[Urban] The Adulterous Mother - 4-6

(Chapter Twelve)

Summer vacation passed by day by day. Ten days had passed since my mother and Xia had sex at home. I stayed home fiddling with my laptop, installing many single-player games, and playing them occasionally. I would also go on QQ, browse forums, and chat with people I knew or didn't know to pass the time. But I didn't forget to keep an eye on my mother. Sometimes I would secretly follow her to see where she went after leaving home. However, to my disappointment, Xia seemed to have become busy again after that incident and hadn't contacted my mother. Her schedule was

also very regular: resting at home in the morning, leaving home around 4:30 pm to go to a restaurant, and returning home around 10:30 pm. I only occasionally overheard her whispering and cautiously talking to Xia on the phone in her bedroom. Peeking through the crack in the door, I saw her holding the phone, sometimes giggling softly, sometimes blushing shyly, her face flushed with desire. I couldn't help but feel sorry for myself and my father.

There were still five days until school started. That noon, while I was eating lunch, the phone rang. Without waiting for my mother, who was still cooking in the kitchen, I answered it. "Hello!" I said into the receiver

, and Xia's voice came through: "Hello, is this Xiaojun?" Pretending not to recognize the voice, I asked in a puzzled tone, "Who are you—" "Hehe, it's your Uncle Xia!" he replied with a laugh.

"Oh!

Uncle Xia! Hello!" I said loudly, feigning sudden realization. He then asked me kindly, "Xiaojun, is your mother home? Uncle needs to speak with her." "Yes, just a moment," I quickly replied. By this time, my mother had heard me and knew who was calling. She came out of the kitchen, saw me with the phone, and said, "Here, Xiaojun, give this to Mom, go eat your lunch." I immediately handed her the receiver, sat back down, and continued eating my lunch, listening intently as I ate.

Because I was there, my mom didn't say much. After a few "uh-huhs," she hung up the phone.

Then she went back to the kitchen, brought out the remaining dishes, and sat down to eat with me. After a while, I pretended to be puzzled and asked her, "Mom, what did Uncle Xia want to talk to you about?" When she saw me ask, a blush appeared on her face, and she quickly replied, "Oh, nothing. Your Uncle Xia is bringing some of his company's clients to a restaurant for dinner tonight, and he asked me to prepare." "Oh," I replied, indicating that I understood, but in my heart I thought: They're probably going to find an excuse to have an affair tonight. I continued eating while planning my surveillance plan for the evening.

After dinner, my mom went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, and I went back to my room to go online. After she finished washing the dishes, she went back to her bedroom for a nap.

More than two hours passed, and at 3:30, she got up and stayed in her bedroom for a short while before leaving the bedroom door ajar and going into the bathroom to take a shower. Seeing her go in, I slipped out of my room, pushed open the door, and went into the bedroom. I saw a very sexy set of lingerie on the bed. I picked up the lingerie and examined it closely: a tempting purple front-opening lace demi-cup bra and a matching pair of purple lace panties. The sexy lingerie made me involuntarily imagine my mother wearing them that night, gracefully and seductively pleasuring Xia. A strange longing welled up within me.

Ten minutes later, she emerged from the room, wrapped in a bath towel, and went back into the bedroom to get ready. I, already back in my room, absentmindedly played computer games. A while later, she finished dressing and came to my door, standing there and saying, "Xiaojun, Mom has to go to the restaurant early to prepare today. I'm leaving now!"

"Oh, goodbye, Mom," I casually said goodbye. Then, turning back, I was captivated by her: her hair was piled high, she wore a pale yellow silk sleeveless round-neck blouse, her exposed skin as white as jade, and the diamond pendant around her neck and the watch on her wrist both shimmered with a captivating luster. A black knee-length skirt hugged her full, rounded hips. Her flesh-colored sheer stockings and black high heels accentuated her curvaceous, mature, and alluring figure.

Seeing me say goodbye, she smiled and left the house. I went to the balcony and watched her gracefully walk towards the gate of the residential complex. I immediately went out and followed her. She hailed a taxi at the gate and drove towards the restaurant. Seeing this, I also hailed a taxi and followed. Soon, the two cars arrived at the restaurant one after the other. I didn't get out, but watched her enter the restaurant before getting out. Knowing what was going on, I immediately called my father, who was at work, and told him I was at a classmate's house and would have dinner there. After getting his permission, I found an internet cafe near the restaurant and waited for nightfall while surfing the internet.

Night fell, and the bright moon hung in the sky. The streetlights on both sides of the street were already on. Then I left the internet cafe, ate something on the street as dinner, and walked towards the abandoned bungalows behind the restaurant. Once there, I cautiously hopped onto the small balcony outside my mother's office, following the same route I'd taken before.

I peeked inside; the lights were on, and my mother's handbag sat on the desk, but neither she nor Xia were there. I checked my watch; it was 7:50. I guessed they were still entertaining guests in the restaurant's private room.

I then slipped into a dark corner of the balcony, took out some cigarettes I'd bought earlier, lit one, and waited for them to arrive.

One cigarette after another disappeared from my mouth, the air conditioner beside me humming and emitting bursts of heat. Just as I was about to lose patience, the office door creaked open. I peeked in and saw my mother, her face flushed, walk into the office and sit in the executive chair. She took a few breaths, then stood up and walked towards the window. I quickly ducked back inside, holding my breath, afraid of being discovered.

Fortunately, she didn't open the window; she just glanced at it a few times before drawing the curtains and going back inside. I cautiously peeked out again to observe. I saw her pour herself a glass of water from the water dispenser, drink it, sit on the sofa, take off her high heels, then bend down to remove her stockings and place them on the sofa before putting her heels back on. After doing this, she sat back in her office chair, took out a small mirror and moisturizing tissues from her purse, and wiped her slightly sweaty, flushed face in the mirror. A short

while later, the office door opened again, and Xia walked in. He quickly closed and locked the door, then walked towards my mother. My mother stood up as soon as she saw him, her eyes shining brightly as she looked at him. Soon, the two embraced passionately, their lips and tongues intertwined, greedily sucking. His hands were not idle either, caressing my mother's voluptuous, incredibly soft body.

After a long while, their lips reluctantly parted. He leaned close to my mother's burning ear and said,

"Baby, you look so beautiful today!" My mother, perhaps feeling a little ticklish, giggled in his arms, "You rascal!

Isn't it enough after looking at you all night?" "Not enough, of course not! I wish I could look at you like this forever!" he said, reaching out to unbutton my mother's sleeveless shirt. My mother gently punched his shoulder, playfully scolding, "You rascal! You're just sweet-talking me! You even touched me while we were eating. What if they saw us? How could I face them?"

"Hehe, they're from out of town, they'll be leaving in a couple of days. It's okay!" As he spoke, he had already unbuttoned my mother's sleeveless shirt, his lust rising at the sight of her sexy purple bra. He then bent down, biting open the front clasp of the bra with his mouth, and began sucking on one of my mother's grape-like nipples. Under this action, my mother fell silent. A blush spread across her beautiful face, her eyes half-closed, her hands tightly embracing his head, her breath quickening as she enjoyed his suckling. After a while, he turned to lick her other nipple, his hand already inside her skirt, teasing her vulva through her panties. This coordinated stimulation from above and below caused my mother to become aroused. She trembled and said to him, "Oh!"

"You bastard! Aren't you going to karaoke with them? Hurry up! I can't take it anymore." "Okay, baby." Hearing my mom's urging, he stood up as he answered, quickly unbuckled his belt, pulled down his pants to reveal his already erect penis, then lifted my mom's skirt, pulled her purple panties down to her knees, and with a "plop," inserted his penis into my mom's already wet vagina from behind. "Oh—it's in." My mom moaned softly, her hands gripping the corner of the desk, her legs straight on the floor, her head hanging down, her body swaying back and forth with his thrusts.

"Oh—no—slower—ah—faster—no!" "My mother began to lose her senses under his thrusts, her lips uttering incoherent moans. He remained silent, only thrusting his hips forcefully, the 'slap slap' sounds of his thighs colliding with my mother's buttocks echoing in the room. After a while, perhaps afraid of being heard, my mother began to carefully suppress her moans, but every now and then she would let out an uncontrollable cry: 'Oh—so good—faster—ah!'

Just then, his phone rang, but he didn't stop. He continued thrusting while taking out his phone from his pocket, answering it and saying, 'Hello, oh, Manager Ma, you and Assistant Xu go ahead first. Yes, yes, I have something to do, I'll be there soon. Okay, okay. See you in a bit!' He hung up the phone and put it aside, his lower body still thrusting, his upper body pressing against my mother's back, and he whispered mischievously in her ear, 'Baby, they're urging me. I need to speed things up!'" “

Oh—oh—you’re so mean—you’re even being naughty on the phone—then hurry up!” My mother answered him seemingly resentfully, her pert buttocks thrusting back and forth. Her bare breasts hung upside down on her chest like papayas. Seeing this, he began to thrust faster, his chest pressed tightly against my mother’s jade-like back, his tongue constantly sucking, licking, and lightly biting her snow-white, already bare back, while his hands kneaded her round, firm breasts. After a series of rapid “splattering” sounds, he let out a low growl from his throat: “Oh! Oh! Coming! Coming!” My mother no longer cared about being reserved, and cried out lewdly: “Hurry up—shoot it into me—give it to me—ah!” "As he shouted, his body trembled violently.

In an instant, his penis glans felt unbearably numb, and he thrust forcefully deep into my mother's vagina, his whole body trembling. Streams of heat rushed from every nerve to his penis, and finally, his semen shot out, powerfully entering her uterus.

After ejaculating, he lay on my mother's back, both of them drenched in sweat, panting heavily, enjoying the afterglow of their orgasm.

After a while, he kissed my mother's earlobe and said, "Baby, I have to go." "Mmm," she replied weakly. After speaking, he got up and straightened his clothes, then sighed, "I really don't want to go!" "Okay, okay, I know you want to stay with me. Work is important, go quickly!"

At this moment, my mother had also stood up, and said to him while putting on her clothes again. "Okay, then I'm going, baby." "After he finished speaking, he hugged my mother and kissed her lips, then turned and left the office. My mother waited for him to leave, then sat on the sofa to rest for a while before leaving the office to continue greeting guests. Seeing this, I also left the balcony and went home.

(Chapter Thirteen)

Summer vacation was over, and I returned to school to start the new semester. On the first day of school, our homeroom teacher told us to seize the time to study, because we were already in our second year of high school, and there were only two years left until the college entrance examination. I listened to his serious lecture, but I didn't care. Instead, the things between my mother and Xia Xia made me think more, and the tension and excitement of spying aroused my great interest.

Two weeks is not a long time, but it is not short either. Soon it was the weekend when I went home to rest. Feeling like I was granted a pardon, my classmates and I packed our things and went home. When I opened the door, I found no one home, but there was a note and some money on the coffee table in the living room. I took..." I picked up the note and saw it was from my mom. It turned out Dad had been away on a research trip to the countryside with his boss these past few days, and her restaurant had been doing incredibly well since its renovation and reopening.

Knowing I was coming home today, she knew she wouldn't have time to cook for me, so she left me some money to eat out. After reading the note, I took the money and went downstairs to a fast-food restaurant for dinner. Then I bought some snacks I liked at the convenience store and went home to play computer games.

After playing StarCraft for over two hours, I felt the urge to pee and went to the bathroom. While washing my hands at the sink, I noticed a razor on the side. I picked it up and saw it was a Gillette.

Knowing Dad always uses an electric razor instead of a regular razor, I was certain Xia had left it.

"Looks like he must have stayed overnight while Dad was away these past few days." "I thought to myself. Then I put the razor back in its place, left the bathroom, and went into the master bedroom. After turning on the light, I saw that the blankets on the bed were in disarray. So I went over and lifted the blankets, and saw several dried water stains on the sheets, clearly left after making love. There was also an ashtray on the bedside table, with about a dozen cigarette butts piled up inside. I picked up a slightly longer cigarette butt and looked at it; it was a Su brand.

This kind of high-end cigarette was something my father never smoked and couldn't afford. All of this further confirmed that my judgment was correct. My mind started to recall the times I had secretly seen Xia being so unrestrained on this bed." The lewd scenes of me fondling my mother's mature and voluptuous body flashed through my mind like movie clips. Her sweaty, moaning, and wanton manner, eagerly yielding, were a constant reminder of my past fantasies.

Back in my room, I had no desire to play on the computer anymore. I shut it down, turned off the light, lay down on the bed, and put on headphones to listen to music from the CD player. I drifted off to sleep with the music playing. I don't know how much time passed, but I was awakened by the sound of a door opening. Just as I was about to get up to see who it was, I heard my mother's hushed voice from the living room: "You stay here for a while, I'll go check if Xiaojun is asleep. If he's not, you can go back." Hearing this, I quickly lay back down, pretending

to snore. At that moment, she quietly entered my room and whispered, "Xiaojun, Xiaojun, are you asleep?" Seeing that I didn't react, she went to the bedside again, and after noticing that I wasn't covered by the blanket, she whispered,

"This child!" Then she carefully unfolded the blanket that was behind my feet and gently covered me. Then she left the room, closing the door behind her.

I smelled the lingering, delicate orchid perfume she had left in the room. I got out of bed and walked to the door, listening carefully. I heard Xia's soft undressing sounds outside, and a low voice asking my mother,

"Shall we take a bath together, baby?" My mother replied as soon as she finished speaking, "Yes, I'll go get you some underwear." "You first—" Her words were interrupted, as if something was blocking her mouth. I gently opened the door and, by the bright moonlight from the window, saw Xia, who was completely naked except for her underwear, carrying my mother horizontally towards the bathroom, kissing her lips as they went.

Today, she was wearing a white long-sleeved tight-fitting shirt with a lace collar, paired with black tight-fitting pants. Her shoes were off, but her hair was still up, making her look both simple and sexy. The two of them went into the bathroom, and after a while, the bathroom light came on. My mother's slightly panting voice came from inside: "Quick—quick, close the door!"

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a "slap" sound from the bathroom, like the sound of flesh being slapped. Xia said:

"It's okay, are you afraid Xiaojun will wake up? Don't worry, wasn't he there last time in Ningfeng City? He was sleeping soundly and didn't wake up. Don't worry!" "By this time, I had tiptoed to the bathroom door, holding my breath and peeking. I saw that he had placed my mother on the marble countertop of the sink, and with one hand he reached into the buttons of my mother's shirt, skillfully unbuttoned the shirt and the white bra underneath, and grabbed one of her full breasts and began to knead it."

My mother's shirt was open, and she swayed her body, moaning seductively, "Ah—you—you've been so vigorous these past few days!" Hearing this, his expression became somewhat proud. He reached inside with both hands, each grabbing a breast, kneading them while licking her earlobe and muttering, "Baby, are you wet down there again? Do you want it again?"

"Oh—mm—mm," her face flushed, and she murmured indistinctly.

Her hands also began to caress Xia's penis, which was covered by his underwear. Seeing this, he began to undress my mother. Her shirt was thrown onto the bathroom floor, revealing a pair of round, heavy breasts.

As he continued to remove my mother's pants and stockings, a full, round, mature female body, seemingly ripe with moisture, was displayed before him and me. This instantly aroused his lust. Without even a hint of flirting, he roughly grabbed one of my mother's breasts with all five fingers spread, squeezing it until it changed shape like a water balloon. His other hand wasn't idle either, forcefully spreading one of my mother's thighs apart. Her full vulva was squeezed like a bun by her still-on white panties, the fabric digging deep into her flesh.

My mother moaned in a trembling voice, "No—don't be so rough, be gentle!" Hearing her say this, Xia didn't respond; instead, his hands tightened their grip. My mother's full, alluring body writhed under his caresses and fondling. Her lips parted in rapid breaths as she gasped, "Ah—whoosh—be gentle—it hurts!"

Xia's hands stopped, his mouth kissing her full breasts twice before his hands continued to fondle them, saying, "Baby! Your breasts are amazing! I want to come in, is that okay?" "Oh—uh—uh—don't—don't tease me—oh!" My mother moaned softly, her panties slowly soaked with her juices. Under my watchful gaze, Xia pulled down her panties, leaving them hanging on one ankle. Through her open thighs, I could clearly see her dark pubic hair gleaming under the light.

Just as she was becoming increasingly excited, Xia, seeing the time was right, quickly removed his own panties, then had my mother spread her legs, brace herself on the marble countertop, and thrust her buttocks outwards towards him. His erect penis, with a "plop," plunged into her vagina and began to pump forcefully.

The sounds of flesh colliding were incessant, and my mother couldn't help but moan softly, "Oh—uh—uh!" After thrusting more than a hundred times, he stopped, pulled out his glistening penis, and said with a smile, "Come on, blow on my baby." Hearing his request, she looked at his penis, still wet with her own juices, with seductive eyes and said languidly, "You bad boy! You were so rough with me just now, now it's my turn to punish you."

With that, she stepped down from the marble counter, lowered her head, and knelt between Xia's legs, her red lips immediately swallowing his penis. He groaned comfortably, unable to resist thrusting his hips excitedly. My mother's oral skills seemed quite proficient; not only did her lips envelop his penis, but her delicate tongue also circled around his glans.

