It felt as if I'd been struck in the chest with a sledgehammer. I stared dumbfounded from outside the glass window. Jiang Weixin was actually kissing my Mom, and she wasn't pushing him away immediately!!
"Mmm..." The pale, delicate hand on my mother's chest made a few weak motions to push Jiang Weixin away, but it seemed like a mere gesture, having no effect whatsoever. It looked more like a token resistance, a feigned refusal.
Her luscious red lips had been completely pried open by Jiang Weixin's mouth, and she was kissing him back. Their lips were pressed tightly together, her sweet tongue passionately entwining with his.
At this moment, Jiang Weixin had a soft, fragrant beauty in his arms. A man and a woman, alone together late at night. The sexy woman in his embrace was dressed so provocatively, her curvaceous body giving off a intoxicating scent, her gorgeous, rosy face right before his eyes. He wasn't about to waste a single second of this golden opportunity, greedily sucking on my mother's fragrant lips.
He was a skilled kisser. His wet tongue drilled into my mother's mouth, exploring freely. My mother also extended her sweet tongue, tightly entwining it with Jiang Weixin's, kissing him back with equal passion. Their sweet saliva mingled as Jiang Weixin greedily sucked, his lips forming an "O" shape. His fiery tongue darted around inside her mouth, teasing her excitedly, sucking and licking her sweet tongue freely. My mother continuously offered her pink, sweet tongue to interwine with his, allowing Jiang Weixin to suck on her sweet saliva, responding to his embrace with incredible fervor.
They kissed for what felt like an eternity, their lips locked in a passionate, unbroken seal. My mother's tongue and Jiang Weixin's were entwined in an ecstatic dance. Bright strands of saliva dripped down, trickling onto both their chins.
Her cherry lips were locked with his in a frenzied, passionate kiss. Whenever Jiang Weixin's lips briefly left hers, she would actively extend her tongue to meet his in the air, teasing and tangling with it, not letting it escape. Then she would slide her tongue deep into his mouth, searching for more kisses, letting out soft "mmm, mmm" sounds to entice him. Jiang Weixin, in turn, would gently suck her small, fragrant tongue.
Then, she would actively suck his tongue into her own small mouth, continuing to lose herself in his passionate kiss, responding with fervor.
Jiang Weixin would alternately suck on the tip of her tongue, gently lick her gums, and swirl his tongue around the base of hers. My mother would passionately suck on his saliva and tongue in return, the two of them seemingly savoring the taste of each other.
For a long moment, their two tongues wrestled within her cherry lips, chasing and coiling around each other. The wet "smacking" sounds of their kiss and their rapid, panting breaths intertwined, filling the room.
Watching their passionate embrace from outside the window, my mind went blank. Mom, what's wrong with you? How could you be kissing this man? And with such fiery, emotional passion?
Jiang Weixin's tongue was still tightly entangled with my mother's soft, pliant tongue, sucking the sweet nectar from her mouth and vigorously sucking on her small, delicate tip. Their saliva from the deep kiss flowed everywhere.
His hands, of course, were not idle. His right hand stroked the smooth, tender skin of her back through her form-fitting dress.
His warm, large hand slid down her skin, which was as smooth as fine jade, to her full, round, plump buttocks. He continuously kneaded and caressed the large, meaty ass she was sitting on, wantonly grabbing and squeezing the tender flesh through the thin fabric of her short skirt. His left hand gently caressed her full, firm, stockinged thighs. After feeling the slickness of the stockings and the softness of her flesh, it moved upward, along the deep red V-neck of her top, to her full, towering breasts. He plunged his hand directly into the V-neck, pushing aside the black lace half-cup bra to begin kneading the smooth, full, springy flesh of her ample bosom, as if it were dough. He would occasionally rub her pink nipples, which were hardening under his touch. The scent of her body filled his nostrils, and his lust became uncontrollable.
