Chapter 17
It was already afternoon by the time I returned to my own home the next day. The house was cold and empty. Dad was still at his field office. He had called me a few days ago, while I was still at school, to say he wouldn't be back until Chinese New Year.
He told me to take good care of myself. After putting down the local specialties my grandmother had sent back for my dad and me, I went to my room, turned on the computer, and started surfing the web. As I browsed, my mind drifted back to the events of the morning and noon.
My grandmother is an early riser. In the morning, after she had fed the chickens and ducks she raises in her courtyard and cooked breakfast, she came upstairs to wake the three of us up. It just so happened that Xia had gone to the bathroom at the top of the stairs and hadn't closed the bedroom door properly.
So, my grandmother discovered that my mom had slept with him last night. Coupled with the lewd smell in the room and the messy bed, a woman of her experience knew exactly what had transpired between them the previous night. However, she didn't say anything about it. Instead, she went downstairs and boiled a lot of hot water for them, telling them to take a good bath. But when I woke up and was about to go downstairs, she called me over and asked in a low voice, "Xiaojun, when did your mom come over last night?" I scratched my head and answered, "I don't know."
"Oh! Well, you go eat your breakfast first. Your mom and Xia are still in the shower. Both the upstairs and downstairs bathrooms are occupied. You can go wash up after they're done." My grandmother sighed and said to me. So I went downstairs and sat at the table to eat my breakfast.
As I was almost finished, Xia came out of the downstairs bathroom first. He seemed to be in an exceptionally good mood when he saw me and greeted me cheerfully. I nodded at him and continued to eat with my head down. As I ate, I secretly observed him. He looked refreshed and full of vigor as he sat down to eat. It seemed the embarrassing discovery by my grandmother that morning hadn't affected him at all. A moment later, my mom also came downstairs after her shower. I glanced up at her. Her face was flushed, and her long, wavy hair was damp, draping over her fragrant shoulders.
A pure white, V-neck cashmere sweater clung to her body, perfectly showcasing her curvaceous, mature, and voluptuous figure. However, she seemed a little awkward when she saw me. Not knowing what to say, she just sat down and joined us for breakfast. Just then, my grandmother came out of the kitchen and said to us, "Have lunch here too."
"Of course, Auntie." Before my mom could reply, Xia answered eagerly.
"Let's just eat the leftovers from yesterday. Don't cook anything new, or it'll go to waste," my mom added.
"How could I do that! Don't you worry. I'll just cook a few dishes, it won't be a waste," my grandmother protested.
My mom wanted to persuade her further, but my grandmother spoke first, "It's alright, Xiuqin. We have fresh ingredients right at home, no need to go to the market. Why don't you take the two of them for a walk around the village for now? I'll call your mobile when I'm done cooking." Seeing that my grandmother was adamant, my mom didn't insist. So after I finished washing up, the three of us left my grandmother's house and started wandering around the village.
The village was just as I remembered it from my previous visits, surrounded by mountains with clear waters and unique stones. Although the air here was very fresh, the place was quite remote. The road had only been paved two years ago. Almost all the able-bodied young men and women in the village had gone to the cities to work. Only the elderly and children were left behind.
As we walked along the village's yellow dirt path, my mom would occasionally stop and warmly greet some of her elders who she knew. I had known for a long time that the old people in the village always said my mom was the most beautiful girl in their village, a golden phoenix who had flown out from their midst.
"Hehe, Xiuqin. I never knew you were so popular with the people in your hometown," Xia said to my mom with a smile after we said goodbye to another elder.
"Of course!" she answered proudly. We continued on for a while longer until we came to a small river. All three of us were a bit tired, so we decided to rest under a large tree by the riverbank. My mom took out some old newspapers she had brought with her from her handbag, spread them on the ground, and then we all sat down together. We chatted while enjoying the scenery across the river.
After chatting for a while, I got a bit bored and stood up to look around. Seeing this, my mom asked, "Xiaojun, what are you looking at?" I didn't know how to answer, so on the spur of the moment, I said, "Nothing, Mom. Can we drink this river water? I'm thirsty."
"Silly child! This water comes from upstream. A few villages further up use this river to wash their clothes and dishes. You'll get a stomachache if you drink it. Understand?" my mom said, stroking my head affectionately.
'Oh.' I nodded in agreement. Just then, Xia, who was sitting next to my mom, spoke up. "Xiaojun, if you're thirsty, why don't you go buy some water at the village entrance? I saw a little convenience store there when we arrived. Uncle will give you the money." With that, he took a fifty-yuan bill from his wallet and handed it to me. I quickly waved my hands and said, "No need, no need. I have my own money." But he didn't stop. He still stuffed the money into my hand and said, "Go on. And buy two bottles for us while you're at it." I looked at my mom, and seeing she didn't object but gave me a slight nod, I left and headed toward the convenience store at the village entrance.