Seeing my beautiful and alluring mother kneeling between his legs, her cheeks like newly blossoming peach blossoms, her eyes glazed, her two full, round breasts swaying gently with her movements—a scene of eroticism—he immediately shuddered, almost unable to stand. He took a deep breath, removed the crystal hair clip from my mother's hair, letting it fall loose. Then, supporting her head, he sat on the toilet and continued to have my mother perform oral sex on him.

At this moment, my mother was on all fours, like an animal, kneeling between his legs, her disheveled hair, her round buttocks raised high, her back forming a beautiful curve, her full, snow-white breasts hanging down her chest, her lips stretched wide, diligently swallowing and releasing his penis. His hands were not idle either, caressing her full, firm, and elastic buttocks and smooth, delicate back, his expression one of pure bliss.

After five or six minutes, he signaled for my mother to stop. He stood up and pulled my mother up, making her hold onto the toilet tank with her hands, sticking out her buttocks. He then thrust his penis into my mother's vagina from behind. He grasped my mother's breasts, kneading and fondling them, while his lower body continued its relentless manipulation. After a while, he buried his head under my mother's armpit, putting one of her breasts in his mouth and biting it. The extreme pleasure made my mother's heart throb with joy,

and she began to moan softly. The heavenly "uh-huh" sounds and the sounds of our bodies colliding were incredibly pleasurable and intoxicating. Just as I was indulging in wild fantasies, Xia began his final thrusts, pressing his palms against my mother's full buttocks and forcefully pushing them towards him, each thrust leaving no gaps, fitting perfectly into her body. Under his frenzied thrusting, my mother suddenly trembled and let out a long moan, clearly having reached orgasm. At the same moment, Xia reached the peak of his pleasure, his penis deeply inserted, releasing hot semen.

The passion finally ended, and Xia lay panting on top of my mother, his shrunken penis slowly sliding out of her vagina. She still had her buttocks raised high, and thick, milky-white semen slowly dripped from her vagina, dripping onto the bathroom floor. He caught his breath and continued kissing my mother's earlobe, savoring the fragrance of her hair. My mother, immersed in unparalleled pleasure, lay almost limp on the water tank.

A few minutes later, Xia straightened up and turned on the shower. While doing so, he said to my mother, who was also upright but still panting, "Hurry up and shower, baby." She complained somewhat resentfully, "Then why were you in such a hurry earlier!" She then went under the shower and started showering with him. "Hehe,"

he chuckled, hugging my mother from behind and gently biting her earlobe. His tongue gently traced her earlobe, and the showerhead sprayed water onto their bodies, creating a splash. They let the water from the showerhead soak their faces and bodies. After a while, they separated and washed each other, quickly finishing their shower. While they were drying themselves, I slipped back to my room. Lying back in bed, I heard them leave the bathroom and enter the bedroom. After they went in, the house returned to its usual nighttime quiet.

I lay alone in bed, wide awake, imagining the two people in the bedroom probably about to continue doing something exciting. Thinking this, I got out of bed and gently opened the door a crack to listen. After about twenty minutes, I heard my mother's suppressed but rapid moans.

It seemed they were doing it very intensely, because the "thumping" sounds of flesh hitting flesh and the "creaking" of the bed were very clear coming from that direction. I thought about it and decided not to go and see. I closed the door and lay back down on the bed, gazing out the window. The weather was beautiful tonight; the moon, like a silver comb, hung obliquely in the sky

. Although it was late, the sky was still a deep blue, with only a few wisps of silvery-white clouds drifting between the moon and stars. Just then, the security door outside the living room creaked open. Within minutes, the peaceful night was shattered by my father's early return home. My mother's panicked cries, my father's angry shouts, and Xia's flustered voices all reached my ears. I was at a loss, lying in bed, my mind blank.

(Chapter Fourteen)

Two months later, my mother and father went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to finalize their divorce. Ever since my father caught them having an affair, feeling humiliated, he was determined to divorce my mother. No matter how much she pleaded or how much the relatives tried to mediate, he wouldn't change his mind. He felt even more ashamed to stay in the county town, so he applied to his superiors to work at the unit's branch office in a neighboring province. After completing the handover as quickly as possible, he went there. This result made my mother very depressed, and she looked very haggard.

She was forgetful and absent-minded in everything she did. Perhaps she was overly sensitive, always feeling like she was being watched, with countless eyes whispering and gossiping, trying to kill her with rumors. Under these circumstances, she quickly sold the restaurant, neglecting its management. She used part of the money to repay the relatives and friends who had lent her the money to open the restaurant. She originally intended to return the rest to Xia, since he had invested the money. However, Xia refused, telling my mother to keep it. During this time, he still did what a responsible man should do. Whenever he had free time, he stayed by my mother's side, comforting her and helping her through this difficult period.

The divorce agreement stipulated that I would live with my father, and my mother would leave the family, paying me 600 yuan per month in child support. On the day she left home at the end of November, I was at school, and my mother and I met there. Xia accompanied her. Perhaps his concern made her feel better, and she seemed less depressed.

We chatted for a while. She told me to study hard, take care of myself, and visit her when I had time. After saying this, she gave me three thousand yuan and left the school with Xia, her eyes filled with tears. Looking at her still graceful figure, I felt a mix of emotions. She moved her belongings to Xia's place, essentially living with him. Just like that, my once peaceful and happy family fell apart.

A year has passed, and it's now one o'clock in the afternoon on the second day of New Year's Day. I stand in front of the most bustling department store in the county town, looking at the deep red maple leaves on the trees lining the road, waiting for my mother. It's been a month since she left home. During this time, she called me once, telling me she went to Shanghai. Her tone was gentle on the phone; I think her emotions have gradually calmed down, and she's accepted reality. She even made a promise to take me shopping during the New Year's holiday, and I agreed. My father rested at home yesterday before going back to the countryside to work overtime. So now, I'm home alone, waiting for her arrival.

Around 1:20, my mother arrived. The moment she stepped out of the taxi, I was struck by her beauty: her delicate makeup accentuated her charming allure; her newly permed, subtly wavy long hair was naturally and elegantly parted to the side; a black and white leopard-print scarf I'd never seen before was wrapped around her snow-white neck and hung down her chest, adding a touch of wildness. A black velvet dress tightly hugged her full, firm breasts and round, pert buttocks, while a brand-new black tight-fitting leather jacket balanced her softness while enhancing her mature feminine charm.

Her long, shapely legs were clad in black stockings and black ankle boots, a striking contrast to her fair skin, making her look incredibly sexy and alluring. She walked up to me, gave me a sweet smile, and said, "Come in, Xiaojun." "Okay," I replied, about to take a step. Then she reached out and took my hand in her black, high-quality leather handkerchief. She breathed on it and said with concern, "Why aren't you wearing gloves in this cold weather? Look, your skin is cracked." "Hehe," I chuckled awkwardly, unsure how to reply. "Okay, let's go in!"

she sighed, pulling my hand as we entered the mall.

Inside, perhaps to mend our relationship, my mother spent lavishly, buying me things without hesitation: a Kappa down jacket, a Jack & Jones sweater, Apple casual jeans, Erdos sheepskin gloves, and Adidas basketball shoes. After buying these things, we went to the café on the top floor and found a seat by the floor-to-ceiling window. We sat there without saying a word. The atmosphere was a little awkward, and I awkwardly turned my head to look at the bustling cityscape outside the window. Just then, my mother spoke up: "Honey, do you blame your mother?" I turned to look at her, her face filled with guilt towards my father and me. Before I could answer, she continued,

"Honey, no matter what, I've hurt you and your father. I can't say anything about what your father did, but honey, please don't ignore me anymore, okay? If you do, I'll be even more heartbroken!" As she spoke, tears welled up in her beautiful eyes. Seeing that she was about to cry, I quickly comforted her: "Mom, don't be sad! I don't blame you anymore! Don't worry, I won't ignore you." As I said this, I handed her a tissue from the table. She took it, wiped her eyes, and after calming down a bit, asked me,

"Then can you call me every week from now on?" "Okay," I quickly replied. Then I changed the subject, talking about things at school, and she told me about the tourist attractions she had visited in Shanghai. We chatted like that, and the atmosphere began to lighten. After chatting for a while, my mom's phone rang. She glanced at the caller ID, her expression turning slightly awkward, but she answered anyway, saying, "Hello, I'm with my son." I couldn't hear what the other person was saying, but after a pause, my mom said, "Okay, I understand. Be careful driving back tomorrow, that's all for now."

Then she hung up. "Was that Uncle Xia?" I asked her. "Oh, yes," she replied, smoothing a strand of hair behind her ear. "Is he good to you, Mom?" I asked cautiously. "Yes, he's good to me,"

she answered shyly when I asked about Xia. Seeing this, I didn't press further and changed the subject.

We sat in the coffee shop until almost five o'clock, then paid the bill and left. Afterwards, we went to a Sichuan restaurant for dinner. At the table, my mom suggested I stay at her place that night. Since I was already thinking about seeing what Xia's place was like, I readily agreed. After dinner, we took a taxi to Yunfei Residential Area.

The environment inside the complex was very elegant. Although it was winter, the lawns were still lush and green under the streetlights, giving it a spring-like feel. After walking for a while, we arrived at her apartment building. After taking the elevator to their place, she unlocked the door with her key. I changed into slippers and went inside to observe. The apartment was about 70 or 80 square meters, with one bedroom, one living room, one kitchen, one bathroom, and a small balcony. The interior was exquisitely decorated, and all the high-end modern appliances were provided. The European-style room perfectly reflected the taste of a corporate executive.

My mother turned on the air conditioner and invited me to sit down. Then she took a can of Sprite from the refrigerator in the kitchen for me, chatted with me for a while, and then went to the bathroom to take a shower. I turned on the desktop computer in the living room to go online. After browsing the web for a while and finding nothing interesting, I clicked on the computer's hard drives to see if there were any games I wanted to play. When I opened the F drive, I found a hidden file that hadn't been hidden, so I opened it. There was a video in the folder, created five days ago, which I opened casually.

To my shock, it contained a lewd scene of my mother and Xia having sex! The footage was crystal clear, filmed with a high-resolution camera. I put on headphones and listened, and both of them were completely naked, displayed on the computer screen before my eyes. In the video, my mother was half-lying on Xia's lap, her mouth almost completely engulfing his penis.

She was also using her thumb and forefinger to form a small circle, stroking up and down at the base of his penis, in conjunction with her licking. Xia wasn't idle either; while enjoying my mother's oral sex, he brazenly reached his hand, which was holding her head, to her chest and directly fondled her full breasts.

She cooperated by raising her body as much as possible so that Xia could more easily grasp her entire breast in his hand. At this moment, my mother was completely immersed in the pleasure of his wanton rubbing of her nipples, sucking his penis while making moaning sounds.

I guess it was because her mouth was completely filled with his penis; otherwise, her moans would have been even more melodious and alluring. After a while, my mother seemed to feel nauseous from eating. She spat out the penis from her mouth and began to moan as she stroked it with her hand. The boy's penis was covered in my mother's saliva, making the entire large glans look slippery. I couldn't tell if it was my mother's saliva or some kind of secretion. While he continued to pinch my mother's breasts with his hand, he also panted and said to her, "Don't—don't stop—it feels good—keep going—keep licking."

My mother still seemed unable to resist the boy's penis temptation. She held the hard penis in one hand, stuck out her tongue and licked the glans, occasionally smacking her lips, seemingly enjoying the salty taste secreted by the glans. After licking it a few more times, she simply grabbed the whole thing and took it into her mouth.

He heaved his chest, eyes closed, enjoying the sensation, while simultaneously directing my mother's licking movements: "Ah—use more force, slide your tongue on it again—slide it—oh—yes—like that—oh." My mother followed his instructions, cooperating by changing her mouth shapes on his penis. It felt like he was floating on clouds. My mother became increasingly uninhibited; she not only licked his penis vigorously, making Xia moan and groan, but finally slid her tongue under his entire genitals, opening her lips to gently take his scrotum in, further stimulating him to moan, "Oh—so good—mmm."

"Oh! I can't take it anymore, come here." With Xia's words, my mother stopped sucking his penis and gently laid him down on the bed. He continued speaking as he began to spread my mother's thighs, and she cooperated by lifting her left and right legs, exposing her entire genitals to him.

He slowly knelt between my mother's legs, one hand supporting his body, the other grasping his already throbbing penis, slowly aiming it at my mother's vaginal opening, preparing to push it in.

At this moment, my mother was completely immersed in lust. She looked at Xia with anticipation, her lips slightly parted, occasionally licking her upper body with her tongue. Her once beautiful and bright eyes narrowed into slits, her gaze completely watery as she looked at the handsome man about to enter her. Even her legs slowly closed together, draped around the young man's waist, occasionally twitching restlessly.

He breathed heavily, and with a gentle push of his waist, his hard penis slowly entered my mother's vagina. He then lowered his body, pressing his chest tightly against my mother's upper body, leaving no gap. His mouth began to suck hard on my mother's tongue, making a "sizzling" sound. Meanwhile, he continued slowly thrusting his penis in and out of my mother's vagina without letting up. A short while later, the two in the video became even more frenzied, the sounds from the headphones growing increasingly intense.

Xia was gripping my mother's fair, round buttocks and thrusting forcefully; the "squelching" sounds of their bodies colliding could be clearly heard. Each thrust made my mother cry out loudly, and each in-and-out movement of his penis turned the tender flesh inside my mother's vagina inside out. As his thrusting speed gradually increased, the moans emanating from my mother's mouth began to flow continuously. Her "hmm—hmm—hmm" sounds were so full of immersion and enjoyment. His thrusting speed never slowed down, although his expression gradually began to contort and deform, as if he were in great pain and about to ejaculate, he managed to maintain that state continuously, tormenting my mother for nearly ten minutes.

With one final, forceful thrust, almost his entire penis was inside my mother's vagina. My mother seemed to be driven mad by this bone-deep pleasure; her head was thrown back, her eyes closed, her mouth wide open, letting out a cry of "Ah!" Then, her entire body began to tremble violently, from her vagina to her entire body.

It seemed my mother was about to give up, while Xia, panting, remained motionless in that deep-thrust position. Judging from his still-unshaken body, he clearly had no intention of ejaculating. A minute or two later, as my mother gradually calmed down and slowly opened her eyes, before she could say anything, he abruptly pulled his penis out of her vagina, lay flat on the bed, and pulled her hand, gesturing for her to sit on him. My mother feigned a struggle, but ultimately couldn't resist his insistence.

She slowly parted her legs and gently straddled him. He cooperated, holding his still-erect penis upright, aiming it at my mother's vagina, and urging her to sit down. My mother carefully lowered her waist, and his penis slowly entered her body. He began to thrust vigorously from below, his penis seemingly reaching all the way to her cervix with each thrust, bringing my mother to the peak of pleasure. Her moans and cries were incessant; sometimes she frowned, passively swaying her body on top of him, sometimes she opened her mouth and screamed loudly. But after only a few cries, before her lips had even closed, he immediately offered his mouth, capturing my mother's lips in his. Instantly, my mother's "ah ah" moans turned into muffled "uh uh" groans. At this moment, on the computer screen, the two naked people on the bed were now in a man-on-top position, pressed tightly together.

They were passionately kissing. And so, he began with slow, gentle thrusts, gradually increasing the speed and intensity of his movements. Loud "slap slap" and "gurgling" sounds emanated from their joined bodies, and my mother began to moan along with these sounds. Her muffled moans grew louder and louder; many times, she seemed to want to break free from Xia's sucking tongue so she could release the pleasure she felt.

Unfortunately, his hands held my mother's back tightly, not giving her any space to leave his body.

After more than a hundred thrusts, he, drenched in sweat, gasped for breath and said, "Come on, baby, let's change positions." As he spoke, he carefully rotated my mother's body. My mother seemed to understand his intentions, though she still grumbled lightly. But her body obediently followed his instructions, slowly turning so that her back faced him as she sat on his body. Throughout the entire process, they were perfectly in sync; he didn't even need to withdraw his penis, just rotated it inside my mother's vagina along with her body. My mother spread her legs and slumped onto his genitals, writhing her body back and forth. She moaned seductively as she moved. After a while, Xia seemed to find the slow pace unsatisfying.

He lifted my mother's legs, making her squat with her feet on the mattress. Then, holding my mother's round, white buttocks, he began to thrust up and down. This movement caused my mother to lean forward, and she quickly braced herself with her hands, passively moving her lower body up and down, looking like a frog in a pond as his hard penis moved in and out of her.

But my mother didn't care about the change in position, excitedly closing her eyes and enjoying it. A few minutes later, he suddenly straightened up, causing my mother to involuntarily fall onto the bed. He carefully pulled her legs out from behind, then slowly knelt behind her, continuing to thrust into her vagina in his favorite rear-entry position. My mother was also completely captivated by his various techniques. Her sexy buttocks began to thrust forcefully against his lower body, while she tried to lift her chest and arch her back, occasionally pushing herself back a few times to make his penis penetrate her even more deeply.

