fleshy and swollen sensation of the large glans in her mouth, she used her soft, smooth tongue to circle around the glans, occasionally lightly licking the urethral opening with the tip of her tongue, her hands gently stroking his scrotum. He felt incredibly comfortable and bent down to unbutton her skirt. My mother ignored his actions, continuing to slowly move her rosy lips back and forth on his thick penis, thrusting deeper and deeper into her mouth. Finally, she unbuttoned the top three buttons of his skirt and pulled my penis out from under her clothes. He took off his mother's bra, grabbed one of her breasts with one hand, and began to knead it, his waist involuntarily thrusting forward. For a moment, all that could be heard in the room were my mother's

moans and groans, her cheeks flushed red. After a while, perhaps worried that my mother's knees couldn't take kneeling on the hard floor, he helped her up, making her kneel on the sofa. He then stood to one side of the sofa, continuing to make her perform oral sex on him. My mother diligently sucked his penis. Her hands weren't idle either; she rubbed her slender fingers around his anus, making him hiss and gasp.

He also held her head with both hands and began to thrust in and out. After about seven or eight minutes of this, he pulled his penis out of my mother's mouth. While continuing to masturbate himself, he panted and asked her, "Baby, your tongue is amazing!

I'm about to cum! Can you do it like last time?" My mother gave him a shy yet resentful look and replied, "You're so bad!" "What are you asking after all this!" He glanced down at his half-undone, crumpled, tight-fitting skirt hanging on his chest and said, "Be careful when you come out later. This dress is so expensive, it would be a shame to get it dirty." "Come on, stick out your tempting tongue! Lick my glans. Yes! Yes! It feels so good!"

He made his mother lick the tip of his glans with her tongue, while he quickly stroked the base of his penis with his hand. He continued, "Look at my baby. Look at me. Yes, make your gaze even more lewd." "My mother looked up at him, her eyes glazed and filled with lust. Her smooth, red tongue darted like a snake across his glans. Seeing her so wanton, he trembled. He grabbed her hair with his left hand, forcing her face towards his penis, while his right hand frantically masturbated. My mother's eyes were closed, awaiting his ejaculation. He shouted maniacally, 'Baby! It's coming! I'm going to cum! Clothes? If they get dirty, we'll buy new ones! I'll buy you new ones! I'll buy you new ones! Ah!!!'

A stream of white semen splattered on my mother's face, then another, and another, spraying onto her forehead, nose, lips, neck, and even chest. Finally, he let out a long sigh, 'Oh!'" He suddenly sat down on the sofa with a "

thud," embracing my mother and kissing her passionately. They held each other, exchanging saliva and the semen that had just been splattered on my mother's face and other parts of her body. After a while, he stood up and turned off the music. My mother rinsed her mouth with the water she hadn't finished drinking and complained to him, "You bad boy!

You've got me covered in semen again. How am I going to go out later?" "Hehe, I'm sorry, my darling. You have no idea how lewd you looked just now. I almost shot into your mouth," he said mischievously.

"Hmph!

You shameless pervert!" my mother said indignantly. Then, changing her tone, she said softly, "Tianhong." “

Although you’re still young and healthy, you still need to be moderate in this area. Look, we’ve done it seven times since yesterday. If this continues, you’ll have to work, and your body won’t be able to handle it.” “Mm. Thank you for your concern, darling.

But don’t worry, being with a mature and charming woman like you gives me endless energy every day.

” He said with a smile. Before my mother could say anything, he whispered mysteriously in her ear, “Even if you drain me dry, I’d still be willing!” “You’re so naughty!” my mother said coquettishly. “Hehe, I say, my darling wife, when are we going to the provincial capital?” He asked her as he saw her take out the outfit she had worn yesterday from the bag and start putting it on.

She thought for a moment and said to him, “Next week definitely won’t work. My son is coming home next week, and I have to spend time with him.

Let’s go the week he goes back to school, okay?” “Sure! I’m really looking forward to it, darling!” he said lecherously. “You’re hopeless!” my mother said shyly to him. Her eyebrows and eyes still held a hint of spring, making her look exceptionally beautiful.

Seeing that they were getting ready to leave, I left and rode my bike back to school. On the way, I thought about their trip to the provincial capital, my thoughts in turmoil.

(Chapter Six)

The day after I returned to school, our grade had a geography mock exam. Having been preoccupied with my mother and Xia's affair every day, I was naturally unprepared for the test. The next day, when the results came out, only five out of fifty-one students in the class failed, and unfortunately, I was one of them. The homeroom teacher called me over.

Because my grades were usually good, my homeroom teacher immediately asked me if I had anything on my mind when I arrived at his office. He was right; I did have something on my mind. But how could I tell him?

So I made up a lie, saying I hadn't been feeling well lately and promising I would pass the exam. He chatted with me for a few more minutes but couldn't get any information. He told me he would tell my parents and then sent me back to the classroom.

The weekend arrived as scheduled, and I left school with a heavy heart to go home. On the way, I kept praying:

I hope the teacher hasn't called yet. I hope the homeroom teacher is just trying to scare me. It was already six o'clock in the evening when I got home. As soon as I entered, I saw my mom and dad sitting on the sofa in the living room waiting for me. My dad looked at me with a serious expression, while my mom's gaze held some concern. I lowered my head, understanding dawning on me. The homeroom teacher had still made that call.

"Xiaojun, come sit down. I have something to ask you," my dad said, looking at me calmly. I carefully sat down in front of them. He asked me, "What happened to failing this diagnostic test?"

"I wasn't feeling well before the test, so I didn't prepare much. But I promise I'll pass the official exam," I said, repeating the same thing my homeroom teacher had told me. Just as he was about to continue, my mother's voice interrupted, defending me, "Alright, alright, Lao He. Our son finally got a couple of days off, so don't criticize him. He didn't do it on purpose. It's all my fault; I shouldn't have taken him out for so long that day. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so tired, and he wouldn't have neglected his studies. Besides, it wasn't the official test. It's okay that he didn't do well this time; he just needs to work hard for a few more weeks." She finished speaking in one breath and then smiled at me, saying, "Got it? You need to start studying hard next week." "Okay," I nodded in reply.

"You! Sigh! You spoil him too much," my father shook his head, smiling and his expression softening. He patted my shoulder and said, "Then I'll see how you do on your final exam. Don't be careless." I nodded in agreement.

After that, the family left the living room and sat down at the dining table to eat. My parents kept putting food on my plate, urging me to eat more. They also chatted occasionally about everyday things. As I ate, I started to wonder: Wasn't my mom going to the restaurant today? Or—oh right! It dawned on me. So I tentatively asked her, "Mom, aren't you going to the restaurant today?" My mom smiled as usual and replied, "Mom decided to expand the restaurant. So a few days ago, I went to the landlords of the neighboring shops and signed contracts to rent them. Construction started today, and the renovation company said it will take two months to finish. They'll also send someone to keep an eye on things. So, Mom won't need to go to the restaurant every day these days; just check on the progress every few days." After hearing her explanation, I said "Oh," as an answer. I thought to myself: It seems she and Xia are going to the provincial capital soon. Just then, I heard my father ask her with some worry, "Xiuqin, if the restaurant expands and then doesn't get any business, the losses will be even greater. The current scale is less risky. I still think your decision was too hasty." My mother, hearing this, said somewhat awkwardly, "Oh, Lao He. We've already started, what else can we do? Besides, haven't I already analyzed it for you? As long as the residential complex next to the restaurant gradually gets more people, business won't be bad." "I'm just worried about what might happen!" My father was still somewhat uneasy.

"Alright, alright, the contract is already signed, there's no going back. We'll talk about it when the time comes!"

she interrupted my father. The three of them continued eating.

After finishing their meal, my mother tidied up the dishes and went to the kitchen to wash them. My father went to the living room to watch TV; it seemed he wouldn't be playing cards today. I went into my room to do my homework. During this time, my mother came in once, bringing me a cup of warm milk. She also told me to take care of myself and not to stay up too late. Looking at her dignified and beautiful face, I saw an elegant air about her. It reminded me of that pretty face beneath Xia, waiting to receive his hot semen. I felt a pang of sadness. But I didn't show it outwardly; we just chatted casually for a few minutes before she left. It

was nine o'clock at night. I finished my homework and went to the bathroom to pee. But I saw the bathroom door was closed, and my dad was taking a shower. I went back inside, and as I passed their bedroom, I noticed the door was also closed, and I could hear soft voices inside. I pressed my head against the door to listen. It turned out my mom was on the phone. I heard her say, seemingly anxiously, "Really! Don't come! My husband and son are here now." It seemed she was talking to Xia. That's what I thought to myself. She paused for a moment and then said, "Didn't I tell you the day before yesterday?

Just bear with it for a few more days! I'll go to the provincial capital with you once my son goes back to school! It's really inconvenient today!" I don't know what Xia said to her, but after listening, she said in a complaining tone, "You really are! You pervert! Okay, okay. I'll go down in twenty minutes." Then she hung up the phone.

Seeing that she was about to come out, I quickly ran back to my room. I heard her open the door and come out, turning on the TV. After thinking for a moment, I decided to go watch them cheating again and came out of

my room. I found her face slightly flushed, sitting on the sofa watching TV thoughtfully. There was a faint smile on her lips. I stood up and said to her, "Mom, I'm going to Haijian's house. I left a review book with him last time. I'll go get it and be right back." Haijian is my best friend since childhood. His family also lives in this neighborhood. We were in the same grade, but went to different schools after high school. I used him as a cover. "Oh? Okay, don't stay out too late, come back early." Her thoughts interrupted by my words, she snapped out of her reverie and agreed. Then I left home.

