Chapter 29
On the afternoon of the fourth day, Mom finally came home.
I was sitting on the sofa by myself, watching TV. Mom was still wearing the same elegant skirt and suit she had on for her date. Her beautiful legs were encased in black silk stockings, her full ample breasts straining against the suit and the white blouse beneath, looking as if they were about to burst through. The hem of the jacket tightly hugged the generous curves of her hips and legs, the skirt ending mid-thigh. Her voluptuous, enchanting figure was perfectly outlined by the tailored suit, exuding the dignified grace of a capable, dignified and poised woman, just like when she had left four days ago.
What was different was her radiant complexion. Her snow-white skin having been nourished by a man, seemed even more radiant and rosy, glowing with a healthy sheen. Her whole body gave off the alluring feminine aura of a woman who had been thoroughly satisfied by sex.
Watching her swaying hips and plump buttocks as she walked in, her long shapely legs wrapped in black silk moving languidly with an elegant, cat-like grace, I marveled at how she maintained such an elegant and sexy posture at every moment. But at the same time, my heart grew increasingly hazy and sore.
Mom took off her high heels and walked inside, placing her bag on the table and slipped off the suit to hang it on the rack, revealing the white blouse she wore underneath. Her beautiful eyes glanced at me from the corner of her eye. Seeing my expressionless face, she didn't say anything and went into the kitchen to tidy up.
"I heard you didn't ask Auntie Fang to come over these past few days. How have you been eating?"
Mom's voice came, but I remained silent, not knowing how to face her. In truth, I had only eaten a little bread these last few days; I simply had no appetite.
Seeing that I didn't speak, Mom didn't press the issue. She busied herself in the kitchen for a while. After a bit, she washed her hands and came out. Her willowy waist swayed with the movements of her long black-stockinged legs as she walked over to me. She sat down on the sofa next to me, elegantly crossing her beautiful legs. The ultra-thin black stockings encased Mom's long lovely legs and through the sheer fabric, her snow-white skin was faintly visible, exuding a bewitching, hazy temptation.
A fragrance of powder and makeup mixed with the heart-stirring scent of a mature woman wafted from her. She folded her arms across her full, firm chest, her peach-blossom seductive eyes staring intently at me. After waiting a moment, I heard her say lightly:
"What, you don't even react when Mom talks to you now? Don't want to talk to Mom anymore?"
"No." I shook my head gently.
"You saw it, right? Mom went on a date with Yao Liang. After seeing that, do you have any thoughts?"
I slowly raised my head and saw Mom looking at me with a calm expression. Her wavy, beautiful hair cascaded charmingly over her shoulders. The tight suit jacket outlined the capable lines of her mature upper body, with only the lace-trimmed camisole underneath visible at the chest, faintly revealing the snow-white, creamy fullness of her breasts and a deep cleavage.
Mom's figure was truly stunning. Thinking of her passionate lovemaking with Yao Liang in the hotel these past few days, Yao Liang must have been in heaven.
I looked into her beautiful eyes, my heart flaring with irritation and panic. How could Mom still be asking me what I thought? Wasn't she deliberately provoking me?
"No. Your figure is great, Mom. You're beautiful." I murmured.
Mom pursed her lips, a hint of flirtatiousness in her smile. We fell into silence again. Seeing my dejected expression, Mom showed a faint trace of pity. After a long while, she let out a deep sigh and said in a soft voice:
"Do you understand now? Although Yao Liang is the same age as you, he is much more mature than you. He pursued Mom for so long, and Mom likes him too. He also satisfied Mom very well these past few days."
She paused, smoothing her silky hair by her temple in a seductive gesture, and continued: "I didn't want to hurt you on purpose. You are my son, and Mom certainly loves, dotes on, and cherishes you. But you have to understand that what's between us is impossible. It's really because you were so obsessively clinging to me before that I had to resort to this."
Although her tone was gentle, her words were firm.
I knew my mother very well. When she said something, she meant it. Since she had already said this, it was surely an unchangeable fact.
I listened, still silent with my head bowed. After another long moment, Mom got up and sat down beside me. Her soft, voluptuous body pressed against mine. Her pink and white fingers lifted my chin, raising my face to hers as if she were a queen.
My whole body trembled, and I dared not move. I could only look at Mom up close. Her face was exquisite, her fair radiant face without a single wrinkle, yet full of the alluring charm of a mature woman. Her full slightly thick cherry lips were vibrant and moist, slightly parted. Her peach-blossom eyes were sparkling and watery, staring intently into my eyes. With a look that was not quite a smile, she said, "Now, Xiao Bin, you've already seen what Mom looks like in bed with another man. So tell Mom, do you still have those kinds of thoughts about me?"
Face to face, eye to eye and mouth to mouth with her, I breathed in the overwhelming scent of her mature, powdery fragrance. I felt her breath was like orchid incense, and to my shock the cock between my legs began to heat up again. As a normal man, how could I not have those kinds of thoughts about a goddess-level beauty like my mom?
But-
"You have to promise Mom. From now on, you'll have to obey me. You can't get angry with me, and you're not allowed to be jealous. You hear me?"
"I... I hear you."
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