I strolled home from the market, passing a flower shop near the entrance of my neighborhood.
Several pots of blooming flowers were displayed at the shop’s door.
The flowers looked freshly watered, with tiny droplets clinging to the blossoms, shimmering warmly under the shop’s dim light, adding even more beauty to the already lovely flowers.
I suddenly realized l’d never given my mother flowers in all my life.
The shop owner, a woman in her forties, saw me stop at the door and quickly called out, “Young man, buying flowers?
Just browsing, for your girlfriend or someone else?”
“I…I’m not buying this for my girlfriend, I just want to buy a few bouquets for my mom…” The older woman’s enthusiasm made me a little uncomfortable.
“It’s for your mom?
Then give her carnations or lilies, we have them in the store.
VWhichever you choose, handsome?
You’re so thoughtful!
l’d be so happy if my son was half as thoughtful as you!” The woman praised me as she gestured for me to go into the store.
“White lilies, please.
Wrap ten for me, boss.
Make sure they’re wrapped nicely.” I looked around the shop and still preferred white lilies; they’re pure and elegant.
“Okay, please wait a moment.” The older woman cheerfully and quickly began to take out and wrap the flowers.
The shop had a wide variety of flowers.
While thinking about how to give them to my mother when I got home, I aimlessly glanced around at the flowers.
Suddenly, my eyes were drawn to several bunches of purple roses.
The purple blossoms were in full bloom, exuding a noble, mysterious, and sensual air, quite similar to my mother’s.
I instantly fell in love with them.
“Boss, please wrap five of these purple roses for me too,” l immediately said to the older woman.
“Okay” the older woman said with a beaming smile, “but that one costs thirty-one…”
“Just take it!” I pulled out my phone to scan the code, completely unaware that I was being ripped off.
“That’s 250 yuan in total.
Please keep the flowers safe.
Handsome, you’re welcome to come again!” The woman quickly wrapped the flowers.
Upon hearing this embarrassing number, l immediately frowned, paid, and left.
When I got home, I found my mother was already back, sitting on the sofa in the living room talking to a little boy.
I knew without guessing that it must be Qi Feng.
“Auntie, how do you take care of your skin?
My mom is several years younger than you, but her skin isn’t as good as yours.
If we walked down the street, people would definitely think we were siblings!”
“You silly child, your auntie is almost forty, how can she compare to your mother?
She’ll be unhappy if she hears you say that…”
l overheard my mom and Qi Feng chatting as soon as I walked in the door.
They seemed to be having a great time.
I felt a wave of annoyance.
This kid never misses an opportunity; he’s already trying to make my mom happy the moment they meet.
How come I never noticed before?
But then again, with my mom’s looks and charm, how could this kid resist ?
“Mom, I’m home!” I walked towards my mother, carrying groceries in one hand and hiding the flowers behind my back with the other.
My mother’s makeup was still impeccable.
Her long hair, which had been piled high, was now loose and casually draped over her shoulders.
She had taken off her purple blazer, revealing an ice-blue shirt underneath.
The shirt’s high, full breasts bulged prominently at the chest, and the sheer silk fabric subtly revealed the pattern of her bra.
While chatting with Qi Feng, she maintained a dignified posture, her back straight, which accentuated her slender waist.
Below her waist were her two full, round buttocks, mostly pressed against the sofa, slightly deformed, creating two exaggerated curves on either side of her body.
Her skirt had ridden up slightly due to her posture, exposing most of her beautiful legs, clad in black stockings, to Qi Feng and me.
Her thighs were full and fleshy without being bulky, while her calves were slender and long yet well-proportioned, mysterious and sexy under the black stockings, making us want to reach out and touch them.
My mother simply sat there, exuding an aura of noble elegance and sexiness that made her unforgettable at first glance!
“Xiao Fan’s back.
Why are you so late?
Did you go shopping?” The mother seemed a little dazed, lost in thought, and paused for a moment before realizing what was happening.
“Well, you said we were having guests today, so I went to the market after school and bought some of your favorite dishes.
We should add a few new dishes every few days!
And…” I put the groceries on the coffee table and walked over to my mother, pulling out a bouquet of flowers I’d hidden behind my back.
“Ta-da!
Beautiful flowers for my lovely mother!”
Seeing the flowers I offered, my mother was first stunned, then her face lit up with a delighted smile.
The florist had bundled the two types of flowers together: pure white lilies surrounding purple roses, looking elegant and noble, extremely beautiful.
“What beautiful flowers!
