Mom is so biased

I'm a sixth-grade elementary school student, twelve years old this year. I have a father who is a mid-level manager at a trading company. He only has Sundays off; he works hard on Mondays and Saturdays. So, my mother usually takes care of me. My mother is 30 years old, five years younger than my father. She's a very beautiful woman with a great figure and a lovely smile, but she's also a bit absent-minded. Because she's not wary of boys, she often gets taken advantage of.

This is after my winter vacation started. My mother was busy doing housework when she received a phone call from her older sister, my eldest aunt. She needed to go abroad to handle purchasing matters and wanted my mother to help manage her shop. My eldest aunt is my mother's eldest sister, the oldest in her family. She originally had a second aunt, but she was separated from my mother and grandparents when she was young because my grandparents had a fight, and she was raised by my grandfather.

Speaking of my aunt, she divorced many years ago and now lives alone. She's quite successful; she owns a large men's and women's boutique, selling all sorts of clothing, shoes, ties, and various other items. Because the prices are high, her customers are mostly wealthy or regulars.

My mother was happy to hear my aunt's request, but she had no experience selling boutiques and was worried. My aunt told her that there weren't many customers, so there was no need to worry; the prices were clearly marked on the items, and buying something shouldn't be a problem. My mother agreed to my aunt's request, called my father to explain, and he agreed as well. Since I was on winter break, my mother also brought me to the store to take care of me.

I went to my aunt's boutique and took a look inside. It had all kinds of clothes, pants, shoes, and more for men and women. The men's and women's clothing were separated, and there were separate changing rooms for boys and girls. Each changing room had a small bed, a mirror, and two small stools. At the very back was a room that served as the staff's break room and a bathroom, next to which was the toilet. My mom told me I couldn't run around in the break room, but there was a TV. She said she had to help my aunt with the shop and that I should have fun. She kissed me, and I happily agreed.

My mom usually wears casual clothes at home, but since it was her first time helping my aunt with the shop, she was wearing pretty clothes that I rarely see. Although I promised to play inside, I wanted to sneak out for a peek. I hid next to the changing room, where customers wouldn't see me, and because I'm short, I could hide behind the clothes. My mom stood at the door greeting customers. There were many people on the street, but they all just stared at my mom with wide eyes.

Just then, a customer arrived. She looked to be about forty years old. The first thing she saw when she entered was my mother, and her eyes were glued to her. She noticed my mother was wearing a red, tight-fitting cheongsam with four buttons down the front, and two high slits on either side of the skirt. With every step, you could see my mother wearing red, tight-fitting stockings. My mother smiled and told the customer that she could look around if she needed anything.

The customer said she wanted to see some men's clothing and ties. My mother led her to the men's clothing section. The customer's eyes followed my mother the whole time, drawn to her firm breasts accentuated by the tight cheongsam. My mother pointed to the clothes and smiled, saying, "Please take your time looking around; these are all men's clothes."

The customer asked the mother to measure her waist. The mother took the measuring tape, her chest pressed against the customer's side. The customer, noticing the mother's slightly tilted chest revealing cleavage, said the tape needed to be closer for accuracy. He then hugged the mother tightly, his hands slipping under her high-slit cheongsam skirt while he gently nibbled on her ear with his tongue. The mother was startled but continued measuring. After the waist measurement, the customer asked for a bust measurement. The mother stood in front of the customer, head down, measuring the customer's bust.

Seeing the mother's firm breasts, the customer said it was difficult to measure with them so prominent. He unbuttoned the cheongsam and slipped his hand inside her red bra, rotating her breasts. The mother groaned, her eyes slightly closed. The customer rotated her breasts even faster. After measuring the bust, the mother looked at the customer shyly and said the shop seemed to have the customer's measurements.

After the customer mentioned the style, they also said they needed a tie. The mother saw the ties on the shelf, and after the customer selected a style, the mother wanted to use a chair to see the price tag more clearly. However, there were no small chairs in the store, so the mother stood on tiptoe to see. The customer said it was better to see from a higher position, so they rolled up the mother's cheongsam dress, revealing her white underwear and red stockings. The customer then put his arms around the mother's waist and placed her on his shoulders.