The convenience store at the village entrance was quite a distance from the river. Unfamiliar with the roads here, I could only follow the path we had taken on our way here. It took about twenty minutes to get to the store. I bought a bottle of Coke and two bottles of mineral water, then turned back towards the river.
As I was getting close to the river, with my decent eyesight, I saw from a distance that they were locked in an embrace, kissing passionately. Xia was leaning back against the tree, one hand wrapped around my mom's slender waist while the other had already slipped inside her blouse, kneading it relentlessly. My mom was reclining against him, her back almost lying horizontally in the crook of his arm, her hands on his shoulders as she savored his kisses and caresses. Their lips were pressed tightly together, greedily devouring each other's saliva.
Just then, as I walked forward slowly, completely engrossed in the scene, I accidentally kicked a medium-sized stone. The sharp pain in my foot made me cry out involuntarily, "Ouch!"
Hearing my voice, the two who were lost in their passionate kiss hurriedly separated.
They stood up nervously to see what had happened, and relaxed slightly when they saw it was me. As I walked up to them, both of their faces were flushed, and their breathing was a bit ragged. It was clear that the pleasure from their recent intimacy hadn't yet allowed them to calm down.
I even caught a slight bulge in the crotch of Xia's pants. Seeing this, I stood there awkwardly, not knowing what to do. The atmosphere became tense for a moment. It was Xia who broke the awkward silence. He took an exquisite metal cigarette case from his jacket pocket, pulled out a cigarette, lit it with a lighter, took a drag, and said to me with a smile, "You're back."
"Yeah, Uncle, here's your change." I said, handing him the water and the change together.
"Hey, you don't need to give me the change. You keep it," he said, pushing my hand with the money back, taking only the two bottles of water, and handing one to my mom. I went with the flow and put the money in my pocket. By now, my mom, who had taken the mineral water, had caught her breath. Having composed herself, she opened the cap, took a sip, and asked me, "Son, what happened just now?" I immediately replied, "Nothing, I just accidentally kicked a stone and it hurt a little."
"How can you be so careless! Take off your shoe and let Mom see if you're hurt. Does it still hurt?" she asked with concern, bending down as if to take off my shoe to check.
"It's fine, it's fine." Seeing her like this, I quickly said, not wanting to take off my shoes and socks and freeze in the wild during the cold winter.
"Are you sure you're okay?" she still wasn't convinced and pressed me.
"I'm really okay. Don't worry." I insisted. Seeing that I was so firm, she gave up on checking my foot. She stood up and said to Xia and me, "Let's head back." Xia and I had no objections, so the three of us left the riverbank and returned to my grandmother's house the way we had come.
When we got back to my grandmother's place, she had already finished cooking lunch. She was just about to call my mom when we arrived. So we all sat down around the table again to have lunch. Because I was still thinking about the scene of them being intimate and affectionate by the river, I ate a little hastily, then excused myself and went up to the room I had slept in the night before. I leaned against the headboard, half-lying down, and started watching TV.
As I watched, I couldn't help but think of those scenes not suitable for children. After a while, Xia pushed open the bedroom door, which I had left slightly ajar, and walked in. He closed the door behind him, sat down at the foot of the bed, and watched TV, making small talk with me. I had no choice but to reply intermittently. After rambling on about this and that for a bit, he began to ask me cautiously, "Xiaojun, did you see everything at the river just now?"
I was stunned when I heard this. Looking at his diamond-bright, star-like eyes fixed on me, I couldn't help but feel a bit flustered and lowered my head without answering.
'Hehe.' Seeing my reaction, he chuckled. Then he asked, "Do you want to know about my background, and how your mom and I got started?" Hearing this question, I, of course, wouldn't miss the opportunity to satisfy my curiosity. I replied, "I want to know."
After hearing my answer, he lay down on the bed, stretching his arms out to either side, his face wearing a reminiscent expression. Then, he slowly began to speak. "I am an orphan..."
As he narrated slowly, I learned the things I wanted to know. It turned out that Xia was an orphan. For some reason unknown to him, his parents had abandoned him at the entrance of the Provincial People's Hospital right after he was born. They had only left a note in his baby basket, with a single character on it. This character later became his surname. As for his given name, it was given to him by the director of the orphanage in the provincial city.