I went outside and hid in a corner of the garage on the first floor, waiting for my mother to come down. Sure enough, a dozen minutes later, she emerged from the house. She hadn't changed out of her clothes. She was wearing a white short-sleeved tight-fitting t-shirt and black stretch pants, only her slippers were gone, replaced by white socks and women's running shoes; her long, straight hair cascaded down her back, and her full breasts and still slender waist swayed as she walked, exuding the sexy charm of a mature, middle-aged woman.

I followed her receding figure and saw her walk eastward into an alley after leaving the complex. I saw Xia's car parked not far from the alley entrance, and he himself standing under a streetlamp at the alley's exit, smoking and smiling at my mother. The two met, and without a word, walked one after the other into the depths of the alley.

I quietly followed them. I saw them reach a dark corner of a dilapidated, seemingly uninhabited gatehouse. He threw away his cigarette butt and suddenly embraced my mother, kissing her sexy, alluring lips. She struggled slightly for a moment, then began to passionately respond to his wet kiss. Their lips were intertwined, their heads occasionally tilting, their tongues moving in and out of each other's mouths. His hands began to caress her breasts through her t-shirt. After a while, their lips parted.

My mom said to him in a coquettish tone, "You big pervert! Your breath smells of smoke! People live here. Don't do it here!" "It's okay, I've checked. There are people in the two houses at the end of the alley, but not here. Baby!

Let's get started! I've missed you so much all day!" As he spoke, he pulled his hand up from under my mom's t-shirt, unhooked her bra, and caressed her firm, full breasts. She breathed slightly, seemingly enjoying his caresses. After looking around, she whispered, "You bad boy! You're so wicked! Always coming up with these weird ideas. Hurry up. She tricked my husband by saying we were out of soy sauce and came downstairs to buy some, that's why she came out here to mess with you, you big bad boy!" "Okay, okay, baby. I'll make you feel good right now!"

He answered while hastily unbuckling his belt with his right hand, revealing his already erect penis. With his left hand, he pulled down my mother's leggings and underwear. Then he continued, "Come on, baby! Turn around, hands here, ass up high. I'm about to come in!" With that, he grabbed his hard penis and tried to shove it into my mother's exposed vulva. "Hey, wait, I'm telling you, don't ejaculate inside tonight. My husband might want to sleep with me tonight. He'll find out if you ejaculate inside." At this moment, my mother, who was leaning against the corner of the doorman's wall, half-bent over, half-protruding her buttocks, and standing with her legs straight, turned her head to remind him. "How about I ejaculate in your mouth, baby?" he asked my mother mischievously. "Ugh! You're disgusting! Hurry up!" My mother didn't respond to his suggestion, just urged him on. He said nothing more, and with a "plop," thrust his erect penis into my mother's already slightly wet vagina, beginning to pump. The feeling of his thick, hard penis made my mother's body go limp, and she moaned softly, "Ah—it's in—it's so big!" He didn't speak, but grabbed my mother's round, upturned buttocks

and pulled them back forcefully, while his penis continued to thrust forward into my mother's honey pot. The sounds of flesh colliding echoed in the dark corner of the alley. My mother's body swayed violently back and forth, her pulled-down elastic pants and underwear hanging at her knees. Her long hair flowed around her ears, swaying with her body, making her look extremely lewd. Xia felt increasingly excited watching this beautiful mature woman he was manipulating. He removed his hands from her upturned buttocks, took off her tight t-shirt, and hung it around his neck.

He then unhooked her milky white bra on her back and casually threw it on the ground. He leaned down, pressing his lips against her smooth, delicate back, kissing her jade-like neck, while his hands grasped her full, round breasts, kneading them forcefully. At the same time, his lower body didn't stop, thrusting into her with the force of a pile driver. My mother, in this stimulating atmosphere, was also incredibly excited by his play. She breathed softly, wantonly arching her hips, cooperating perfectly with his thrusts. She turned her head back, her hazy eyes gazing seductively at Xia, who was moving relentlessly on top of her. He, too, found her alluring eyes and sexy body incredibly tempting in the night, and with his right hand, he held her head and kissed her lips.

The two kissed passionately again. A few minutes later, seeing Xia's lips leave my mother's, he breathed heavily and whispered in her ear, "Baby! I'm coming! Where to cum? Where to cum?" "Oh—oh—don't cum inside—not today!" my mother moaned softly. “Then I’m going to cum in your mouth!

Okay? Okay?” he continued to ask. “Oh—oh—no—no—oh—ah—oh—okay,” my mother answered incoherently. Just then, he suddenly pulled his penis out of my mother’s vagina, grabbed her and forced her to kneel on the ground. He grabbed her head with both hands, and his glans shoved into her mouth, his buttocks starting to thrust incessantly. My mother also held his thighs with her hands, rapidly licking his lips. He was so excited that he kept opening his mouth and panting heavily, and after dozens of thrusts, he let out a low growl and ejaculated his hot semen into my mother’s mouth. He didn’t pull his penis out of my mother’s mouth until he had ejaculated the last drop. Immediately, a stream of milky white semen mixed with her saliva flowed from my mother’s red lips. She gagged twice, spat out the remaining semen in her mouth, and stood up. She pulled up her pants and took out a tissue from her pocket to wipe her lips.

At this moment, Xia hugged my mother, kissed her cheek with a grin, and said, "Baby, your mouth is amazing! I felt like I was shooting inside your womb!" My mother, embarrassed, raised her hand and lightly punched his chest a few times, saying, "You're such a pervert! You went so deep just now! I even swallowed some! You filthy slut!" "Oh, really? Not bad! That stuff is very nourishing for you women! It's good for your complexion!"

he continued flirtatiously. "You still dare to say that! I'm ignoring you!" My mother was annoyed by his attitude and said angrily.

"Oh dear! Baby. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I deserve to die! I deserve to be hit! Don't be angry! It would be my fault if you got sick from being angry." He pretended to slap himself a few times on the cheek and gave my mother a pitiful look. "Okay, okay! I'm not angry with you anymore! Let's go. I'm going back too." Seeing him like this, my mother's resentment turned to joy, and she spoke to him softly. The two tidied themselves up again and went outside.

I also quickly left and went home.

(Chapter Seven)

The next day was Saturday. After lunch, the family left home and took a taxi to the mall to shop. She hadn't gone out with my father and me in a long time, and today she was dressed very beautifully. She wore a beige silk knee-length dress with straps on the shoulders and a tight waist. She also wore a navy blue short vest over it. Flesh-colored stockings covered her smooth thighs. She wore white high-heeled sandals, and her long hair was tied up in a simple bun with a hair clip. The silver diamond pendant on her jade-like neck sparkled in the sunlight, and the opening of her top revealed a full cleavage. She gave off a feeling of both dignified beauty and incomparably charming allure. Perhaps it was because she felt sorry for her father.

So, after my mom bought him a Parker gold pen for 1,000 yuan, a Philips electric shaver for over 400 yuan, and Aokang men's leather shoes for over 500 yuan at the mall, she went to the Crocodile brand section, picked up a short-sleeved casual shirt, and said to him, "Come on, Lao He. Try this on, let me see if it fits you." My dad was a little confused by my mom's sudden enthusiasm, but he didn't think much of it and said, "Forget it, Xiuqin. You've already spent a lot of money today. The restaurant still needs money. I have enough clothes for summer, no need to buy anything else."

"It's okay, Lao He. Don't worry. I can use the advance payment from the client's entertainment expenses to cover the renovation costs. Besides, I'm usually too busy at the restaurant to accompany you shopping. Now that I'm resting, I should fulfill my duties as your wife!" my mom explained softly. At this moment, looking at her still beautiful face, the scenes I had witnessed of her and Xia's secret tryst resurfaced in my mind. Thinking to herself: You betrayed Dad, and this compensation is just to lessen your own guilt.

Dad, seeing her insistence, was actually quite pleased. He stopped objecting, took the clothes from her hands, and went to the fitting room to try them on. Afterwards, seeing that the size was perfect, he asked the sales assistant to pack them up and issue a receipt. She took the receipt and went to the cashier to pay. They shopped for about half an hour more, then the three of them left the mall with their purchases, ready to go home. Just then, my mother's phone rang. She picked it up and looked at it, her expression somewhat embarrassed. I was certain it was Xia calling.

I saw her quickly hang up, send a text message, and then put the phone back in her hand. A reply came quickly, and after reading it, a blush spread across her face. After thinking for a moment, she sent another text message in return. She walked over to Dad and said, "Old He, there's something going on at the restaurant, I'll go check it out. You and Xiaojun go back first." "Oh, do you want me to come with you?" Dad asked with concern. "No, no, it's just that the building materials I bought arrived, but I haven't paid the balance yet. I'm going to check them out, and I'll go back after I pay. Don't worry," my mom replied, her expression slightly flustered when she heard my dad was going with her, but she still tried to remain calm. "Oh, then be careful. I won't be playing mahjong today; I'll stay home. Call me if anything happens," my dad instructed her with concern. "Okay, okay, you guys go back first."