As he held my mother's slender waist and continued to thrust hard, my mother's long, wavy hair swung back and forth in the air, and her jade-like back was covered with a lot of sweat, glistening like pearls. His movements began to speed up, as if my mother were a steed and he was riding on it, galloping back and forth. With each thrust, my mother bit her red lips and kept moaning and panting. Along with these moans and her constant forward and backward head-bending movements, it seemed that Xia had made her feel ashamed. At this moment, he also moved his hands from my mother's slender waist to her buttocks, gripping them tightly, his nails seeming to dig into her buttocks.

This position allowed his penis to be inserted as far as possible. My mother was completely exhausted; her buttocks were raised, her upper body limp on the bed, her head resting on the pillow. A

soft, weak moan escaped her lips: "Husband—oh—you're so—so amazing—really—I can't take it anymore!" Now, he couldn't endure it any longer. After a few more forceful thrusts, he immediately pushed my mother's buttocks forward, letting out a low growl. With that growl, his lower body thrust forward with tremendous force, as if his entire body was suspended

in mid-air. His penis throbbed up and down inside her vagina, ejaculating a large amount of semen into her uterus. He shuddered a dozen times, ejaculating completely, then pulled his penis out of my mother's vagina. Then he lay down and held my mother tightly. The two of them remained locked in an embrace, panting heavily. He continued to take advantage of her, his tongue probing into my mother's mouth, teasing her and entwining with his own. After about a minute or two, he got off the bed, walked to the camera, and turned it off.

The lewd scene on the video ended; the video was nearly forty minutes long. Still somewhat unsatisfied, I had just taken off my headphones when I heard the bathroom door click open. Panicked, I quickly closed the folder and pretended to browse the web.

My mother, having just showered, had her hair wrapped in a towel, wearing a dark red silk nightgown, exuding a fresh, post-shower fragrance. She came to my side, and upon seeing me online, she seemed to realize something. Her flushed face became very uneasy. But I had already calmed down, pretending not to have noticed anything. While browsing the news online, I asked her, "Mom, do you know how to use QQ now?" "Hmm? Oh, Mom knows a little. But I don't have a QQ account yet."

She secretly observed me, probably thinking I hadn't noticed the video, and relaxed, answering softly. "Then I'll register a QQ account for you! That way we can chat online!" I suggested. "Okay. You teach Mom how to use QQ," she said with a smile.

I then registered a QQ account for Mom on Tencent's website and let her set her own password. Afterwards, I taught her some basic QQ knowledge. She learns quickly and soon became familiar with how to use QQ. She had also learned Wubi input method when she was at the Commerce Bureau, so typing was no problem for her. I logged into my own QQ account and added her account to mine. After finishing all that, she told me to go take a shower, and I took the change of underwear she had prepared for me into the bathroom.

Hot water poured over my head, body, and limbs, rinsing away the shower gel foam that had been clinging to my skin. After showering, I turned off the shower, dried myself with a towel, and stared at the steam-filled mirror.

In the blurry mirror, I could almost see the lewd scene I had just witnessed. Those scenes still flashed through my mind. "Heh." For some reason, I couldn't help but chuckle. I got dressed, opened the bathroom door, and left—

(Chapter Fifteen)

The next morning, around ten o'clock, I woke up on the makeshift bed my mother had prepared for me the night before.

Sitting up, I noticed the bed next to me was neatly made, but she was gone.

Only her faint, elegant fragrance lingered in the bedroom. I composed myself, trying to clear my head, and then noticed the sound of cooking outside. "Lunch is coming soon, I should get up,"

I thought to myself. So I got dressed, drew back the curtains, and left the bedroom.

Entering the living room, I saw a glass of milk still steaming and a slice of vanilla cake on the dining table. Perhaps hearing me come out of the bedroom, my mother's voice came from the kitchen: "Xiaojun, go brush your teeth and wash your face first. I've put your toiletries by the sink. Lunch will be ready soon, so eat what's on the table to tide you over after you're done." "Okay," I replied, then went into the bathroom and quickly brushed my teeth and washed my face.

When I came out, my mother was already in the living room. She had changed out of her pajamas from last night and was wearing an indigo-blue crew-neck long-sleeved sweater with the word "lover" printed on the front and a pair of gray cotton trousers. Her long, wavy hair was tied back in a ponytail with a headband and draped casually behind her. She placed the cooked dishes on the table and then asked me, "Can we watch some TV first, and then have lunch with Uncle Xia?"

Her tone suggested she was going to respect my wishes. Seeing her expectant look, I didn't want to put her in a difficult position, so I quickly replied, "It's okay, Mom." Seeing my agreement made her very happy. She smiled at me and then went back into the kitchen to continue cooking. I sat down on the sofa, eating and watching TV.

Around 11:30, I heard the sound of a key turning in the lock. Soon, Xia appeared before me. "Xiaojun, Happy New Year!" he said warmly as soon as he saw me. I politely returned his greeting, "Hello, Uncle Xia." Just then, my mother came out of the kitchen carrying the last of the soup she had cooked and told us, "Go wash your hands, it's time to eat." Xia and I went to the bathroom and washed our hands. The three of us sat down and began to eat.

Lunch was plentiful: stir-fried beef with green peppers, braised crucian carp in vinegar, boiled shrimp, Mapo tofu, eggplant with minced meat, stir-fried broccoli, and old duck soup with dried bamboo shoots. At the table, Xia and my mother were very attentive, serving me food and rice. I ate three bowls of rice that meal, and my stomach was so full I kept burping. After the meal, my mom cleared away the dishes and took them to the kitchen to wash. Xia and I sat on the sofa watching TV. CCTV-5 was showing sports news, and he, who is also a big fan of sports, talked to me about it. During our conversation, I learned that he had actually studied at the school I'm currently attending for a year during high school. This surprised me quite a bit. Just then, he suddenly lowered his voice and said to me with a humble expression,

"Xiaojun, don't blame your uncle. Okay?" "What's done is done, uncle. Whether I forgive you or not, my mom is already with you. As long as you treat my mom well, that's enough. This is my honest opinion, uncle,"

I said after thinking for a moment. "Thank you, Xiaojun! Uncle wouldn't be the kind of person to abandon someone after a mistake!"

he said, seemingly very grateful. He then took out a wad of cash from his wallet and handed it to me, saying, "Take this money." Just then, my mother, having finished washing the dishes, came out and witnessed this.

She immediately said to Xia, "No need, no need, Xia! I'll give it to him myself." She also gestured to me with her eyes that I shouldn't take it. Just as I was about to refuse, Xia forcefully stuffed the money into my shirt pocket, saying to my mother, "Xiuqin, this is a small token of my appreciation! Let him take it! I don't know what Xiaojun likes, so let him buy what he wants!" "Hey! You! Okay then! Xiaojun, quickly thank your uncle!"

Seeing his firm attitude, my mother had no choice but to agree. I thanked him, and he waved his hand to indicate it was nothing.

My mother then sat down, picked up a fruit knife, and peeled apples for Xia and me. The three of us sat together, watching TV and chatting.

Around 2 PM, I got up to say goodbye. I had to go to school the next day and attend evening self-study. Xia offered to drive me home, but I declined. "Xiaojun, be careful on the road. Mom and Uncle won't see you off. Call Mom when you get to school, okay?" My mom and Xia were standing at the top of the stairs, and she gave me these instructions. "Okay, Mom. You guys go back now." After saying that, I got into the elevator and went downstairs.

Stepping out of the apartment building, I walked aimlessly. Suddenly, I felt a stomach ache, probably from eating too much at lunch. I tried to hold on until I got to school to use the restroom, but after walking a while, I felt increasingly unwell. Looking around, I wasn't sure if there was a public restroom nearby, so I decided to head back to their place. Reaching their door, I rang the doorbell. After several rings, Xia's voice finally came from inside: "Who is it?"

"It's me, Uncle Xia, it's Xiaojun!" I quickly replied, feeling a bit weak. "Oh, wait a minute!" he answered from inside. Half a minute later, he opened the door, and I immediately rushed to the bathroom, sitting on the toilet without even closing the door and having a good bowel movement.

"Xiaojun, what's wrong? Is your stomach upset?" he asked, approaching the bathroom door with concern. I looked up and noticed he was only wearing a cotton shirt, and his trousers were zipped up. I immediately understood why they had taken so long to open the door. "Oh, it's nothing. I probably ate too much at lunch."

I answered while glancing outside. My mother was rushing out of the bedroom. Her long, wavy hair was disheveled, her shirt was wrinkled, and her face was flushed. "Diarrhea? Should we go to the hospital later?" She asked anxiously, ignoring her disheveled appearance, standing by the bathroom door.

"It's okay, Mom, I just ate too much. No need to go to the hospital," I quickly explained, not wanting to trouble them. "Really not?" she pressed, still worried. "No, really not,"

I quickly objected, not wanting to cause trouble. At this moment, Xia spoke up: "Xiuqin, if Xiaojun doesn't want to go, that's fine.

I'll go downstairs to the pharmacy to buy a box of berberine. Go get him some hot water." He turned and went downstairs to buy the medicine.

My mother also went back to get me some hot water.

A few minutes later, I finished my bowel movement and came out of the bathroom. They had each brought back their medicine and hot water. My mom told me to take my medicine quickly, and I did so with some water to ease my stomach discomfort. "Are you feeling better, Xiaojun?"

She sat down beside me, looking at my face with affection as she asked. "I'm fine, Mom, much better,"

I replied easily, feeling better. She seemed relieved. After sitting for another twenty minutes, I wanted to leave, but this time, no matter what I said, my mom and Xia insisted on taking me back to school themselves. I couldn't refuse their insistence, so I had to agree. Women always dress up before going out, and my mom was no exception.

Half an hour later, she came out of the bedroom and stood in front of Xia and me, instantly brightening the room: her slightly made-up face was beautiful and mature, her wavy hair cascading down her sides, highlighting her feminine features; a coffee-colored women's suit tightly hugged her soft and graceful figure; underneath, she wore a beige turtleneck sweater; and on her slender feet were a pair of fashionable coffee-colored high heels. She exuded a gentle and elegant aura, a shy yet mature demeanor, and especially her bright, sparkling eyes, which set off a face capable of arousing the most primal desires. "So beautiful! Xiuqin!" Xia exclaimed, oblivious to my presence.

I turned my gaze to him and found his gaze bold and intense, like a sharp sword piercing through my mother.

"Oh dear, stop looking. Let's go downstairs," my mother said shyly, perhaps embarrassed by his intense gaze, or perhaps because of my presence. "Oh, right.

Let's go then, Xiaojun," Xia said, snapping out of her reverie and feeling a little awkward. The three of us then went downstairs together. Downstairs, my mother and I got into his car and headed straight for my school.

We arrived at the school in about half an hour. After getting out of the car, they escorted me to my dormitory. None of the other students had arrived yet. My mom put the things she bought for me yesterday into my locker, gave me a few more instructions, and then left with Xia. I quickly tidied up and went to the balcony, only to find that Xia's car hadn't left from the school gate in the distance. Instead, the two of them were walking towards a small path off the dormitory building. As far as I knew, the path led to the ruins of the school-run factory that had been shut down by the school.

It was a desolate place, and nobody ever went there. "If I had come back directly earlier, they would have been in bed by now. They must have been feeling restless these past few days. Could it be that they—" I thought to myself. Somewhat shocked and excited, I ran downstairs and followed the direction they had gone to look for them. Soon I spotted them.

They were walking side by side, both glancing around as if on guard. Seeing this, I crouched down and ducked into the bushes, using the waist-high weeds to move slowly and avoid being spotted. After following them for a while, they finally stopped beside a stone bench hidden by a tree. I crouched down in the bushes near them, watching. I saw my mother take a few tissues from the white LV handbag Xia had just bought for her and wipe her face on the stone bench. Then the two of them sat down close together.

At that moment, Xia spoke up: "Honey, isn't this secluded enough?"

As he spoke, he put his arm around my mother's slender waist. He continued, "I've missed you so much these past two days. Xiao Jun interrupted us earlier. Let's continue now!"

"No! It's so cold now. What if you catch a cold? Let's go home! I'll give it to you when we get home, okay?" My mother nestled against him, pouting sweetly. Xia gazed at my mother's mature and charming face, grasped her hand, and said affectionately, "My dear wife! Heaven has bestowed you upon me, a tremendous blessing! My love for you knows no bounds of place or time; it is constant, unconditional! Now your husband needs you! Let heaven be our witness!" "Hehe, you rascal! I don't want to!"

My mother blushed, seemingly shyly scolding him. After speaking, she tried to get up, but Xia held her waist, preventing her from standing. His hand slipped under the hem of her coat, resting on her smooth waist, gently caressing it. "This is Xiaojun's school, Tianhong, no, don't do this,"

my mother said, twisting her waist, trying to break free from his embrace. But he became more enthusiastic, holding my mother tightly. He gazed at her intently and said, "This used to be my school too, baby! Can't you let me leave some beautiful memories here?" Then he kissed my mother's lips.

After struggling slightly for a moment, she seemed resigned and stopped moving. Their lips and tongues then intertwined, exchanging saliva. After a while, they stopped kissing, and he gently stroked her thigh through his trousers, causing my mother's delicate body to tremble slightly.

He seemed very satisfied with my mother's reaction, so he touched her crotch and gently pressed her private parts. At this moment, my mother's body pressed against him, her hands encircling Xia's neck, her lips constantly caressing his earlobe and cheek, whispering something.

Under this stimulation, Xia was immediately aroused. He quickly made my mother stand up, then knelt in front of her, unbuckled her belt, and pulled her outer trousers, along with her cotton pants and white thong underwear, down to her knees. My mother quickly took off her coat and wrapped it around her exposed thighs and buttocks, trying to cover herself as much as possible.

Then she looked around to make sure no one was there before letting him pull down his outer trousers, cotton trousers, and underwear all the way to his feet. After pulling these down, Xia sat on the stone bench, deftly unzipped his pants, flipped his underwear to the side, and pulled out his already erect penis. He then pulled my mother over, making her face him. My mother cooperated by spreading her legs as wide as possible and sitting on his lap.

When she looked down and saw his penis, which had already been inside her countless times, ready to be erect again, her already rosy face became even more radiant. At this moment, Xia placed his hands on my mother's buttocks, lifted her up forcefully, and her delicate body pressed against his. She also lifted her buttocks, straightening Xia's penis, so that her vulva pressed against his glans. Xia thrust his hips forward, and the glans went in halfway.

"Oh," my mother groaned, releasing Xia's penis and placing her hands on his shoulders. Using her weight, she twisted her waist and slowly sat down, allowing his penis to fully penetrate her. They held each other tightly, moving gently against each other, letting their penises and vaginas rub slowly. After a while, Xia rested his head on my mother's chest, enjoying her softness and fragrance, his hands cupping her buttocks, greedily caressing her skin.

My mother's face was also filled with happiness and enjoyment. She even actively twisted her waist, grinding against Xia's penis, and whispered something in his ear. This feeling excited Xia even more. He thrust his hips into my mother's honey pot again and again, and my mother slightly closed her legs, squeezing his penis tighter.

After about five or six minutes, Xia, who had been desperately trying to endure and enjoy this stimulating environment a little longer, could no longer control the pleasure coming his way. He could only grab my mother's full, round buttocks haphazardly, bury his head in her chest, and thrust upwards with all his might, ejaculating. My mother closed her eyes, pursed her lips, and endured the pleasure of the hot semen rushing into her uterus without making a sound.

They embraced like this, savoring the afterglow of their orgasm.

"Satisfied, you bad boy?" My mother was the first to calm down and said to him, seemingly complaining. "So comfortable! It feels so good to hold you like this!" He still hugged my mother and said to her with a satisfied look. "Don't get too carried away, you bad boy, let's go quickly, it'll be troublesome if someone comes." My mother had already gotten off him, wiping her lower body with a tissue she took out of her bag and urging him on. Soon, the two of them finished tidying up their clothes and returned the way they came. I stayed in the bushes for a while before getting up and leaving, returning to my dormitory. 04-10
(Chapter Sixteen)

Three weeks later, the first semester of the second year of high school quickly came to an end. After finishing our last exam, my classmates and I packed up our belongings and headed home. When I walked out of the school gate and arrived at the bus stop to catch a bus home, I saw Xia's Buick already parked there. I went to the car, and there he and his mother were sitting inside. "Get in, Xiaojun," he said with a smile. So I got in and sat in the back seat.

My mother, sitting in the passenger seat, turned around and asked, "How did the exam go?" She handed me a drink as she asked. Today she was wearing a black, high-necked, tight-fitting knee-length skirt suit, her long, full legs encased in grey stockings, and matching black high-top leather boots. Her long, wavy, jet-black hair was still loose behind her head, and she wore delicate silver earrings. Her eyelashes, painted with black mascara, curled upwards, making her eyes appear watery and alluring, radiating a mature and seductive allure. "It was alright," I replied, taking the drink. After taking a few sips from my drink, I asked her, "Mom, didn't I tell you you didn't need to go to all this trouble to pick me up?"

"It's alright, Xiaojun, I'm off today. Your mom just told me you had a day off, so we came."

Before my mom could answer, Xia interrupted, explaining for her. "Yes, isn't it good that Mom came to pick you up?"

my mom asked. "No, not at all." Afraid she'd overthink it, I quickly denied it. "That's fine then.