Thank you, son!
You know how to make your mom happy now!” Mom took the bouquet with both hands, looking at it from left to right, extremely satisfied, her beautiful eyes sparkling as she looked at me.
“Well…
I just passed by a flower shop and suddenly realized l’d never given my mom flowers before, so I thought ld buy some!” I scratched my head, looking a little embarrassed under my mom’s gaze.
Mom smiled, her eyes crinkling, and gently placed the flowers on the coffee table.
She stood up, and before I could react, gently hugged me, tiptoed, and planted a soft kiss on my forehead: “Thank you for the flowers, son.
Mom is so happy!”
The noble and sexy aura that once clung to my mother vanished, replaced by a gentle and beautiful mother in my eyes.
But Mom didn’t know that in that instant she kissed me, my forehead felt the soft, cool touch of her red lips, and my nose filled with her familiar, faint fragrance-a blend of her natural scent and perfume.
It made me feel as if I were a child, being held in her arms and lulled to sleep, the gentle touch of her body against my skin, so soft, so light, Iike a pool of clear water rippling around me.
Especially my chest, gently pressed against her full breasts -so large, so firm-l couldn’t resist wanting to touch them !
“Mom’s kiss!!” Like a lightning bolt, it struck my heart, a strange sensation surging through my body.I instinctively bent over, discreetly slipping my hand into my pocket-I could clearly feel my penis, throbbing with blood, rapidly rising !
Iquickly grabbed the dishes from the coffee table and said to my mother, “Aunt Liu is cooking in the kitchen, right ?” I’ll take the dishes over and let her start cooking.
Mom, you and Qi chat for a bit, I’ll be right there!” Before my mother could react, I hurriedly walked away.
I took the groceries into the kitchen, greeted the cook, and waited a few minutes until my lower body calmed down before heading to the living room.
I was secretly pleased, it seemed the flowers I gave her today weren’t a waste!
Winning Mom’s favor is my victory !
When I got to the living room, Mom was still chatting with Qi Feng, but she wasn’t as enthusiastic as before.
Mom kept glancing at the bouquet, looking extremely happy, while Qi Feng kept glancing in my direction.
When he saw me come out, his eyes flickered, and I wondered what he was thinking.
“You brat, trying to hit on my mom?
I’ll make you pay!” I thought to myself, seething with rage.
“Come here, son,” Mom said, standing up as she saw me come out.
Pointing to Qi Feng, she said, “This is your younger brother, Qi Feng.
He’ll be staying with us for a while.”
Then, pointing at me and Qi Feng, she said, “Xiao Feng, this is Auntie’s son.
He’s a year older than you; you can just call him Brother Fan.”
While Mom was introducing us, Qi Feng’s little eyes kept darting over her voluptuous body, gleaming with lewd light.
Mom didn’t notice, but I was definitely listening intently.
Damn it, he dared to peek at my mom right in front of me!
I stepped forward, standing between my mother and Qi Feng, blocking his view of her.
I put on what I thought was a very “friendly” smile and said to Qi Feng, “You must be Qi Feng, right?
Welcome to my home.
My mother is usually busy with work, so please feel free to tell me if you need anything.
I’Il take good care of you!”
As I spoke, I slapped his thin shoulder.
Qi Feng’s shoulder swayed, and he almost stumbled.
In my vision, Qi Feng’s favorability rating instantly dropped from 60 to 55.
Qi Feng’s expression turned a little ugly, but he still managed a simple smile and said, “Thank you, Brother Feng.
I’ve heard of you at school.
All the girls in my class like you.”
Instantly, I felt a gaze fixed on my back, and my mother’s voice came softly: “Yang Fan, you’re quite famous at school, aren’t you?
Pretty popular with the girls, huh?
Have you been hanging out with your cronies?”
I couldn’t help but curse Qi Feng inwardly.
That kid was cunning; he’d outmaneuvered me so quickly.
I turned to my mother with a forced smile and said, “Mom, don’t be angry.
It’s nothing.
lusually just hang out with a few friends, maybe play basketball a little.
School’s usually over by the time I get home, it’s dark, I have to rush home.
I don’t have time to fool around.
You can ask my homeroom teacher if you don’t believe me.
Saying I’m famous is probably just some people talking about me behind my back because they have nothing better to do than talk about me behind my back, since I’m handsome and a good student!”
As I spoke, I pulled Qi Feng into my arms, looking at him with a half-smile, and said, “Little Qi Feng, do you think what I said is right?”