After saying that, she walked in the north direction. I knew that Xia must have sent her there. I then told my dad that I was going to a classmate's house. He didn't object, but just told me to go home early. After saying goodbye to him, I followed her in the direction she went. I watched her wave and hail a taxi in the distance, then get in and head towards the north of the county. I knew she was going to Xia's place. There was no chance of seeing them making love today.

Feeling somewhat resentful, I wandered aimlessly through the streets and went into an internet cafe without thinking much about it.

After playing CS for a while, I checked the time and it was exactly 3:30 PM. An hour had passed since she left. After thinking for a moment, I decided to log off, pay, and leave the internet cafe. Once outside, I went to a quiet spot across the street, took out my phone, and dialed my mom's number. The phone rang, and I waited quietly. But it was hung up after only a few rings. I kept dialing back, and finally, on the eighth ring, she answered.

"Hello, uh, Xiaojun, is something wrong?" Her breathing sounded a little labored. "Mom, why didn't you answer the phone?" I asked deliberately. "Oh, oh, Mom was busy. I didn't check my phone and hung up." Her

voice became somewhat suppressed, as if she was trying to hold back something. I continued, "How about I come to the restaurant?

I need to talk to you." "Oh, ah! No!" She seemed to snap out of her daze and immediately refused. I asked her, feigning confusion, "Why not? Aren't you in the shop?" "Oh, no, it's not that. It's a bit dirty here right now. There's construction outside, uh, there is construction outside. Can

we talk when Mom gets home?" She explained hurriedly, wanting to hang up quickly. Just as I was about to say something more, she suddenly cried out, "Ah!" So I quickly pretended to be concerned and asked her, "Mom, what's wrong?"

"Oh, nothing, nothing, Mom just tripped. Well, Xiaojun, you can talk to Mom when Mom gets home! I'll hang up now!" She finished speaking in one breath and hung up before I could say anything more. Holding the phone, I imagined a young man in his twenties embracing a beautiful woman in her forties, making love to her. And that woman was talking on the phone with her son. This feeling was truly indescribable.

I continued wandering the streets for forty minutes before returning home. As I reached the bottom of my building, I suddenly caught a glimpse of Xia's familiar back through the window in the stairwell. I quietly went upstairs and listened intently at the corner. I saw him leaning against the window, his hand already around my mother's slender waist, his lips pressed against hers, his tongue darting past her lips and teeth, attacking her sweet tongue. My mother, feigning resistance, entangled herself with him. After a while, I saw my mother forcefully break free from him, giving him a half-smile before whispering,

"You're so naughty! We're almost home and you're still not leaving! My husband's upstairs!" "Baby, give me one more time! You're so captivating!" Xia said, still holding my mother, his hand kneading her breasts through her clothes. "No, please! It's daytime, it's too dangerous here," she replied softly. "Baby! Please! Come on, feel it, look, it's almost bursting through my underwear! We just did it this afternoon! Let's do it again!" He said, pulling my mother's hand towards his penis.

My mother blushed and used her slender fingers to stroke his thick, hard penis through his pants. Then she glared at him and whispered, "You still say this afternoon! You knew I was on the phone with our son. I told you not to move, but you insisted! What if he heard? You did it on purpose!" "No, no, baby! Please forgive me! I was wrong! I'm guilty! I won't do it again. Let's do it again!" He apologized immediately and continued to beg my mother. "Hehe, look at you, silly! Don't do that again next time. Understand?" My mother saw him begging and didn't press the matter further. "Okay, okay. Now we'll—" he continued, unwilling to give up. My mother thought for a moment and said to him, "Then let's go to the pressure washer room upstairs." He was overjoyed and immediately grabbed my mother's hand, running towards the pressure washer room on the rooftop. I followed. When

I got outside and looked through the crack in the washer room door, Xia's hand was already on my mother's round, pert buttocks, caressing them, saying, "Baby, your butt is so beautiful." He pulled my mother into his arms, her beautiful face pressed against his. "Come on," he said, starting to unbutton my mother's clothes. "You bad boy! Always so impatient, I'll do it myself."

My mother said, untying her navy blue vest hanging on the water pipe, then pulling down the straps of her tank top, leaving her only in a black lace bra supporting her full breasts, the silver diamond pendant dangling between her deep cleavage, swaying slightly from side to side. By this time, Xia was completely naked from the waist down, his thick penis erect beneath his lean body. He pulled down my mother's bra, revealing her full, round breasts. He stroked her soft breasts as he pressed her against the wall. Feeling his hard penis against her lower abdomen, my mother's heart pounded.

She said coquettishly, "You bad boy, be gentle!" Xia's hands had already reached under my mother, lifting her skirt and wrapping it around her waist. He then pulled down her panties and stockings, rolling them up to her ankles. His hand slid down her thigh to her soft vulva beneath her pubic hair. My mother went limp, reaching out to hug him. She stood on tiptoe, tilting her head back to kiss his lips, then lifted one leg to wrap around his waist, rubbing against him, her vulva close to his hard penis. He grabbed his hard penis and inserted it into her vagina. Seeing my mother so eagerly and willingly cooperating with him, Xia went wild. He picked her up, made her wrap her legs around his waist, and thrust into her vagina while standing. Her vaginal fluids had already soaked her thighs.

The sounds of their intercourse, "plop, plop," filled the air. The two embraced and kissed passionately, their lower bodies joined together. In her dazed state, my mother displayed a seductive allure. "Mmm—mmm—you bad boy—I can't live without you!" she said softly, her lower body responding even more vigorously. "Baby, me too! You're so exciting! So beautiful! I'll never forget you!" he said excitedly, thrusting rapidly.

My mother felt waves of pleasure wash over her, reaching out to hold his head tightly. She moaned incessantly, "Mmm—mmm—give me—harder—harder—mmm—mmm." Soon after, she bit Xia's ear, almost killing him, sending electric shocks through his body. He shouted, "Ah! Ah! I'm here!

Here you go! All of it!" In an instant, his penis, like a piston with lubrication, began thrusting rapidly inside my mother's vagina, ejaculating after dozens of thrusts. After a while, he withdrew his penis, a stream of semen flowing down my mother's inner thigh. He, like a deflated balloon, hugged my mother, panting. "Phew—you bad boy!

You've gotten me all covered again." My mother let out a long sigh and complained in a coquettish tone. "Baby!

You're so beautiful! Just thinking about you makes me so hard!" he explained, gently kissing my mother's ear. After a while of tenderness, they began to tidy their clothes. He took the tissue my mother handed him, wiping his penis as he asked her, "Baby, which day of next week do you want to go to the provincial capital?" "Saturday, I think. Is that okay?"

My mother, having already put her bra back on and pulled up her tank top, answered while patting the dust off her vest, asking for his opinion. "Okay!" he agreed, casually tossing aside a tissue, a mischievous smile returning to his face as he asked, "There are still so many days until Saturday. What am I going to do if I miss you?" "You rascal!" My mother, already wearing a short vest, glared at him playfully before scolding him.

"Hehe, how about I come to your house every afternoon?" he continued flirtatiously. "Sigh! You really are—okay! Whatever! You're always like this anyway!" My mother sighed and said to him quietly. "Baby! I'm truly sincere towards you! If you want to divorce your husband and be with me, then I'll marry you right away! You can bring Xiaojun with you too! I'll treat him well! I won't let him suffer any grievances!" he said to my mother with a seemingly sincere attitude.

Touched, she softly said to him, "Tianhong, that's not what I meant. I know you're good to me. We're so far apart in age, marriage is impossible. Even if we did get married, people would gossip. I would feel sorry for my husband; he hasn't done anything wrong. We'd be looked down upon by relatives and friends. Besides, you're still young, and you'll get married and start a family someday. I only ask that you remember me when that time comes. That would be enough for me."

"Qin-jie!" He was also moved by my mother's words, whispering a soft cry, and then pulled her into his arms, kissing her lips. My mother breathed heavily, her face flushed red, her eyes glazed as she wrapped her arms around his strong back, offering her lips in a tender, watery response. After a while, his lips left my mother's lips, whispering in her ear, "Baby, I want your lips!" "You rascal! You just praised me and now you're going to torment me again," my mother said resentfully, biting her lower lip. Her gaze drifted to his lower body, watching his penis gradually harden and bulge in his pants. She whispered, "This is the last time. Go home quickly after you're done.

I need to go home and ask Xiaojun what he needs." She then knelt down, unbuckled his belt, pulled out his now-erect penis, and began to suck and lick it. "Oh—baby." A tingling sensation spread from his urethra, making him groan with pleasure. Her tongue skillfully explored the area around Xia's glans, occasionally nibbling lightly with her teeth, sending shivers down his spine. "Baby! Have you ever done this with your husband?" he asked, stroking my mother's disheveled hair. My mother shook her head, a few strands of hair swaying beside her ears. He became incredibly excited, pressing her head down and saying, "From now on, only let me do it like this, understand?"

My mother didn't answer, but instead sucked his penis even more vigorously. He immediately withdrew his penis, a glistening drop of fluid still clinging to the corner of her mouth. He said, "Baby, did you hear me? From now on, only I can do this to you, not your husband!" "I won't agree to this, you big pervert!" she pouted her bright red lips and answered shyly. "Baby, please say yes, or I'll die of jealousy." Seeing that my mother wouldn't agree, he had no choice but to plead softly. "Heh, I didn't expect this scoundrel to be so jealous." My mother said with a light laugh.

