Chapter 5
A talented female writer once said that the passage to a woman's soul is through her vagina.
I don't know if this statement is true or not or if it explains the best way to conquer a woman.
I just feel that these words apply perfectly to my mom right now.
It's really hard to imagine that my mom, once a dignified mother and a virtuous wife, would now be having an affair with a man in the middle of the night, after her own son had gone to sleep.
And what's more, she was doing it in the same room as her son. With only a thin cloth curtain separating them, she was having sex with a man more than a decade younger than her. Then, the next day, she would act completely normal in front of her son as if nothing had happened.
The saying that women are natural actresses couldn't be more accurate.
Although it might seem like this happened mainly because of Zhang Jian's shameless and persistent pestering, if you think about it carefully, my mom wasn't completely helpless in this situation.
She could have put her foot down and snapped at him when Zhang Jian refused to leave the room.
Although Zhang Jian might act frivolously, he would back off when my mom truly got angry.
I don't believe Zhang Jian wouldn't listen to her if he saw my mom was genuinely upset. He's a bit lecherous, but he's not some cold hearted villain.
One could say that apart from his lust, Zhang Jian didn't have any major flaws. He didn't have the bad habits of a typical hooligan or a punk, and he's always finding ways to make my mom laugh. Whenever my mom orders him to do something, he's eager to help her.
I guess this is the main reason my mom tolerated him time and time again, and then slowly came to accept him, to the point where now she is completely used to having this younger man by her side. Someone who cares for her, loves her and relieves the emptiness and loneliness she feels every day.
When I finally got the chance to directly question Zhang Jian a few days later, I saw him scratching his head awkwardly and mumbling incoherently. It reminded me of how he was a year ago when he first started talking to me about my mom. Like he wanted to say something but was too embarrassed to speak.
Zhang Jian stammered for a while before finally flashing his big white teeth in a sheepish grin and asking me if I had heard them at night.
I snorted at him irritably, "If I didn't hear it, do you think it was my mom who told me herself?"
Zhang Jian clicked his tongue and sighed, "You two are so alike..."
Puzzled, I asked him why he would suddenly say that. Zhang Jian stroked his chin, pretending to be thinking deeply, then grinned, "You're both hypocrites..."
His words made me look at him in surprise, as if seeing him in a new light.
He usually acted like a complete idiot, so I never expected him to summarize our situation so perfectly. Indeed, weren't my mom and I both exactly as he described?
You're both hypocrites.
These simple words perfectly captured our current lives.
Each of us was hiding our own selfish desires deep in our hearts, secrets we didn't want the other to discover, while trying to maintain a calm and natural facade in our daily life, terrified that one slip-up would expose our shameful secrets.
The only difference was that my mom herself was in the dark...
Thinking about it this way sent an inexplicable thrill through me. This feeling of knowing my own mom's hidden, depraved secret, watching a once virtuous woman like her be conquered by another man step by step and having it all happen right before my eyes with my own assistance, was incredibly arousing for someone like me, who was obsessed with the "cuckold mother" fantasy. I quickly urged Zhang Jian to tell me exactly what had happened.
Zhang Jian was a little embarrassed but he started to explain. He said that he found it incredibly stimulating when I was peeping on them from outside the door last time. When he thought more about it afterwards, he became even more excited and wanted to try it again.
He didn't expect that I would get too scared of getting caught and stopped peeping on them after that. It left him restless and fantasizing about it everyday. Eventually one day, he couldn't hold back anymore and refused to leave after having sex with my mom.
The situation was more or less what I had guessed, so I continued to ask him when it started. Zhang Jian hesitated before admitting it began last month.
This caught me completely off guard. I had thought it had started only recently, but it turned out he'd been doing it for a whole month already. I couldn't help but complain why he hadn't told me earlier. What if I had accidentally 'discovered' them?
Zhang Jian looked at me a little awkwardly and nodded. The main reason he felt bad was that he hadn't discussed it with me beforehand.
After all, the two of us used to share everything and there were no secrets between us.
He was able to get closer to my mom so smoothly because of my help. Now he had gone ahead and done something this risky without telling me, so naturally he felt very guilty toward me.
I was very curious and asked Zhang Jian what my mom's reaction was when he refused to leave after having sex with her. In the past, he had often used such moments to make all sorts of demands from my mom, and had enjoyed plenty of perks because of it.
Seeing that I wasn't really angry with him, Zhang Jian relaxed and chuckled smugly.
He said that when my mom heard the final bell ring that night while they were still in bed, she had, as usual, coaxed and pleaded with him to leave quickly. But this time, he simply held her and refused to move.
At first, my mom didn't realize he had already made up his mind to spend the night there. She pleaded with him for a while, and when she realized that I was about to come back, she really started to panic. She asked Zhang Jian what he wanted in order to leave quickly. Zhang Jian directly told her he wanted to sleep while holding her in his arms that night.
Zhang Jian said that mom didn't get angry with him, instead, she just blushed and said no, then pushed him, trying to make him leave.
But Zhang Jian had already made up his mind and wasn't going anywhere. He hugged her tightly and refused to let go.
He reached his hand down to touch my mom's pussy while sealing her small mouth with a kids.
My mom seemed to lose herself for a moment. Although she twisted her body to avoid Zhang Jian's hand, she cooperatively lifted her lips to respond to his kisses.
Seeing her like this, Zhang Jian mumbled a promise, swearing he wouldn't do anything reckless that night, that he just wanted to hold her while they slept, nothing more.
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