The Making of a Single Mother 1-3

(I)

The office was quiet, with only the sound of papers turning.

Li Ruoming sat on the guest sofa, looking down at the reports she held in her hands.

Her assistant knocked on the door and entered.

"Miss, we've found out. The child is in a welfare home in the neighboring city of Y."

"Okay, I understand." Li Ruoming smiled.

Li Ruoming was the eldest daughter of the Li family. Her father had her late in life, and her brother, Li Zeyu, was fifteen years older than her
. He had always raised her like a daughter, so she had been pampered since childhood.

Now thirty years old, Li Ruoming was still single. No one would have guessed that this famously aloof goddess of Z city
would have a child.

Back then, Li Ruoming was only eighteen. She fell in love with a senior a year older than her, and the two of them
consummated their relationship, resulting in this child. Li Ruoming, pregnant out of wedlock, was discovered by her family and taken away. They originally wanted to abort the child,
but because Li Ruoming's health was not good, she had no choice but to give birth to the child. However, just two months after his birth, the child
was secretly abandoned at an orphanage by his family.

Li Zeyu had met this senior student privately, and under the lure of money, he actually agreed to leave Li Ruoming, leaving Li
Ruoming heartbroken. From then on, she never showed any interest in men again, which is why she has remained single ever since.

After all, he was her own flesh and blood, and Li Ruoming's relationship with her family
had become very strained until recently.

Li Ruoming was always decisive, and a few days later she drove her red sports car to the orphanage in Y City.

Because she had already done the preliminary work, Li Ruoming only needed to obtain the child's consent.

The boy should be twelve years old this year, but he looked no more than nine, thin and small. While others were in
groups of three or five, the boy seemed a bit withdrawn, huddled alone in a corner, with two homework books in front of him.

Li Ruoming leaned closer, watching with interest what he was writing. "There's an easier way to solve this problem,"

she said, picking up a pen and writing the problem on a blank sheet of paper beside her. She nodded, "Is
n't this much simpler?"

The boy glanced silently at the beautiful hand resting on the edge of the table, ignoring her, and continued
writing using his own method.

Li Ruoming, however, didn't mind his indifference. She squatted down, looked at the child, and smiled slightly at him.

"You're my own child, don't you want to come home with me?"

The boy shrank back against the wall, gripping his pen tightly, his head bowed, neither speaking nor looking up at her.

"Because of some special reasons, you were separated from me when you were little. I've been looking for you for so long," Li Ruoming
said softly. "From now on, I will care for you, love you, and no one will be allowed to hurt you again. I can take you
anywhere to play, cook you delicious food... So, would you like to come home with me?"

The boy finally looked at her. Then he nodded slightly.

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Li Ruoming named him Li Yan. It was April, so Li Ruoming simply suspended his classes and arranged for him to transfer to another school. She also
bought many necessities for little Li Yan, and it was already late.

Li Ruoming owned a villa in Y City, a small two-story house, a birthday gift from her brother.
She only stayed there when she was on business trips to Y City, and it was cleaned and maintained by a professional. The villa's other residents were far apart, making it a very quiet
place. A path behind the house led to a lake, where a broken wooden bridge and a small boat could be vaguely seen. "You know, staying up late will stunt your growth, go to bed early," Li Ruoming said to Li Yan, who was still leaning against the headboard reading a book

