Who else could this be but Daguo?
His tall frame entered, and he immediately bent down to avoid being seen through the glass panel of my bedroom door. Mother quickly closed the front door behind him. Daguo cautiously raised his head to peer through the glass of my bedroom door before hastily ducking into Mother's room.
After shutting the door, Mother turned around but couldn't see Daguo anywhere. She then noticed he had already slipped into her bedroom.
Feeling uneasy, Mother also glanced at the glass on my bedroom door before hurrying into her own room.
Her eyes were filled with panic and a hint of hesitation.
"Why did it take you so long to open the door? I'm drenched..." Daguo whispered to Mother as soon as she entered.
"Shh..." Mother quickly gestured for silence, then closed her bedroom door, her eyes carrying a trace of reproach.
"Didn't I tell you not to come?" Mother spoke in a hushed voice, her expression tense and fearful. She couldn't help but glance back at her door, as if terrified I might wake up.
"Tonight marks our one-week agreement. If we miss tonight, we'll break our promise..." Daguo said as he took off his jacket, which was dotted with raindrops. Indeed, it was the same jacket I had seen on the floor of Mother's room last night—the first time I'd seen Daguo wearing it.
"Please leave... Not tonight..." Mother was so anxious she was almost hopping on the spot. As she spoke, she tugged at Daguo's arm, trying to make him leave.
But judging by her expression and recalling her earlier reactions, her resolve didn't seem entirely firm.
If Mother didn't want Daguo to come in, why had she opened the door for him?
Perhaps she was afraid that Daguo, in his frustration, would knock loudly and wake me.
Moreover, the way Mother had been lost in thought earlier, staring at Father's photo, seemed to indicate she was still wrestling with indecision.
"Are you lying to me again?" Daguo had already taken off his clothes and was looking for a place to put them, but since they were wet, nowhere seemed suitable.
He questioned Mother, his face flushed—whether from the cold outside or the excitement of coming over, it was hard to tell.
"No... It's just..." Mother faltered, seemingly caught off guard by Daguo's unwavering determination.
She was being evasive, but Daguo wasn't having any of it.
"You..." Before Mother could finish her explanation, Daguo suddenly tossed his wet clothes onto the floor, strode over to her, and wrapped his arms around her slender waist. Mother gasped in surprise.
"Zzzzz..." Without any hesitation at that moment, Daguo leaned in and pressed his lips against Mom's, while his hands caressed her buttocks over her silk nightgown.
Mom was wearing a thin silk nightgown, and as Daguo's large hands roamed over her bottom, the shape of her buttocks shifted under his touch.
"Mm..." Mom twisted violently, breaking the kiss. Her lips were wet with Daguo's saliva as she pushed against him with both hands.
Daguo was breathing heavily, his movements rough and unrestrained. Mom's face showed fear, but Daguo paid no attention, his expression filled with worry.
"Let's go to the storeroom..." After a brief hesitation, Mom suddenly whispered. Daguo's hands immediately stilled on her buttocks.
"Okay..." Daguo nodded, releasing her. Mom let out a quick sigh of relief and glanced back at the bedroom door.
Daguo's earlier frenzy seemed calculated to force Mom into compliance. Last night, as I slept, I had no idea such intense events were unfolding in Mom's bedroom next door.
It seemed Mom had no choice but to give in—she couldn't possibly let things happen in her own bedroom with Daguo... Not without risking waking me up, especially with Daguo's reckless behavior.
Mom quietly opened the door and gestured for Daguo to be silent behind her. Her expression was conflicted, tinged with reluctance.
She approached my door, stood on tiptoe, and peered through the glass at me inside.
As Mom stood there, Daguo watched from behind, his eyes fixed on her slender waist and the rounded curve of her buttocks beneath the nightgown, even the outline of her cleavage visible. He couldn't help but swallow hard.
Below his waist, a bulge was already forming in his basketball shorts.
Daguo was dressed in his usual basketball attire—a jacket over his top and basketball shorts below. It seemed he preferred this outfit year-round, as he claimed the loose fit was comfortable.
Now, the erection in his shorts was clearly tenting the fabric.
Mom seemed to realize that Daguo wouldn't leave without getting what he wanted tonight. After hesitating for so long and letting him in, it was unlikely she could send him away now. If he became desperate and woke me, the situation would only worsen.
So, under this indirect "coercion" from Daguo, Mom had no choice but to...
"Haa..." After watching me through the glass for a while, Mom let out a soft sigh. It seemed she had observed me long enough to confirm I was asleep, or perhaps she was using the time to calm herself.
"Turn off the light..." Mom turned and walked down the hallway, leaving the instruction for Daguo.
Daguo quickly turned back to switch off the light in Mom's bedroom and closed the door, then hurried after her, leaving his jacket discarded on the floor—he had no mind for it now.
His eyes were fixed solely on Mom.
If I hadn't seen that jacket last night, I would never have witnessed the scene that unfolded.
If I hadn't seen the coat, I would have simply thought Mom was busy in the storeroom and gone to sleep peacefully, never witnessing the heart-stopping scene inside—the pale buttocks, the thick, long penis, and Mom's familiar yet unfamiliar moans...
"It's still raining outside, let me hold the umbrella for you..." As they reached the kitchen, Mom hesitated by the back door. Daguo instinctively picked up the umbrella nearby and spoke to her.
It seemed Mom had been to the storeroom earlier, as the umbrella still had droplets of water on it, likely from her use.
Mom stood hesitantly before the back door, clearly aware that once she led Daguo into the storeroom, anything could happen. She seemed not yet fully resolved.
But when Daguo picked up the umbrella, Mom let out a soft sigh and gently pushed the back door open.
"Hiss..." As the door opened, a cold draft rushed in. Mom hugged her arms tightly, gasping sharply.
She was only wearing a thin nightgown and must have been freezing.
Nevertheless, she stepped outside, with Daguo following closely behind, holding the umbrella over her.
Daguo casually pulled the door shut without checking if it was fully closed.
Mom walked ahead, Daguo trailing behind. With only one umbrella, Daguo held it entirely over Mom, leaving half of his own body exposed to the drizzle. Fortunately, it was only a light rain.
At that moment, they resembled a couple strolling in the rain.
Over the short distance, Mom walked in front, her face etched with sorrow, panic, struggle, and an indescribable emotion.
Daguo followed, holding the umbrella, his crotch visibly tented, a look of excitement and a flushed, beaming smile on his face.
Mom stopped in front of the storeroom door, hugging her shoulders as she stared at it, hesitating slightly.
"Give me the key, I'll open it..." Daguo reached out his hand toward Mom and said.
"The door isn't locked..." Mom took a deep breath and replied softly before pushing the iron door open.
"Uh... heh..." Daguo glanced at the door and realized there was indeed no lock. He let out an awkward chuckle, realizing his excitement had blinded him to the obvious.
The iron door swung open. Mom took another deep breath and stepped inside, with Daguo following closely.
Daguo set the umbrella aside, then turned to close the iron door—this time, he didn't forget to lock it.
"Click..." The bolt slid into place with a soft sound, and Mom's body trembled slightly.
She stood in the middle of the storeroom, still hugging her arms, her back to Daguo, as if she were still cold...
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