My mother's body trembled lightly under his roving hands. Her sensitive nipples grew hard from his large hand's kneading, and she let out soft "mmm" sounds into their kiss. They had been kissing passionately for a while now, her tongue coiled around his thick one, sucking his saliva, fully savoring the wonderful sensation of their tongues entwined. A tingling, itchy heat spread through her body. Her mature body was gradually heating up under the man's touch.
Peeping at their erotic scene from the window, my heart felt like it was bleeding. My mother was kissing him back, clearly enjoying it. It didn't look like she was being forced at all. Could it be that she had already fallen for him!?
After a long while, Jiang Weixin finally released my mother's lips, which were glistening with saliva. A thin, lewd, transparent thread of saliva connected their parting lips, stretching far before finally breaking.
With her lips finally free, my mother couldn't help but pant. As Jiang Weixin continued to wantonly knead her full breasts, her body grew hotter, and her face flushed redder. She said breathlessly, "Weixin, what are you doing with your hands? Have you forgotten how to be a gentleman?"
But her expression was quite flirtatious, her enchanting eyes fixed on the man before her.
After days of working together on their business deal, during which he had done everything possible to please her and pursued her with subtle and not-so-subtle hints, all while maintaining a careful image, Jiang Weixin was confident that this beautiful woman had developed a fondness for him as well. That was why he had dared to kiss her so boldly tonight. Now, the faint, captivating scent emanating from her filled his nostrils, fueling his desire. With just the two of them alone in the office tonight, it was the perfect opportunity to make his move.
His right hand was still gently kneading her meaty buttocks behind her, while his left hand, which was on her chest, squeezed her full, incredibly springy breasts. Through the extremely low-cut V-neck and the black lace half-cup bra, he skillfully and tenderly rubbed her nipples, his palm pressing and molding the full breast flesh and dark red areolas. The breasts would be squeezed into shape by his hand, only to bounce back elastically when he released them. His skilled caresses caused my mother to tremble uncontrollably. He smiled and said to her, "Wanxin, the moon is so beautiful tonight. Don't go back. Let's... catch up properly."
Breathless from his caresses, my mother said, "I can't. Today is my son's birthday. Now that business is taken care of, I have to go back to be with him."
With that, she twisted her hips, as if to get off the desk. Jiang Weixin quickly tightened his embrace, holding her still. The hand that had been kneading her breasts slid down into the tantalizingly deep red skirt, boldly and forcefully parting her full, stockinged thighs, which were clenched together from her crossed-legged posture. His hand went straight to the fiery root of her thigh, rubbing the inside of her warm thigh through the black stockings.
"Ah...! You...!"
My mother felt the man's arm tighten around her waist and his left hand invade her skirt, his fingers caressing and rubbing the full, tender flesh of her inner thigh through the tight confines of her skirt. She was becoming aroused by his roving hands, and even her fair, smooth chest began to flush with a red hue.
"Wanxin, we'll just catch up for a little while, then you can go back to your son. It won't take too long. You're so beautiful tonight, truly beautiful. I can't bear to let you go!" Jiang Weixin said passionately. His wicked, nimble fingers continued to rub at the root of her thigh inside her skirt, a hair's breadth away from the warm, full private place hidden by her pantyhose. My mother could feel the heat from his fingers seeping through the stockings and her thin panties into her body.
She braced her hands on the soft edge of the chair, her eyes filled with passion as she gave the man a wanton smile. She gently rubbed her full, stockinged thigh, trying to trap his hand between them.
Jiang Weixin's left hand was still rubbing her stockinged thigh flesh under her skirt. He watched the heaving of her chest in his arms, the dazzling waves of flesh. The low-cut V-neck revealed her nearly bare, full breasts, which looked as if they might burst from the red outfit. A thin gold chain hung around her pale, jade-like neck, making her look all the more noble, sexy, and enchanting. Jiang Weixin's gaze was drawn to the intoxicating sight of her cleavage. Unable to resist, he buried his face in the deep valley of her 38G cleavage.
