Seeing another man grope my mom's ass like that really got me excited and my dick got hard instantly.
After dinner, Zhang Jian pretended to be diligent again and started helping my mom clear the table but actually he was just looking for a chance to take advantage of her. Since I was there, my mom politely played along with him. I was just afraid he'd actually push her too far, so I went outside. When I wasn't around, Zhang Jian didn't have the guts, nor was he shameless enough to be alone with my mom, so he quickly followed me upstairs.
This time, Zhang Jian didn't bring up the fact that he'd groped my mom's ass. I had already seen it with my own eyes, so I wasn't in a rush to bring it up either. It didn't take long for Zhang Jian to start taking liberties with my mom on a regular basis. He was already bold enough to even rub against her breasts.
I figured that even my mom was starting to get used to it, but what she feared most was me catching them, and she always tried to find a way to avoid him.
Zhang Jian finally couldn't hold back and told me about it himself. I just told him not to go too far and quickly changed the subject. Although I was dying to ask him how it felt, I was too embarrassed to say it.
They say that bad behavior is enabled by indulgence, and that couldn't be more true. My mom and the young wife from upstairs were too afraid of losing face to speak up, which emboldened Zhang Jian even more. And then there was me, the little accomplice aiding in his villainy. To satisfy my own filthy desires, I often created plenty of opportunities for him. The moment I got home from school, I'd call Zhang Jian over for dinner.
The weather was starting to get colder by then. My mom was afraid the soup and rice would get cold, so she always timed the meal to be ready just as I got home from school. Zhang Jian would always stand diligently beside my mom, helping her with one hand while his other hand would secretly pinch her butt. When he turned around, he'd even grab her breast. Unfortunately, I couldn't see the front, I could only see his arm lifting from behind.
When my mom went to the yard to wash the dishes after the meal, Zhang Jian would follow her to "help". I would stay in the room, pretending to be reading a book, but actually I was spying through the window.
This was when Zhang Jian got really bold. The sink in the yard was low, forcing her to squat to wash the dishes. He would brazenly press his entire hand against my mom's ass, which looked even rounder and fuller when she was crouched down, and squeeze it. Unlike inside the house, where time was limited and she would pull away after a quick pinch or grope, he had more freedom here.
With me out of the picture, my mom could fight back against him. She would glare at him coldly and push him away whenever he touched her. My mom was surprisingly strong and Zhang Jian was sent stumbling back from her pushes.
But she didn't dare to yell because she was afraid I would hear. She could only push him away again and again, while Zhang Jian would just press himself against her again and continue to feel her up. The two of them engaged in this silent struggle by the sink, neither giving up.
In the end, my mom was the first to relent. Perhaps she was tired of the endless pushing, or maybe she felt helpless in the face of his shameless behavior, or perhaps after being groped so many times, she just didn't care anymore. In any case, my mom, the virtuous wife and mother, was the first to give in. She stopped pushing him away, letting him fondle and pinch her as he pleased.
Before this, she would wash the dishes while facing the sink, so if I walked out, I could see her back as she squatted there. Now, my mom would squat on the side of the sink. Zhang Jian immediately understood her meaning and used his body to block her from view. That way, even if I came out, I wouldn't be able to notice anything unless I walked closer, and my mom could also keep an eye out for me.
This made Zhang Jian ecstatic. Now for the few minutes it took to wash the dishes, he could freely fondle my mom's round butt and full breasts. As for me, I was left frustrated because I was unable to see Zhang Jian molesting my mom from inside the room. I was so anxious I was tearing my hair out, my mind running wild with fantasies.
I could only wait until my mom and Zhang Jian finished washing the dishes and returned inside. Then, when we went to the second floor to bask in the sun, I'd ask him a few questions to satisfy my curiosity Zhang Jian told me some things I hadn't known like when my mom pushed him away, she would curse at him in a low voice, calling him shameless and telling him to get away and not to touch her.
What was interesting was that now, my mom would occasionally glance toward the east room (my room) when Zhang Jian touched her, then say "Binbin" in a hushed voice. With his back turned, Zhang Jian had no way of knowing whether it was true or not, so he would quickly pull his hand back.
Zhang Jian said that after successfully tricking him, my mom would even stifle a laugh while putting on a stern face. He thought maybe my mom was actually enjoying being touched by him. I said that was impossible, that she was just scaring him so he wouldn't dare to touch her. Zhang Jian was unconvinced, but he wasn't entirely sure of his own theory either, and the conversation would then turn to the young wife upstairs.
During this time, Zhang Jian's attention was focused on my mom, and since he'd already taken so many liberties with her, he hadn't been bothering the young wife much. After talking for a bit, the two of us would go downstairs, and then I'd go to the bathroom to give him a chance. By then, my mom was usually clearing the table or sweeping the floor.
Zhang Jian would use this opportunity to sneak into the room and grope my mom a few times, letting go only when he heard the sound of the bathroom door. He told me that if he wasn't too rough, my mom wouldn't really dodge him. She only pushed him away when he used more force.
I felt that beneath my mom's virtuous and dignified exterior, she might be hiding some different thoughts. The main reason was that when I got home from school, Zhang Jian would already be by her side helping prepare the meal without me even having to call him. My mom's fair face also always had a smile on it and not a polite, courteous one, but a relaxed, natural smile.
I started to panic a bit. I never thought my mom would actually get along so harmoniously with someone who groped and took advantage of her every day.
I asked Zhang Jian how he managed to do it, why my mom was so natural around him now. Zhang Jian just started teasing me and acting coy. I was so frustrated I wanted to beat him up, though I knew I couldn't take him in a fight.
Zhang Jian said that before, when I wasn't around, he used to avoid my mom because he was afraid she would lose her temper and yell at him, causing a huge scene.
Now, he felt that since he could touch her so freely, he didn't have to be as timid as before. After I left for class, he went to the yard and said hello to my mom. My mom just hummed in response and went back inside. Seeing that she really didn't say anything to him, he was relieved. He started talking to her again, just like when she first arrived. I guess my mom was probably too bored being all by herself in that room, with no TV or phone for entertainment, so she didn't drive him away, letting him ramble on to himself. Zhang Jian said he often made her crack a smile even when she had a stern face, and soon, she started talking back to him. Before long, it became the harmonious scene I now witnessed between the two of them.