Tianhong, let's go." She said to us after hearing this. Then Xia started the car and drove away from the school.

After driving along the road for a while, I realized it wasn't heading towards my house. So I asked my mom curiously, "Where are we going, Mom?" "Oh, it's like this, son. Mom hasn't been back to the countryside to see your grandma in a long time, and you have a day off today, right? I called your grandma this morning and said I wanted to come over. So Mom is taking you back to see your grandma. Is that okay?"

she explained and asked. After listening to her, I realized I hadn't visited my maternal grandmother's house in a long time either. My grandmother wasn't very educated, but she was kind-hearted, a trait my mother inherited. She's lived alone in the countryside since my grandfather passed away three years ago. They had three children in total; my mother is the second oldest. She also has an older sister and a younger brother, whom I visited last time. My aunt married and moved to another province when she was young, only returning for Chinese New Year.

Our family lives in the county town. My uncle's family doesn't live in the same village as my grandmother's, so taking care of them isn't very convenient. A few days ago, after my grandmother found out about my mother and father's divorce, she called my aunt and asked her and my uncle to come to our house to persuade them not to divorce. But after the final decision, she didn't criticize my mother too much, comforting her on the phone and telling her not to be too sad, and urging her to come home. My mother, feeling embarrassed, hasn't gone back yet, not until today.

Thinking of this, I said to her, who was waiting for my answer, "Sure, I haven't been to Grandma's for a long time either." "Yes, good son!" she said with a smile, clearly pleased with my reply. The car continued driving, and after more than forty minutes, it gradually got dark, and we finally arrived at Grandma's house. It was an ordinary two-story house. When the three of us entered the house carrying bags of nourishing supplements for Grandma, her nearly seventy-year-old, simply dressed grandmother had already prepared a large table of delicious food for us.

When she saw us, she kindly invited us to sit down while complaining, "You came all this way, why did you buy so much? I can't eat all of this by myself." "Mom, these are all for you to nourish your body. Besides, they won't spoil, so please eat them slowly," my mother said with a smile. I chimed in, "Yes, Grandma. These things are good for your health." Xia chimed in, "Auntie, this is just a small token of our appreciation. Please accept it." "Hehe, then leave it for now. Let's eat, everyone." Grandma stopped talking and invited everyone to join in the dinner.

The atmosphere at the table was quite harmonious. Grandma warmly served me food and kept refilling my mom's and Xia's glasses with beer. It was Xia's first time meeting Grandma, and he was pleased that she didn't ignore him or give him a hard time. He chatted happily with her. I ate while secretly observing my mom. Seeing this harmonious scene, she felt gratified, her face beaming with joy. After dinner, we sat with Grandma in the courtyard outside, enjoying the moonlight and chatting.

Xia, being from a prestigious university, was eloquent and engaging, piquing the interest of both my mom and grandma. I sometimes joined in their conversation. Around 9 PM, Grandma felt tired and wanted to sleep, so we stopped chatting. Because it was late, Grandma asked us to stay, and my mom agreed after thinking about it. Grandma prepared blankets for us and went back to her room downstairs to sleep. My mom, Xia, and I quickly washed up and went upstairs. My mom and I slept in one room, and Xia slept in another.

My mom and I lay on our beds; it was a bit chilly, and there was no air conditioning. So we both wore our undershirts to bed. "Mom, I noticed Grandma was quite polite to Xia," I said.

"Oh, what's wrong?" she asked, somewhat puzzled. "Uh, nothing, nothing," I replied hastily, unable to think of anything. "Son, studying hard is your top priority right now. Don't worry too much about Mom. Understand?" My mom, who understood my thoughts, earnestly advised me. "Understood

. I'm going to sleep now, Mom. Goodnight." Seeing that she didn't want to discuss it further, I went to sleep.

"Okay, goodnight." She said goodnight to me as she turned off the light. The room immediately became pitch black.

I pulled the blanket tighter around myself, curling up like a shrimp, and soon drifted off to sleep.

Perhaps I wasn't used to the unfamiliar bed, because I woke up at some point. I turned over and looked towards my mother's bed, but she was no longer there. I held my breath, trying to hear what was happening in the next room.

Just as I expected, I heard intermittent sounds of flesh colliding and moans coming from over there, sounds that would make my heart race.

So I jumped out of bed, threw on a coat, and tiptoed to the balcony. The balconies of the two rooms upstairs were connected. I crept to the window of the next room. The curtains had probably shrunk a bit over time, and a corner revealed the scene inside: moonlight filtered through the curtains, illuminating the room. My mother was naked, her fair and smooth body exposed, her hands on a desk beside the bed, her long legs straight on the floor, her round and delicate buttocks raised, swaying her slender waist back and forth, letting Xia's penis thrust violently into her from behind.

His hands were also holding my mother's slender waist, without an ounce of excess fat, his penis moving in and out of her round buttocks, creating a series of wet sounds. The desk creaked and groaned under their movements. His face and body were glistening with sweat under the moonlight, a wet patch. Judging from his heavy breathing and slightly serious expression, he seemed about to ejaculate.

"Ah—oh—oh—um—ouch—um," my mother's suppressed cries were weak and feeble, yet clearly contained moans of uncontrollable urges. Each time Xia thrust forcefully, her legs trembled involuntarily. Just then, Xia stopped, holding my mother's buttocks and panting heavily. He patted her buttocks and whispered, "Go to the mirror." "Change again? Uh! No, honey, my legs are weak. Just ejaculate already, rest for a while, rest for a while before doing it again," my mother said resentfully. He didn't answer, but instead moved my mother's buttocks to the side. My mother had no choice but to bend over, their lower bodies still connected, and slowly move to the mirror in front of the wardrobe.

My mother gripped the wardrobe handles with both hands. Her reflection in the mirror was a flushed, wanton face, her full, round breasts being kneaded by Xia's hands. She adjusted her position, her slippery vagina undulating Xia's penis, then said seductively to Xia in the mirror, "Come on, let's see where you can go today! Oh!" Seeing my mother's wanton appearance, Xia took a deep breath and thrust in hard. Her slippery, almost muddy vagina allowed him to roam freely, it seemed he was preparing to reach the final climax in one go. "Uh—uh—uh—oh—oh—gentle—it's over—oh—it's over!"

This barrage of thrusts left my mother incoherent. She trembled uncontrollably, her toes pointing upwards, her legs straight and tense. A moment later, with each thrust, streams of semen gushed out, flowing directly into my mother's uterus.

When he pulled his penis out of my mother's body, she remained limp, slumped against the mirror, arms outstretched, soft breaths punctuated by occasional moans. He reached behind her, grasped her full breasts, and lifted her up. My mother turned around in his arms, wrapping her arms around his neck, their naked bodies embracing again, their lips pressed together, rubbing and sucking. Afterwards, he carried my mother to bed, back to the warm covers.

My mother rested her head on his arm, leaning limply against him. He stroked her soft, round breasts, saying, "Wife, sleep here! Don't go over there." "Oh no! If Xiaojun wakes up tomorrow and finds out I went to your room in the middle of the night, I'll be so embarrassed!" my mother replied languidly. “What are you afraid of? We’re doing this openly and honestly! Besides, I treat Xiaojun like my own son. You think his father can object to his mother sleeping with him? Hehe!” Xia teased flirtatiously while continuing to fondle my mother’s breasts. My mother was both amused and exasperated. She slapped his shoulder and said coquettishly,

“What are you saying, you bad boy! You’re only a little older than him and you already want to be his father.” Her coquettish yet reproachful appearance aroused Xia’s inexplicable impulse, and he pressed my mother down on top of him again. His lips licked and sucked her snow-white neck, soft earlobes, and fair shoulders. My mother also wrapped her arms around his neck and breathed in his ear, “You bad boy! Do you want me again?” “Yes, wife. This time it’s your turn to serve me!”

As he spoke, he got off my mother and lay back on the bed. My mother smiled seductively at him, slowly lowering her body, her soft, red lips kissing his lips, chin, and neck. Reaching his chest, she licked his nipples with her delicate, red tongue, causing him to tremble slightly and his nipples to harden. My mother took his nipple entirely into her mouth, teasing it rapidly with the tip of her tongue. A moment later, she lowered her body again, feeling her moist, soft lips licking and kissing the sensitive area at the base of his thighs, then diligently licking towards the area below his scrotum.

His legs were now bent, making it easier for my mother's tongue to lick the area below his scrotum. Slowly, my mother took his slightly erect penis into her mouth. His penis was still covered in the fluid from their intercourse. He groaned, feeling the sensation of my mother's warm, wet lips enveloping his penis. Her soft tongue wrapped around his increasingly hard penis, making him almost completely excited. At this moment, my mother also made full use of her oral sex skills, constantly swallowing and spitting out his penis, sucking on his lower body with her mouth as she moved upwards.

Almost every cell in his body was aroused, and his penis was fully erect. My mother swallowed deeply a few more times, then slowly climbed up from below, a thin strand of sticky fluid hanging from the corner of her mouth. She lay on top of Xia, almost coquettishly saying, "Husband, your little brother wants it again, don't you want it?" He still managed to restrain himself, flipping over and pinning my mother down again. He didn't care that her mouth had just been sucking his penis, and while kissing her passionately, he thrust into her, pumping rapidly amidst her moaning and panting. As he thrust, he excitedly said, "Xiuqin! I love you! I love you!"

"Ah—ah—you're so good at this—ah—you're really amazing—ah—you're so amazing—it's full—it's full—ah—ah—I love you too," my mother moaned softly, completely embracing him, actively welcoming him, opening and closing freely. He was completely lost in the moment, thrusting harder with his lower body while his large mouth teased my mother's breasts, saying, "Your breasts are so beautiful, so full, I love them the most. I want to nurse, nurse your breasts, let me kiss you a little longer!" "Ah—ah—ah—you're so good—you're so good at this—I can't take it anymore—ah—ah," my mother moaned softly, forgetting she was in her own mother's house.

Just then, he suddenly pulled his penis out, straddled my mother's upper body, and pressed his thick penis against her chest, rubbing it back and forth, as if trying to penetrate deep into her cleavage and into her soul. My mother, lost in passion, cupped his penis in her hands, pressing her pretty face against it, soothing her repeatedly. Just then, he suddenly stood up, grabbed my mother's legs around his waist, and laid her lower body upside down on the bed, only her shoulders and back touching the bed. He thrust into my mother's vagina from above, thrusting with pleasure. My mother was completely captivated by his powerful and stimulating posture, moaning incessantly and trembling all over. Xia, watching my mother's lips curl and her flesh quiver, continued to unleash all his power, thrusting wildly. After a while, perhaps the position made him a little tired. So he knelt on the bed, hoisted my mother's left leg onto his shoulder, wrapped her right leg behind her back, and lay on her side, exposing her vulva more.

Then he continued between her legs, thrusting hard while rubbing his cheek against the soles of her feet, feeling the smooth, delicate touch of her feet. My mother was now completely immersed in her lovemaking with Xia, her hips writhing wantonly, her vulva fully responding to his thrusts, her beautiful feet curled into an adorable shape. As he was thrusting like this, Xia pulled out his dripping penis again, made her lie on her back, crossed her legs and wrapped them around his waist, and pushed her past her wet vulva to my mother's anus. With a thrust forward, the tight anus was forcibly opened by the thick glans, the pink folds of flesh were stretched to their limit, the anal muscles writhed and swallowed the penis little by little, and finally, swallowed the entire thick penis.

My mother was enjoying the teasing touch on her anus when suddenly his penis was fully inserted. The throbbing pain in her lower body made her let out a soft "Ah!" and then she said to him resentfully, "Why didn't you tell me first! I wasn't prepared at all. It hurts so much!" "It's okay, baby, it won't hurt in a little while," he said to my mother with a satisfied smile. His lower body continued to thrust in and out of her tight anus. My mother could only endure the ravages of his penis inside her anus, her whole body convulsing violently.

But soon, my mother's anus, which had received his penis before, gradually adapted to his thrusting.

The strange sensation stimulated her to let out moans again. Seeing her lewd state, Xia increased the intensity of his thrusts, his penis pulling out and thrusting in again and again. The tender anal flesh was pulled out by the glans with his thrusts, forming lewd buds at the anus time and time again. The throbbing pain in her anus had long since turned into immense pleasure, and my mother even swayed her waist and started to play with her vulva with her hands. This wanton and seductive behavior quickly aroused Xia's desire to ejaculate.

He then groaned, pulled his penis out of my mother's anus, grabbed her hair, and sprayed thick, hot semen onto her face. My mother remained motionless beneath him, letting his semen smear all over her cheeks. Her hand moved faster inside her vagina, causing a gush of vaginal fluid to spurt out, and she simultaneously reached the peak of pleasure. Both of them breathed heavily, immersed in the afterglow of their intense orgasm, and slowly lay down against the messy bed. Their naked bodies intertwined after their lovemaking, and in the moonlight, you could see the layer of sticky sweat on their skin from the intense activity. After a while, Xia got up to get some tissues to wipe the semen off my mother's face, then carried her back to bed. My mother didn't get up to go back to my room.

The two of them embraced and slowly fell asleep.

Seeing this, I carefully returned to my room. Lying in bed, staring at the ceiling, I couldn't fall asleep for a long time, recalling everything I had just seen.

(Chapter 17)

The next day, I returned home in the afternoon. The house was quiet and deserted. My father was still at the office. He had called me a few days ago when I was still in school, saying he wouldn't be back until the New Year.

He told me to take care of myself. After putting down the local specialties that my grandmother had asked me to bring back for my father and me, I went back to my room and turned on the computer to go online. While browsing the internet, I recalled what had happened in the morning and at noon—my grandmother was an early riser. In the morning, after feeding the chickens and ducks she kept in the yard and cooking breakfast, she went upstairs to wake the three of us. Just then, Xia opened the door to the bathroom at the bottom of the stairs to urinate without closing the door properly.

So my grandmother discovered that my mother had slept with him the night before. Coupled with the lewd smell in the room and the messy bed, my grandmother, being experienced, naturally knew what they had done the night before. However, she didn't say anything. She even went downstairs to boil a lot of water for the two of them and told them to take a good bath. But when I got up and was about to go downstairs, she stopped me and whispered, "Xiaojun, what time did your mom go over last night?" I scratched my head and replied, "I don't know." "Oh! Then go eat breakfast first. Your mom and the others are still taking a shower. Both

the upstairs and downstairs bathrooms are in use. Wait until they're finished before you wash your face and brush your teeth," Grandma sighed and said to me. So I went downstairs and sat down at the dining table to eat breakfast.

When I was almost finished eating, Xia came out of the downstairs bathroom first. He seemed to be in a very good mood when he saw me and greeted me. I nodded to him and continued to eat my breakfast, while secretly observing him. He looked refreshed as he sat down to eat breakfast, it seemed that the embarrassing thing that Grandma found out about him in the morning hadn't affected him. A little while later, my mom also came downstairs after taking a shower. I looked up at her, her face was flushed from the shower, and her long, wavy hair was wet and hung down her fragrant shoulders.

A pure white V-neck wool sweater clung tightly to her body, perfectly showcasing her curvaceous and mature figure. However, she seemed a little awkward upon seeing me, unsure of what to say, so she simply sat down to eat breakfast with me. At this moment, Grandma came out of the kitchen and said to us, "Lunch is here with me too."

"Okay, Auntie," Xia answered before my mother could reply. "Then let's eat the leftovers from yesterday. Don't cook anything new, it'll be a waste, Mom," my mother said. "How can that be! Don't

worry. We'll just cook a few, it won't be a waste," Grandma objected. My mother wanted to persuade her further, but Grandma spoke up first: "It's alright, Xiuqin, we have fresh vegetables at home, no need to go to the market. Why don't you take them for a walk outside the village first? I'll call you when I've cooked." Seeing Grandma's firm attitude, my mother didn't insist. So, after I finished washing up, the three of us left Grandma's house and strolled around the village.

The village still resembled the one I remembered from my previous visits, surrounded by mountains and with its uniquely shaped rocks and clear waters. Although the air was fresh, it was very remote; even the road had only been built a couple of years ago. Almost all the able-bodied men and women had gone to work in other places. Those remaining were mostly elderly people and children. As

we walked along the village's dirt paths, my mother would occasionally greet some of the elders she knew warmly. I knew before that the village elders said my mother was the most beautiful girl in the village, a golden phoenix that had flown away from the village. "Hehe, Xiuqin. I didn't expect you to be so popular in your hometown," Xia said to my mother with a smile after saying goodbye to another elder. "Of course!" she replied proudly. We continued walking for a while until we reached a small river. All three of us were a little tired, so we rested under a large tree by the river. My mother took out some old newspapers she had brought with her and spread them out on the ground, and then we all sat down on them. We chatted while admiring the scenery across the river.

After chatting for a while, feeling a bit bored, I stood up and looked around. My mother, seeing this, asked,

"Xiaojun, what are you looking at?" Not knowing how to answer, I blurted out, "Nothing, Mom. Is this river water drinkable? I'm thirsty." "Silly child! This river water comes from upstream. Several villages over there use this water to wash clothes and dishes. Drinking it will give you a stomachache, understand?" My mother said with a loving smile, patting my head. "Oh," I nodded in agreement. Just then, Xia, sitting next to my mother, spoke up: "Xiaojun, if you're thirsty, go buy some water at the village entrance. I saw a small shop there on the way here.