Qi Feng’s face stiffened fora moment, then he immediately smiled: “That’s right, that’s right, I didn’t explain clearly.
Brother Fan is handsome, studies well, that’s why he’s so famous.
The girls in our class always talk about him!”
My mother’s expression brightened, and she smiled, tapping my forehead with her slender finger.
“Alright, Mom believes you now.
Don’t you feel ashamed of praising yourself?
As the older brother, you should be more serious from now on.
Xiaofeng is weak; you should help him more in the future.”
Then she pulled me and Qi Feng into a casual chat.
Qi Feng kept trying to get closer to my mother, so I sat between them , cutting off all his pointless chatter and giving him no chance to try anything funny.
My mother was quite happy to see us chatting so enthusiastically.
Soon the cook finished preparing the meal.
She had already prepared a lavish spread, and with the additional groceries l’d bought, the table was laden with dishes, each one a feast for the eyes and the palate.
Whether it was because we had guests or because l’d given Mom flowers, she seemed to be in high spirits.
She poured herself a glass of wine-something she doesn’t usually drink-from the wine cabinet, and gave each of us a glass of juice, asking us to drink slowly with her.
Mom chatted casually as she drank, and since we were on good terms, I usually took the lead in conversation.
However, Qi Feng would occasionally crack a witty remark, making Mom chuckle.
This kid even tried to persuade her to drink more, using the juice as a pawn.
Before we knew it, Mom had downed most of her wine, accompanied by the delicious food.
Her pretty face was flushed from the wine, and her eyes became watery and alluring, as if a pool of autumn water was slowly flowing within them.
I noticed Mom was already a bit tipsy, and I knew I couldn’t let her drink anymore.
In my previous life, when this kid first came to our house, Mom took us to a hotel for dinner, and she drank quite a bit then too.
This kid volunteered to support her the whole way, and I don’t know how he took advantage of her the whole time.
This time, I did the same-slowly went to the market to buy groceries and then drove home-just to be on the safe side.
I didn’t expect Mom to still get so drunk.
Even though we’re at home this time, I can’t let him get her drunk!
Seeing that Qi Feng was about to toast his mother again, I whispered to her, “Mom, you’re getting drunk, you can’t drink anymore.”
“It’s alight, Mom has a high alcohol tolerance.
My son has grown up, and Mom is happy today!” Mom smiled and continued drinking, her blush deepening.
I was watching anxiously, when suddenly an idea struck me.
I excused myself to pee and slipped into the storage room.
I poured out a bottle of juice, then took out a bottle of fruit wine and poured it into the juice bottle.
This fruit wine was an imported brand; it tasted sweet and sour, much like juice, but it was very strong.
I often drank it like juice.
I couldn’t prevent Mom from getting drunk, but I could get you drunk first.
I didn’t believe your alcohol tolerance was higher than mine.
I carried the fruit wine back to the restaurant, filled Qi Feng’s glass, and started urging him to drink.
Qi Feng seemed a little confused but didn’t think much of it.
Soon the effects of the alcohol icked in, and Qi Feng’s face gradually turned red, his eyes becoming glazed.
I was also a little tipsy, but still relatively sober.
My mother found it amusing that I was getting Qi Feng drunk, and she even sipped her wine with us.
When Qi Feng was really drunk and almost slumped over the table, his mother finally noticed and gave me a slightly reproachful look, saying, “Xiao Fan, really!
How could you drink fruit wine like that?
Xiao Feng’s already drunk.
I’ve always told you not to touch alcohol, but you just won’t listen.”
I pouted, unconvinced, and said, “I saw this Qi Feng brother keep asking you to drink, so I thought he wanted some alcohol.
I had to give him a try.”
“You child, bullying someone who just arrived isn’t right.
Don’t do that again,” Mom said, tapping my forehead with a hint of annoyance.
“Go help him back to his room; it’s right next to yours.
I’ve already had it tidied up.”
I responded and helped Qi Feng, who was slumped over the table, groaning and unable to move, his room.
I was a little dizzy myself.
When I returned to the dining room, I saw my mother swaying as she tried to stand up.
I quickly went to support her and asked with concern, “Mom, are you going back to your room to rest?
Let me help you up.
I’ll have Aunt Liu tidy up the dining room.”
“Hmm~ Momis a litle dizzy, thank you, son~” Mom, drunk, was surprisingly sweet and gentle, her voice soft and soft, completely lacking her usual elegance and composure.
I put one arm around my mother’s slender waist and helped her up.