after taking a shower . 　　Her long, black hair cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall, a gentle smile graced her cherry lips, and a black silk slip dress clung to her slender body, her full breasts proudly erect, revealing a fair cleavage from the wide neckline. The hem of her skirt barely covered her rounded buttocks, revealing glimpses of her cleavage beneath. Beneath the short skirt, a pair of long, straight legs, encased in stockings due to the night's chill, were visible. She wore slippers. 　　"Want a bedtime story? I've heard it's something every mother goes through. How about I read you a few ?" Li Ruoming asked, picking up a storybook. 　　Li Yan, lying on the bed, nodded gently. 　　Li Yan wasn't talkative, probably because of his frail physique and being an orphan abandoned at a young age . He was bullied and ostracized in both the welfare home and school. Being bullied and receiving no help likely contributed to his withdrawn nature . 　　Li Ruoming's voice was melodious, lowered slightly, making it sound gentle and tender. The bedside lamp cast a soft glow on her profile, making her appear hazy and captivating. 　　The next day, Li Yan woke up as usual, but suddenly realized something was wrong—his head was buried against Li Ruoming's large, soft chest, his mouth and nose filled with the intoxicating scent of her breasts. Their legs were intertwined, one of her legs between them, her short skirt was completely lifted up to her waist, and Li Yan's hands rested on Li Ruoming's firm, fleshy buttocks in her delicate stockings, his morning erection proudly pressing against the base of her stockinged legs. 　　Li Yan felt a little embarrassed, and carefully got up, moving gently without making a sound, but the person next to him was still awake, reaching out to poke his cheek. 　　"Good morning, I got sleepy last night while I was reading, and didn't want to walk back, so I just went to sleep. Want to get up and go for a run with me?" Li Ruoming said casually. Of course she was casual; this was her own son, and he still looked like a little boy, so how could she feel uncomfortable? 　　　　　　******************************************** 　　That day, Li Ruoming wore a high ponytail, a white short-sleeved shirt, a denim skirt, flesh-colored stockings, and white sneakers. The thirty-year-old woman still looked youthful and beautiful. 　　She found two fishing rods and bait in the storage room. "Xiao Yan, come on, let's go fishing. If we catch any, we 'll eat fish tonight." 　　A boat was moored by the lake, seemingly used by someone. Li Yan had grown up in an orphanage and had never been on a boat before . He stood on the boat, swaying a couple of times, before Li Ruoming pulled him down to sit. 　　Li Ruoming showed him how to bait the hook. Li Yan imitated her. He learned quickly.

Ming praised him a couple of times, then rowed the boat to the center of the lake. The two sat at opposite ends of the boat, fishing.

Not long after, Li Yan's float began to sag. It was probably a big fish; Li Yan couldn't reel
it in no matter what he tried, and finally stood up and started pulling it back. But he pulled too hard, and with a splash, Li Yan
had fallen into the water.

The change was too sudden. Seeing Li Yan thrashing about in the water, Li Ruoming knew he couldn't swim at all, so he
had to go in and pull him out.

Li Ruoming pushed Li Yan onto the boat, and seeing him sitting there completely soaked, like a wet, fluffy puppy,
looking a little dazed, he found it amusing.

Li Ruoming wrung out his clothes and smiled at Li Yan. "You can't not swim, I'll teach you next time."

She was dressed simply, and now, completely soaked, her clothes clung to her body, her ample bosom clearly visible.

As Li Ruoming spoke, he suddenly noticed her red ears and teased her. "What's there to be embarrassed about? You're still so
young."

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Li Ruoming's villa in Z City has a small swimming pool. July's weather is already quite hot, a
perfect time to learn to swim.

Li Yan has absolutely no talent for swimming. Li Ruoming taught him for several days, but all he could do
was splash around as soon as he got in the water.

Seeing that he couldn't learn after a few days, Li Ruoming advised him to give up if he couldn't learn, but Li Yan continued
to practice every day, putting in a lot of hard work.

Li Ruoming found it quite amusing to watch the boy splashing around in the water every day. Sometimes he would
splash around with him.

At home, Li Ruoming was always more casual, sometimes even wearing a sexy bikini. His perfect
teardrop-shaped breasts were mostly exposed, perky and full, his waist was incredibly slender, his buttocks were round and plump, and the small
piece of fabric barely covered his private parts. His long legs were straight and slender. It was impossible to tell that this woman was already thirty years old and
a mother of one.

Li Yan would always blush and avoid looking at her too much. The boy was quiet and expressionless, so
Li Ruoming, wanting to see his embarrassed expression, dressed up several times, each time poking
his cheek with her slender fingers and teasing, "What are you shy about?"

Until one day, Li Ruoming noticed that the boy she ran with every morning was nowhere to be seen. Entering
his room, she found the young boy delirious with fever. After

some fuss and an IV drip, Li Ruoming reflected that she had spoiled him by letting him soak in the swimming pool for too long these past few days. His already
malnourished body had caught a chill and become so ill.

Sick Li Yan became particularly clingy, always wanting to snuggle in his mother's arms. Sometimes Li Ruoming would
blush from his cuddling, but seeing the boy's small, pitiful, and innocent appearance, she felt pity and didn't say anything. She already took good care of him,
and now she was even more attentive.

Li Yan's illness came on quickly and went away just as fast. After he fully recovered, he resumed learning to swim. This time,
he seemed to have a breakthrough, learning rapidly and becoming quite proficient in just a few days.

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Li Yan was transferred to a private middle school in Z city. Thirteen, fourteen, and fifteen-year-old children are at
a time of heightened sexual desire and budding understanding. Li Yan was precocious from a young age, and even though he was quiet and uninterested,
he developed subtle, unusual feelings under the influence of these wealthy children.

