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Chen Le saw this, which was why he kept clicking at that spot, sometimes pressing down without letting go, his fingertips tracing circles. His other hand wasn't idle either, constantly reaching towards her inner thighs, but he savored every inch of skin he touched, making his movements extremely slow.
"Look, Auntie is already like this. Just let Xiao Wen out tomorrow, okay?"
"Auntie, you're like what?" Chen Le didn't answer my mother's question directly but asked one of his own.
"Then you don't like Auntie like this?" my mother countered, also avoiding the question.
"Of course I like it. Who wouldn't like such a mature, beautiful woman like you?"
That's right, who wouldn't like a mature, beautiful woman like Mom? If it weren't for the fact that we're mother and son, I probably would have lost control and taken her by force long ago. And this was especially true for Chen Le, who had a thing for mature, married women.
"Then you can do whatever you want tonight. Auntie agrees to it. But you have to let Xiao Wen go tomorrow."
Just as I thought. Mom is still Mom, she hasn't changed. Today's act was just a way to get me out sooner. But when Chen Le heard my mother's words, he froze. What Chen Le wanted wasn't just for tonight. He hoped for a long-term relationship with my mother, with the ultimate goal of turning her into a submissive bitch like Teacher Qin, who followed his every command.
But the moment my mother said this, Chen Le knew that his brief, half-hearted encounter with her the other night was far from enough. The beautiful woman before him was a hundred times more difficult to handle than Teacher Qin.
However, this didn't discourage Chen Le. On the contrary, it ignited his, or rather, a man's most primal desire to conquer.
"Auntie, you know I'm not using Xiao Wen to threaten you into sleeping with me. I truly like you."
After Chen Le spoke, my mother ignored him, as if he was just talking nonsense.
"Auntie, I really do like you. I don't want to force you. Otherwise, I would have already had my way with you the night before yesterday or last night. I hope you can understand my feelings."
With that, he just stared at her without moving. My mother looked up at Chen Le and said,
"Since you say you're not using Xiao Wen to threaten Auntie, then you can let him go tomorrow, right?"
Then there was another long silence. Finally, my mother broke it.
"So you were lying to Auntie, right?"
Chen Le was now in a difficult position. He couldn't say he would let me go, nor could he say he wouldn't. If he let me go, he knew there would be no chance with my mother ever again, unless he used force. But he wanted to conquer not just my mother's body, but more importantly, her heart. If he said he wouldn't let me go, then everything he had just said would be meaningless, which would undoubtedly tarnish his image in her eyes even more. For a moment, Chen Le didn't know what to do and could only force himself to say,
"Auntie, it's not entirely up to me whether Xiao Wen is released or not. I can only try to communicate on his behalf. But my love for you is real."
Hearing this, my mother gave a wry smile, then flung Chen Le's hand away. She got off him, and stood before him, glaring. At that moment, her aura completely changed. She was a completely different person from the charming, alluring beauty she had been just moments ago. But it softened again after a short while. After all, I was still in Chen Le's hands.
"Chen Le, you're still young and don't understand the meaning of love. You want Auntie, and Auntie has agreed to give herself to you. Xiao Wen is Auntie's son. Right now, I just want you to let him go. I'll agree to what you asked for, okay?"
"Auntie, I'm already an adult. I know what love is. And I'll say it again: I won't force you."
No matter how my mother phrased the question, Chen Le refused to mention letting me go. The two of them went back and forth, with my mother insisting and Chen Le constantly evading the issue.
"Auntie is already married. She has a husband and a child. And you're the same age as Auntie's child. Auntie is also your teacher. What you want is impossible, you know?"
Seeing that Chen Le was immune to both soft and hard tactics, and that my situation had been dragged out for so long, my mother grew more and more anxious. The other night, Chen Le had taken advantage of her, and not only was I not released, but now she had even used her body to seduce him, yet he still wouldn't budge. My mother was at her wit's end and on the verge of a breakdown.
"I'm begging you, please, just let Xiao Wen go. You can do whatever you want tonight."
As she spoke, her voice began to tremble, as if she could burst into tears at any moment.
"Fine, Auntie. I promise to let Xiao Wen go. But I still have to say, Auntie, I truly do like you."
Hearing that Chen Le had finally relented, my mother didn't even notice the "like" he said later. She just asked excitedly, "When?"
"Auntie, don't be so impatient. I'll go talk to the police station tomorrow. Don't worry, he'll be out very soon."
Hearing this, my mother knew he was just trying to stall, and her expression changed from excitement to disappointment. Chen Le caught this change.
"Auntie, don't worry. I'm a man of my word. Xiao Wen will definitely be out within two days. I promise."