The uncle will give you money." He then took a fifty-yuan note from his wallet and handed it to me. I quickly waved my hand and said, "No need, no need. I have my own." But he didn't stop and still stuffed the money into my hand, saying, "Go ahead, and buy two bottles for us too." I looked at my mother and saw that she didn't object and just nodded slightly at me. So I left and headed towards the village store.

The village store was quite far from the river. Not familiar with the roads here, I could only walk along the way I came. About twenty minutes later, I arrived at the store. I bought a bottle of Coke and two bottles of mineral water and then turned back towards the river. When I got close to the river, my eyesight was pretty good, and I could see them embracing and kissing affectionately from afar. Xia was leaning against a big tree, one hand around my mother's slender waist, and the other hand was already inside her shirt, kneading her. My mother was lying diagonally in front of him, her jade back almost lying across his arm, her hands on his shoulders, enjoying his kisses and caresses. Their lips were pressed tightly together, greedily seeking each other's saliva.

Just then, lost in thought as I slowly walked along, I accidentally kicked a small stone. The pain in my foot made me involuntarily cry out, "Ouch!" The two, still passionately kissing, hurriedly separated upon hearing my voice. They stood up nervously, wondering what had happened, but relaxed slightly when they saw it was me. I approached them; their faces were flushed, and their breathing was somewhat rapid, clearly the pleasure from their recent intimacy hadn't yet calmed them down.

I even noticed a slight bulge in Xia's crotch. Seeing this, I stood awkwardly in front of them, and the atmosphere became somewhat awkward. Xia was the first to break the awkward silence. He took out a delicate metal cigarette case from his coat pocket, lit a cigarette, took a puff, and smiled at me, saying, "You're back." "Yes, Uncle, here you go." I said, handing him the water I bought and the change I received.

"Hey, you don't need to pay me back. You can keep it." He said, pushing my hand away from the change, only taking the two bottles of water and handing one to my mother. I readily put the money in my pocket. By this time, my mother, having caught her breath after receiving the bottled water, took a sip and asked, "Son, what happened to you?" I immediately replied, "Nothing, I just accidentally kicked a rock and it hurts a little." "How could you be so careless! Take off your shoes and let Mom see where you hurt yourself? Does it still hurt?"

After hearing my explanation, she immediately asked with concern, even bending down to take off my shoes to check.

"It's okay, it's okay," I quickly said, not wanting to freeze in the cold winter outside without my shoes and socks.

"Are you really okay?" she continued to ask, still unconvinced. "I'm really okay. Don't worry," I insisted. Seeing my reaction, she gave up on checking my foot, stood up, and said to Xia and me, "Let's go back." Xia and I didn't object, and the three of us left the riverbank, returning to Grandma's house the same way we came.

When we got back to Grandma's, she had already cooked lunch. She was about to call my mother when we arrived. So everyone sat down together again for lunch. Because I was still thinking about their intimate moment by the river, I ate a little and then got up to leave, going upstairs to my room where I'd slept the night before. I leaned against the headboard and watched TV,

still thinking about those inappropriate scenes. A little while later, Xia pushed open the door I'd left ajar and came in. He casually closed the door, sat at the foot of the bed watching TV and talking to me. I could only make small talk with him. After a while, he cautiously asked, "Xiaojun, did you see everything by the river?"

I was startled, and seeing his bright, diamond-like eyes staring at me, I felt a little flustered and lowered my head without answering. "Hehe," he chuckled at my reaction. Then he asked, "Do you want to know about my background and how your mother and I started?" Of course, I wasn't going to miss this opportunity, being so curious. He answered, "I want to know."

He then lay down on the bed, stretching his arms out to the sides, a look of deep emotion on his face. He then slowly began to speak: "I am an orphan—" Through his slow narration, I learned what I wanted to know. It turned out that Xia was an orphan. His parents, for reasons unknown, abandoned him at the entrance of the provincial capital's People's Hospital after his birth. They only left a note in his baby basket with a single character on it: "Xia." This character later became his surname. As for the name "Tianhong," it was given to him by the director of an orphanage in the provincial capital.

He lived in the orphanage for many years until he was in fifth grade, when he was taken in by a couple who were engaged in archaeological work… A couple in their fifties, who had been childless for a long time, adopted him before leaving. The couple were very open-minded and didn't make him change his surname after adoption. Because of the nature of their work, he began traveling with them after his adoption. Due to their busy work schedules, they couldn't take care of him often.

These experiences fostered his independent and mature personality. Although he frequently changed schools, he was a diligent student and always considered a good student by his teachers. Later, he achieved excellent results in the college entrance examination and was admitted to the computer science department of a provincial university.

At university... He met the first woman he fell in love with. However, that woman was his professor.

From his description of her, I understood why he was attracted to mature women. Having been an orphan, he had never received the parental love that most people experience. Perhaps his adoptive parents hadn't done a good job either.

His longing for such affection gradually transformed into a attraction to mature women as he developed physically.

His professor was also forty years old at the time, and probably quite beautiful. But like my mother, she was married.

Moreover, her husband was the vice-principal of the school. Knowing his own unrealistic expectations, Xia could only... This love remained buried in his heart. Throughout his four years of university, he attended every class she taught, rain or shine. A few words with her could brighten his entire day. Later, during his graduation internship, his excellent grades led to a recommendation from the university to Xingye Group.

There, his diligence, quick thinking, and responsible attitude earned him high praise from the group's management. After completing his internship, he successfully signed a contract with the group and became a full-time employee. Just as he was about to share this good news with his beloved teacher at graduation, he learned that she and her husband had left the university for the west. The news that he was going to teach in a rural area and would never return to school

left him heartbroken. After graduating, he quietly left the school.

He was strong and quickly adjusted his mindset. He then threw himself into his career with great confidence, and his strong professional skills quickly led to success, earning him a promotion to department head and a salary of 120,000 yuan per year. During this time, he tried dating a few times, but all relationships ended badly. He felt that the girls were all very immature, only interested in superficial glamour and lacking the reserved and demure qualities of mature women.

To satisfy his physical needs, he also went to... He frequented brothels, seeking out prostitutes. There, he only experienced the emptiness that followed the naked exchange of flesh. Three years later, his adoptive parents tragically died in a car accident, dealing him another heavy blow. After handling their funeral arrangements and resting for a month, he was approached by the group's leadership, who offered him the position of general manager at the group's branch in our county, with a salary increase to 200,000 yuan per year. Thus, he came to our area.

As for him and my mother, he said it was a very coincidental meeting. He hadn't eaten dinner that evening, and after finishing his business, he drove... He drove around the county town, looking for a restaurant to grab a late-night snack. He happened to drive up to my mother's restaurant, parked, and went inside. Upon seeing my mother, he was immediately captivated by her beautiful face, perfect figure, elegant demeanor, charming allure, warm smile, and refined conversation. From then on, whenever he had free time in the evenings, he would come to my mother's restaurant, reserve a small private room, order some snacks and a bottle of red wine, and then chat with my mother for a while.

Gradually, my mother and he became familiar with each other, and sometimes my mother would even have a few drinks with him. Their conversations became more varied. After learning about his background, my mother felt very sorry for him. She often comforted and encouraged him. Unbeknownst to her, her mother developed a vague affection for him. He, in turn, began boldly asking her out, disregarding the fact that she already had a husband and children.

He felt he couldn't miss this opportunity that fate had presented to him. At first, her mother refused a few times, but her kind nature eventually gave in to his persistent advances.

Little did she know that once she took that step, there was no turning back. According to him, it was in his apartment in Yunfei Community that they first became intimate. And from then on, things spiraled out of control.

He paused for a moment, sat up in bed, and continued, "Xiaojun, I'm not saying this to express anything or to show off. I just want you to understand me. I can only say I'm sorry for the hurt I've caused you and your father! But I can't bear to live without your mother!" Seeing that he was getting emotional, I tried to comfort him, "Uncle, I've said I don't blame you anymore. I also hope you can be happy together." My words made him happy, and his tone softened: "Xiaojun, thank you for saying that. Can you be good friends with Uncle?"

"Sure." I quickly answered his question. "Then it's a deal! Come on, shake hands!" He immediately extended his hand to me. I extended my hand as well. A young man and a boy's hands were clasped together.

"Come on down! It's time to go!" Just then, my mother's voice came from the courtyard downstairs.

"Then let's go!" he said immediately. I nodded, turned off the TV, and went downstairs with him. In the courtyard, the three of us said goodbye to Grandma and then got into the car with the local specialties she had given us, leaving the village. After driving along some small roads, the car quickly reached a smooth cement road. At this point, my mother asked Xia, "What were you talking about up there? You talked for so long." "Nothing much, just about sports. Right, Xiaojun?" He said, winking at me through the rearview mirror on the driver's seat.

"Yes," I quickly agreed, understanding perfectly. Seeing our answers, my mother didn't press further and turned to look at the scenery outside the car. Xia also focused on driving towards the county town.

As we approached the town, he pulled over to a public restroom. Then he said to my mother,

"I'm going to the restroom, are you coming?" "No, you go ahead, we'll wait for you in the car," my mother replied.

Then he subtly winked at my mother again, asking, "Really, you don't need to go?" I noticed all of this. But I pretended not to know and looked out the car window. "Hmm? Oh, Xiaojun, Mom needs to go to the restroom too. Wait in the car for a bit," my mom said to me after hesitating for a moment. It seemed she had agreed. Before I could reply, the two of them got out of the car and headed towards the restroom. After they went in for three or four minutes, I got out of the car too. I

carefully walked into the restroom. When I got to the men's room, I didn't see Xia. Knowing what they were going to do, I walked out of the men's room and wandered around the outer wall of the women's room. Soon I noticed that the exhaust vent was open to the outside. So I slowly approached it and peeked inside.

There was no one else in the women's room except for them. They were in one of the small cubicles. Xia was standing there, his pants had been pulled down, exposing his lower body. And my mom was squatting under him, her pretty face buried between his legs. She made soft "mmm" sounds, her head lowered, her left hand stroking his penis, her sexy, rosy lips holding the glans in her mouth, her right hand gripping his scrotum, using both hands and mouth. Occasionally, she would release the glans, teasing it with her tongue; her left hand vigorously stroked his penis. Soon, a few drops of white fluid appeared at the urethral opening of Xia's penis. Seeing this, she licked and teased the urethral opening with her tongue, then gently bit his glans with her teeth, her hands constantly stroking and kneading his scrotum. He hissed with pleasure.

His hands were still on my mother's head, constantly stroking her hair. At this moment, my mother released his penis, took a few breaths, and then looked up at him with a shy expression, saying, "You bad boy! Hurry up and cum! Xiao Jun is still outside!"

"Soon, soon! Baby! Keep going!" he said urgently, his face flushed.

Upon hearing this, my mother immediately opened her bright red lips and took the purplish-red, glistening glans into her mouth again. She licked the glans with her tongue, sliding it in the groove beneath it, occasionally sucking with her lips and gently biting with her teeth. Then, her mouth moved up and down, manipulating his penis, her long, wavy hair swaying in the breeze. Xia also moved his hips in rhythm with hers, hoping to penetrate deeper. His buttocks swayed rapidly, accelerating the thrusting of his penis in her mouth. In an instant, my mother's eyebrows furrowed deeply, her cheeks bulging, as if he had almost reached her throat.

Before long, his penis, licked and manipulated by my mother, was as hard as an iron rod, veins bulging, and incredibly thick. She spat out his penis again, then quickly began stroking it with one hand, her face flushed and panting as she looked up at him, moaning softly, "Shoot! Shoot!" This intense stimulation finally caused him to lose control. With a low growl, a wave of pleasure washed over him, and he ejaculated, his thick, hot semen gushing from his penis. Just then, my mother tilted her head to the side, avoiding some of the semen. A few drops still landed on her coat and hair. Even so, her hand continued to stroke Xia's penis until he finished. Looking at her lewd expression, so full of love for Xia's penis,

I was momentarily lost in thought—"Ring ring." A phone rang, interrupting my reverie.

I went to the phone and answered it. It was my mother calling. After their lewd encounter in the public restroom, they quickly returned to their car and soon dropped me off at the entrance of my apartment complex. She called just to let me know they were home. I quickly said a few words to her and hung up, then went back to my room to surf the internet.

(Chapter 18)

I had a very pleasant first week of winter vacation. The advantage of not having anyone home was that I could do whatever I wanted. I could either play on the computer until late at night or go out to play with my classmates without worrying about being scolded by my parents for staying out too late. Sometimes I even secretly rejoiced at my parents' divorce.

However, my mother called me almost every day during this period. After learning that my father had not returned home, she wanted to come and see me several times. I didn't want her to see the somewhat messy state of the house, so I politely declined each time. But to avoid giving her any bad ideas, I still made an appointment with her to have dinner at her place on the weekend.

On Sunday morning around 10 a.m., I left home and took a taxi to the Yunfei Community where they lived. It didn't take long for me to arrive at my mother and Xia's house and ring the doorbell. "Ding-dong, ding-dong," the doorbell rang twice before the door opened. I looked up and saw Xia had opened the door for me. He stood inside, smiling broadly, and said, "It's Xiaojun! Don't stand there, come in! It's cold outside." He didn't stop talking; he stepped aside to let me in, handing me a pair of slippers. I went in, greeted him, and changed into the slippers before going into the living room.

Just then, my mother came out of the kitchen, which wasn't far from the living room. She was dressed casually:

a silver-gray crew-neck wool sweater and black athletic pants. A floral apron was tied around her slender waist. Her long, wavy hair was still tied back with a ribbon. Her expression was as gentle and kind as ever, and the hint of spring in her eyes and the rosy glow of her beautiful face showed how happy she was with Xia.

"Son, come here and let Mom see you," she said to me. Before I could even approach her, she was already in front of me. After gazing at me affectionately for a moment, she said, "Son, you need to rest! You have dark circles under your eyes at such a young age!" She then touched my face and continued, "You've also lost a bit of weight." Feeling a little embarrassed, I lowered my head and said, "Mom, I'll be more careful in the future. Don't worry." Just then, Xia said to both of us, "Xiaojun, don't stand there. Sit down!"

I sat down to watch TV. "Xiuqin, I'll go make him a cup of ginseng tea." Hearing his words, I obediently sat on the sofa, while my mother replied, "I'll make it myself." "No need, no need, you sit with Xiaojun." He waved his hand and said, then went into the kitchen. After he went in, my mother sat down beside me and continued, "Son, you must manage your own schedule when you're home alone. Don't stay up too late every day! Otherwise, your body won't be able to handle it in the long run. Understand?" "Yes, Mom." I nodded in response. Seeing this, she smiled, patted my head, and watched TV with me.

A little while later, Xia came out of the kitchen with a steaming cup of ginseng tea. He walked over to me, placed the tea on the coffee table in front of me, and said, "Here, Xiaojun. Drink it while it's hot. This is top-quality American ginseng. It's very nourishing." "Yes, that's right. Mom is drinking it too." "You should drink it quickly!" my mom chimed in. So I picked up the cup and sipped the ginseng tea.

"Be careful, it's hot!" my mom warned me. Then she said to Xia, "You come and keep Xiaojun company.

I'm going to cook." "Oh, no need. Let me show off my cooking skills to Xiaojun today and see if he likes my food." "When he saw my mother about to get up, he quickly objected. Then, without waiting for my mother to speak, he went back into the kitchen. Seeing him like this, my mother smiled and continued watching TV with me.

After I finished my ginseng tea while chatting with my mother, almost an hour passed. Around noon, Xia finally finished preparing lunch. After he set the dishes and bowls on the table, the three of us sat down together. I couldn't resist the aroma of the delicious food on the table and picked up a piece of fried pork tenderloin with my chopsticks and put it in my mouth. After chewing, I couldn't help but say,

'It's delicious!' Xia was very happy to hear my praise. He smiled smugly and said, 'Isn't it delicious? I told your mother yesterday that you should try my cooking today and see if you like it. Now that you like it, eat more. But don't just focus on this tenderloin, try this steamed ribbonfish, this braised chicken wings, and the rest.'" "Try everything," he said, pointing to the dishes on the table with his chopsticks. I tasted them in the order he pointed, finding each dish quite delicious. So, before they even put down their chopsticks, I started eating heartily, thoroughly enjoying myself. Seeing how much I enjoyed my meal, they exchanged a smile and joined in.

Lunch ended after about forty minutes. After resting for a while, at Xia's suggestion, we prepared to go shopping in Haitan City, about thirty kilometers from the county seat. We all went downstairs at 1:30 PM. My mother had changed into a camel-colored short-sleeved cashmere coat with a fur collar, over which she wore a light purple round-neck wool sweater, brown women's trousers, and matching camel-colored high-top leather boots. Her long, wavy hair cascaded naturally over her shoulders. Her carefully groomed face was also delicate and charming. This outfit made her look very elegant and refined. Once downstairs, we quickly got into Xia's car. After leaving the community gate, the car sped towards Haitan. We set off for the city.