They said that wearing shoes would hurt if she were kicked, so they removed her red high heels. They then began sucking on the mother's thighs, which were clad in red stockings, and gently stroking her feet with their free wrists. The mother couldn't help but moan.

The customer kept licking Mom's thighs, leaving them covered in saliva. Mom was embarrassed and told the customer she already knew the prices. The customer happily praised Mom's service, saying the shop would definitely do better in the future. Mom was happy to receive such praise on her first day working there and gave the customer a kiss.

Because Mom was beautiful, it seemed like even more customers came to the shop. They all seemed to be staring at Mom's body, but Mom was happy because of the increased customer traffic. On the afternoon of the third day, while she was helping the older woman at the shop, the customer who had bought clothes on the first day came back. She saw Mom wearing a pink suit, a pink miniskirt, and pink tights. Upon seeing the clothes

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, the customer seemed to feel a bulge in his pants. This time, the customer said he really loved the Mayday brand clothes from last time, so he wanted to buy some clothes for his wife as well. Seeing the customer's happy expression, the mother smiled and thanked him. The customer said the mother was much prettier than his wife, and that the mother had a charm that most women didn't have. The mother smiled happily and thanked the customer. After giving the customer a measuring tape, the customer went behind the mother and said that his wife's figure was similar to the mother's, so he could measure her. He then took off the mother's suit, revealing her pink bra.

The customer pressed the measuring tape against the mother's breasts, saying that this wouldn't be accurate, and then took off the mother's bra as well, rubbing the measuring tape up and down against the mother's nipples. The mother seemed to be enjoying it and moaned softly.

The customer's mouth was on the mother's face and fair neck, sucking and licking. He said he roughly knew the size, but still wanted to test the tightness of the nipples with his mouth to see if it would affect her clothes. The customer moved to the front, his hands rotating the mother's breasts back and forth, gently sucking on her pink nipples and slowly teasing them with his tongue.

"Hmm...ah..."

the mother moaned, her eyes closed, looking both comfortable and in pain. The customer saw her nipples harden and gently bit them with his teeth, his tongue gliding over the tips. The mother blushed and glanced at the customer shyly.

The customer said he'd measured her bust and would now measure her waist. He then took off the mother's pink dress, leaving her only in pink underwear and pink stockings. The customer remarked on her slender, white waist and carried her to the men's changing room. He made her sit on a small stool and knelt down behind her, placing the measuring tape on her fair waist. While measuring, he licked her white back, neck, and down to her armpits. The mother couldn't help but tremble and moan. After taking the measurements, the customer sucked on her back, his hands circling her breasts from behind. The mother seemed to moan in pain. Looking at his beautiful mother, the customer felt aroused, but the mother, embarrassed, whispered, "

Please… um… ask… if… you… need… to… measure… um… again…?"

The customer, somewhat embarrassed, said he seemed to want to buy shoes as well. He then helped the mother to a small bed in the dressing room, took off her pink high heels, and gently stroked her right foot through her pink stockings with one hand. With the other hand, he lifted her left foot and sucked on each toe one by one. The mother closed her eyes and softly moaned. The customer's erection seemed to grow even larger.

He then took off his own pants and underwear, placed the mother's feet on his erection, and used her feet to stroke it. The mother closed her eyes in embarrassment. Suddenly, the customer ejaculated onto the mother's thighs, which were clad in pink stockings. He thanked the mother happily and said he would introduce more customers to her. The mother, though embarrassed, smiled and thanked him.

Lately, there have been many customers, and I often play hide-and-seek in my aunt's shop. Because of the crowds, I don't get spotted. Today, Mom was still smiling and greeting customers, so they surrounded her, making her feel like she suddenly had many hands on her. In the afternoon, a heavy rain stopped, and no customers came in, but Mom was still busy in the shop.

Bored, I went to the shop entrance and saw a familiar face in the distance—it was a regular customer. Remembering what Mom had said, and afraid of being seen, I hid back in my break room.

Sure enough, the customer came in shortly after. The customer saw Mom's beautiful face, fair skin, and delicate neck. She was wearing a white suit and a short skirt, and under the skirt, you could see her thighs in flesh-colored stockings. The customer stared at Mom's thighs, mesmerized. Mom smiled slightly.

