"I'll plug in the heater..." Seeing Mom's posture, Daguo immediately suggested. He hurried over to pick up a small electric heater and plugged it in.
Since the storeroom was often cool, Mom usually turned on the heater during rainy or overcast days.
The heater's reflector began to sway from side to side, gradually raising the temperature inside. Yet, Mom continued to hug her arms tightly.
In the middle of the storeroom, a rug lay on the floor—the same one used when sorting out orders for shipments. Since every product sent to customers was brand new, placing them directly on the concrete floor could easily scratch the packaging. Being a perfectionist, Mom had laid down a rug to prevent that.
After each use, she would vacuum the rug and regularly wash or replace it, as she was someone who valued cleanliness.
Now, Mom stood there motionless. Da Guo watched her from behind, his eyes tracing her snow-white, slender arms, her narrow waist, and the distinct curve of her hips visible even through her nightgown. Below the hem, her legs were pale and smooth, ending in delicate feet.
Da Guo's gaze wandered up and down, and he couldn't help but swallow hard.
Slowly, he moved closer until he stood right behind her. Sensing his presence, Mom crossed her arms and lowered her head slightly, her hair cascading to veil her face.
Perhaps she had already resigned herself to what was to come. Once she stepped into this room alone with Da Guo, the unfolding events were almost inevitable.
Though she had accepted it, that didn't mean she would take the initiative.
"Mmm... hss..." Da Guo spread his arms and wrapped them around her from behind, pressing his face against the back of her head. He inhaled deeply, taking in the scent of her hair, still slightly damp and fragrant from her recent shower.
At the same time, his bulging groin pressed firmly against her rounded buttocks.
"Mmm..." When his hands found their way to her breasts, Mom let out a muffled groan, her body trembling faintly in his embrace.
She didn't resist or struggle, but her arms remained crossed over her chest, unable to stop his hands from roaming over her full breasts. Meanwhile, his hips rubbed against her backside, and even through the layers of clothing, the sensation was intense. She could surely feel the size of his erection against her.
"Slurp... smack... slurp..." After a while of breathing in her scent, Da Guo planted a kiss on the nape of her neck, then moved to her shoulders and throat. Mom's breathing grew ragged, her eyes squeezed shut, brows furrowed—clearly, she was wrestling with her last shreds of resistance.
Though highly aroused, Da Guo didn't rush. For their first time, he wanted everything to be perfect. Impatience would only spoil the moment. He held back, determined to draw out the foreplay, wanting to leave her with the best impression so that in the future...
As he kissed her shoulders, his hands roamed her body. Her arms partially blocked access to her breasts, so his touch was incomplete. He caressed her arms, then moved down to her stomach, her hips, her slender waist, and finally cupped the curves of her buttocks.
Both their breaths grew heavier. Mom's lips parted as she gasped for air, her chest rising and falling rapidly.
Then, Da Guo's lips left her shoulder. His hands gripped her shoulders and turned her around to face him.
Daguo was strong, so his mother had no choice but to comply, and in an instant, they were facing each other.
Daguo stood at 178 cm, nearly 180 cm tall, while his mother was only 168 cm. Though not short for a woman, she was still half a head shorter than him.
"Huff... huff... huff..." Both Daguo and his mother were breathing heavily now, their faces close to each other.
Daguo held her by the waist, pressing her body against his. Her full breasts were squeezed against his chest.
He lowered his head slightly to look at her, while she kept her eyes closed shyly. His hands stroked her back, causing her nightgown to bunch up in wrinkles under his touch.
He simply watched her, as if waiting for her to open her eyes.
Sensing the unusual silence, she slowly cracked her eyes open, just a sliver, her long eyelashes fluttering.
After a few hesitant attempts, she finally mustered the courage to open her eyes fully, looking up at Daguo. At first, her gaze wavered slightly, but it gradually steadied as she met his eyes.
She was 35 years old, while Daguo was only 16—a 19-year age gap. She could easily have been his mother. Yet here they were, embracing each other, their warm breaths mingling on each other's faces.
They stared into each other's eyes, as if an electric current sparked between them, imprinting each other's images into their minds. What was about to happen between them was forbidden, yet intimate and unforgettable...
Desire smoldered between them. With just a simple gaze, Daguo slowly lowered his head, his face drawing closer to hers, his lips aiming for her red lips. At that moment, she could have ducked away to avoid him, but she didn't. Instead, as his lips drew nearer, her breathing grew more rapid and tense. In the final moment, she didn't evade him but closed her eyes once more.
"Mmm..." Daguo's lips met hers in a gentle kiss, with him taking the lead and her following passively.
"Ah..." When his hands moved from her back to her buttocks, she couldn't help but let out a soft moan. Their kiss gradually intensified, becoming more fervent.
Their lips intertwined, their sucking growing more passionate. She began to respond, though tentatively, as her hands rose to rest on his shoulders.
The two embraced and kissed, their tongues gradually intertwining as their breathing grew rapid, intensifying into a wild frenzy. Mother's hands began to gently rub and caress Daguo's shoulders.
Slowly, Daguo had stirred Mother's desire—exactly the effect he wanted. Passion was steadily eroding her restraint and reason, making her more proactive.
"Mm..." After a long while, their lips parted, and they returned to their previous position. Daguo held Mother, looking down to meet her gaze. This time, Mother didn't close her eyes but stared openly at the young man, who was about the same age as her son.
In her eyes now, there was little trace of shyness, replaced instead by desire and a dazed look.
For so long, Daguo had been teasing and provoking her. Though Mother had repeatedly refused and avoided him, as a lonely woman, how could there not be a subconscious longing within her?
She simply didn't want to show it or admit it. Ethics and loyalty to Father had always been her bottom line, but gradually, Daguo had worn it down. Over time, her psychological defenses had slowly crumbled on their own.
Now I finally understood why Mother had brought Father's photo on this trip—it was her final "farewell" to the departed Father.
Their gazes locked intensely, lips glistening with each other's saliva. Daguo still held Mother's slender waist, while her hands rested on his shoulders.
Daguo's hands gripped the hem of her nightgown, slowly lifting it to reveal her thighs, buttocks, and white panties.
Though she still wore her panties, the outline of her buttocks and the curve of her cleft were visible through the fabric. Daguo didn't raise the nightgown too high, only to her waist.
Then, his hands abruptly slipped inside her panties, caressing her fair, smooth bottom.
Mother's breathing quickened, her eyes wide open as she watched Daguo, her eyelashes fluttering and her red lips panting softly.
After a few strokes, Daguo slowly pulled down her panties, revealing her pale, rounded buttocks. As the panties passed her thighs, freed from their restraint, they slid down her straight, smooth legs and dropped to her ankles, leaving her lower body completely exposed.
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