"Sigh..." I sighed, but I was thinking of my mom. Wasn't this exactly how she had been slowly fucked by Zhang Jian? And according to Zhang Jian's accounts, it even seemed like my mom had gradually developed feelings for him while being molested. A woman's heart is truly hard to fathom.
"What are you sighing about? Once I've conquered her, I'll definitely let you have a go too. Then you can fuck her upstairs while I fuck your mom downstairs, haha." Zhang Jian was indescribably excited at that moment, clearly lost in his fantasy.
"I wouldn't dare. If my mom found out, she'd send me straight to the police station." I quickly tried to make Zhang Jian drop his perverted idea.
"I'm just talking. Besides, your mom will be here soon, and I won't have time to keep messing with the young wife. Heh heh... I prefer your mom anyway."
"Bro, don't get me into trouble."
"Don't worry. Who knows what will happen in the future? We'll just train her slowly, haha." Zhang Jian started chuckling lewdly again. I had no idea what was going through his head.
Over the next few days, Zhang Jian went to the young wife's room every day and made her jerk him off. I also followed him to spy over them a few times, but things weren't progressing very quickly. Every time Zhang Jian tried to take off her clothes, the young woman would fight fiercely. He could only slip his hand inside to grope her a bit.
The young wife also found out that not just Zhang Jian but I too had been using her underwear to masturbate, and her attitude toward me turned cold.
Finally, on the thirteenth day of the first lunar month, amidst my inexplicable excitement and anticipation, my mom finally arrived. It was the weekend, so there were no classes in the afternoon. Zhang Jian and I were in the room, exchanging a few words from time to time, occasionally sharing knowing glances.
We waited until after three in the afternoon when my mom finally arrived.
It was obvious my mom had dressed up carefully before leaving the house. Not only had she applied light makeup, but her clothes were also exceptionally bright and sexy.
She wore a long beige trench coat which was left unbuttoned.
Underneath was a black top and her full breasts very eye-catching.
On her lower body, she wore black leggings with a short skirt, and her shapely beautiful legs were encased in a pair of white knee-high boots she had bought for the New Year. It was the trendiest outfit at the time.
Paired with the big, wavy curls she had permed before the New Year, she looked like a glamorous urban woman.
I was about to go over to take the bag my mom was carrying, but Zhang Jian was faster than me. He darted over to her side, pressed close, and took the bag from her.
My mom smiled at Zhang Jian, who then started chattering nonstop. First he welcomed her and then complimented her on how beautiful she looked.
My mom had always been dignified in front of me, and being praised like this by Zhang Jian in my presence seemed to undermine her image as a mother. Her cheeks flushed slightly as she changed the subject and asked me how I had been eating these past few days.
I had no choice but to obediently talk to my mom.
My mom asked me these questions, while sitting on the edge of the bed and unpacking her bag.
Zhang Jian hovered nearby but couldn't get a word in, so I pretended to be doing my homework. My mom then stopped asking me questions and started chatting with Zhang Jian.
After I'd been doing my homework for a while, my mom had finished unpacking and was sitting on the bed with Zhang Jian. I stole a few glances out of the corner of my eye. They were sitting very close, and one of Zhang Jian's hands was behind her back. I guessed he was secretly groping my mom's plump ass.
My mom acted as if nothing was wrong. She continued smiling and speaking softly with Zhang Jian.
I had seen this kind of situation many times before, and it no longer excited me much. What I wanted to see was a more stimulating and more debauched scene.
Unfortunately, with me being there, Zhang Jian couldn't do much more than secretly groping her behind my back.
Although he had already slept with my mom, it was not like he could turn her into a shameless slut overnight. Especially when my mom always acted very proper when I was around.
I couldn't figure out what I would actually do if Zhang Jian really started groping her right in front of me...
Just as I was lost in these thoughts, their conversation stopped. Zhang Jian casually draped his arm over my mom's shoulder and grinned foolishly, "Auntie Tian, we're probably disturbing my bro's studies. Let's go sit in my room for a while"
My mom saw me look up at her and shifted her body slightly to avoid Zhang Jian's overly intimate gesture, but with his arms wrapped around her, she found it difficult to pull away. Otherwise, an action that was just harmless fun would seem suspicious. So, she had to let him keep his arm around her shoulder, making it seem as if her whole body was leaning into his embrace. This was the first time she had been so intimate with Zhang Jian in front of me, and seeing it made me feel insanely excited.
Given my mom's personality, being this intimate with another man in front of me was probably the limit of what she could accept right now.
"Binbin, focus on your homework. Mom is going out so she won't disturb you," my mom said as she stood up. Her eyes were full of concern, acting completely natural, as if Zhang Jian didn't have his arm wrapped around her shoulder.
"Hehe, let's go sit in my room. We shouldn't disturb his studies," Zhang Jian said with a smile, and I could tell he was up to no good. I was sure he was bold enough to fuck my mom in his room right now.
I forcefully suppressed the excitement in my heart, lowered my head, and pretended to be focused on my homework, grunting in acknowledgment.
Seeing that I didn't even look up and was paying no attention to them, my mom relaxed.
I didn't know if she felt a bit embarrassed by this in front of me and wanted to get away, or if her own desires, pent up all winter break, had become unbearable, but she let Zhang Jian lead her out of the room, his arms still around her.
I quickly glanced at their retreating figures. Zhang Jian's hand had already slid down to my mom's slender waist, and then they were out of sight.
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