Seeing that my mother didn't react, Chen Le added,
"Auntie, rest assured. When I say I'll release him, I'll release him. I won't use Xiao Wen to threaten you into doing anything anymore."
Hearing this, my mother was clearly stunned. She didn't understand why Chen Le would say such a thing and couldn't figure out what he was up to. She could only ask cautiously, "What do you mean by that?"
"Auntie, it's nothing. Don't overthink it. I know that if I use Xiao Wen to threaten you, even if I get what I want, you won't be sincere. I truly do like you. So I've figured it out. Since I like you, I won't force you to do something you don't want to do."
Hearing Chen Le say this, my mother felt, for a fleeting moment, as if she were truly being loved. Dad had been away all these years, and the couple rarely saw each other. There was no shortage of men who tried to make a move on her while Dad was away. But at her age, with a child as old as me, the men who pursued her fell into two categories: middle-aged men, also married, who wanted an affair, and lechers who were only after her pretty face and figure.
But no matter the type, they were all after her body. Yet now, her own student was saying he loved her and was giving up the chance to have her body, something so many others desired but could never obtain. This gave my mother a strange, new feeling.
"Chen Le, thank you for not forcing your teacher. And thank you for your feelings. Otherwise, Auntie might have really done something to betray your uncle. And thank you for forgiving Xiao Wen."
My mother said these words of gratitude, but after hearing them, Chen Le's expression darkened. Seeing his face, my mother grew nervous and asked flusteredly, "What's wrong? Did I say something I shouldn't have?"
Seeing that Chen Le didn't speak, my mother thought he was just saying he wouldn't coerce her but still wanted her body, so she quickly added,
"Chen Le, you know your uncle works away from home all year for this family and only comes back a few times. I really can't do anything to betray him. And besides, you're so young."
But she never expected this sentence to completely ignite Chen Le's anger. He shot up from the sofa and said resentfully, "Teacher, stop with the uncle this and uncle that. If it weren't for uncle, I wouldn't have fallen for you. It's ridiculous that you're still so considerate of him, keeping yourself pure for a man like that."
You could hear the anger in Chen Le's voice. But this statement left not just me, but even my mother, in disbelief. What did this have to do with Dad? Chen Le liked Mom because of Dad?
Just as I was thinking, Chen Le spoke again.
"The reason I like you, Auntie, is that I've always seen you as a single woman. That's why I confessed my feelings to you. I never imagined that even now, you would still care so much about this marriage."
This confused me even more, and my mother was just as lost. After a moment of silence, she slowly asked, "What single woman? What marriage? Chen Le, what are you talking about?"
That was what my mother wanted to ask, and what I wanted to know too. Chen Le's words were baffling. Although my mother and father rarely met, their relationship had always been good. The way Chen Le put it, it sounded as if they had been divorced for ages.
"So, Teacher doesn't know yet?"
"Know what?"
My mother asked again. It seemed there really was something going on. At the same time, I noticed that my mother's attitude towards Chen Le seemed to have shifted slightly. Before, she wouldn't let him call her "teacher." Now, not only did he call her that, but she also called him by his name and even referred to herself as his teacher. Before, she had said Chen Le wasn't worthy of being her student.
"Of course, it's about the husband you're always thinking about."
"My husband? What's wrong with teacher's husband?"
"Auntie, since you don't know, maybe it's better if you don't ask. I said I truly like you. Since you don't know, why would I say something to hurt you?"
Hearing Chen Le say this, my mother seemed to understand something. She slowly sat down on the sofa, lost in thought. But after a short while, she couldn't resist asking, "Chen Le, you're the teacher's student. If you really me, just say it."
Of course, I was also concerned about what Chen Le said about Dad, but my mother's question had a different tone to it. What did she mean, "If you really like teacher"? Could it be that my mother was no longer repulsed by Chen Le saying he liked her?
"Auntie, this... I really don't know how to tell you. I really don't want to see you look so sad. Really."
Chen Le's words were very sincere. If I didn't know his true intentions, I probably would have believed him. But my mother, at this moment, was likely not thinking that way.
"It's okay, Chen Le. Go ahead and say it. Auntie will be fine."
"Auntie, I... forget it. Auntie, I'll just show you the pictures."
With that, Chen Le took out his phone, unlocked it, opened the photo album, scrolled for a moment, and handed it to my mother, then said:
"Teacher, just see for yourself."
At the same time, photos began to appear on the video on my phone, automatically playing one after another. Seeing these photos, my mind instantly exploded.
They were all pictures of my father and an African woman. It started with them holding hands while shopping on an African street, then a photo of the African woman with a slightly swollen belly as my father caressed it, followed by a picture of them at a hospital for a check-up. By then, the African woman's belly was huge, probably eight or nine months along. The final photo was of my father holding a newborn little black baby, posing with the African woman.
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