"Please say yes, baby, or I won't let you go home today!" he said, acting like a rogue. "Hey! You're over twenty years old, how can you act like a child! You're even more immature than my son!" My mother's face flushed red, and she sighed and lowered her head, speaking softly. "Baby, I'm a child in front of you! A child who wants to be with you every day, play with you, sleep with you, and do this with you!" he said to my mother with a grin.

She looked up at his thick penis, her beautiful eyes seeming to be covered with a layer of mist. He began to caress his penis with both hands, as if playing with a beloved toy, and said gently, "Okay, from now on, Sister Qin's mouth will only be for you!" "Great!" He became excited again after hearing my mother's answer, and brought his penis to my mother's lips. She immediately took it in with her lips, moving it back and forth, and stirring it with her tongue.

"Ah! Good! Baby! So good, again!" He felt incredibly comfortable being licked by my mother's skillful tongue, and could only grab her head and cry out. "Mmm—um—mmm—um," my mother made intoxicating sounds as she sucked. After more than ten minutes, he was heard crying out, "Oh! Baby, I'm almost there, oh! So good!" At this moment, my mother went a step further and rubbed his testicles with her hands, as if they were her toys.

Xia watched my mother squatting in front of him, her penis constantly moving in and out of her mouth, occasionally glancing at him to see his reaction. That charming and seductive appearance instantly gave him extreme pleasure.

A chill ran down my spine, and I lost all control. My hips thrust forward rapidly, and I shouted frantically,

"Faster! Faster!

Oh! Baby! I'm coming!" She quickened her pace, frantically moving her mouth back and forth, waiting for his passionate release. "Ah! So good!" he cried out as he ejaculated. My mother continued to suck until he finished, then released her mouth and spat the semen onto the ground. She stood up and said gently to him, "

Okay, you bad boy. Go back now." He put his arm around my mother's slender waist, lowered his head and kissed her forehead deeply, then said, "Baby, I'm leaving now. I can't come to work on Monday, I'll come to see you on Tuesday afternoon.

" "Okay, I'll wait for you!" my mother returned his kiss and whispered. Her shy and bashful appearance made me yearn for her. ———— 04-10
(Chapter 8)

People often say, "Time flies like an arrow." It was Tuesday morning, and I was sitting in the classroom, listening to the teacher while racking my brains for a way to get home from school.

That day, after I got home, she asked me why I had called her. I lied and said I had gone to my classmate's house and saw that his parents had bought him a laptop, which I envied. I wanted one too, so I called her to ask for her opinion. She thought about it for a while and agreed, but only if I guaranteed I would pass the high school entrance exam and be in the top ten of the class in the final exam. I thought about it and didn't think it was a problem; it was just a lie, and getting a laptop for free was an unexpected bonus. But her Tuesday appointment with Xia still made me restless, and I wanted to go home and see what was going on.

Desperate, I went to ask my homeroom teacher for leave after school at noon. I told him I had a slight fever and wanted to go to a hospital outside the school. Because I don't usually take leave, my homeroom teacher believed I was genuinely sick and gave me a half-day leave slip to see a doctor. He just told me to be back at school before 6 pm. I agreed and left school, taking the bus.

I got off the bus on a street very close to my apartment complex. After eating at a fast-food restaurant, I didn't go home immediately because Xia had told me he would be coming in the afternoon. Besides, going now would be seen by the neighbors on their way home from work at lunchtime. I guess that's why he wanted to come in the afternoon. So, I found a small, privately owned arcade to play PS2 games. Around 2 PM, seeing it was almost time, I left and headed home.

I quickly spotted Xia's Buick sedan on the street near the complex entrance. Thinking about the exciting scene I was about to witness again, I quickened my pace. Reaching my building, I carefully observed my surroundings. Once I felt everything was alright, I steeled myself, grabbed onto an exposed drainpipe on the roof, and using my waist and abdomen, climbed up to my balcony. In no time, I was on my third-floor balcony. Crouching low and tiptoeing, I noticed the balcony door was closed, and the curtains on the windows were drawn tightly shut.

But the sounds of flesh colliding inside, the creaking of the bed, and even the low moans coming from my mother's mouth, all reached my ears clearly. I quietly crept to the balcony door, very carefully turning the handle to leave a crack and watching them make love.

My mother's long, straight, silky hair was disheveled, obscuring her face. She was only wearing black fishnet stockings on her thighs, and her delicate, white skin was glistening with fragrant sweat. Her full, round breasts swayed with her movements. Behind her

, Xia was vigorously thrusting his hot, hard penis into her vagina. His hands weren't idle either, occasionally kneading and squeezing her breasts. At that moment, my mother was enjoying his vigorous thrusts, her expression one of pure pleasure, moaning softly, "Oh—oh—so good—oh—so good." Their rhythmic thrusts and moans were perfectly synchronized. After about ten minutes, he stopped, looking at my mother's round, firm buttocks with a smile, and said, "Come on, baby, suck me." My mother turned around, gave him a wanton look, and then knelt between his legs, sucking his penis. He sat on the bed, legs spread wide, hands on the bed, watching my mother perform oral sex on him. As he watched, he asked, "How is it, baby? Is it good?"

"Mmm—mmm—mmm," my mother didn't answer, glancing at him before her lips moved even more forcefully up and down.

He immediately felt an unbearable tingling sensation in his glans. Unable to bear it any longer, he quickly pulled his penis out of my mother's mouth, pounced on her as she tried to straighten up, spread her legs, and with a "plop," thrust it back into her vagina, pumping repeatedly. While doing so, he said to her, "Baby! Your mouth is getting better and better!

I almost came just now!" "Oh—oh—you're so good—you're so good too—harder—harder—oh!" My mother was also experiencing waves of pleasure, responding to him lasciviously. "Oh! Baby! Good baby! I, I, I'm coming! Ah!" Hearing my mother's moans and groans fueled his already throbbing erection, and after thrusting into her vagina more than ten times, he ejaculated. Then he leaned forward, pressing his entire body against my mother's. The two of them embraced, panting heavily.

"You jerk! You're hurting me! Get off me!" My mom complained, pushing him away a moment later. He quickly got up and lay down beside her. But he still held her close and said mischievously, "Baby, you were so sexy just now!" "Ugh! Say that again!" My mom scolded, raising her hand to slap him a few times. "Oh, oh, I'm sorry, baby! I shouldn't have said you were sexy, you should have been charming and radiant!" He reached out and grabbed my mom's soft, boneless hand, placing it on his chest, and said with a grin.

"I did that to make you feel good. And you still say that to me!" My mom seemed shy as she leaned her head against his chest, muttering a soft complaint. "Okay, baby, don't be angry. It's all my fault, I apologize, okay?" Seeing that my mom was a little upset, he leaned his head close to her ear, kissing her earlobe as he apologized. "You jerk!" My mom lightly scolded him before leaning against him. The two of them lay on the bed resting. About ten minutes later, he suddenly got up and said to my mother, "I almost forgot, honey, wait here, I have something to give you."

He then got out of bed and left the bedroom to get something, returning shortly with a small box in his hand. He placed the box in my mother's hands and said, "Here, honey, open it and try it on." My mother curiously opened the box, revealing a gleaming silver, elegantly designed designer women's wristwatch.

She took it off and tried it on; the watch fit perfectly. She asked him with some delight, "Is this an Omega? How much did you pay for it?" "Not much, less than 30,000," he replied casually. "Oh dear, it's too expensive! I can't accept this!" My mother said, trying to take the watch off and put it back. "Hey, don't do that, Sister Qin," he said, grabbing my mother's hand. He continued, “Sister Qin, you’re the only perfect one in my eyes! This watch only enhances your elegance. If you don’t like it, just throw it away and don’t give it back.” My mother, sensing his anger, quickly explained, “No, Tianhong, Sister Qin, I didn’t mean anything by it. I just feel it’s too much of a waste for you to give me such an expensive watch! Don’t overthink it.” “

It’s alright, Sister Qin, look how beautiful this watch looks on you! Take it!” he continued to persuade my mother.

“But… but what if my husband sees this watch?” My mother hesitated. “It’s okay, if he asks, just say it’s a counterfeit! That way he won’t suspect anything!” He came up with a solution for my mother. “Oh, okay then! Thank you, Tianhong!” My mother accepted the gift and thanked him. He was delighted and said, "No need to thank me, Sister Qin. We're so close, why stand on ceremony? Just tell me what you want, and I'll buy it for you if I can afford it."

"Tianhong, I'm not happy with you saying that! Sister Qin isn't with you for your money!" My mother said to him, somewhat displeased. "Oh, Sister Qin, that's not what I meant! Don't overthink it, I genuinely like you! I swear if you don't believe me!" He quickly explained, but before he could swear, my mother covered his mouth with her hand and said softly, "Alright, Tianhong, I believe you. Sister Qin likes you too!"