Li Yan gradually began to see his mother as a woman. He noticed her clothing; Li Ruoming was completely unguarded with him
, always wearing skirts, stockings, and high heels—cool in summer, elegant in winter.

When Li Yan was fifteen, he had a surreal dream filled with Li Ruoming's image. Upon waking, he
felt a dampness in his groin. This physiological phenomenon left the boy somewhat bewildered, and he secretly washed his underwear. Although the housekeeper
always washed the clothes, Li Yan was still afraid that Li Ruoming would find out about the dirty underwear piled in the laundry basket
. But after a while, Li Ruoming did find out, leading to another round of teasing.

After that, Li Yan began to avoid exposing his body in front of Li Ruoming, even when swimming, he would quickly get into the water,
swim a couple of laps, and then hurriedly wrap himself in a large bath towel.

It wasn't until he was sixteen that Li Yan realized his feelings for Li Ruoming were unusual. He wanted to pin her down
and violate her. But he knew Li Ruoming wouldn't accept such a distorted relationship, so he could only remain silent and suppress
himself.

Sometimes, when he couldn't resist, he would secretly go to Li Ruoming's room to take her stockings and masturbate.
The feeling of the stockings covering his penis was incredibly stimulating, and he would quickly ejaculate everywhere. Li Yan would then feel guilty and blush as he cleaned up
the scene.

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Today is Li Ruoming's birthday. She hosted a small party; there weren't many people, mostly her friends,
several of whom were childhood friends of Li Ruoming and her brother Li Zeyu—a circle of friends who
knew each other fairly well.

As the main character, Li Ruoming was very busy that evening.

Li Yan sat quietly in a corner chair, occasionally glancing at Li Ruoming, watching her
elegant smile as she spoke with the others, sipping her wine. Her gaze lingered on her
lips, which appeared even more rosy after drinking. Her thoughts drifted elsewhere.

Time seemed to stand still for Li Ruoming; the naiveté of a woman in her thirties had long since vanished, replaced by a fully blooming
flower, fragrant, elegant, and captivating.

By the time the party ended, Li Ruoming was quite drunk, almost unconscious. She usually drank, but only
in moderation, rarely this much.

Li Yan helped her back to her room to lie down. Li Ruoming lay on the bed, her long hair disheveled, her eyes closed, her long eyelashes
casting shadows, her cheeks flushed pink like rouge, alluring and captivating.

She wore a black fishtail fitted dress—a gift from Li Yan, and she looked beautiful in it.

No, perhaps it wasn't the dress; she looked good in anything.

Li Yan knelt down and took off her high heels, placing them aside. Long legs, jade-like feet encased in black stockings...
A thin layer, hazy and beautiful, exuding a silent allure. Li Yan hadn't drunk any alcohol, but gazing at her, he felt
a little drunk.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Li Yan stared at her absentmindedly, then suddenly reached out and touched her rosy lips, his thumb caressing
them. Finally, unable to resist, he leaned down and pressed his lips to Li Ruoming's slightly parted lips. He felt a
sweet, soft warmth on her lips, with a hint of intoxicating alcohol, making him dizzy. He greedily wanted to possess more.

Perhaps the kiss had lasted too long, making it difficult to breathe, Li Ruoming let out a soft moan. Li Yan snapped out of his daze and fled
the room.

A few minutes later, a soft laugh suddenly echoed in the quiet room.

"You can even resist doing this, what a good boy."

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During Li Yan's seventeenth summer vacation, Li Ruoming took him to Cyprus for a holiday.

After getting off the plane, they took a car to the villa they had booked, put their luggage away, and then prepared to change into their swimsuits to go
swimming on the beach.

Li Ruoming wore a black short-sleeved swimsuit; under the sun's rays, her skin was so white it reflected light, making her look
like a goddess emerging from the sun's rays.

As soon as they arrived at the beach, Li Yan noticed several men's eyes lingering on Li Ruoming.
A strange sense of irritation welled up inside him.

Li Ruoming sat under a parasol. "Help me apply this," she said, waving the bottle in her hand at Li Yan.

After being shown how to apply it, Li Ruoming lay down on the blanket, untied her swimsuit straps, and
rested her head on her arm, waiting.

After a while, a hand brushed aside her long hair, and cool lotion was applied to her back, from her shoulders to her waist.

"All done," Li Yan said in a low, hoarse voice, then placed the bottle next to her. He quickly walked to the sea and
plunged into the water without looking back.