He lived in the orphanage for many years, until he was in the fifth grade when he was adopted by a couple, both in their fifties, who worked as archaeologists and had been childless for a long time. Only then did he leave the orphanage. The couple was very open-minded; after adopting him, they didn't ask him to change his surname. Because of the nature of their work, he began a life of traveling around with them from the moment he was adopted. Due to their busy schedules, the couple couldn't take care of him most of the time.
These life experiences forced him to develop an independent and mature personality. Although he often transferred schools, his diligence in his studies made him a good student in the eyes of all the teachers who taught him. Later, he also got into the computer science department of the provincial university with excellent grades.
In college, he met the first woman he ever fell in love with. But that woman was his major course instructor.
From the way he described her, I understood why he liked mature women. As an orphan, he had never received the parental love that most people take for granted. In this respect, perhaps his adoptive parents hadn't done a good enough job either.
This inner yearning for such affection, as he matured physically, gradually developed into a preference for mature women.
His female teacher was also forty at the time, and presumably very beautiful. But, just like my mom, she was a married woman.
Moreover, her husband was the school's vice principal. Knowing his feelings were impractical, Xia could only bury this love deep in his heart. During his four years of university, he would attend her lectures without fail, rain or shine. Just being able to exchange a few words with her was enough to make him happy for an entire day.
Later, when it was time for his graduation internship, his excellent grades earned him a recommendation to the Xingye Group. There, his hard work, sharp mind, and dedication won unanimous praise from the group's senior management. As soon as his internship ended, he smoothly signed a contract with the group, becoming a full-time employee. Just as he was planning to share this good news with the teacher he admired at the graduation ceremony, he received the news that she and her husband had left the school to teach in the western region and would not be returning.
This harsh reality could only leave him to nurse his broken heart in silence. After the graduation ceremony, he quietly left the school.
He was strong and quickly adjusted his mindset. He then threw himself into his work with confidence. Soon, his solid professional skills led to tangible results, and he was promoted to department head, enjoying an annual salary of 120,000 yuan. During this time, he also tried dating a few times, but all of the relationships fizzled out. He felt that those girls were all very immature, only loving superficial glamour and lacking the subtle, reserved temperament of a mature woman.
To satisfy his physical needs, he also went to places of pleasure to find courtesans. But there, he could only experience the emptiness that followed a purely physical transaction. Three years passed, and then his adoptive parents were tragically killed in a car accident, dealing him another heavy blow. After handling his adoptive parents' funeral affairs and taking a month off to rest, the group's leadership approached him for a talk. They offered him the position of General Manager at the group's branch office in our county, with his annual salary raised to 200,000 yuan. And so, he came here.
As for him and my mom, he said they met by a very fortunate coincidence. One evening, he had been too busy with work to eat dinner. After finishing his tasks, he drove all over the county looking for a restaurant to grab a late-night snack. It happened that he drove past my mom's restaurant, so he parked his car and went inside. The moment he saw my mom, he was deeply attracted by her beautiful face, perfect figure, elegant temperament, charming allure, warm smile, and graceful conversation. From then on, whenever he had free time in the evenings, he would come to my mom's restaurant, book a small private room, order a few appetizers and a bottle of red wine, and then ask my mom to chat with him for a while.
Gradually, my mom became familiar with him. Sometimes, she would even have a few drinks with him. The topics of their conversation also became more varied. After learning about his life story, my mom felt great sympathy for him and often comforted and encouraged him. Unconsciously, a hazy affection began to grow in her heart for him. And he, in turn, began to boldly ask my mom out, showing no regard for the fact that she already had a husband and a child.
Because he felt he could no longer miss the opportunity that heaven had given him. At first, my mom refused him a few times, but her kind-hearted nature, faced with his persistent advances, meant she could only reluctantly agree to him.
But once she took that step, there was no turning back. According to him, in his apartment in the Yunfei residential complex, the two of them physically became one for the first time. And from then on, they became uncontrollable.
At this point, he paused for a moment, sat up on the bed, and continued speaking to me: "Xiaojun, I'm not telling you all this to express anything or to show off. I just want you to understand me. For the hurt I've brought to you and your father, I can only say I'm sorry! But I also cannot endure a life without your mother!" Seeing that he was getting a bit emotional, I spoke up to console him: "Uncle, I already told you I don't blame you anymore. I hope you two can be happy together." My words seemed to please him, and his tone relaxed: "Xiaojun, thank you for saying that. Can we be good friends?"
"Of course." I answered his question quickly.
"Then it's a deal! Come on, shake on it!" As he finished speaking, he extended his hand to me. I reached out my hand as well. The hand of a young man and the hand of a teenager clasped together.
"Hurry up and come down! It's time to go!" Just then, my mom's voice called out from the courtyard downstairs.