"Sister Qin!" Looking at my mother's tender and charming appearance, he called out softly and then pushed her down onto the bed, pinning her beneath him, and gently kissing her smooth, voluptuous body. My mother's eyes still held a hint of spring, her pretty, delicate face flushed with a lingering blush. Her eyes were slightly open as she watched his movements on her body with a charmingly coquettish expression, and she whispered, "Want it again?" "Mmm," he replied, gently licking my mother's jade-like neck. "Then come on, you bad boy!"

she said shyly, her bright, radiant cheeks burning red. She then leaned forward and kissed Xia's lips with her warm, soft red lips, her wet, sweet tongue slipping into his mouth. He, in turn, greedily sucked on my mother's wet, fragrant tongue. In an instant, the room was filled with the allure of spring, filled with the sounds of their lovemaking. After a passionate kiss, they quickly became engrossed in their lovemaking. My mother's mature, womanly, wanton instincts had been fully aroused. Her naked body beneath him writhed gently, her beautiful eyes slightly open, a blush spreading across her fair cheeks. Her hazy eyes, like autumn water, shimmered with longing, and her soft breaths seemed to tell Xia what she needed at that moment.

"Baby, I know what you want," he whispered, kissing her earlobe as he manipulated her. "What?" Mom asked, her eyes slightly open, panting, her body responding to his movements. "Baby, you want my hot semen, you want that, don't you, don't you?"

he said, placing his thumb to her lips for her to suckle. "Mmm—mmm—yes—I want yours—give it to me—give it to me!" Mom sucked his thumb a few times before spitting it out and moaning. He watched as the intermittent, intoxicating moans escaped her lips, then began to knead her two full, ripe nipples with his fingers. He thrust repeatedly, shouting, "Ah! Baby! Wife! Your breasts feel so good! Your nipples feel so good! I'm coming again! Coming!"

After a while, he increased his speed, then yelled "Ah!" and ejaculated into my mother's uterus again. My mother trembled all over, enjoying the afterglow of another orgasm, lying motionless on the bed. He pulled his penis out, and a stream of milky white semen slowly flowed from between my mother's labia.

"Hoo, hoo, baby! You're such a beauty!" he said breathlessly, embracing my mother. My mother didn't speak, but pressed her full, white body tightly against him, her hands wrapped around his back tenderly. The room immediately fell silent.

After a long while, he got up, propped himself up on the bed, and looked at my mother who was still lying down, asking her, "Baby, is there any wine at home?" "What for?" my mother opened her eyes, asking in confusion. "I want to drink," he said to my mother.

"There's only beer at home, it's in the refrigerator in the kitchen, go get it yourself," my mother said languidly, pointing towards the bedroom door. He got out of bed to get the beer, and returned moments later with a can of Tsingtao beer. Drinking it, he asked my mother, "Honey, do you want some?" "No, thank you, I don't usually drink at home," my mother replied, sitting up against the headboard. "Come on, have some. I'll feed you." He took a sip, then climbed back onto the bed to my mother's side. He slowly moved his lips closer, trying to feed her the beer.

"You rascal!" my mother muttered under her breath. Resigned, she opened her red, luscious lips, and he immediately poured the beer into her mouth. Then, their lips intertwined, and they kissed passionately.

After kissing for a while, he pulled away from my mother's lips, poured some beer from the bottle he was still holding, and splashed it onto her full, round breasts. He then brought his mouth to them, gently and tenderly licking them. My mother looked dazed, softly moaning, "Oh—you bad boy—you're going to be naughty again—oh—so good!" He then moved on, pouring more beer onto my mother's thighs, which were still clad in black fishnet stockings, and continued licking and sucking. My mother immediately felt extremely pleasurable, clutching the sheets and moaning, like heavenly music.

After a while, he got off my mother and stood on the bed, poured the wine on his penis, and said to her in a flirtatious tone, "Baby, come on!" "You always have so many tricks up your sleeve!" my mother replied, and very cooperatively straightened up, kneeling on the bed and sucking his penis. He felt my mother's lubricated tongue stirring wantonly on his penis, and felt a little dizzy, with wave after wave of pleasure. He immediately grabbed her head with both hands, his fingers gripping her soft, straight hair tightly, and pushed forward desperately; his lower body also began to thrust involuntarily.

"Ugh—mm—ugh—mm," my mother made indistinct sounds, and her nasal cavity emitted moans that made him ecstatic. The masturbation did not stop, and his head moved back and forth more and more violently, his long hair swirling like waves. Suddenly, he withdrew his penis, dragged my mother down, jumped off the bed, stood on the floor, lifted my mother's round, upturned buttocks, aimed, and thrust in. He then held her slender waist and began to pump wildly. Soon, my mother reached orgasm. Her warm vagina spasmed, the flesh inside tightly gripping his penis, and the vaginal opening also tightened, giving him unparalleled pleasure with each thrust.

He felt extremely proud watching this middle-aged beauty, whom he had conquered, moaning and groaning. His lower body trembled, and he couldn't help but roar, "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck you to death! Fuck you!" "Fuck me—fuck me to death—I'm about to die—ahhh—faster, faster!" My mother cried out loudly, her hands gripping the sheets tightly, her buttocks thrusting back wildly.

Xia thrust in and out dozens of times, finally ejaculating deep inside my mother's honeypot, her buttocks arching high, trembling wildly to receive his repeated ejaculations. The frenzy ended, and he embraced my mother's waist from behind, his penis nestled between her buttocks, lying there quietly. Just then, I saw my mother turn to him and ask, "Tianhong, what exactly do you like about me?" He leaned close to her ear and said, "What do you think? I love everything about you—your red lips, your firm, full breasts, your alluring vulva, your snow-white, smooth body, your round, jade-like buttocks. In short, you're perfect in every way!"

My mother hugged him tightly and said gently, "Tianhong, thank you for being so good to me! I love everything about you too! I'm destined not to be your wife in this life, but I can be your lover for life! As long as you don't mind me!" Xia was also moved by my mother's confession. He kissed her red lips and said, "Baby, I will definitely treat you well! Don't worry."

Hearing the vows of eternal love, I got up dejectedly and quietly left, climbing down the stairs back to school the way I came.

(Chapter Nine)

Four days later, I didn't secretly follow them on their trip to the provincial capital. It wasn't that I didn't have money; it's just that the high school entrance exam was approaching, and instead of giving us the usual weekend break, the school organized intensive review sessions to help us pass. So, I had to suppress my curiosity and obediently stay at school to study and prepare for the exam.

Days passed, and before I knew it, it was the weekend again. A week had passed since their trip to the provincial capital. Finally, the school showed some consideration for us students who had been studying hard for almost half a month and let us go home to rest for two days. I was eager to go home, and as soon as the bell rang, I ran out of the classroom, left the school, and took the bus home.

Sitting on the bus, I took out my phone and called home. The call was quickly answered, and my mother's gentle and kind voice came through: "Xiaojun! Are you almost home?" Since I had called her a couple of days ago to say I would be back for the weekend, she was waiting for me at home early today and hadn't gone to Xia's. "I'll be there in twenty minutes, Mom," I replied. "Oh, Mom has already cooked dinner and is waiting for you with your dad,"

she said to me. "Okay, I'll hang up now." I hung up the phone immediately after saying that. I closed my eyes and waited for the car to arrive at our destination.

As soon as we got home, my mom and dad greeted me warmly. After washing my hands, I sat down at the table and began to devour the delicious food in front of me. My dad enthusiastically served me food, while my mom took the dirty clothes I brought home from school to the washing machine in the bathroom before sitting down at the table herself. The family began to eat dinner. During the meal, they casually asked me about my exam preparations. I confidently told them that I had no problems. I

also joked with my mom, telling her to prepare the money for a laptop. She smiled and said, "No problem, as long as you meet the standards I set for you that day, Mom won't go back on her word." My dad smiled and didn't object, but reminded me not to be careless. I looked at my dad, who was showing signs of aging, and then at my mom, who was still beautiful. My mood became somewhat uneasy. My father, only four years older than my mother, already had deep wrinkles etched on his forehead, and gray hairs had appeared at his temples; while my mother still exuded a beautiful charm, a charm that ordinary young and pretty girls couldn't match. I dared not think any further, because if I did, my mind would conjure up her alluring figure, her wanton moans, her dreamy eyes, and the lewd scene of her writhing and yielding beneath Xia.

After dinner, my father left home to play mahjong at the invitation of a colleague. Watching him leave, I thought to myself: tonight I might see my mother and Xia making love again. Sure enough, as I expected, after quickly washing the dishes and my dirty clothes, my mother went into the bedroom. About twenty minutes later, she came out and I was immediately stunned by her beauty.

She wore light makeup, her long hair flowing over her shoulders. She wore a low-cut, sleeveless blue blouse with dark yellow embroidery embroidered on the hem, revealing a large expanse of skin that dazzled me. A black knee-length pencil skirt hugged her rounded hips, outlining her alluring figure. She wasn't wearing stockings, and her jade-like legs shone with an alluring luster, like the bright moon in the sky. On her delicate feet were a pair of silver-gray mid-heeled sandals with buckles.

A diamond pendant and her Omega watch also adorned her, shimmering and dazzling. I watched as she slowly passed by me and said, "Xiaojun, Mom is going to the beauty salon for a facial later. You stay home and study hard, okay?" I composed myself, smelling the delicate, elegant Lanc?me perfume emanating from her, and replied, "Okay." She smiled at me, picked up her handbag, and walked out of the house.

I waited a while, then closed the door and followed her. I watched as she hailed a taxi, told the driver something, and the car started moving towards her destination. I followed on my electric bike. A dozen minutes later, she arrived. I looked up and saw a high-end coffee shop called "Star Island." Watching her walk gracefully into the coffee shop, I smoked a cigarette outside before going in myself. Inside, a polite waiter led me to a seat.