Her body went limp under my weight, and she leaned mostly against me.
I felt her soft, yielding body, especially her large breasts.
Because she was lying on her side, most of her breasts were pressed tightly against my chest-so smooth, so firm, constantly swaying and rubbing against me with my movements.
I could almost feel the nipples hidden deep inside her bra slowly becoming engorged and erect
Add to that the unique fragrance emanating from my mother, mixed with the aroma of red wine, which filled my nostrils.
Instantly, I felt my heart pounding, blood rushing to my face, and my penis beginning to stir.
I held my mother tightly, greedily savoring the wonderful sensation of holding her in my arms.
She seemed truly drunk, seemingly oblivious as she nestled against me, her small mouth exhaling breaths tinged with the scent of alcohol, gently blowing against my ear-it tickled and felt so good.
I felt my ears turn red !
The path to Mom’s room suddenly seemed so short, almost instantaneous.
Reluctantly, I let go of her and gently placed her on the bed.
Once there, she seemed a little more sober, shifting slightly as she leaned back against the pillows, half-reclining.
Gently taking my hand, she said ina sweet, slightly tipsy voice, “Thank you, son.
Mom is so touched.
It’s been so long since lI’ve received flowers.
Mom loves you~”
Looking at my mother, half-drunk and half-awake, I suddenly felt a pang of heartache.
She had raised me alone all these years.
Although she lacked nothing materially, she was so lonely.
I hadn’t understood her at all before, which allowed Qi Feng to take advantage of her vulnerability !
I glanced at my mother briefly, and the favorability rating above her head had increased from 75 to 77.
It seemed I had really made the right choice with the flowers.
The thought of soon achieving a breakthrough in my relationship with her filled me with relief.
My heart was filled with tenderness, devoid of any other thoughts.
I gently helped my mother take off her slippers, assisted her to lie down, pulled the thin blanket over her, and prepared to leave the room.
I had just reached the doorway when my mother suddenly threw back the covers and sat up groggily.
Perhaps she was uncomfortable lying down fully clothed; without even opening her eyes, she began to undress.
The fabric of her shirt was very smooth, and several buttons were easily undone.
The shirt slipped onto the bed, revealing her large breasts, encased in an ice-blue lace bra.
They trembled slightly, seemingly breathing, displaying exceptional elasticity.
The snow-white flesh appeared even more soft and smooth against the ice-blue bra, incredibly alluring.
Mom’s bra was incredibly sexy; the slightly sheer fabric was trimmed with lace, and three-quarters of the cups were filled by her ample breasts, just enough to cover her two sexy nipples, revealing even the bright red areolas.
Between her breasts was a long, deep cleavage, utterly captivating!
I stood there dumbfounded at the doorway, staring at the beautiful view before me.
A surge of excitement welled up inside me, and I almost had a nosebleed!
Before I could react, Mom, still seemingly uncomfortable after taking off her shirt, reached behind her back, bent slightly, and appeared to forcefully undo something.
The bra that had been tightly covering her large, plump breasts sprang open, revealing them to me!
I was completely stunned by my mother’s sudden act of taking off her clothes.
My eyes were fixed on her bare upper body, and I felt a warm, wet liquid trickling from my nose.
Involuntarily, I took a step forward and kicked the doorframe with a loud bang.
Hearing the noise, Mom half-opened her beautiful eyes and looked towards the door.
Just as I was internally screaming that something terrible was about to happen, Mom did something I never expected
I watched as Mom gently cupped her large, plump breasts in her small hands, bit her lip, and said to me in a coquettish voice,”Honey, aren’t my big breasts pretty?”
The two large breasts, lifted by the mother, had areolas no bigger than coins, their delicate nipples small and exquisite, like plum blossoms standing proudly atop a snow-capped mountain, captivating the soul.
The full, snowy breasts swayed gently with the mother’s breath, the plum blossoms swaying with them, making one irresistibly want to hold and caress them!
The beautiful scene before me captivated me, but the seductive “husband” uttered from my mother’s lips was like a bucket of cold water poured over my head.
I dared not look any longer, quietly closing the door before fleeing to my own room in a disheveled state.
I collapsed onto the bed, my mind filled with images of my exposed breasts, my heart screaming, “I’m doomed!
I’m doomed!” My mother had clearly been delirious, mistaking me for my deceased father, which was why she called me “husband.” If she found out I was looking at her, I didn’t know what the consequences would be, but I knew without a doubt they would be severe.