Chapter 15
The next morning, I woke up a little after ten on the floor mat my mom had made for me the night before.
As I sat up, I noticed the bed beside me was neatly made, but she was gone.
Only the faint, elegant fragrance she left behind lingered in the bedroom. I took a moment to clear my head, and then I heard the sound of cooking from outside the room.
"It's almost lunchtime, I should get up," I thought to myself. So I got dressed, pulled back the curtains, and walked out of the bedroom.
In the living room, I saw a glass of milk, still steaming slightly, and a slice of vanilla cake set on the dining table. Hearing me come out of the bedroom, my mom's voice came from the kitchen: "Xiaojun, go brush your teeth and wash your face. I've left your toiletries by the sink. We'll be eating lunch soon, so have these to tide you over after you're done."
"Okay," I replied and went into the bathroom, quickly brushing my teeth and washing my face.
When I came out, my mom was already in the living room. She had changed out of last night's pajamas and was now wearing an indigo-blue, long-sleeved, crewneck sweater with the word "LOVER" printed across the chest and a pair of gray cotton lounge pants. Her wavy long hair was tied back with a hair tie into a casual ponytail. She placed the dish she was carrying on the table and then asked me, "How about you watch some TV first, and we'll have lunch when Uncle Xia gets here?" Her tone was as if she were seeking my approval. Seeing the expectant look on her face, I couldn't bear to make things difficult for her and quickly answered, "That's fine, Mom." Pleased that I agreed, she smiled at me and went back into the kitchen to continue cooking. I sat down on the sofa, eating my snack and watching TV.
Around eleven-thirty, the sound of a key turning in the lock came from the front door. Soon, Xia's figure appeared before me.
"Xiaojun, Happy New Year!" he said warmly as soon as he saw me. I politely returned the greeting: "Hello, Uncle Xia." Just as I finished speaking, my mom walked out of the kitchen carrying the last dish, a soup, and instructed us, "Go wash your hands, it's time to eat." Xia and I went into the bathroom and washed our hands one after the other. The three of us sat down and began to eat.
Lunch was lavish: stir-fried beef with chili peppers, sweet and sour carp, boiled cocktail shrimp, mapo tofu, minced pork with eggplant, stir-fried broccoli, and a duck soup with dried bamboo shoots. At the table, Xia and my mom were very attentive, constantly piling food onto my plate and refilling my rice bowl. I ate three full bowls of rice, leaving me so stuffed I couldn't stop burping. After the meal, my mom cleared the dishes and took them to the kitchen to wash. I sat on the sofa with Xia, watching TV. The sports news was on CCTV-5, and since he was also a big sports fan, we started talking about it. During our conversation, I learned to my surprise that he had actually studied as a transfer student at my current school for a year during high school. Just then, he suddenly lowered his voice and said to me with a humble expression, "Xiaojun, please don't blame your uncle, okay?"
"What's done is done, Uncle. Whether I forgive you or not, Mom is already with you. As long as you treat her well, that's all that matters. I'm being sincere! Uncle," I said after a moment's thought.
"Thank you, Xiaojun! Your uncle isn't the kind of man to love 'em and leave 'em!" he said, seeming very grateful. Immediately after, he took a stack of bills from his wallet and handed it to me, saying, "Here, take this money." Just then, my mom had finished washing the dishes and walked out, catching the scene.
She immediately said to Xia, "No, no, that's not necessary, Xia! I'll give him money myself." And she gave me a look with her eyes, signaling me not to take it. Just as I was about to refuse, Xia quickly shoved the money into the pocket of my shirt and said to my mom, "Xiuqin, this is just a small token from me! Let him have it! I don't know what Xiaojun likes, so he can use the money to buy whatever he wants!"
"Oh, you! Well, alright then. Xiaojun, quickly thank your uncle." Seeing how insistent he was, my mom had no choice but to agree. I thanked him, and he waved his hand, indicating it was nothing.
My mom sat down then, picked up a fruit knife, and peeled apples for Xia and me. The three of us sat together, watching TV and chatting.
Around two in the afternoon, I got up to leave. School was starting tomorrow, and I had to go back for evening self-study tonight. Xia offered to drive me, but I declined.
"Xiaojun, be careful on the road then. Mom and Uncle won't see you out. Call me when you get to school, okay?" My mom said, standing with Xia at the stairway to see me off.
"I know, Mom. You two go back in." After speaking, I walked into the elevator and went downstairs.