At that moment, while observing my surroundings, I unexpectedly heard Xia talking on his phone. Their seats were in the far corner of the lobby, with empty seats next to them. I immediately asked the waiter to let me sit in that corner. After sitting down, I quietly ordered a freshly squeezed orange juice and dismissed the waiter. I began to observe them. The coffee shop's seats were all covered by curtains, providing privacy for the customers.

Then, Xia finished his call and turned to my mother, who was sitting opposite him, teasingly saying, "Honey, haven't seen me for four days, did you miss me?" "What do you think?" my mother asked, not directly answering. “Of course I wanted to! If things in Beijing hadn’t been so slow, I would have come back to see you long ago. Look, this is something I bought especially for you at the Xintiandi Mall in Beijing. Do you like it?”

He said this. I carefully lifted the curtain a little and saw my mother holding a shoebox, looking inside. The box clearly bore the Guzi logo. A charming smile appeared on my mother’s face as she happily said to him, “It’s so beautiful! It must have cost a lot of money, right?” He generously replied, “It’s nothing, as long as you like it, darling.” “I like it very much!” my mother said to him with a smile. At this moment, he got up and came to my mother’s side, leaning close to her, his hands resting improperly on her thighs, and he was very indecently poking and prodding them. He asked her flirtatiously, “Where do you want to go later?”

My mother, somewhat embarrassed, gathered her long hair with her hand and cautiously surveyed her surroundings. I quickly lowered the curtain in my hand. I heard her soft whisper, "There are people next door!" When I secretly glanced at them again, my mother's long, slender legs, which had been together, shifted and opened, presenting a wanton posture to Xia. Already somewhat aroused, he ran his hand deeper under her skirt, tracing her smooth thigh.

His caresses gradually aroused my mother; her body trembled slightly, her eyes sparkled with a sensual tenderness, and her breathing became slightly labored. Seeing this, he became even more audacious and blatant, touching her smooth, full skin. His hand was like a live fish on a butcher's block, thrashing about, impossible to restrain. My mother, her face flushed, rested her head on his shoulder, looking like a shy, girlish girl, yet her eyes were brimming with a wanton, seductive allure.

Just then, I heard him whisper to her, "Suck me, baby." "Here? Isn't that inappropriate?" my mother protested, her face still red. "Baby, hurry up, look how hard it is, it's so uncomfortable. Do it here first!" he said, pulling down his zipper and pulling out his already erect penis, speaking anxiously to my mother. "Honestly! Don't yell later!" my mother said coquettishly, but her hand was already on his penis, her delicate fingers gently caressing the glans.

He immediately and skillfully slipped his hand inside my mother's shirt collar, opening her bra and caressing her full, round breasts, his fingers playing with her hard nipples. My mother cooperated, lightly licking his earlobe with her tongue, breathing heavily and moaning softly in his ear.

He was already uncontrollably excited by her seductive teasing, his hands pressing her head and neck towards his lower body. She obediently lowered herself, her long hair cascading down his crotch, her soft red lips slightly parted, her warm breath gently brushing against his sensitive glans, causing him to tremble. With a sudden push, he pressed his penis against her lips. She turned to the side, opening her lips and taking his already erect penis into her mouth, sucking and licking it. She gently moved his hands to her chest, giving him another layer of pleasure. He

looked incredibly comfortable as my mother sucked on his penis and touched her breasts. His waist began to gently thrust upwards, and he kept murmuring, "Good—good, so good! So comfortable!"

My mother's leg was stretched straight out of the seat, her delicate sandal heel tilted at the toes, lying across his hips, sucking and receiving the thrusting of his penis and the tingling sensation from his kneading of her breasts. Her

long hair swayed slightly, and the wet sucking sounds were incessant. After about ten minutes of this, my mother probably got a little tired, so she pulled away from his penis, looked up at him, and whispered, "Why haven't you come yet?

Don't hold back, hurry up! There are people outside!" "Okay, okay, baby, keep licking, I'm almost there." He said impatiently and pressed my mother back down. My mother, in order to make him come faster, had to use her tongue to stir vigorously on the urethral opening, and her palm to rapidly stroke the penis. Watching my mother's ample breasts, shapely buttocks, and jade-like legs, and feeling the tingling sensation from her tongue teasing his glans, Xia quickly felt his body tighten. On the verge of climax, he forcefully gripped my mother's head, his lower body thrusting upwards violently as if penetrating her vagina. My mother, her brows slightly furrowed, opened her lips as wide as possible, awaiting his ejaculation.

He quickly collapsed, streams of semen flowing into my mother's mouth. He leaned back, panting heavily on the seat cushion. My mother sat up from beneath him, her face flushed, cheeks puffed out, head bowed towards her water glass, her lips parted, and she spat out a large mouthful of thick semen.

Afterwards, she took out a tissue from her bag to wipe her mouth, then turned to him and complained, "Why were you so rough just now! You hurt me! You bad boy!" Hearing this, he quickly reached out and hugged my mother's head tenderly, apologizing, "I'm sorry, baby! I just missed you so much. Not a single day during

my time in Beijing was without you. Calling and texting you every day can't replace the feeling of holding you in my arms." My mother's reply to his sweet words softened as well: "I missed you too! Thinking about all the times we were together, thinking about how much you cared for me and loved me. Thinking about that night we spent together in the provincial capital, it was truly, truly intoxicating! Even now, when I calm down after coming back, I feel a little embarrassed!"

"Hehe, that day was great, wasn't it?" he asked my mother with a lewd expression. "Mmm," my mom responded shyly, then added, seemingly indignantly, "But you were so naughty that day! You kept me up all night, even after I begged for mercy!

You even made me use my breasts to make you come. And you even messed with my ass! It hurt so much when I came back the next day! You bad boy! You big bad boy!" With that, my mom buried her head in his chest, rubbing against him and acting coquettishly.

"Hehe, okay, baby, I was wrong that day. But who told you to be so eager, so seductive?

You're the one who seduced me!" he replied, stroking my mom's voluptuous body. "You bad boy! Say that again!" my mom said, raising her hand to slap him. "Hehe, I won't say it anymore, I won't say it anymore," he laughed, agreeing with my mom.

The two then began whispering sweet nothings to each other again.

After joking around for a while, Xia said to my mother, "Honey, let's go to my house later." "No, I told my son I'd be back soon. If we go to your place, we'll be back very late." My mother objected.

"Then let's get a hotel room." He suggested. "That won't work either. It wouldn't be good if some acquaintances saw us in the county." She still objected. "Then where do you suggest?" he asked, seemingly anxiously.

My mother thought for a moment before saying, "Let's go to my restaurant. The office hasn't started renovations yet.

There's not much people there right now." "Okay, let's go!" He immediately took out a hundred yuan from his wallet, threw it on the table, and pulled my mother out of the coffee shop. After they left, I paid and left too. I rode my electric bike and took a shortcut to my mother's restaurant.

I parked in a secluded spot and went to the small balcony outside my mother's office. I quietly squatted there and waited. Six or seven minutes later, I heard a car stop in front of the restaurant. Soon I heard the clatter of high heels and leather shoes on the stairs from the hallway.

Just then, my mother's voice came from outside the door: "Wait a minute, I'm getting my key! Hmm!" She had barely finished speaking when there was a loud thud, as if something had been slammed against the doorway. Half a minute later, the door opened, and I saw my mother tightly embraced by him, leaning against the doorframe, their lips locked in a passionate kiss. Her handbag and the shoebox Xia had given her were already on the floor. Xia's hand quickly slipped inside my mother's shirt collar, touching her full breasts through her bra. My mother leaned softly against him, frantically trying to pull off his short-sleeved t-shirt.

He quickly threw off his own clothes, his hand slipping under my mother's skirt, touching her soft vulva.

The two of them groped around, and he soon moved my mother to the desk. My mother moaned softly, panting as he touched her. He flipped my mother's body over so her back was to him, reached his hands behind her, and grasped her full breasts, pressing her down so she was slumped onto the desk. While pressing her down, his hands continued to knead her breasts, and his lips kissed her earlobe, making my mother's body go limp and her mouth utter moans.

A moment later, he reached down and lifted my mother's skirt, revealing a pair of sexy black panties. He quickly pulled them down to my mother's ankles, took off his pants, and pulled out his long-erect penis. He didn't insert it directly, but instead placed it between my mother's legs. His hand slipped under the hem of her shirt, unhooked her black lace bra, and grabbed her round, full breasts, kneading them while thrusting his penis between her legs, rubbing against her genitals. This made my mother pant heavily, her smooth, upturned buttocks arching upwards repeatedly. He then stopped teasing her, guided his penis with his hand, and slowly inserted it, all the way in.

My mother cried out "Ah!" and almost collapsed onto the table, her buttocks raised high, her toes pointing upwards, her heels off her shoes, only her toes still inside, her silver mid-heeled sandals dangling wildly on the floor. He thrust in and out, his body pressing down on my mother, his hands inside her clothes, caressing her full breasts, his hips moving vigorously back and forth. On the desk, my beautiful mother's head rested on the cool surface, her clothes loose, her large hands roaming inside. Her black knee-length skirt was rolled up, revealing a round, pert bottom, and her black, sexy panties were rolled up and wrapped around her ankles, her buttocks thrusting out in a way that made one's blood boil. "Ah—ah—oh—so good—you—ah!" My mother moaned lasciviously.