Li Ruoming turned to look at the hurried figure, her hand clenching slightly as if she had grasped something.

Li Yan swam for a while before surfacing—her hands had just brushed against that soft waist, that smooth skin,
as if it had a suction force, enticing her hands to stay on it, even wanting to continue downwards…

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She sat on the beach for about three hours, and more than a dozen men had approached Li Ruoming or offered her drinks.
Even though those men weren't close to her and their topics weren't inappropriate, Li Yan still felt restless.

"Xiao Yan, do you want to go to a deserted island tomorrow?" Li Ruoming crossed her arms. "I heard about a deserted island, and I'm
quite interested in it. Want to come along?"

"Okay."

The next morning, the two rented a speedboat and set off. It's easy to lose your way at sea, and they
didn't arrive until almost noon.

The island wasn't large; besides a few trees and rocks, there was nothing else. It was a bit far from the nearby
Saipu Island and didn't have any special features, which was why no one had visited it.

Li Ruoming wore a large sun hat and sunglasses today, a short off-the-shoulder beach dress that barely covered
her hips, and sheer flesh-colored stockings on her long legs, paired with sandals. She was radiant.

Li Yan had already set out their things under the shade of a tree. Li Ruoming went over and sat on a blanket
, a basket between them, eating their lunch and listening to the sound of the tide in the distance.

In the afternoon, Li Ruoming lay down comfortably. She stretched, looking relaxed, the shade of the tree
casting dappled sunlight on her.

"Xiao Yan, lie down here."

Li Yan lay down next to her, and Li Ruoming pulled his arm under her head, closed her eyes, and let out a comfortable
moan.

The sea was extremely quiet here, the water surrounding the island, as if only the two of them remained in the world.

Li Yan looked at her for a long time, his heart filled with a wild, turbulent feeling.

She seemed to have fallen asleep. Li Yan gently called her name, but there was no response. He couldn't resist leaning in to kiss
her.

Li Yan, who thought she was asleep, suddenly fluttered her eyelashes, opened her eyes, and looked at him.

Li Yan's body stiffened. He was so close to Li Ruoming; a slight lowering of his head would allow him to taste those red lips again
.

"How many times have you secretly done this?" Li Ruoming's voice was laced with laughter. Suddenly, she reached out and wrapped her arms around her son
's neck, leaning against him, her luscious red lips brushing against his. "If you want a kiss, you can tell me."

Li Yan was startled, and involuntarily embraced her, his voice hoarse. "Do you know what I was just doing?"

Why was she so unconcerned?

"I knew a year ago, but I wasn't sure. Maybe it was just your attachment to family… You're still
too young."

Li Yan pressed her head against his neck, inhaling her alluring fragrance, his arms tightening
as if he wanted to meld her into his body. He had never imagined that Li Ruoming wouldn't reject him.

Although the once thin boy had grown into a handsome and dashing young man, he still
felt anxious and uncertain when it came to the person he liked and to his feelings.

"Whether it's family or love, I only want you," Li Yan finally said
. "You...are willing to accept me?"

Li Ruoming looked up, cupped his face, and looked directly into his eyes, noticing his tightly pursed lips.
"Okay..."

Li Yan was excellent; besides preparing for his return to school in six months, he spent his time reading books and materials that interested him
.

A couple of years ago, Li Ruoming noticed him reading business-related books and would even give him lectures when he became interested. Besides
business, Li Ruoming could also speak knowledgeably about various other fields. Li Ruoming had
been personally taught by her grandfather since childhood and was a truly intelligent and erudite young lady.

And when Li Ruoming became fond of teaching, she genuinely liked this
student who could learn quickly and apply his knowledge to other situations.

After spending these past few years together, Li Ruoming began to realize that she had developed some inappropriate
feelings for her son, feelings that a mother should not have for her son.

Li Ruoming, after all, was a woman, and sometimes she thought about relying on men; she wasn't
as aloof as she appeared. As the daughter of a businesswoman, she was used to the cutthroat world of business, the hypocrisy and flattery. She had experienced failed
relationships, and she knew that the men she met later were only after her family background and her body. Therefore, it
was natural that Li Yan appeared in her dreams, and the forbidden love intoxicated her, making her feel like she was in heaven.
Upon waking, she would blush and blame herself for being a wanton mother.

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They held each other tightly for a long time. "Mom, what are you thinking about?" Li Yan asked.