As I walked out of the apartment complex, bored, I headed forward. Suddenly, I felt a stomachache, probably from eating too much at lunch. I thought I could hold it until I got to school to use the restroom, but after walking a bit further, I felt I couldn't hold it any longer. I looked around, unsure if there were any public toilets nearby, so I had no choice but to turn back and go to their place to deal with it. When I reached their door, I rang the doorbell. After a few rings, Xia's voice came from inside, "Who is it?"
"It's me, Uncle Xia, it's Xiaojun!" I replied, barely able to hold it in.
"Oh, just a moment!" he answered from inside. Half a minute later, he opened the door, and I immediately rushed to the bathroom, not even bothering to close the door before sitting on the toilet and finally relieving myself.
"Xiaojun, what's wrong? Stomach ache?" he asked, standing at the bathroom door with a concerned expression. I looked up and saw that he was only wearing a cotton shirt on top, and the zipper on his dress pants wasn't done up. I instantly realized why it had taken them so long to answer the door.
"Oh, it's nothing. Probably ate too much at lunch," I answered as I looked out. My mom was hurriedly walking out of the bedroom. Her wavy, long hair was undone, her top was noticeably wrinkled, and a flush still lingered on her face.
"Do you have diarrhea? Should we go to the hospital and get it checked out?" she asked, ignoring her own disheveled state and standing anxiously by the bathroom door.
"It's fine, Mom, I just ate too much. No need for the hospital," I explained quickly, not wanting to trouble them.
"Are you sure you don't need to go?" she asked, still unconvinced.
"No, really, I don't." Not wanting to make a fuss, I objected again. Just then, Xia spoke up, "Xiuqin, if Xiaojun doesn't want to go, then let's not. I'll go to the pharmacy downstairs and buy some berberine, you go pour him some hot water." With that, he turned and went out the door to buy the medicine.
My mom went to pour me some hot water.
A few minutes later, I came out of the bathroom after finishing, and they both returned with the medicine and the water. My mom told me to take the medicine quickly, and to make my stomach feel better, I swallowed the pills with the hot water.
"Feeling better, Xiaojun?" she asked, sitting down beside me and gazing at my face with concern.
"I'm fine now, Mom. Much better," I replied, feeling more at ease. She seemed relieved. After sitting for another twenty minutes, I wanted to leave. This time, no matter what I said, my mom and Xia insisted on personally taking me back to school. I couldn't resist their insistence and had to agree. Women always take time to get ready before going out, and my mom was no exception.
Half an hour later, she emerged from the bedroom and stood before Xia and me, instantly brightening the room: her lightly made-up face was beautiful and mature, her wavy hair framed her face, accentuating her stunningly feminine features. Her coffee-colored suit hugged her soft, graceful figure; underneath, she wore a close-fitting, cream-colored, high-necked sweater. On her delicate feet were a pair of fashionable, coffee-colored high heels. She exuded a gentle and elegant charm, a shy and mature demeanor, and especially her pair of clear, expressive eyes highlighted a face that could stir the most primal of human desires.
"You're so beautiful! Xiuqin!" Xia exclaimed in praise, not seeming to care that I was still there.
I turned my gaze to him and saw that his look was bold and affectionate, like a sharp sword trying to pierce through my mom.
"Oh, stop staring. Let's go." My mom, perhaps flustered by his intense gaze or maybe feeling awkward because of my presence, said with a shy, coquettish tone.
"Oh, right. Let's go, Xiaojun." Xia snapped out of it, looking a bit embarrassed, and quickly said to me. So the three of us went downstairs together. Downstairs, my mom and I got into his car, and we headed straight for my school.
The car arrived at the school about half an hour later. After getting out, they walked me all the way to my dorm room. My other roommates hadn't arrived yet. My mom put the things she had bought for me yesterday into my locker, gave me a few more words of advice, and then left with Xia. I tidied up a bit and then went out to the balcony, where I saw in the distance that Xia's car was still parked at the school gate. But the two of them were walking down a small path on the other side of the dorm building. I knew that path led to the ruins of the school-run factory, which had been shut down.
That area was desolate; hardly anyone ever went there.
"If I had just come straight back, they would have been in bed by now. I guess he's been holding back for the past couple of days. Could they be—" I thought to myself. A bit shocked and excited, I ran downstairs, following the direction they had gone to look for them. It wasn't long before I spotted them.
They were walking side by side, both looking around warily, as if on the lookout for something. Seeing this, I crouched down and hid in the bushes, using the waist-high grass to move forward slowly to avoid being seen by them. After following them for a bit, they finally stopped by a stone bench hidden by some trees. I also crouched in the grass nearby, watching. I saw my mom take a few tissues from the new white LV handbag Xia had bought her, wipe down the bench, and then the two of them sat down close together.