After half an hour's drive, the car finally arrived in Haitan City. Xia found a large parking lot at a shopping plaza and drove there. After parking and paying the fee, the three of us got out and walked towards the plaza. Once inside, I realized the plaza was enormous. In the center was an irregularly shaped fountain lake, which wasn't running, probably because of winter. Surrounding the lake were boutiques of well-known domestic and international brands.

To the south stood a three-story cylindrical shopping mall building with the words "International Shopping Center" prominently displayed. According to Xia, this mall sold only the world's most famous luxury brands. While not as expensive as Shanghai's Hang Lung Plaza, it was significantly more expensive than the other boutiques in this plaza. Curious, I followed them into the "International Shopping Center." Inside, I finally understood why some people say, "People are divided into classes and social strata." "This sentence contains a lot of meaning. There are actually very few people shopping here, but they are all wealthy and spend money like water. They don't even ask the price when they buy things; they just buy what they like. I was speechless and had many thoughts on it.

Thinking about this, my mother and I, arm in arm with Xia, walked into the Versace sales area.

He wanted to buy my mother clothes for the New Year. She didn't refuse Xia's kindness, nor was she intimidated by the prices that would frighten most people. She was calm and elegant, gracefully choosing clothes for herself. After trying on a few items, she chose a beige double-breasted long trench coat and skirt suit and gestured to the sales assistant to pack it up and issue a receipt. Xia followed her to swipe the card." The card was used to pay. The dress cost 26,000 yuan.

That's equivalent to my father's total salary and bonuses for a year and three months. It seems that his handsome appearance, strong physique, wealth, successful career, excellent cooking skills, and unwavering devotion to my mother are all reasons why she fell for him. Moreover, my father's hidden illness affected their sex life, making her, at the peak of her sexual desire, restless and unable to bear it.

So, faced with the admiration and pursuit of such an outstanding Xia, this outcome was only natural.

Just as I was thinking this, a "snap" interrupted my thoughts. Looking down, I saw that it was my mother who had patted my shoulder. Then she asked, "What are you thinking about, Xiaojun?" Coming back to my senses, I immediately replied, "Nothing, just a little tired. I want to sleep." "Oh, then hang in there a little longer, let's go back after Uncle Xia pays." "After listening to me, she quickly spoke to me as well. A short while later, Xia came over. After my mother told him about my current situation, he immediately changed his mind and left the center with my mother and me. We went to the parking lot to get the car and headed back to the county town.

Perhaps due to the irregular lifestyle this week, I actually became quite drowsy sitting in the back seat. Before we even reached the county town, I was already dozing off in my seat. In my half-awake state, I felt as if someone was carrying me on their back, and after a while, they took off my clothes and shoes. Then I lay down on a soft and comfortable Simmons bed.

I don't know how long I slept, but when I woke up, it was already getting dark. A few minutes later, I realized I was in my mother and Xia's place. I could faintly hear the television coming from the living room from the bedroom, but I couldn't hear them talking. Then I got out of bed and tried to open the bedroom door to go out. Just as I opened...

" As I stepped out of the door, I heard strange noises coming from the kitchen. Knowing I was about to witness their lewd behavior again, I quietly crept closer. When I reached the door, it wasn't fully closed, leaving a crack that allowed me to see what was happening inside.

The kitchen was now a scene of utter debauchery. Their clothes and trousers were scattered throughout the kitchen. Xia, his body glistening with oil and covered in sweat, was sitting on the platform by the sink, his hands gripping the edge, only his socks still on. His expression was one of intense pleasure, because my mother was now naked, kneeling before him with a sofa cushion placed on the kitchen floor tiles. At the same time, she was arching her back, using her full, round breasts to grip Xia's penis, performing a breastjob. As she did so, she pulled her arms inward tightly, her hands supporting her breasts, making her already alluring cleavage even deeper.

Her wavy hair was loose, swaying like willow branches in the wind with her movements. She tilted her head back, gazing at him with hazy eyes. Her luscious lips emitted soft, yet incredibly wanton, moans and gasps. This behavior made Xia's already burning desire even more intense. She thrust her hips back and forth, as if using her cleavage as a vagina. She said to my mother with a slightly hurried tone, "It feels so good, Xiu, Xiuqin, baby! Wife! Oh! Quick, quick, stick out your tongue, lick, lick it!" Hearing his words, my mother obediently did as he instructed. Lowering her head, she extended her soft, red tongue and took his penis, which had been occasionally pressing against her chin, into her mouth, sucking and licking it a few times before releasing it and letting it slide between her breasts. This repeated for nearly seven or eight minutes until, in extreme excitement, Xia let out a muffled groan and ejaculated. Streams of milky white semen instantly sprayed onto my mother's full breasts and cleavage.

He, already ejaculated, still gripped his penis, grinding and rolling it against my mother's breasts, as if he were applying lotion, spreading the semen evenly over her full breasts. My mother didn't show any displeasure at his actions, closing her eyes and letting him play with her breasts at will. Her expression was one of pure enjoyment.

Five minutes later, Xia's penis gradually shrank, returning to its normal shape. He stopped playing with my mother's breasts, reached out and lifted her up, wrapped his arms around her slender waist, and gently caressed her earlobe, saying, "Wife, you looked so alluring just now! Look how much I came!" "Mmm, so much! Are you tired? I'll make you something nice to eat later to help you recover."

My mother was leaning against him, stroking her breasts covered in semen, her face flushed, feeling the slippery sensation on her chest as she spoke to him. Then she paused, and continued, "Okay, put your clothes on first. Xiaojun will wake up in a little while. I'll go wash up first and then cook for you." "OK," he snapped his fingers, answering readily.

Seeing them like this, I immediately turned and left without waiting for them to get dressed, carefully returning to the bedroom, lying back down on the bed, pretending to be fast asleep. About forty minutes later, they woke me up to have dinner. 04-10
(Chapter Nineteen)

The day before Lunar New Year's Eve, Dad finally returned home. But this time, his already somewhat aged face looked even more haggard, and he coughed frequently. I understood it was due to his excessive smoking. Filled with resentment over his wife's betrayal, he had to leave home at nearly fifty to escape the shame of this marital breakdown, working tirelessly in a distant place. He wanted to forget his pain through his busy work. This kind of feeling is something I, someone whose mind hasn't fully matured, can't understand. So I could only watch him sit alone on the chair on the balcony, smoking one cigarette after another. Now

Dad's temper has also become a bit irritable. I didn't do well on the final exams this time; my overall score dropped to twenty-first in the class. When he found out this when he came home that day, he abandoned his usual gentle persuasion and immediately launched into a storm of scolding. He almost stormed into my room and dismantled the laptop my mom bought me.

I had to kneel before him, tears welling in my eyes, clinging to his legs and begging, promising to get into the top ten next time, before he finally gave up the idea. As for the local specialties I brought from my maternal grandmother's house, he threw them into the downstairs trash can without hesitation. He also made me promise never to treat my mother's relatives as family again. To avoid upsetting him, I could only agree for the time being.

What should have been a joyous and family-reunion Spring Festival felt like an eternity this year. My grandparents passed away when I was very young. My father, an only child, used to take my mother and me to my maternal grandmother's house in the countryside for the holidays. But now, we were stuck at home, enduring a monotonous and boring holiday.

Fortunately, the seven-day holiday wasn't too long; on the afternoon of the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, he took the car sent by his workplace back to the office. The moment he closed the door and left, I felt a sense of relief, and immediately picked up my phone to call my mother. My mom answered the phone quickly. During our conversation, I learned that she and Xia were in the provincial capital and wouldn't be back until the eighth day of the Lunar New Year. So I tentatively asked if she could come to the provincial capital too.

After overhearing this, she and Xia whispered something on the phone, then turned to me and agreed, telling me the name of their hotel and room number. I wrote it down and told her I was leaving immediately, then hung up. After getting ready, I went downstairs and hailed a taxi at the entrance of the residential area, heading straight to the long-distance bus station.

The bus station, during the Spring Festival travel rush, was packed with people, a bustling and noisy scene. I waited in line at the ticket counter for half an hour before buying a ticket. Then I waited in the waiting hall for a full hour before boarding the long-distance bus to the provincial capital. I arrived in the provincial capital after 8 PM.

After getting off the bus, I left the station and hailed a taxi, asking the driver to take me to a place called "Hongding Club." It wasn't that I didn't want to go to the hotel where my mom and Xia were staying; it was because half an hour earlier, while I was still on the long-distance bus, I received a text message from my mom saying that they were going to a place called "Hongding Club" and that she had specified the name of their private room. She told me to go there after I got off the bus so I wouldn't have to go to the hotel. The taxi driver drove around the streets, making turns, and after about ten minutes, he took me to my destination. I paid the fare and got out of the car, observing the club as I walked towards its entrance. The club looked unremarkable, and the decorations at the entrance seemed unusually ordinary. However, the row of high-end luxury cars parked outside clearly indicated that it was something special inside.

Following the guidance of a professional and enthusiastic hostess, I carefully admired the interior decoration.

The club was indeed very exquisite and innovative, reflecting both a modern club trend and a hidden, profound elegance. These two completely different styles were harmoniously blended together. One couldn't help but admire the club's designer's profound design skills. Just then, I realized I was already outside the private room. Pushing open the door, I saw that besides my mother and Xia, there was another couple inside. The four of them were chatting happily. The man looked to be around forty, with a refined air and impeccably dressed, sitting at one end of the table. The woman beside him was youthful and radiant, fashionably dressed, and had a petite, dependent air about her.

"Xiaojun, you're here. Sit down quickly," my mother said, standing up and waving at me as she saw me. The air conditioning in the private room was very warm. Having taken off her beige Versace double-breasted long coat, she wore a brown turtleneck sweater, flesh-colored bodysuit stockings, and delicate black high heels. Her long, wavy hair was still cascading down her back, her eyeshadow was light, and her lips were glossy, making her look incredibly sexy and alluring. Just as I was thinking about all this, I saw her turn her head to the side and say to the man, "Mr. Li, this is my son.

Please forgive me for bringing him along." "Hehe, Ms. Shen, don't be so polite. It's still a holiday, so I invited Xia and you here just for a casual chat. Let's all relax. It's alright, it's alright," he generously replied to my mother. At the same time, I sat down, and Xia asked me, "Haven't eaten yet?"

I nodded. "What would you like to eat? Tell me, and I'll order for you," he continued. After thinking for a while, I said to him, "How about a beef brisket rice bowl? Is that alright?" "Of course," he said, getting up and going to the door to call a waiter who ordered a beef brisket rice bowl, a fruit salad, and a Earl Grey milk tea for me.

After doing that, he came back to sit down and continued chatting with my mother and the couple. I listened to their conversation while waiting for my dinner.

During their conversation, I learned that the man was Xia's direct supervisor, named Li Gang. He is a member of the board of directors of Xingye Group and also serves as the group's executive vice chairman. The young woman, Bai Yaru, is Li Gang's secretary. In my opinion, she might also be his mistress. Right now, they are listening to Vice Chairman Li's comments on the domestic economy.

After listening for a while, the waiter brought in my food. I was already starving and quickly started eating. While eating, I listened to Vice Chairman Li continue his eloquent and incessant speech. As a senior corporate leader, he had his own opinions on the various financial problems facing the country. But being young and naive, I had no interest in any of this, letting what I heard go in one ear and out the other, focusing only on devouring my food. Only after I finished eating did he change the subject, saying to my mother, "Ms. Shen, the spa at the club's spa center is quite effective. Since it's your first time here, I'll have Ya Ru take you to try it. What do you think?" "Oh? Really? Then I'll go try it. But I'll have to trouble you to spend the money,"

my mother replied with a smile, her gaze drifting towards Xia, perhaps seeking his opinion. Seeing my mother's reaction, Xia Xia spoke up: "Xiuqin, you and Secretary Bai go over there. Chairman Li and I will wait for you here." He then glanced at me and said, "Xiaojun, you should also go take a shower and relax."

So the two of us left the private room and headed towards the spa.

After walking down a long corridor, the three of us arrived at the spa entrance. My mother and Secretary Bai went into the women's area, while I, guided by a staff member, went into the men's area. After changing in the changing room, I walked naked into the steam room. The spacious bathroom was completely empty, surrounded by wooden benches. In the center was a charcoal brazier containing packets of Chinese herbs roasting on hot stones, filling the entire bathroom with a strong herbal aroma.

After a quick look, I was quite satisfied and found a place to sit, stretching out my body. Then, I checked again and felt the temperature wasn't high enough, so I turned on the steam. A fine mist of steam descended, instantly rising into a thick fog upon contact with the charcoal, causing the temperature to soar. Afterward, I lay down on the bench, closed my eyes, and enjoyed the sensation. Ten minutes later, my skin flushed from the surrounding steam and heat, I opened my eyes, got up, and left.

I went to the shower area and rinsed thoroughly. Then I dried myself with a towel, put on a bathrobe, and went to the lounge.

There were only a few people there, men and women. I declined the staff's suggestion to get a massage and instead found a resting bed, lying down to watch TV while waiting for my mother and Secretary Bai. A full hour and a half later, I finally saw my mother and Secretary Bai, also wearing bathrobes, slowly approaching from the women's area exit.

Their eyes swept across the lounge, and upon spotting me, they came to my side. My mother, standing before me, looked radiant. Her skin, exposed outside her bathrobe, was not only fair and rosy but also seemed to have a crystalline glow. In my opinion, she was more attractive to men than the youthful and beautiful Secretary Bai standing next to her.

"What are you daydreaming about, son? We should go back." Just as I was lost in thought, my mother spoke.

I quickly snapped out of it and replied, "Oh, I'll go change." I got up from the resting bed and headed towards the changing room. As I walked, I kept glancing back at my mother. She and Secretary Bai were also walking side by side towards the women's changing room, whispering amongst themselves. Men change faster than women, so after I finished getting ready and left the spa, I waited outside for another twenty minutes before seeing them. The three of

us met up and headed towards the private room. When we got back there, we saw Xia and Vice Chairman Li getting up and preparing to come out as well.

So the five of us left the private room together, exchanging pleasantries as we walked out of the club. A short while later, Vice Chairman Li and Secretary Bai said goodbye and drove off in a black Mercedes. Once they were out of sight, Xia went to get the car, and then my son and I got in and headed towards their hotel. After driving for a few minutes, my mother, sitting in the passenger seat, turned to me and asked about the holiday. To avoid worrying her, I concealed my father's current situation, simply saying that everything was fine. Hearing my answer, she didn't suspect anything and turned back to me.

The car quickly arrived at the hotel. Xia parked the car, and the three of us got out and went inside. Back in the room, I glanced around. It was a business suite, just like the one we had at the Jiahe Hotel in Ningfeng City last time. Only it was smaller, and there were only two beds in the bedroom. Seeing this, I said to them, "Mom, Uncle, let me sleep on the sofa tonight." Before my mother could speak, Xia replied,

"No, I'll sleep on the sofa tonight. You and your mother sleep in the bed." Seeing I seemed about to say something, he came over, patted my arm, and continued, "No need to say anything, Xiaojun, you sleep in the bed." Seeing his insistence, I stopped objecting, went into the bedroom, took off my clothes, and went to bed. My mother and he talked for a while in the living room before she also came in to sleep. I chatted with her in bed for a bit, then slowly drifted off to sleep.

In the middle of the night, I was awakened by a noise coming from the bed next to me. Blinking to clear my head, I immediately realized what was happening beside me. I quietly turned my neck, and a lewd scene immediately came into view: the blanket that should have been covering my mother was now on the floor, and she, at 1.65 meters tall, looked alluring beneath Xia. He was now thrusting violently with his enormous penis.

My mother's legs were draped over his shoulders, and her voice had become as plaintive and drawn-out as a cat's, as if she were suppressing something. Within minutes, he reached his climax, and without further delay, his swaying hips moved like a storm, relentlessly pounding into her. He was drenched in sweat, panting heavily, and beads of sweat glistened on his chest, like sparkling diamonds embedded in his skin. After another twenty or so frantic thrusts, he could no longer hold back his climax and finally released his essence.

My mother's head was thrown back, pressed tightly against the pillow, her hands still gripping the sheets, and she let out a long, soft cry: "Ah!!!" The sound trailed off like a distant breeze, then vanished. After that, there was only deathly silence. From my mother's perspective, Xia, who had been dominating her, collapsed like a corpse.

The bedroom fell silent again. However, their slightly rapid breathing was still very clear.

After a while, I heard Xia get up from the bed and turn to look at me. Not wanting them to notice, I quickly closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep. Just then, my mother's languid, delicate voice reached my ears: "You naughty boy!

You just know how to torment me! It's the middle of the night and you're still doing this!" "Hehe, who told you to be so beautiful and sexy? I wish I could die on your belly!" Xia replied in a light, flirtatious voice. "You're

so annoying!" Hearing Xia say this, my mother said shyly and coquettishly. "Hey, wife. What do you think about having you learn to drive after the New Year? Are you going?" I heard him ask my mother. After listening, she paused for a moment before replying softly, "Okay, fine. Anyway, I don't have much to do right now. You'll be busy again after the New Year, so learning to drive will help pass the time." "Go learn first, and I'll buy you a car once you get your driver's license.

