Chapter 37: Family Dinner

Mom’s face gradually turned cold, her breathing became heavier, her narrow eyes narrowed tightly, staring at me: “You...”

Before Mom finished speaking, Dad pushed the door open and walked in from outside, looking at us in confusion: “What are you two doing? What are you fighting for?”

Mom narrowed her eyes, glared at me fiercely, and then her expression suddenly eased. She let go of the stockings in her hand and turned to look at Dad: “Your son only knows how to play mobile games in the room, and he doesn’t study. You spoiled him.”

Dad smiled a little awkwardly, laughed, and said: “What’s wrong with me? It’s just playing games. It’s almost the third year of high school. The study pressure is high. It’s not a bad idea to relax in advance?”

Mom glanced at Dad with dissatisfaction, then turned and stared at me: “Give me the phone.”

Although I was a hundred times reluctant in my heart, I still handed over the phone obediently.

After my mother took it, she looked at the stockings I was holding tightly in my other hand and glared at me warningly.

I seemed to understand what my mother meant, but I didn’t put it in my trouser pocket. Instead, I boldly stuffed the stockings into my crotch in front of my mother.

I saw that my mother’s slender and fair neck instantly turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, rippling, as if it was stained with a layer of sunset glow.

My mother widened her eyes, opened her mouth but didn’t say anything, and finally glared at me fiercely, turned around decisively, and walked out of the bedroom.

Dad didn’t have time to speak and was also dragged out by my mother.

When the two of them went out, I immediately jumped off the bed, closed the door, and locked it.

I sat back on the bed, patting my chest with fear, and I was scared.

I don’t know where I got so much courage. I dared to confront my mother just now, and just now, I stuffed the stockings into my crotch in front of her. I’m afraid I’m going to die.

But just now, I seemed to notice that my mother’s neck was flushed. Could it be that my mother would be shy?

No way?

Besides, how could my mother be shy with me? At most, she would be disgusted by my behavior of stuffing stockings into my crotch.

I don’t want to think too much. Anyway, the stockings are left to me, but it’s a pity for the phone.

My phone was confiscated by my mother, which is secondary. The most important thing is that I downloaded a lot of mother-son incest on my phone, and the phone has not set a password, which is terrible.

I don’t know if my mother will look through my phone. Forget it, no matter what, if she sees it, she will see it. At most, I will be beaten again.

As the saying goes: Beating is love and scolding is love. If you don’t beat or scold, you won’t love each other.

I glanced at the door, and excitedly pulled open my pants and took the stockings out of my crotch, as if I was staring at some heirloom, my eyes were shining.

These are my mother’s stockings, and there are two pairs!

Smelling the stockings in my hand, my limp cock instantly erected a tent in my crotch. I simply took off my pants and lay directly on the bed. I wrapped my cock tightly with the black stockings on my thighs and started to stroke it rhythmically.

I imagined my mother in a white nightgown, lying on the bed with her limbs down, her two beautiful legs tightly together, her thighs clamped around my cock, letting me gallop.

The unspeakable excitement brought by my mother’s close-fitting stockings can simply drive me crazy, and the frequency of stroking my cock in my hand is getting faster and faster.

When I thought about the fact that my mother knew very well what I was going to do with her stockings, but she never pointed it out, I felt an inexplicable excitement in my heart.

It was as if my mother and I had secretly done something extraordinary behind my father’s back.

The forbidden and immoral fantasies seemed to have opened the floodgates, like a flood and beast, and it was unstoppable.

In my mind, the fire of desire was burning fiercely, and I had hallucinations:

My parents’ bedroom, the Simmons mattress that belonged to them, the gray sheets, and my mother in a white nightgown, half-covered.

I held my thick and long cock, kneeled in front of my mother, and lifted up the white nightgown with trembling hands.

Holding my cock, I slowly approached the mysterious flesh hole.

“Don’t...” Mom looked up, her eyes flashing with entanglement, and her face showed pain.

I followed her line of sight and looked...

That was the wedding photo of Dad and Mom.

Black suit, white wedding dress, sweet smile.

“Puff!” The cock was completely immersed.

“Hmm...”

“Mom!” I closed my eyes, the veins on my forehead were tense, and I growled, and quickly stroked my cock twice, and a large ball of semen was shot out.

This time, I didn’t have any scruples and shot all of it on my mother’s stockings.

“Huh...” Relaxed, I lay on my back on the bed, without wearing pants, just staring at the ceiling.

My eyes were a little empty.

“Pah!” Suddenly, I slapped myself hard.

My mother didn’t walk into my bedroom all afternoon.

And after hiding the stockings, I sat down at the computer desk and took out the English test paper.

It was a little after six in the evening, and the sky darkened.

I had just finished the test paper in my hand and put down the pen when the door rang.

I opened the door and my father was standing at the door: “Dad, what’s wrong?”

“Change clothes and go out for dinner tonight.”

“Oh, okay.”

I thought my mother was in a bad mood and was too lazy to cook. When I arrived at the place and looked at the high-end Japanese restaurant, I remembered that it seemed that at noon, my father said he wanted to go out to celebrate.

After all, my father’s deputy senior professional title review was passed, which was a big happy event for our family.

Walking into the restaurant and following my mother, I noticed that she was dressed up carefully today.

A chiffon short shirt with three-quarter sleeves, black three-quarter wide-leg pants, and slender long legs in high heels without stockings, revealing a small section of white calves, shiny ankles and insteps, crystal clear, white and flawless, showing the temperament of an urban lady.

Standing next to my mother, I can still smell a faint scent of perfume, the fragrance surrounds the tip of my nose, refreshing.

Glancing sideways, under the reflection of the chandelier, my mother’s originally fair face is now more like a porcelain doll, smooth and flawless, without a single flaw.

Following the line of sight down, the high and bulging breasts...

My mother seemed to notice my eyes, turned her head and glared at me fiercely, and warned me in a low voice: “Behave yourself.”

“I’ll settle the score with you tomorrow!” My mother said at the end.

I muttered to myself: I don’t owe you anything.

While thinking about it, I took off my shoes and put them at the door of the private room like my parents.

Speaking of which, this seems to be my second or third time to eat Japanese food. The taste is not bad, but I can’t adapt to the Japanese dining habits.

Fortunately, this restaurant is not the kind of kneeling style. There is a step under the table, so people can sit and eat directly.

“I heard from Lao Zhang that the eel rice in this restaurant tastes very good. You can try it.” Dad said with a smile.

“Which Lao Zhang?”

“The one in the orthopedics department. Didn’t you see it last time you took your son to the hospital? It was he who introduced this place to me.”

Mom glanced at the environment of the private room, and then frowned slightly and said: “Just eat something simple, but you have to come here, it’s so expensive.”

“I’m happy! Besides, we don’t lack this little money.” Dad smiled, and his eyebrows couldn’t stop the joy.