With each thrust of his penis, my mother trembled. This sensation made his penis seem even harder and thicker, and he said, "Baby, you drive me crazy, every time it feels different, it's so good!"

He then thrust even harder, each time penetrating deeply. His hands no longer caressed her breasts, but instead grasped her pert buttocks, his lower body rapidly thrusting in and out of her vagina. My mother was overwhelmed by the attack, her lips emitting seductive moans: "Ahhhhh—no—oh—I can't take it anymore—ah—ah!" Such alluring cries made Xia immediately feel his penis was completely out of control, streams of heat surging into my mother's womb.

After ejaculating, he withdrew his penis, while my mother remained slumped on the desk, her buttocks raised, her genitals red and wet from his penetration. After a while, he put on his clothes, panting, and patted my mother's buttocks, saying, "Baby, get up. Get ready, I'll take you home." "You bad boy! You killed me!" my mother gasped as she stood up, wiping herself with a tissue before playfully scolding him.

He came over and hugged my mother, and after a while of passionate lovemaking, they tidied up and went downstairs. Seeing this, I quietly left the balcony and went home.

(Chapter Ten)

The next morning, the family gradually got up. After finishing the breakfast my mom had cooked, everyone went about their own business: Dad contacted his mahjong partner for lunch; Mom talked to the renovation contractor on her phone about the progress; and I went to my room to read a novel. Two hours passed like this. After finishing her business and preparing lunch, she called Dad and me to eat. So the three of us sat down together for lunch.

We finished lunch quickly. Dad, afraid of missing his mahjong game, hurriedly left home. Mom cleaned up the dishes, and I, bored out of my mind, watched TV in the living room. After a while, she finished washing the dishes and went into her bedroom. I guessed she was probably going out to meet Xia again, so I considered how to follow her.

Just then, my mom came out, neatly dressed. Today she was wearing a white short-sleeved blouse with blue stripes and a blue-black skirt, black high-heeled sandals with buckles, and flesh-colored sheer stockings that encased her long, fair legs. Her long hair was also pinned up with hair clips. She looked both elegant and beautiful.

"Xiaojun, Mom's going to the shop," she said to me, who was looking at her. I immediately replied, "I want to go too, is that alright?" "Oh, well, okay then," she hesitated for a moment before agreeing. I quickly got dressed, and we both left the house and hailed a taxi at the entrance of the residential area. Sitting in the back seat, I secretly watched her; she was texting on her phone in the passenger seat. I figured she was informing Xia about the unexpected situation of us coming out together.

The car arrived at the restaurant quickly, and we got out to see the construction workers busily working.

She walked over with a swaying gait and spoke amicably to the foreman in charge. The foreman, who looked to be in his forties and had a kind and honest face, blushed slightly and answered her humbly, trying to please my mother. After talking for a while, my mother, accompanied by the foreman, went inside to check on the progress of the renovations.

I didn't go in, but waited outside. I thought to myself: It seems she lied to me. She wasn't supposed to come to the restaurant today, but my insistence on coming forced her to change her plans and come here.

Just then, I saw a Buick sedan driving towards us in the distance. It was Xia's car. The car stopped beside me, and he, dressed casually, got out, locked the door, and walked straight towards me. He smiled and greeted me, "Xiaojun, long time no see. How have you been?" "Hello, Uncle Xia," I greeted him politely, and we started chatting. He seemed quite enthusiastic towards me, occasionally asking about my studies. I answered him casually. After a while, my mother and the foreman came out together. She saw Xia talking to me, and a blush appeared on her face.

But his pace didn't slow as he approached us and said to Xia, "Mr. Xia, what brings you here? Wasn't I supposed to be there soon?" "Hehe, it's nothing, Mr. Shen. I just happened to be passing by, is that alright?" He said to my mother with a smile. "It's fine, the people you hired are quite good, and they work carefully, I'm quite at ease." My mother replied with a slight smile. "Oh, that's good then. Let's go now. How about it?" He responded and then said to my mother.

"Hmm," my mother responded and then immediately turned to me, explaining, "Xiaojun, Mom has some things to take care of with Uncle Xia. You go home first, okay?" "Okay. I'm off then, goodbye Uncle Xia." After I finished speaking, I also greeted Xia, who was giving instructions to the foreman. He also quickly said goodbye to me. Then I left the restaurant entrance and hid at a street corner to watch them.

I saw the two of them get into the car quickly. The car started and drove towards the city center. Seeing this, I hailed a taxi and asked the driver to follow them. Their car quickly arrived at a movie theater in the city center, and they parked and went inside together. I got out and watched from afar as they bought their tickets and went into the screening room. Seeing this, I quickly went in to buy my ticket and then entered the screening room. Once inside, I found very few people, only a few couples sitting around. The lights on the roof weren't completely off yet, and the movie had just started.

I saw my mother and Xia find a very secluded corner where they sat together. I cautiously walked over and sat in the second row behind them. By then, all the lights were off, and I saw them embracing and kissing passionately. Their lips and tongues were constantly exploring and swirling in each other's mouths. After kissing for a while, Xia lowered one hand as if pulling my mother's hand down, and placed the other on her shoulder, as if trying to pull her upper body down. My mother obediently leaned down, stretching her thighs outwards and resting them against his lower body, using her hand to pull down his zipper. His legs were slightly apart, his feet planted firmly on the ground, and his hands were supporting my mother's head.

I could no longer see my mother; I could only hear his soft breathing and see her disheveled hair swinging lasciviously. After a while, he patted my mother's head, signaling her to get up. I saw my mother sit up slightly, and I finally saw her face. Her hair was a little messy, and her lips were slightly parted. But she didn't stand up; she just held onto him, using her hands to pull up her skirt, letting him pull down her underwear.

I saw her lift her left leg first, Xia's body was no longer visible, then my mother straightened up a little and lifted another leg. At this moment, Xia straightened up, and I saw that he had a pair of underwear in his hand, which he casually placed on the seat next to him. My mother also leaned forward against the back of the seat in front of him. He thrust his lower body forward slightly, and his penis entered my mother's body. Then he held my mother's shoulders, making her lean against him. He began to thrust his lower body in and out. My mother's

body kept leaning forward, her head arching forward with each thrust. Then he unbuttoned my mother's shirt, pulled it down a little, leaned forward, and kissed my mother's shoulders, which still looked pale in the dim light of the movie theater. Then he reached behind her and unhooked her bra, placing it aside, and then put his hand in front of her, not taking it out again. At this moment, my mother put her hands behind her back and hugged his head, and he crawled under my mother's armpits, sucking on my mother's full, grape-like nipples.

After licking and sucking for a while, he sat up straight and thrust his hips forward forcefully. My mother was almost half-standing; she was holding onto the back of the chair, and from above, you could see that her legs were stomping on the ground, her body moving up and down intermittently. They maintained this position for about ten minutes. Xia, who had been thrusting forward, gradually sat down, while my mother's pert buttocks kept thrusting backward, allowing her to sit on his lap.

He pulled my mother closer, holding her tightly with both hands, but their bodies continued to move, their soft breathing and moans becoming more rapid. Sure enough, after thrusting into my mother a dozen times, he pressed his head against her back and stopped moving, my mother's head also leaning back. He had obviously ejaculated, and they lay there together, resting against the backrest.

A little while later, my mother whispered something in his ear, then picked up the bra next to her, fastened it, put it on, buttoned her shirt, put her underwear in her purse, straightened her skirt, and stood up to walk towards the restroom in the theater. He also fixed his pants, but didn't go with my mother; instead, he sat and waited for her. Seeing this, I left my seat and went to a dark spot near the exit in the last row of the theater to wait for them to come out. Sure enough, they came out one after the other shortly after and left the movie theater. I continued to follow them, wanting to know where they were going.

Unfortunately, the car they were in quickly started and drove towards Yunfei Community, where Xia lived in the northern suburbs of the county. Knowing I couldn't watch any longer, I had no choice but to give up following them and go home, watching a boring TV series while waiting for her to return. Around four or five o'clock, she returned home. I saw her with a charming expression,

her hair slightly disheveled and damp, and she smelled of shower gel. She had obviously showered at Xia's house. She looked a little embarrassed when she saw me watching TV in the living room, but quickly composed herself and gently asked what I wanted to eat for dinner. After I gave her a few casual replies, she went into the bathroom to put some things in the washing machine. Then she came out and went to the bedroom to change. Watching her retreating figure, the contrast between her virtuous and gentle image and her glamorous and wanton demeanor with Xia was stark, making me feel incredibly wistful.

(Chapter Eleven)

Time flew by, and it was soon early August. Having easily passed the high school entrance exam and ranked eighth in the class in the final exams, I received my wish: a Founder laptop worth over 12,000 yuan. My mother kept her promise and connected the internet at home, allowing me to access the internet at home without having to go to internet cafes or classmates' houses so often.

The restaurant had also been renovated and reopened. The newly renovated and upscale restaurant attracted many customers. She became busy, and I often went to visit her. A few times, I saw Xia with clients or colleagues from her company who were in our county on business, eating at restaurants. Whenever this happened, my mother would go to their private room to offer a few drinks or sit down and chat with them, introduced by Xia. Mature, beautiful, elegant, and articulate, she always won the favor or admiration of these guests, who all said they would come often. She and Xia would also exchange meaningful glances, hinting at their ambiguous relationship.