I can't say how expensive, but around 100,000 yuan is no problem." I heard him say this to my mother after she finished speaking.

"Wow! You're so good to me!" Hearing his promise, my mother seemed very happy, and her tone was cheerful as she replied. "Of course! Who told you to be my wife! Of course I have to be good to you! Otherwise, if you dump me, who would I complain to!" Xia said to her in a teasing tone. "You bad boy!" My mother was a little indignant at his teasing, so she scolded him playfully. "Hehe." He smiled and turned his body. Immediately afterwards, I heard my mother let out a "ouch," and their lips seemed to be kissing again, making a "tsk tsk" sucking sound. So I opened my eyes again and watched their intimate moment.

Two lips, like those of a parched desert, were pressed tightly together, their teeth intertwined. Saliva flowed between them. After a while, Xia's lips left my mother's, and he lay on her stomach, gently licking her nipples and the surrounding snow-white skin. Then he moved down to kiss her navel, before moving on to the next target. My mother,

who had been lying quietly, letting him caress her, then grabbed him, pulling him upwards with all her might. Her delicate, fragrant tongue, as skilled as a snake's whiskers, slid from her mouth, licking his chest and lips. Her entire snow-white body moved up and down, her hands tightly gripping his arms, responding passionately. Then he shifted his gaze to my mother's vulva, staring for a moment before murmuring praise, "Baby, the taste there is so lovely." He then lowered his head, his lips gently caressing that area.

My mother, seemingly on purpose, spread her legs, offering that area to his mouth and tongue, and swayed her hips as if adding fuel to the fire. A joyful smile appeared on her face; she seemed to enjoy Xia's long tongue touching her like that. Soon, his breathing became heavy, and, aroused again, he pressed himself against my mother's body, kissing her lips.

For a moment, only the sounds of their lips smacking and their rapid breathing filled the air. Xia tried to prolong the kiss, not rushing to attack my mother, while my mother's body was tense, her hands greedily working. She cupped his face in her hands, stroking his hair, kneading his strong chest muscles, and fondling his erect penis as if it were a precious treasure. He quickly got off the bed, squatted under it, cupped her round buttocks in his hands, buried his face in her chest, and his tongue lingered between her legs, as if holding a fresh coconut, desperately sucking her juices to quench his thirst.

He would occasionally slide his chin aside, like a vampire stopping at the inside of her thigh, licking and biting. After he'd had his fill, he'd push forward, advancing to the other side. "Uh—oh—oh—give it to me quickly—husband—quickly!"

My mother was now completely aroused, her lips uttering wanton moans, her legs struggling to break free, her body contorted like a snake. Knowing her overwhelming lust, Xia immediately used his hand to smear some of his penis's fluids on the glans, then aimed it at her vulva, twisting his hips and thrusting his waist, slowly pushing it in. A crisp "plop" was heard as it reached deep into her uterus. My mother beamed with pleasure, clicking her tongue in delight, raising her buttocks high, making moaning sounds, her eyes tightly closed, indulging in blissful pleasure, as if entering a paradise.

Completely disregarding the presence of others, he intensified his thrusts, his penis flying up and down, the force of his impact growing ever more violent. My mother moaned softly, her long, wavy hair swaying seductively on the bed. Her private parts sometimes flinched in fear under Xia's powerful assault, yet at other times eagerly responded. The two remained lost in their passion, oblivious to everything, in this frenzied state for an unknown amount of time. After another round of frenzied thrusting, my mother suddenly rolled off the bed, her smooth back arching as she leaned against the edge, her full, round buttocks raised.

Xia immediately parted her buttocks, his hand gripping his already wet penis, lifting and arching her until her head touched the bed. With her soft moans beneath his touch, their bodies merged once more. My mother's posture on the bed was dazzlingly lewd, her slender waist swaying like willow branches, moans escaping her lips. Seeing this, Xia thrust even harder, his penis pumping wildly in and out, making my mother dizzy. She would suddenly pounce on him, then eagerly thrust forward to meet his thrusts, muttering, "Don't stop—don't stop—faster—faster!" He ignored the drenched sweat, his body splattered with beads of perspiration, relentlessly teasing and moving, leaving kisses and light nibbles on her neck and earlobes, even leaving bite marks.

My mother responded enthusiastically, growing increasingly aroused, finally reaching her climax with a long, soft moan. At the same time, Xia also reached the edge of release, groaning as he ejaculated deep into my mother's vagina.

Afterwards, Xia lay wearily on his back on the bed, his gaze fixed on my mother, whose eyes were gradually losing their luster. My mother, naked, nestled in his arms, her long, wavy hair obscuring half her face. After a while, Xia tenderly reached out and tucked a strand of hair that had slipped into her eyes behind her ear, then kissed her lips deeply. They lingered, savoring the passionate lovemaking they had just shared. Unbeknownst to them, I had witnessed everything.

(Chapter 20)

The next morning, I was awakened by the sound of the television in the room. Opening my eyes, I looked to my side and saw my mother, already up, her face bare of makeup, her hair disheveled, leaning against the headboard, watching television. Xia was no longer there. Seeing me awake, a blush instantly appeared on her beautiful face, as if she were ashamed of the absurdity of the previous night. But she quickly regained her composure, smiled sweetly at me, and said, "You're awake, son." "Mmm," I replied, then crawled out of bed, stretched lazily by the bedside, and continued, "I slept really well last night! Mom, how about you?"

"Oh? Me? I... I slept pretty well." Her expression became a little unnatural after hearing my question, and her answer was hesitant. However, I didn't want to bring up what happened last night, so I pretended to be innocent and asked her, "Mom, where are you taking me today?" When she saw me ask her this, her expression immediately relaxed, and she smiled and asked in return, "Where do you want to go?"

"Me? Let me think... Oh, right. I want to go boating on Slender Moon Lake, eat at the Drum Tower Snack Street, and play video games at the arcade on the top floor of Jin'an Department Store." I rattled off these places, then paused and asked her, "Is that okay?" "Of course! We'll leave after lunch." She didn't object and answered with a smile. Then my son and I started chatting again. After a few sentences, Xia, dressed neatly and beaming, walked into the room.

The moment he saw my mother, a knowing smile immediately appeared on his lips. I turned to look at my mother; she glared at Xia before lowering her head, her cheeks flushed, looking shy and charming. "Hey, you two should get up soon, right? It'll be time for lunch," she said, already sitting on the edge of my bed. "Son, go brush your teeth and wash your face first," my mother said to me as soon as he finished speaking. I didn't say anything, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

It was past noon when the three of us left the room for lunch at the downstairs restaurant. After a quick bite, they took me to the place I had requested. I had a wonderful afternoon. I did everything – boating, snacks, video games – I did it all. Seeing how happy I was, they were both delighted. They played with me wholeheartedly, and Xia even joined me in playing video games at the arcade like a big boy. My mother, with her elegant demeanor and graceful figure, watched us playing and shouting together. This scene frequently drew sidelong glances from passersby.

As night fell, we returned to the hotel after a fun-filled afternoon. Exhausted and with a sore back, I went to bed early after dinner. I slept soundly that night, not waking up until the next morning. So I don't know if they made love that night. Only her sweet, happy, and content sleeping posture, and the faint, distinctly masculine scent lingering in the room, proved that something had happened. Thinking about all the little things that had happened these past few days, I grinned silently. After turning over, I went back to sleep—the twenty-odd-day winter vacation was over. I was back on campus studying.

Last semester, my grades dropped drastically. My homeroom teacher called me in after the opening ceremony and reprimanded me, telling me to focus on my studies and not waste my time on other things. I sincerely promised him I would study harder. For a while afterward, I did indeed put aside my distractions and concentrate on my studies. Meanwhile, my mother went to a driving school in the county town. We still talked on the phone every few days, catching up on each other's lives. Through her stories, I learned that Xia had become very busy with her company lately. She also occasionally had to travel for work, so she didn't have much time to spend with her. She felt very lonely during this time, and her words on the phone revealed an undisguised melancholy.

However, their relationship was something I couldn't and didn't want to interfere with. So, I could only comfort her on the phone, telling her not to overthink it. I also made a promise to visit her on the weekend, nothing more.

Soon, the weekend arrived. I went to Yunfei Residential Area as promised. When I was almost there, she sent me a text message on her phone. I opened it and read that she wasn't home but was at a driving school and wouldn't be back until noon. She also told me where the spare key was and that I should go to the place she and Xia were staying at.

Knowing what to do, I arrived at the apartment quickly, found the key under the doormat, and went inside. The room was empty; according to my mother, Xia had gone to Guangzhou for the past couple of days and wasn't there. I changed into slippers and went to the computer desk, sat down, and turned on the computer to search for the sex video of my mother and Xia that I had seen before. To my disappointment, the video had been deleted, and they hadn't filmed any more. Seeing this, I stopped searching and instead opened QQ and chatted with some online friends. After chatting

freely with these people from all over the country, whose names and identities I didn't know, for over two hours, I logged off. I glanced at the wall clock; it was almost one o'clock in the afternoon.

"Why isn't Mom back yet? Should I call her?" With that thought in mind, I took out my phone and dialed her number. "Beep—beep, sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily out of service. Please try again later," came the phone's message. Undeterred, I dialed again, but it was the same answer.

So I hung up, wondering why she wasn't back, and went into the kitchen. I grabbed a packet of yogurt and a bag of cake from the refrigerator and sat down on the sofa in the living room to eat. I quickly finished the food, but Mom still hadn't returned. After thinking for a moment, I got up, put on my shoes, grabbed my keys, and left the apartment. I went to the entrance of the complex to wait for a taxi to go to the driving school and see what was going on.

I waited a few minutes on the street outside the complex before finally hailing a taxi. After telling the driver the address, he turned the car around and drove towards my destination. Just as the car rounded the intersection in front of the complex, I looked out the window and caught a glimpse of my mother. She was just getting out of a yellow-plated Santana training car on the right side of the middle of the road. In the blink of an eye, my taxi passed by. I quickly turned to look and saw that my mother hadn't left immediately after getting out; she was still standing outside the driver's side window, leaning over and talking to the person inside. Seeing this, I immediately told the driver to stop, paid the fare, and got out to walk towards her.

When I was almost in front of her, she straightened up, ready to leave. I quickly called out, "Mom!"

She heard me, turned around, saw it was me, and started walking towards me. As we walked, he asked,

"Xiao Jun, why did you get down? Didn't I tell you to wait for me at home?" Just as I was about to reply, a figure leaned out of the driver's side window of the driving school car that hadn't yet driven away, and said to me, "Hey, aren't you He Jun?

What? Are you Aunt Shen's son?" Hearing this, I focused my gaze on the driver's seat, and a handsome face with delicate features and a bright, energetic expression came into view. "It's him?!" My heart skipped a beat when I saw him, and I involuntarily took a step back.

Why did I react like that? That person's name was Chen Kai, a senior student at our school. Don't let his refined appearance fool you; his name was infamous throughout the

school. He had done everything that was considered outrageous in our eyes—forming gangs, fighting, harassing girls, and insulting teachers. He had even gotten two girls pregnant, ultimately forcing them to transfer schools. All these bad things were minimized and resolved thanks to his father, the county party secretary, who intervened with great effort. The school leaders were also powerless against him, since they all relied on his father's influence for their livelihood; they had to give him face.

So they turned a blind eye, leaving him alone as long as he didn't go too far. He was happy with this, spending most of his time away from school, hanging out outside. As for how he knew me, it was because when I first entered high school, a boy in my class who was close to me had hung out with him for a while. Sometimes I would see him when I went to see that boy. If he was in a good mood, he would greet me and offer me a cigarette.

So we were just nodding acquaintances.

Just as my mind was racing with random thoughts, I heard my mother ask him, "Chen Kai, do you know my son?" She was dressed very beautifully today, her long, black, wavy hair flowing down her back. She wore an expensive light gray suit with a knee-length skirt, the cut elegant and dignified yet still feminine. A pair of long, shapely legs were barely covered by flesh-colored stockings, and she wore black mid-heeled shoes with buckles, exuding the elegant image of a mature, sophisticated professional woman.

"Yes, Aunt Shen. What a coincidence," he said, unconcerned by my hesitation, which made me appear hesitant to speak to him. He smiled broadly as he answered my mother from the driver's seat.

Then he said to my mother, "I'm so sorry, Aunt Shen, for breaking your phone today. Please make do with it for now. I'll pay for a better one with you in a few days." "Oh, it's alright. You already replaced my phone, didn't you? No need to buy another one; this one is fine."

"No way! I always keep my word. That's all for now. I'll call you later!

Aunt Shen, goodbye, He Jun!" His tone left no room for argument. After speaking, he waved goodbye to my mother and me with a flourish, then drove away. My mother and I turned and walked towards Yunfei Residential Area.

On the way home, I asked my mom about her phone. She slowly explained it to me.

It turned out that Chen Kai was also learning to drive, and he happened to have the same instructor as my mom. Today, his group was practicing at the driving school. When it was Chen Kai's turn, he wasn't paying attention and almost crashed into another instructor's car that was practicing on the same spot. My mom was in the car at the time, holding her phone to call me. She

didn't hold it properly either, and the inertia from his sudden braking caused her to stumble, and her flip phone fell out of her hand, hitting the concrete and breaking in two. Later, after class, he kept apologizing to my mom, borrowed the instructor's car, and went with her to a phone store to buy her a new phone as compensation.

Then he drove her home. After she finished explaining, I immediately told her about some things Chen Kai had done at school. Hearing this, she couldn't help but frown and said to me, "I didn't expect him to behave so badly at school! Well, who learns to drive in high school? And he even picks a time when he's in class." Hearing my mother say this, I inexplicably felt relieved. The two continued walking towards the neighborhood and arrived shortly after.

Since it was past lunchtime, and I had already eaten something, I wasn't very hungry. So my mom only cooked a small amount of plain noodles in the kitchen and brought it out for me to eat with her. I didn't refuse and we finished the noodles together. Then we sat on the sofa watching TV and chatting. She was probably tired from practicing driving all morning, and soon she started yawning constantly. Seeing this, I told her to go take a nap, and she agreed, so she got up and went back to her bedroom to sleep. After she closed the door, I picked up the TV remote and turned the volume down a bit. Then I continued watching my favorite TV programs.

At 2:30, my phone rang. I answered the phone without checking the caller ID. "Hello!

Ah Jun. What are you doing?" the voice on the other end asked. After recognizing the voice, I felt uneasy again. Without pausing, I immediately replied, "Nothing, just watching TV. What about you, Aze?" Aze's full name was Wu Haoze, the boy who had followed Chen Kai and was in my class. He cut to the chase, saying, "I said, Boss Chen just called me. He told me to ask you to go to the tea room on the first floor of the county cultural center. He has something to tell you.

" Hearing this, my heart started racing. I didn't even understand what he said after that, and after giving a few mumbled replies, I hung up. Thinking about the person I was going to see, my heart was pounding. But I knew I couldn't not go, otherwise, if I didn't go today, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the day after that, he could find me at school if he wanted to. "What's meant to be will be," I murmured to myself. After calming down, I went to the bathroom to wash my face, tidied myself up, and then went out.

The taxi took me to the tea room on the first floor of the cultural center. Upon entering, I found the room crowded with customers, and Chen Kai was seated in the first seat by the window. Seeing me arrive, he smiled, then waved for a waiter and whispered a few words in his ear. The waiter, following his instructions, politely led him and me to a private room. After we were seated, he ordered himself a cup of West Lake Longjing tea and asked, "What about you? What would you like to drink?" "Same thing," I replied.

"Then bring me a pot of Longjing, from Meijiawu. Also, a serving of dried fruit and a serving of local watermelon seeds. Hurry up." He quickly placed the order. After writing down the order, the waiter left the room and closed the door. At that moment, he took out a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes from his pocket and casually handed me one. I picked up the cigarette, about to light it with my own lighter.

"Clink!" I looked up and saw him holding out a Zippo lighter, already opened and emitting a pale blue flame,

to my face. So I lit my cigarette, took a drag, blew a smoke ring, and said to him, "Thank you." "You're welcome," he replied, lighting his own cigarette. After a few puffs, he asked me, "Why did you look like that when you saw me at noon today?"

"Heh," I chuckled dryly, unsure how to answer. Seeing that I didn't directly answer his question, he temporarily stopped asking further. He focused on smoking, and so did I. The private room was soon filled with grayish-white smoke.

After finishing my cigarette, the waiter brought in the tea and snacks. After setting everything out, he left the room. Seeing the waiter leave, he picked up his tea, took a small sip, held it in his mouth for a moment, and then swallowed. He even closed his eyes, savoring the taste. Before he opened his eyes, I asked him, "Brother Kai, what did you call me here for today?" Hearing my question, he slowly opened his eyes, his expression full of amusement. He countered with, "Your parents are divorced, right?"