"Ah...!"
Mom cried out softly. Jiang Weixin, like a starving wolf, kissed his way down from her fair, smooth neck, licking and leaving a wet trail. He busily and greedily kissed his way down the full, snowy mounds of her breasts. The wet "smacking" sounds grew louder. Jiang Weixin's mouth frantically licked and kissed my mother's pink, full, 38G breasts. He used his face to push apart the low-cut V-neck of her top, burying his face inside the black lace bra to lick the tender, pale flesh of her mounds, sucking on the trembling, hard, pink cherries and inhaling her captivating scent as he madly licked her jade-like pale breasts.
"Weixin!... Ah!" My mother's voice was incredibly sultry and seductive, far from stopping him, it sounded more like she was cheering him on.
Jiang Weixin, of course, ignored her feigned protests. His left hand under her skirt became even more brazen. It delved deeper into the tender, soft flesh of her stockinged thighs, and through her pantyhose and lace panties, he began to knead the warm, soft flesh of her prominent, full mound.
"Weixin!!"
When her most sensitive private place was touched, my mother snapped back to her senses. She fought against the sweet sensation coming from between her legs and forcefully pushed him away. She got off the desk and walked over to the sofa, picking up her purse and shawl.
Jiang Weixin stood there, stunned. The bulge in the front of his pants was unmistakably large.
My mother straightened her clothes and took a deep breath. She glanced a few times at the bulge in Jiang Weixin's pants, then stood up straight and said to him calmly, "Weixin, today is my son's birthday. The business is settled. I understand your feelings, but there's no rush for... us. Do you understand?"
She had regained her composure, the image of the independent, strong woman. Jiang Weixin, for his part, was impressive. The look of disappointment on his face vanished in an instant, replaced by a gentlemanly smile. "Of course, Wanxin. I couldn't control myself just now. You know how I feel about you after all these years. Go back and be with your son tonight. Just remember how important you are to me, and that's enough."
It was beautifully said. My mother gave a slight nod, draped her stole over her shoulders, and turned to walk gracefully toward the door.
I finally breathed a sigh of relief, the weight in my chest lifting. It seemed that, whatever happened, she had gotten through today. After all, my mother still had me first in her heart; she hadn't gotten involved with that bastard Jiang Weixin. I prepared to hurry home and continue my birthday date with my mother.
I made a silent resolution in my heart. Jiang Weixin clearly had designs on my mother. When I got home, I had to confess my feelings to her. I had to use my position as her son to make the first move, to touch her heart and make her accept me.
Just as I was about to leave, I saw Jiang Weixin's gentlemanly expression suddenly change. His eyes turned red, and he stared fixedly at my mother's back as she walked toward the door. I followed his gaze. My mother's perfect, sexy back and the curve of her hips were exposed to our view. Under the tight red outfit, her slender, almost impossibly small waist swayed seductively. The curve of her hips then flared out dramatically into a full, round, enormous ass, like a water-filled balloon perched behind her. As her elegant, stockinged legs moved, this perfect, sexy big ass swayed with a fleshy, lewd motion. Even with her slow, graceful steps, it created an intoxicating wave of mature, alluring flesh.
The red, tight skirt was stretched to its limit, looking as if it might split at any moment. Even more damningly, the skirt, which had been fondled by the man, seemed to have ridden up even higher. The red dress barely covered the tops of her thighs. Her long, sensual legs, sheathed in ultra-thin, semi-transparent black stockings that clung like a second skin, were almost completely exposed. This lewd, seductive curve of her legs and ass was like an aphrodisiac potent enough to drive a man mad. She was worthy of the title of Jingzhou's "Number One Beauty"!
My heart jolted. I knew something was wrong. I saw Jiang Weixin take a few deep breaths. His formerly proper face twisted into a ferocious mask. Just as my mother reached the door and was about to open it and walk out of the office, he lunged at her from behind in a single, swift motion...
The night in Jingzhou gradually darkened...
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