Li Ruoming blushed slightly. "I'm thinking…why Mom fell for that bad boy, Yan."

Li Yan was, after all, a teenager in his adolescence. Holding the soft, warm body, he already had a physical reaction. Li Yan hadn't
realized it yet, but Li Ruoming had clearly felt her son's hot, firm erection pressing
tightly against her abdomen through the thin fabric of his clothes.

Li Yan, noticing her comment, realized what she meant and teased his mother, "What kind of 'like'?
The kind of 'like' Mom and son have?"

"You naughty boy, Yan! It's the kind of 'like' a woman has for a man!"

Li Ruoming offered her soft lips, her sweet little tongue flicking out, lightly brushing his lips,
guiding and teasing the clumsy boy like a serpent.

Light, gentle, sweet, and soft, it was breathtaking. Li Yan's mind went blank, unable to suppress
the flutter in his heart, he responded awkwardly and passionately, their tongues entwining and chasing each other in their mouths, greedily sucking each other's saliva.

Li Yan was, after all, a boy, and how could

he resist such a seductive woman? Seeing her son's ears and cheeks flushed red, Li Ruoming wanted to tease him. She slid down
, straddling her son's lap, and pulled off Tang Yi's beach shorts. The boy's large, well-developed
penis was freed, a full sixteen centimeters standing proudly erect.

"Little Yan has grown up." She smiled languidly and charmingly, her allure captivating.

Li Yan's chest heaved, one hand covering his eyes, as he softly called her name. "Mommy."

"Mmm..." Li Ruoming seemed to respond, her voice a soft moan. The taboo and guilt associated with that address stirred his
desire.

"Has Little Yan ever masturbated?" His penis was grasped by Li Ruoming's soft, boneless hand.

Li Yan's body stiffened instantly at his mother's touch, a hint of shyness in his voice, but he nodded nonetheless.

Li Ruoming saw a different expression on her usually quiet son's face, her smile becoming even more alluring, like a queen.

"Was it from Mommy's stockings?" Li Ruoming asked, her small hand gently stroking his penis up and down.

She had already discovered it...

"Uh..." Li Yan gasped, unable to speak. Although his mother's movements were slow and seemingly
clumsy, the simple act of stroking was already incredibly satisfying.

"I want Mommy..." Li Yan no longer concealed his inner longing.

"I want to... but I can't... that's incest... Mom hasn't decided yet..." Li Ruoming's magnificent breasts
were mostly exposed from her wide neckline due to this position. A black lace bra supported two snow-white mounds
, forming a deep, unfathomable valley, making one want to bury themselves deep within and inhale the rich scent of her breasts. Her delicate
, soft, silk-stockinged legs rubbed tightly against Li Yan's legs, making an alluring "hissing" sound.

"But... if Xiao Yan's penis doesn't go into Mom's vagina, it shouldn't be considered incest, right?" She breathed softly
, reaching into her pantyhose to untie the bows on the sides of her black panties, then pulling the entire pair
out and tossing them aside.

Li Ruoming placed her hands on Li Yan's chest, her soft, stocking-covered vulva slowly pressing against Li Yan's hot, hard
penis. With a soft moan, she trembled, twisting her waist and thrusting back and forth, rubbing their genitals together.

"Ah...so good..." Li Yan groaned, tilting her head back, reaching out to grab Li Ruoming's swaying breasts
, roughly kneading the breasts that were too large to be grasped with one hand through her clothes.

"Not enough..." Li Ruoming, craving more, was dissatisfied with the barrier between them, and tore open
the crotch of her stockings.

Her alluring pubic hair was sparse and neat, her petals a bright pink, like a butterfly about to take flight, with a
shy, translucent bud in the center.

The slippery butterfly gripped the hot shaft, the close contact practically incestuous. Their genitals
rubbed rapidly, their desires rising.

"Ah...Xiao Yan...Mommy's coming..." Completely immersed in pleasure, Li Ruoming's movements became more and more vigorous. In a moment of inattention
, the large glans slid down her slippery labia and squeezed into the sweet, narrow opening, then with
a "pop," it slipped out of her vagina.

"Ahhh..." Although the contact was brief, the unexpected insertion was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, causing
both of them to climax simultaneously.

Li Ruoming's body convulsed, her vagina releasing a large amount of sweet nectar, instantly wetting Li Yan's lower abdomen.
Li Yan's penis throbbed violently, shooting upwards streams of white, sticky fluid. The semen sprayed onto Li Ruoming
's abdomen, her stockinged thighs, and even her slippery labia.

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