The customer asked my mother to alter the neckline of her dress from a few days ago, adding that she also wanted to buy one for a friend at work. My mother smiled and agreed, taking the dress and starting to alter the collar on the sewing machine. The customer noticed my mother sitting in the chair, her slightly tilted chest revealing a hint of cleavage and long, shapely legs, as she pedaled the sewing machine.

The customer told my mother that stepping on the wrong pedal could cause injury and that it would be best to massage her leg before sewing. The customer then turned my mother's chair around, removed her white high heels, and gently massaged her right leg. Then, the customer lifted my mother's right leg onto their shoulder and gently bent her knee. My mother was happy to receive such a massage and thanked the customer. The customer then placed my mother's left leg on their shoulder and gently bent it as well. My mother felt a slight pain, but also a comfortable sensation, and gently closed her eyes.

Seeing that the mother had her eyes closed, the customer said this place wasn't suitable and quickly carried her to the small bed in the dressing room. He then rolled up her skirt, straddled her thighs, and, through her pantyhose, rubbed his slightly erect penis against her legs while his hands caressed her thighs. The mother supported herself with her hands behind her back, and she groaned, enjoying the strange massage with her eyes closed. The customer said that a sprain could affect many parts of the nervous system, so a thorough massage was necessary.

He then held the mother, sitting her on his lap, and removed her white suit and bra. He then reached down and kneaded and stroked her back, which she found very comfortable. The customer then sucked on her neck and face with his tongue. The mother lowered her head shyly. The customer then pressed his lips to hers and licked her lips with his tongue, causing her to groan again.

The customer quickly slipped his tongue into the mother's fragrant lips, swirling it around inside. The mother blushed, closed her eyes, seemingly embarrassed. Finally, she suddenly said the massage felt much better, and got up from the small bed to get dressed and continue sewing her collar. Seeing her try to leave, the customer grabbed her fair shoulders and kissed her face and neck.

After licking for a while, the customer pressed the mother against the dressing room mirror, knelt down, and licked her private parts through her short skirt and stockings. His hands also moved constantly around her breasts. The mother couldn't help but moan a few times. Hearing her moans, the customer licked her private parts even more vigorously, her breasts moving faster and slower. With each moan, the customer's large penis seemed to grow even larger.

After removing the mother's skirt and stockings, the customer stripped naked himself and hugged her tightly from behind. Then, he inserted his large penis into the mother's pink vagina.

Ah!!

As the customer thrust in and out, the mother suddenly couldn't help but moan. The customer, from behind, placed his hands on her breasts, rhythmically rotating them in sync with the thrusting. The mother's moans made the customer's large member move even more vigorously.

After a while, the customer placed the mother on the small bed in the dressing room, letting her hands rest on the bed. The customer's hands embraced the mother's slender waist, and his large member thrust in and out again. The mother continued to moan, and the customer thrust even harder. The mother closed her eyes, seemingly in pain, but her voice became increasingly beautiful. Unable to bear the mother's moans any longer, the customer carried her outside to a telephone pole.

It was drizzling outside. The customer excitedly picked up the mother, whose arms could only hold onto his back. The customer excitedly held her waist, pressing her against the telephone pole and thrusting in and out. The mother, soaked by the rain, couldn't help but moan for a long time. The customer forcefully thrust in and out of the light-weight mother. The mother closed her eyes, her face as red as a fruit. The customer pressed her against the telephone pole, his mouth repeatedly sucking on her, and the mother moaned even more seductively. The customer seemed unable to resist, and the mother continued to moan.

Suddenly, a car drove up. It turned out to be the older woman who had returned from abroad. Seeing the mother being harassed by a stranger, she angrily stabbed the customer's genitals with her umbrella. The customer screamed in pain, and without clothes on, ran wildly down the street.

My aunt told my mom that sometimes they have customers like that at the shop, but she's too naive and doesn't trust men, so she's easily taken advantage of. She comforted my mom for a bit, then went back to the shop, ate a huge dinner, and happily said goodbye to my aunt. So, my mom really is too naive.

[This post was edited by hu34520 on 2015-05-01 17:13]

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