"Huh?" I was taken aback by this question and gasped involuntarily. Seeing my reaction, he didn't seem to mind and continued, "Your father's name is He Weiguo. He works at the county's agricultural bureau. A few months ago, he went to Tianxi County in the neighboring province to support rural work there. Is that right?" I nodded. Then he threw out a third question: "Your mother's current lover is Xia Tianhong. He's the general manager of the provincial Xingye Group's branch in our county. Is that right?" "Just be frank and tell me what you want," I said, not wanting to waste any more time. "Heh,"

he chuckled, looking me directly in the eye, and said softly, "I don't want anything. I just wanted to let you know in advance that I want to be friends with your mother. I hope you won't interfere. It's that simple."

"But she has a boyfriend now," I said, suppressing my anger and trying to speak slowly.

"Oh?

Really? Didn't she have a husband before? How did she end up running off with another man? It made your father, He Weiguo, a laughingstock throughout the Agricultural Bureau." His words were like a fuse, instantly igniting my anger. I was about to stand up and punch him, but he calmly stretched out his hands, gesturing for me to calm down. He hurriedly chuckled, "Hey, brother, don't get angry. That

's just how I am, I can't keep my mouth shut. Sorry, sorry!" As he said this, I stood up and coldly stared at him. After he finished speaking, I said, "Goodbye!" and turned to leave the private room. I

wandered aimlessly along the bustling street. My heart gradually calmed down. What was there to say? My mother's first mistake led to another. "Heaven's sins can be forgiven, but self-inflicted sins are unforgivable." Ancient proverbs are all wise words. "Let's take it one step at a time." Thinking this, I quickened my pace and moved forward.

(Chapter 21)

Ever since meeting Chen Kai at the teahouse, my heart had been filled with unease. At school, I wore a tense expression all day, barely responding to anyone who spoke to me. My attention in class and studies also became increasingly inattentive. Several times I considered calling my mother to tell her what happened that day.

But each time, I gave up, because I didn't want to cause her any confusion or distress. I also wouldn't tell Xia that deep down, I still harbored resentment towards him. His kindness and goodwill towards my mother wouldn't change anything. He was the culprit who destroyed my peaceful and happy family. No matter how he tried to make amends or explain himself, he could not earn my forgiveness.

A week later, it was the weekend again. I chose to stay at school instead of going home. In the evening, after having dinner with my roommates at the school cafeteria, I returned to the dormitory. Since we had nothing else to do, we played cards together. After playing for about an hour, there was a knock on the dormitory door.

Having finished my game, I had some free time, so I got up and went to the door. There stood my mother, elegant and poised. She looked meticulously groomed; her hair was styled high, her eyebrows and sideburns perfectly done, her eyes bright and her lips glossy. She wore a light purple single-breasted blazer over a white-and-blue striped blouse that seemed barely able to contain her ample breasts. She wore tight jeans and navy blue mid-heeled shoes.

Her appearance perfectly accentuated her beauty, style, and mature charm. Seeing me open the door, she smiled and said, "Xiaojun, Mom's here to see you." I quickly ushered her into the dormitory, asking, "Have you eaten?"

"Yes, I have. Here, these are your favorite snacks." She placed a plastic bag on my bed as she spoke. When my roommates saw that it was my mom, they all greeted her. She responded very politely and even took some snacks out of her bag to share with them. Just then, I asked her, "Where's Uncle Xia? Didn't he come with you?" "Him? His company has run into some problems with a few business deals."

"I went to Guangzhou again on Wednesday and won't be back until the day after tomorrow," she answered softly. I nodded, casually pulled up a stool for her to sit on, and then asked, "So how are you going to get back? You know, there are no buses around here after 7:30 pm, and even taxis are rare." Hearing my question, she replied nonchalantly, "It's okay, Mommy is going to her driving lesson soon. I told the instructor, and he'll come pick me up in a little while." I was a little curious, so I continued to ask, "You're learning at night too?

" "Yes," she affirmed. Then she explained, "Well, Mommy has already passed all the other tests. The road test is in a week, so the instructor wants us to practice on the road these few nights.

Because we might be chosen to take the night test. Mommy has already driven for two nights, and today is the third day."

"Oh." "After I understood, I nodded. Just then, her phone rang. She took it out, glanced at the caller ID, and said to me, 'It's the coach calling.' She answered the phone, spoke a few words, and then hung up.

Then she turned to me and said, 'The coach and the others will be here soon, so Mom will head over first. Come to Mom's next weekend, okay?' 'Okay,' I agreed without hesitation. Seeing that I agreed, she stood up with a smile, said goodbye to my roommates, and walked gracefully out of the dormitory. I followed her out of the dormitory and we went to the school gate together.

The coach's car was already parked at the school gate. After seeing it, she said to me, who was standing next to her,

'Okay, son. Go back to the dormitory.' I looked at where the coach's car was parked. There were two men and a woman in the car, one of the men being Chen Kai. 'What's wrong?' my mom asked when she saw me standing there without moving.

I quickly replied, 'Nothing, Mom. Just be careful when you drive. And, uh, I'll go back now.'" I hesitated, wanting to warn her to be careful of Chen Kai, but the words didn't come out. "Okay, I will. Goodbye, son." She didn't notice my tone, affectionately patted my ear after speaking, and then walked towards the training car.

After she got in, the car started moving, heading towards the sparsely trafficked western suburban highway. I stood at the door, secretly memorizing the license plate number of the training car. Then I quickly ran to the bus stop and boarded the last bus of the night that passed by our school.

Sitting on the bus, my thoughts were a bit chaotic, and I quickly realized that this bus wouldn't take me to the western suburban highway where my mother and the others went to driving lessons. But that was too far, and I didn't have any other means of transportation. After thinking for a while, I got off at a stop, hailed a taxi, and went to Yunfei Residential Area.

Because I felt that no matter what, she would still go back to her apartment that night. I should wait for her there. With this thought in mind, I arrived at Yunfei Residential Area half an hour later. After buying a drink and a pack of cigarettes at a convenience store near the residential area, I... I entered the residential complex and arrived at the apartment building where my mother lived. Sitting on the sofa in the lobby, I drank a beverage and smoked a cigarette, silently waiting for her. I hoped she would return soon.

Time passed by, minute by minute. There were many people coming and going in the apartment building at night. However, everyone was a stranger, preoccupied with their own affairs and not concerned with strangers. So, they would at most glance at me curiously before going upstairs to go home or leaving the apartment. A security guard patrolling the area asked if I needed help, but I politely declined, explaining my situation and why I was there. Seeing that I looked like a student, he didn't seem to care and quickly left to continue patrolling in other directions. After he left, I stood up from the sofa and walked around the lobby to stretch my legs, which had become numb from sitting for so long.

With a "sizzle," I stubbed out another cigarette in the ashtray next to the sofa. I glanced at my watch; it was already 11 PM. Growing impatient, I rubbed my temples, then pulled out the last cigarette from the pack and put it in my mouth. I tossed the pack aside, lit the cigarette with a lighter, and continued puffing away. Just as I was finishing it, I suddenly spotted the training car I'd been waiting for heading towards the lobby entrance.

I quickly threw away the cigarette and ran to hide behind the emergency exit door on the other side of the lobby. I used the spindle-shaped glass window in the middle of the door to observe the situation inside and outside the lobby. The car had already pulled up outside, and after parking, I watched a man get out of the driver's seat. "It really is him!" "I was both shocked and annoyed, because I had clearly seen that the man in the dark blue hooded sweatshirt and baggy jeans, with a very hip-hop style, was Chen Kai.

He got out of the driver's seat, went to the other side, opened the car door, and pulled my mother out of the passenger seat, helping her into the lobby. Once inside, I noticed my mother's steps were unsteady, her cheeks were flushed, and she was practically clinging to Chen Kai's arm. It seemed only in this way could she maintain her balance and avoid falling. She looked like she had drunk quite a bit; even her white LV handbag, which she usually carried herself, was now hanging from Chen Kai's other arm." The two of them walked side by side toward the elevator. Once they were inside, I immediately turned and ran quickly up the stairs to the emergency exit, hoping to catch up with them.

When I arrived, panting, Chen Kai had already taken a key from my mother's purse and was about to open the door.

The door was very close to the emergency exit where I was crouching, just a few steps away.

But I didn't do that; instead, I held my breath and continued to watch them. Perhaps he didn't know which key would open the door, so he had no choice but to try them one by one. When he tried the third key, my mother seemed to sober up a bit and said to him awkwardly, "Okay, okay, Chen. It's too late, you, you should go back first. Auntie can go in by herself." "How can that be! You're so drunk, let me open the door for you!" he replied immediately, his expression sincere. "This, this..." "My mom seemed hesitant, her words muffled. Seeing her expression, he quickly added, 'Don't worry, Auntie, I'll go back after I've settled you in. Now, just tell me which key opens the door. Okay?' He was still pressed against my mom's back, his arm around her waist, as he spoke.

'Okay, then, alright. Thank you, Xiao Chen. That one.' My mom agreed after a moment's thought, pointing to the key. 'You're welcome.'" "He spoke as he unlocked the door with the key. Just as they entered the room one after the other, I darted along the corridor wall like a night cat. I grabbed the door just as Chen Kai was about to close it, preventing it from slamming shut.

I held onto the door, pressing my ear against it to listen to what was happening inside. Besides the 'tap-tap' of their footsteps, I could hear Chen Kai's slightly concerned voice: 'Auntie, shall I help you to the bedroom?' After that, I only heard my mother muttering something to him quietly, but I couldn't make out what it was. Then,

after a commotion, there was silence in the living room.

Seeing this, I carefully pushed open the bedroom door, came in, and gently closed it behind me. Then I crouched down and slowly moved towards the bedroom. Just as I reached the bedroom door, I heard my mother's panicked voice from inside: 'Oh, no, no, Xiao Chen, you can't do this! Quick, let go!'" "Hearing this, I quickened my pace and reached the corner outside the bedroom door in just a few steps. Peeking inside, the scene inside immediately made my mouth go dry. My mother's coat had been taken off, her hair was disheveled, and Chen Kai was pinning her down on the bed, his hands tightly holding her wrists to prevent her from struggling."

His lips lingered on her cheeks, lips, earlobes, and neck. While doing this, he excitedly said to my mother, "Auntie, I'm sorry, I... I just couldn't resist. You... you're so beautiful." Before my mother could object, he kissed her lips. My mother shook her head to avoid him, but he didn't give up and quickly kissed her lips accurately. He then eagerly stuck out his tongue, trying to enter my mother's mouth. My mother kept her teeth tightly closed, resisting, her body twisting beneath him. This coy resistance only fueled his desire. He pinned my mother's lower body down with his legs, his tongue pushing even deeper, while his hands began to caress her body.

The bedroom was filled with the "mmm" sounds my mother made as her lips were blocked. After a while, my mother could no longer resist; she finally opened her teeth and accepted his insatiable tongue. His tongue, like a venomous snake, probed into my mother's mouth, swirling and churning, chasing her fragrant tongue. My mother, her body trembling from his sucking and licking, gradually stopped writhing. Her delicate hands, which had been pushing him away from behind, slowly embraced his body. Their lips met, their tongues teasing each other, passionately meeting.

They held each other tightly, kissing and caressing, their desires burning intensely.

After kissing for a while, his lips left my mother's, and his hands began to slowly roam over her full body, kneading and rubbing her vigorously. This made my mother's already flushed face, amplified by the alcohol, even more vibrant. She uttered seductive moans: "Mmm—mmm—no—don't—mmm." Hearing such alluring sounds, he could no longer restrain himself. He then placed his hand on my mother's waist, groping under the hem of her shirt, slipping his fingers inside to feel her smooth, warm, and supple skin. He gradually moved upwards, kneading until he reached her bra. At this point, my mother let out a soft moan, pushing him away with her hands on his wrists, mumbling, "No, no, no, I'm your aunt, Xiao Chen, what we're doing is already going too far."

Though she said this, her resistance was weak. Without hesitation, Chen Kai slipped his hand inside her bra, forcefully kneading and squeezing her breasts. Touching those breasts he had dreamed of made his heart pound in his chest. "So good! So big! So full!" he exclaimed involuntarily. While exclaiming, he continued to knead and stimulate her nipples with his fingers, his eyes fixed on her expression. Under his caresses, my mother's phoenix eyes half-closed in a daze, her face flushed even more. As her nipples were roughly pinched and kneaded, she let out unconscious moans through her nose.

Seeing my mother's lewd state, he couldn't resist any longer. So he immediately began to act, one hand groping her buttocks, skillfully unbuckling her belt and roughly pulling down her pants, while the other hand deftly pulled down his own zipper, pulling out his already hard penis. My mother lay there obediently, no longer resisting his actions. She was still moaning softly.

Soon, he had pulled down my mother's jeans and white lace panties, throwing them onto the floor beside the bed. Seeing her smooth, white genitals before him, his lust intensified, and he no longer cared about anything else. Panting heavily, without even taking off his pants, he grasped his penis and thrust it into my mother's vagina. "Ah—it's in." My mother moaned as he thrust into her. "So tight, so hot! Auntie, you're amazing!" He praised my mother, his hands supporting her long, slender thighs, his hips thrusting back and forth, his penis plunging violently into her vagina. "Oh—oh—gentler—you're so hard," my mother moaned weakly, panting. After

a while, he bent down and began unbuttoning my mother's shirt. But in his impatience, he ripped all the buttons off. The shirt fluttered open, leaving only her pure white lace bra.

"Hey, what are you doing, um!" My mother was about to complain about his roughness when he silenced her with a kiss. At the same time, his hands caressed her long, slender neck and soft, boneless shoulders. His thrusting continued rhythmically. My mother sighed and then returned his kiss with a sudden burst of passion. After a passionate kiss, he looked up and eagerly pulled at my mother's bra. He held it in his hand, sniffed it, and exclaimed, "It smells so good!"

My mother blushed and turned her pretty face away, seemingly ashamed. This alluring sight aroused him even more, and his hands immediately began to knead her two full, round breasts, while his penis continued to thrust violently into her vagina. This stimulation caused my mother to moan as if begging for mercy: "Ah—it's—too deep—oh!" "Want more—hmm?" he asked my mother while thrusting.

"Yes—oh—yes—yes—I want it," my mother answered incoherently, enduring his thrusts beneath her. "Auntie—you're so tight down there—you're so wet—can you hear me—I'm fucking you," he continued shamelessly, using this to further arouse my mother. Hearing this, her expression turned shy again, and she said coquettishly, "Stop talking—you're so annoying—ah!" As she spoke, her body swayed with his thrusts. Her

long, wavy hair was now spread out on the bed, like a blooming black peony, floating with her delicate body. Her alluring appearance instantly aroused Chen Kai, and he thrust even more vigorously. My mother's breasts swayed up and down with his movements, a sight that stunned him. He reached out and grabbed one, kneading it, while he took the other into his mouth and licked it vigorously.

"Ah—oh—uh—no—ah!" My mother cried out as he invaded her near-perfect breasts. It was unclear whether it was excitement or resistance.

After five or six minutes, I noticed Chen Kai's movements becoming more intense. Seeing this, my mother knew he was close to climaxing. So, while moaning, she said to him with a mixture of embarrassment and anxiety, "Ah—Xiao Chen—you—you don't ejaculate inside—ah—don't ejaculate inside—ah!" But he completely ignored my mother's warnings, thrusting his hips faster and more violently. My mother was overwhelmed by his powerful thrusts, experiencing continuous pleasure. Although she protested, her legs wrapped around his waist, clamping his penis tightly, and she twisted in rhythm with him.

With my mother's clamping, his penis could no longer move in or out, but could only be deeply inserted into her vagina, rubbing against her labia and clitoris, the glans churning in her uterus. The intense pleasure made him unable to control himself. He pressed down hard, his chest pressed tightly against my mother's chest. With a low growl, his penis ejaculated hot semen into my mother's uterus. As he ejaculated, he watched my mother's expression as she received his drenching. At this moment, my mother's eyebrows were furrowed, her phoenix eyes were closed, and her red lips were half-open. With each ejaculation, she let out a seductive moan. Seeing her alluring expression as she accepted his semen, he excitedly ejaculated a dozen times before stopping comfortably. He then collapsed weakly onto my mother, panting heavily, his hands still restlessly kneading her breasts.

"Okay, you can go now. Auntie won't blame you this time. Let's pretend this never happened," my mother said, opening her eyes after about ten minutes, having calmed her breathing and regained her senses. "Hehe, then Auntie, we'll—" He had already gotten off my mother and lay down beside her, his hand reaching out to continue playing with her breasts, speaking in a flirtatious tone.

"No next time! If you do this again, don't call me Auntie anymore!" My mother had completely calmed down, raising her hand to block his advances while sternly warning him. "Okay, okay, I won't do it again." Seeing my mother's seriousness, he temporarily backed down, quickly fastening his pants, tidying himself up, and getting out of bed. As she walked towards the door, she said goodbye to my mother, "I'm leaving now, goodbye Auntie!" Seeing this, I had no choice but to slip away and hide in the shadows of the living room.

He swaggered out of the bedroom, put on his shoes, and left.

"Waaah—waaah," came my mother's soft sobs from inside. I, too, curled up on the floor in frustration, hating myself for not rushing out to stop him, for indulging in the fleeting thrill of spying. For a moment, both inside and outside the door were consumed by remorse and anguish—

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