Chapter 36: I hold the stockings tightly

Alas, I always get horny and don’t think about the consequences.

I patted my forehead helplessly, spread the stockings flat on the bed, pinched the waistband with one hand and the heel with the other, and pulled them to both sides. Fortunately, the material of the stockings is very elastic and the quality is also good. The position of the buttocks has not become wrinkled, otherwise I really don’t know what to do.

Finally, I wiped the little semen on it with toilet paper, and it was done.

As for whether my mother can find it, it depends on God’s will...

Besides, if it is hung on the balcony, it will not leave any smell when the wind blows, so I comforted myself in my heart.

I tiptoed to the door, pushed it open and found that there was no one in the living room. I looked at the door of my parents’ bedroom and found that it was half-closed. They should be in the bedroom.

It’s just right. Take this time to hang the stockings on the balcony quickly. Don’t wait for my mother to wake up and find that two pairs of stockings are missing. That would be a disaster.

I came to the balcony quietly, and just as I put my hand into my trouser pocket, before I could take out the stockings, I saw my mother coming out of the bedroom. Her hair was fluffy and her face was lazy. It was obvious that she had just woken up from a nap.

When she found me standing on the balcony, my mother just glanced at me lightly, said nothing, and walked towards the bathroom.

I stood there, too nervous to speak, and even my hands in my trouser pockets were sweating.

Fortunately, my mother had just woken up, and her consciousness was a little confused at this time, so she didn’t notice that there were two less stockings on the hanger.

If she was awake, my mother would definitely see it at a glance.

After many years of teaching career, my mother has already trained a pair of sharp eyes. Which student dozed off during class, which student passed a small note during the exam, my mother stood on the podium and basically glanced at it, and she could find it.

In layman’s terms: very sharp eyes.

After my mother walked into the bathroom and closed the door, before I could catch my breath, my father followed me out of the bedroom.

“What are you doing standing there? Why don’t you go back to study?” Dad said as he sat on the sofa in the living room and picked up a magazine to read.

Although I was extremely depressed, I had to act like nothing had happened and said, “The living room is a bit stuffy, I’ll open the window.”

“Isn’t there an air conditioner?” After saying that, Dad found the remote control in the drawer of the coffee table, turned on the air conditioner, and set the temperature to 23 degrees.

The cool breeze blew over, not only reducing the heat in my body, but also cooling my heart.

In the time it took to say these few words, Mom had already come out of the bathroom and stood at the door, squinting her eyes, staring straight at me, or at the clothes hanger above my head.

It seemed that Mom might have discovered that two pairs of stockings hanging on the balcony were missing for no reason.

With Mom’s intelligence, she could probably figure out that I took the stockings.

Even if I didn’t admit that I took the stockings, so what? This did not hinder my mother’s judgment. After all, there was a precedent, and there was no one else in this family except my parents and me.

I stood there uneasily, a little panicked. Would my mother reveal my evil thoughts in front of my father this time, and then get angry with me? Would she teach me physics together with my father?

I thought: Probably not.

If my mother really did that, how would my father and I get along?

My mother would definitely not want to see such a thing happen. Thinking of this, I felt relieved.

“Why did you turn on the air conditioner?” Mom asked casually, stepping on slippers and walking towards the balcony.

Dad still looked down at the magazine, and didn’t raise his head and said: “Your son feels hot, turn on the air conditioner to cool down.” But he didn’t realize that the atmosphere in the house had become a little weird.

As my mother got closer and closer, my heart was getting tighter and tighter.

Stealing my mother’s stockings and being caught, it seems that I will really become the pervert in Jiang Yueyue’s mouth.

I lowered my head and didn’t dare to look up at my mother until she came closer to me. A figure appeared in front of me. She was wearing a white gauze nightgown. Under the scorching summer sun, her white skin was faintly visible.

Even in this tense and flustered situation, it still attracted my attention. My lowered eyes involuntarily focused on my mother’s naked lotus feet. The five round toes and the skin were like a newborn baby, white and flawless, so cute that people wanted to squat down and suck them.

I don’t know why, although I was so nervous, my mind couldn’t control itself from imagining and fantasizing about my mother.

Maybe it was because my mother’s punishment for me was always thunderous but little rain, which made me more courageous.

But! What I never expected was!

The next second!

Without any warning, my mother suddenly grabbed my wrist and pulled my hand out of my trouser pocket. The stockings I was holding tightly in my hand also trembled and fell to the ground.

In an instant, I was completely stunned, looking at my mother stupidly, my mind was blank, what was my mother doing! Isn’t she afraid of being seen by my father?

But my mother was not surprised at all, as if she had known that I had her stockings in my pocket. The narrow and long phoenix eyes were tightly squinted, the gloom on her face became more and more intense, and even her breathing became heavy.

I was scared, I was timid.

I was afraid that my mother would tear my face apart, expose my evil deeds in front of my father, and let my father punish me.

I don’t know how my father will punish me, but I know that once my evil thoughts about my mother are exposed, my father’s subsequent anger will never be something I can bear!

The more I think about it, the more I feel that the consequences are serious, even serious enough that I can’t afford it. Looking at my mother with a bitter face, I opened my mouth, but the word “Mom” could not be shouted out. I kept praying in my heart, Mom, you are generous, don’t get angry with me now.

Perhaps she felt my inner monologue. My mother was silent for a long time, sighed silently, and put on a complicated expression. She looked at me dimly. That ... maybe she was disappointed.

“Go back to the room to study.” The plain tone sounded in my ears. I couldn’t tell whether she was happy or angry, but I understood that this was just the prelude to the storm.

Although my mother temporarily spared me, it was for my father’s sake. My mother didn’t want my father to know about this, otherwise it would affect their relationship and had nothing to do with me.

Despite this, I still looked at my mother with gratitude. Then I quickly picked up the stockings on the ground, put them in my pocket, and left the balcony like I was escaping.

I picked up the stockings because I was hot-headed, so I didn’t dare to look at my mother’s next reaction.

Because I could imagine, was she caught off guard? Or was she furious in an instant?

My father was sitting on the sofa, reading the magazine in his hand with relish, but he didn’t know that my mother and I had already had a fierce confrontation on the balcony.

It’s just that I was the one who was crushed by my mother.

Back in the bedroom, I sat on the edge of the bed with lingering fear, my heart thumping, and I felt like I had survived a disaster.

What did I just do? I actually picked up her stockings in front of my mother!

I thought, I must be crazy!

I took the stockings out of my pocket with trembling hands, and couldn’t help but put them in front of my nose and smelled them, and the familiar smell came back.