Then Xia spoke, "Wife, is this spot secluded enough?" As he spoke, his hand also went around my mom's slender waist.
I heard him continue, "I've missed you so much these past two days, and we were just interrupted by Xiaojun. Now, let's continue!"
"No, don't! It's so cold out. What if we catch a cold? We should go home! I'll give it to you when we get home, okay?" My mom snuggled against him, saying coquettishly. Xia looked at my mom's mature and charming face, held her hand, and said affectionately, "My dear wife! Heaven's gifting you to me is my greatest blessing! My love for you knows no place or time, it is a love that is constant, all-encompassing! And now, your husband needs you! Let Heaven be the witness to our love!"
"Hehe, you bad man! I won't!" A blush rose on my mom's face, and she said to him shyly. After speaking, she tried to get up, but Xia held her waist, preventing her from standing. His hand slipped under the hem of her jacket, touching her smooth, slender waist, and began to caress it.
"This is Xiaojun's school, Tianhong, don't... don't do this," my mom said, twisting her waist, trying to break free from his embrace. But he grew more insistent, holding her tightly. He gazed at her intently and said, "This was my school too, darling! Can't you let me make some beautiful memories here?" With that, he kissed my mom's red lips.
She struggled slightly for a moment and then seemed to resign herself, going still. Their lips and tongues immediately entwined, exchanging each other's fluids. After a while, they stopped kissing. He began to lightly caress her thigh over her pants, and my mom's body trembled slightly.
He seemed very satisfied with her reaction, so he moved his hand to her crotch, pressing lightly on her private parts. My mom's body then pressed against his, her arms wrapping around Xia's neck, her red lips constantly rubbing against his earlobe and cheek, whispering something softly.
Under this stimulation, Xia was quickly aroused. He soon had my mom stand up and knelt before her. He unbuckled her belt, and pulled her outer pants, along with the cotton pants and white triangle panties underneath down to her knees. My mom quickly took off her jacket and draped it over her exposed thighs and hips, trying to cover herself as much as possible.
Then she looked around again, and after making sure no one was there, she let him pull her outer pants, cotton pants, and panties down further, all the way to her feet. After pulling them down, Xia also sat on the stone bench, deftly unzipped his own pants, pushed his underwear aside, took out his already swollen and hard penis, and then pulled my mom over, making her face him. My mom cooperated by spreading her legs as wide as she could and sat down on his lap.
When she looked down and saw that penis, which had ravaged her body countless times before, ready for action again, her already flushed face became even more radiant. At this moment, Xia held my mom's hips with both hands, lifted her forcefully, and her body pressed against his. She also lifted her hips, guided his penis into position, and let her honey pot press against his glans. Xia took the opportunity to thrust his hips upward, and the glans went halfway in.
'Oh.' My mom moaned, letting go of his penis and placing her hands on his shoulders. Using her own body weight, she twisted her waist and slowly sat down, letting his penis enter her body completely. They held each other tightly, moving gently against each other, letting the penis and vagina rub slowly. After a while, Xia rested his head on my mom's chest, experiencing her softness and her faint fragrance, while his hands held her perky buttocks, greedily caressing her skin.
My mom's face was also full of an expression of happiness and enjoyment. She even took the initiative to twist her waist, grinding against Xia's penis, and whispered something softly in his ear. This feeling made Xia even more excited. He thrust his hips against my mom's honey pot again and again, and my mom slightly closed her legs, gripping his penis even tighter.
After about five or six minutes, Xia, who had been desperately trying to hold back to enjoy the stimulating situation a little longer, could no longer control the onset of pleasure. He could only frantically grab my mom's full, round buttocks, bury his head in her chest, and thrust upward with all his might, erupting. My mom, on the other hand, closed her eyes, pressed her red lips together, enduring the pleasure of the hot semen rushing into her uterus without making a sound.
They remained embracing, savoring the afterglow of their climax.
"Are you satisfied now, you bad man." My mom was the first to calm down and said to him in a seemingly complaining tone.
"That felt so good! It's so great holding you like this!" He was still holding my mom, saying this to her with a satisfied look on his face.
"Don't get lost in it now, you bad man. Hurry up and go, it'll be trouble if someone comes," my mom said, having already gotten off him. She took out some tissues from her bag to wipe herself while urging him on. Soon, the two of them straightened their clothes and headed back the way they came. I stayed in the bushes for a little while longer before getting up and leaving, returning to my dorm room.
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