Actually, Xia was also constantly busy with his company during this time. He was always traveling for work and didn't have much free time to spend with my mother. Sometimes I would overhear my mother secretly calling him when my father wasn't home, expressing her longing for him. I kept this in mind, preparing to spy on them again.

The opportunity came quickly, unexpectedly. One morning in mid-August, I told her and my father that I was going to my cousin's house and wouldn't be coming home that night. She and my dad agreed and asked me to convey their greetings to my cousin's family and bring them a small gift. So I took the gift and left home, taking the bus to my cousin's house in the countryside.

When I arrived, my polite uncle and aunt greeted me warmly. Then they invited my cousin and me to play while they prepared lunch. My cousin and I played video games and chatted, and soon it was lunchtime. My aunt cooked some of my favorite dishes, and we all sat together and ate happily. During lunch, my uncle asked about my mom and dad, and I answered him.

An hour later, after finishing lunch, I played video games with my cousin for a while longer, but then I felt bored. I had originally planned to swim in their lake, but when I arrived, I learned that the lake had been polluted and swimming was no longer possible. So I said goodbye to my cousin's family. My uncle tried to persuade me to stay, but seeing my insistence, he agreed. He just gave me some local specialties to take back for my mom and dad to try. He then took me to the station and saw me onto the train. After saying goodbye, I started my journey home.

It was already 3:30 PM when I arrived at the entrance of my apartment complex. Just as I was about to go inside, I unexpectedly spotted Xia's car on the street. So I quickly ran to the garage downstairs and put the local specialties I was carrying inside. Then I climbed up the drainpipe to my balcony. When I jumped onto the balcony, I found that the curtains were still tightly closed, just like last time. But the sounds of my mother's lewd moans and the shaking of the bed were already echoing in my ears.

I carefully turned the doorknob, pushed it open a crack, and peeked inside. Instantly, a lewd scene appeared before my eyes. I saw my mother lying naked on her back on the bed, her two fair, jade-like thighs raised straight up.

At that moment, Xia was covered in sweat, his hands lifting my mother's thighs, his buttocks moving vigorously between her legs, and stimulating sounds were constantly coming from there. She kept moaning, "Oh—oh—ah—ah!" Her legs swayed back and forth as if dancing. After a while, he grasped my mother's trembling, full breasts with both hands and began to knead them. My mother wrapped her arms around his waist, bent her legs, and intertwined them with his. The fluid flowing from her lower body had soaked the sheets beneath her. Xia continued thrusting, panting, and asked my mother, "Is it good, baby? Is

it good?" "Ah—good—um—good!" My mother moaned continuously, responding to him with her mouth, while her body began to tremble uncontrollably. Accompanied by my mother's trembling, he placed his hands on my mother's head, pressed his lower body tightly against her, and ejaculated streams of hot semen into my mother's body. My mother's legs were raised high, the muscles of her two round, perky buttocks taut, her mouth wide open, emitting bursts of moans. Then he lay on top of my mother, his hands still caressing her full breasts. My mother lay there, seemingly exhausted, letting him do as he pleased. Her vagina continued to contract rhythmically, semen flowing down her smooth, white thighs, a very lewd sight.

After a while, Xia stopped what he was doing, tilting his head and smiling as he asked my mother, "Baby, did you enjoy it?" "Mmm," my mother replied shyly, resting her head against his chest. He chuckled lewdly and asked, "Hehe, haven't done this with you these past few days, you must be feeling pent up, right?" "You bad boy!" My mother looked up and glared at him, spitting out the insult. Then she leaned her head back down, muttering a low complaint, "It's all your fault, you big bad wolf! I've felt so empty without you for days."

"You're making fun of me, you're so mean!" He quickly explained, "Oh, my darling! I've been busy, haven't I? I have to finish all the tasks assigned to me! See, I came to see you as soon as I had some free time." "Always making excuses! You men are all like that, you don't cherish what you have after you get it!" My mother said, feigning displeasure, but her tone was still sweet. "I won't, I won't do that, darling! You have to believe me! If I did that, may I die a horrible death!"

He quickly swore an oath, trying to appease my mother. Seeing him like this, my mother didn't pursue the matter further, and her voice softened again: "Tianhong, I know you've been busy lately. I don't blame you! Really! Just don't go days without calling me when you're busy! I'll overthink it! And if you find a girlfriend, that's fine too, just tell me, I won't object!" Hearing this, he hugged my mother's delicate body and said to her, "Darling, don't overthink it! I won't find any girlfriend! Believe me!" "I already have a beauty like you, why would I want to find another woman?"

"That's not necessarily true! Besides, I'm not your wife! I have a legal husband! What are you to me?" My mother said with a sly look on her face. Hearing this, he grinned lewdly and said to my mother, "Then I'll do it to you again! Let you know whether your husband is better or I am!" "After saying that, he began to grope my mother's delicate body, his mouth constantly licking her jade-like neck. She let out a soft 'oh' and closed her eyes to enjoy his caresses.

His hands carefully slid over every inch of my mother's skin, his skillful technique making her feel incredibly comfortable. His fingers beautifully and shamelessly caressed my mother's breasts, finally holding them tightly like catching a pigeon, and he pressed his face against her full, swollen breasts without moving.

Then he extended his tongue and teased them, his tongue provocatively teasing my mother's areolas. Her body shifted restlessly, and he more proudly held her nipple tightly in his mouth, letting it harden and swell between his lips, gently chewing it with his teeth. This made my mother involuntarily kick her legs, her toes clenching and spreading wide. A surge of passion made her unconsciously stroke his face. She said reproachfully, 'You bad boy! Hurry up!' 'What do you mean, hurry up, baby?'" "He teased my mother while his fingers lingered between her labia, gently touching them. 'Oh! You bad boy! You bad boy! I want it, I want your cock! Your dick!'

My mother was now aroused, her lips uttering shameless lewd words, her snow-white thighs spread wide, her round, plump buttocks rubbing back and forth on the sheets. Seeing my mother's wanton and seductive state, he also wanted to penetrate her, so he sat up straight, grasped his penis, and entered my mother's vagina. As soon as he entered, my mother let out a long 'ouch,' a joyful cry as if she had been waiting for it. He contracted his lower abdomen, pressing his hips together, lifted her thighs and placed them on his shoulders, then began to thrust harder. My mother slightly opened her eyes, watching him..." Excited by the act of penetration, she couldn't resist lifting herself off the bed, arching her plump labia high, her pretty face flushed, breathing heavily, her hands tightly wrapped around his neck. At this moment, his chest, abdomen, and buttocks were pressed tightly against my mother's, their hands entwined around each other's backs and necks, their skin so close together, every pore seemingly touching.

He wasn't simply pursuing deep, rough thrusts; while pressed tightly against my mother, he slowly moved his lower body back and forth, sometimes skimming like a dragonfly. He caressed her gently like the surface of water, then thrust in with overwhelming force, sometimes even using his fingers to pry open her labia, allowing the small bud at the tip to rub intimately against the glans. My mother, unable to withstand the intense stimulation, opened her lips, her breath coming in increasingly rapid gasps, and she moved her body to meet the wet, white-scented thing.

In a short while, her pleasure surged wave after wave, and her expression at each climax was as beautiful as a flower in full bloom. After a while, they adjusted their positions; my mother gently turned her upper body to the side, and he correspondingly changed his position significantly. Their positions reversed; he lay on the bed, and my mother straddled him. She grasped his still-erect penis, positioned it between her legs, twisted her slender waist, and sat down.

He was instantly overwhelmed by pleasure, raising his body and thrusting his lower abdomen upwards. My mother released her grip, her hips pressing down, but her hands remained firmly pressed against his chest. Both were lost in passion, oblivious to everything else, in a frenzied frenzy. Half an hour later, sensing her impending climax, Xia shouted to my mother, who was still on top of him, moaning and displaying her seductive charm: "You're my wife! My wife, Xia Tianhong's wife! Isn't that right! Isn't that right?!"

"Yes—I'm your wife—your wife—ah—ah—ah!" "My mother was also experiencing waves of pleasure, constantly moaning, her slender waist swaying like willow catkins. Seeing this, he finally couldn't resist. After a few thrusts, he suddenly got up, pushed my mother down onto the bed, grabbed his penis, and rushed to her head, thrusting it into her lips with all his might. My mother cooperated, sucking on what had just been pulled from her. He cried out in pleasure, ejaculating into her mouth.

After he finished, my mother... " She didn't spit out his penis, but lingered, smacking her lips a few times, giving him a lewd smile, swallowing a mouthful of semen and saliva mixture. She then wiped a little semen from the corner of her mouth with her index finger before putting the whole thing back in her mouth and licking it clean. Her

bright red tongue darted out, circling her own lips as if savoring a delicacy. After doing all this, she raised her head, looking at Xia with alluring charm. He then sat down on the bed, panting, and said to my mother, "Baby, you were so good today!" My mother's beautiful, flushed face immediately filled with a charming smile. She said languidly to him, "I just wanted to make you feel good!"

Then she leaned against him, and the two of them fell onto the bed, embracing and talking. After observing for a while, I guessed they probably wouldn't do anything more today, so I secretly climbed downstairs. I took some local specialties from the garage and left, finding a small hotel to stay in for the night. I didn't return home until noon the next day.

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