Real-life incestuous mother-son relationship

This matter has been weighing on my mind for four or five years, and I haven't told anyone around me, worried that they'd think I have ulterior motives. But I really do feel that the relationship between my classmate and his mother is inappropriate. It all started when I went to Beijing for my postgraduate entrance exam interview. Because there were so many people taking the exam, and the hotels around the university were limited, plus most of the interviewees were students, short on money, and mostly alone, so most of the hotels were renting out beds. When I checked into my room, there was an empty bed. A little while later, a young man and a middle-aged woman came in. The young man was over 1.8 meters tall, and rather chubby. The middle-aged woman seemed very thin, but honestly, although she was middle-aged, she seemed like the kind of woman who must have been very innocent and pure in her youth. Overall, the woman seemed very young. The young man stayed in my room, and the woman moved to the room next door. They said there was also an empty bed for a woman in the next room. Because we were both young, we quickly struck up a conversation. Coincidentally, we applied to the same college and majored in the same field, so it felt like fate, and we naturally talked more. Since the written exam wasn't until the second day and the interview was on the third, I had nothing to do, so I stayed at the hotel chatting with them. During the conversation, I learned that the woman was his mother, and that she worked in the local county's education bureau. His father worked in some kind of petroleum administration bureau. They were from Hebei. They both seemed to have good tempers, speaking slowly and deliberately. I chatted with them for the entire afternoon. To be honest, I felt a little contempt for the guy; he was already twenty-three or twenty-four, and his mother still had to accompany him to an exam. That evening, we went out to eat separately. It was already late after dinner, and it was dark. I took a stroll on the school campus. Then, under the campus streetlights, I saw the guy I lived with in the dorm walking arm-in-arm with his mother on campus; at first glance, they looked like a couple. Perhaps it's because I'm naive, but I felt something was really off. How could a mother and son be arm in arm like that? But then I thought, maybe it's just a difference in values, and perhaps it's just family. Having read many novels about incestuous relationships between mothers and sons, and stimulated by this scene, my mind was filled with such images. Since I had nothing else to do, I followed the mother and son from a distance. What I discovered was quite surprising – their behavior was indeed very intimate. They sat on a long bench in a small grove on campus, chatting, and the mother was feeding her son something, I think it was candy or something. Because I was a bit far away, and behind them, I couldn't see very clearly. The mother was practically leaning on her son as she fed him the candy, and the son even put his arm around her shoulder. When I saw this, my heart raced, and I couldn't believe my eyes. Was I really going to witness a real-life mother-son relationship? The woman rested her head on her son's shoulder, and the son had his arm around her shoulder; they seemed to be having an intimate conversation. I also noticed the man's hand frequently moving from her shoulder to her arm or waist, almost like a caress. Keep in mind, it was June, and the weather was already quite warm. Everyone was wearing short sleeves. The woman was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, the kind made of a slightly sheer fabric, and a light blue skirt that reached her knees. They sat there for a while, the woman occasionally standing up to adjust her hair and tug at her shirt and skirt. Each time, the man would pull her hand, and she would return to her seat on the bench. Once, when the woman stood up again to adjust her clothes, the man actually pulled her onto his lap. From a distance, it looked like he was trying to kiss her neck, but she pulled her head away and quickly got off his lap. Then the man embraced her, and she placed one hand on his face. They exchanged a few words, then got up and left. I saw them go straight back to their hotel. I wondered if they went back to the hotel to be intimate? So I went around to the back of the hotel and checked the light in our room. Our light was off, but the light in the room next door, the one his mother was staying in, was on. I figured that meant someone was in his mother's room, so they must have gone to my son's room. Sure enough, after a while, the light in my room came on, meaning they had gone to my room. I was calculating what was going on. After five or six minutes, I went into the hotel and went to my room to listen for any unusual noises. Because it was around 7 or 8 pm, there were a lot of people in the hallway, so I couldn't listen carefully. I didn't hear anything unusual (haha, I really wondered if I was a bit of a weirdo at that moment), only occasionally hearing a few words of their voices, but I couldn't understand what they were saying. I thought I might as well just knock and go in. So I pushed the door, found it was locked, and then tried to unlock it with my key. I found the door was locked from the inside, and to show my surprise, I muttered a few words. After about thirty seconds, my son opened the door. When he opened the door, my first instinct was to check his bed. I saw his mother sitting beside it, her cheeks flushed more than in the afternoon, her hair a little messy, and the bottom button of her shirt undone, with a section of her skirt tucked inside. Whether it was because I'd been staring for too long arousing suspicion, or because they felt guilty, the woman looked at me and said the hallway was too noisy, and the door wouldn't close properly, so they'd locked it from the inside. That's when I realized what was going on. I said "Oh," and asked if they'd eaten, and that was it. That night, lying in bed, I kept thinking about their interaction, getting more and more excited, and finding his mother increasingly alluring. I even fantasized about her masturbating. But the story didn't end there. The next day, after the written exam, the man said he was moving to the next room with his mother, explaining that the girl in that room was from the School of Economics and Management and was leaving that afternoon. My fantasies intensified. The man moved in that night, leaving my room empty. I couldn't sleep, so I listened intently to the sounds from next door. Honestly, I couldn't hear much, except for sounds from the bathroom next door. After dinner, I went for a walk again, but I didn't see the mother and son; their room light was off. I guessed they must have gone to bed early. I went back to the hotel and stayed in my room alone, lost in thought. Around 11 PM, I got up to use the bathroom. While squatting on the toilet, I vaguely heard sounds from next door. I immediately got up, opened my room door, and went to listen. Wow, upon closer listening, I could indeed faintly hear a woman moaning, and she was saying "be quiet, be quiet" from time to time. I was really stunned; I didn't know if I should believe it. It was hard to accept. But then, I thought it was possible that the woman wasn't the man's mother. Later, both the man and I got into graduate school, but I always maintained a relatively distant relationship with him. Mainly, I had a strange feeling about it. For the entire three years, this man didn't have a girlfriend. It was quite puzzling. I'd like to hear your opinions. Do you think I'm just overreacting because I've read too many incest novels, or is this really an abnormal mother-son relationship? By the way, regarding the moaning sounds in the room at night, since I didn't see them with my own eyes, I can only suspect that it was my imagination, although I'm 100% sure it wasn't my imagination or sleepwalking.

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