"Let's go, then!" he immediately said to me after hearing her. I nodded, turned off the TV, and went downstairs with him. In the courtyard, the three of us said goodbye to my grandmother, took the local specialty products she gave us, got in the car, and left the village. After driving down some small roads, the car soon merged onto the flat concrete highway. At this point, my mom asked Xia, "What were you two talking about upstair, for so long?"
"Nothing much, just about sports. Right, Xiaojun?" he said, winking at me through the rearview mirror.
"Yeah." I caught his drift and quickly chimed in. Seeing our answers, my mom didn't press the matter further. She turned her head to look at the scenery outside the car window. Xia also focused on driving, heading all the way toward the county town.
Just before entering the town, he pulled the car over next to a public restroom. Then he said to my mom, "I'm going to the restroom. Do you need to go?"
"I don't. You go ahead. We'll wait for you in the car," my mom replied.
At this, he secretly signaled my mom with his eyes, his mouth still asking, "Are you sure you don't need to?" I saw all of this. But I still feigned ignorance, looking out the car window.
"Hmm? Oh, Xiaojun, Mom needs to use the restroom too. Wait for me in the car, okay?" My mom hesitated for a moment before saying to me. It seemed she had agreed. Before I could answer, the two of them got out of the car and walked toward the restroom. After they had been inside for three or four minutes, I also got out of the car.
I carefully walked into the restroom area. Arriving outside the men's room, I didn't see Xia. Knowing what they were up to, I walked past the men's room and started to linger near the outer wall of the women's restroom. Soon, I found an exhaust vent that was open to the outside. So, I slowly crept closer, poked my head in, and looked inside.
There was no one else in the women's restroom except for the two of them. They were in one of the small stalls. Right now, Xia was standing there, his pants already pulled down, his lower body exposed. My mom was squatting in front of him, her pretty face buried in his crotch. I saw her mouth making 'mm, mmm' sounds, her head lowered. Her left hand gripped his penis, stroking it, her sexy, red lips enclosing the glans, while her right hand cupped his two testicles below, using both her hand and mouth. Occasionally, she would let the glans slip out, extend the tip of her tongue to tease it, while her left hand vigorously stroked the shaft. Soon, a few drops of white liquid appeared at the slit of his glans. Seeing this, she used her tongue to lick and tease the opening, even lightly biting the glans with her teeth, her hands constantly caressing and kneading his scrotum. It felt so good that he hissed, 'Sssss,' his breath catching in his throat.
His hands were also on my mom's head, constantly stroking her beautiful hair. At this point, my mom let the penis slip out of her mouth. After catching her breath, she looked up at him with a shy expression and said, "You bad man! Hurry up and cum! Xiaojun is still outside!"
"Soon, it's coming soon! Baby! Keep going!" he said, his face flushed and his voice urgent.
Hearing this, my mom immediately opened her bright red, luscious lips and took the purplish-red, shiny glans back into her mouth. She then used her sweet tongue to lick it, her tongue sliding in the groove beneath the glans, from time to time using her soft lips to suck and her pearly white teeth to nibble. Then, her mouth began to move up and down along his shaft, and her wavy, long-curled hair began to sway. Xia also matched her speed, thrusting his hips, hoping to go deeper. His buttocks moved rapidly, accelerating the pumping of his penis into her mouth. For a moment, my mom's willow-leaf eyebrows were tightly furrowed, her cheeks puffed out, and he was thrusting so deep he was practically in her throat.
Before long, his penis had been licked, sucked, and stroked by my mom until it was hard as an iron rod, its veins bulging, thick and huge. She let it out of her mouth again, switching to using a single hand to quickly stroke it. She looked up at him, her face flushed and her breathing ragged, and moaned in a low voice, "Cum! Cum for me!" This intense psychological stimulation finally made him lose control. With a low grunt, 'Ohhh,' a tingling sensation shot through his lower back, his gate of climax broke open, and thick, hot semen spurted out from his penis. Just then, my mom turned her head to the side, dodging some of the semen. But a few drops still landed on her coat and her hair. Even so, her hand kept stroking Xia's penis without letting go, until he was completely spent. Looking at her lewd and wanton expression, as if she couldn't get enough of his penis.
For a moment, I too fell into a daze...
'Ring, ring, ring.' A phone call interrupted my reverie.
So I walked over to the phone and answered it. It was my mom calling. After their indecent act in the public restroom, they had quickly returned to the car and soon dropped me off at the entrance to my residential complex. She was calling just to let me know they had also gotten home. I said a few quick words to her and hung up, then went back to my room to surf the internet.
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