Chapter 13

After revealing the dusty past in my heart to the person I trust the most and closest to, my mother changed a little.

Although she still refused to dress too fashionably and resolutely refused to wear skirts, the color of her clothes was a little brighter. And I began to seriously consider the feasibility of leaving this city. I was confident that I had the ability to support my mother, but it would definitely be difficult in the early stage, and I didn’t want my mother to suffer the slightest.

“Mom, I’m a little busy at work recently, and I may have to work overtime frequently!”

“Okay, Mom will make more delicious food, don’t be too tired...” Mom didn’t notice it at all. I reduced the number of times I had sex with my mother because I got another part-time job selling insurance everywhere, and I needed money!

I must have underestimated my mother and thought I could hide everything from her. Mom had suspected it a long time ago. I used to have endless strength on her, often making her sweat all over, but my penis was still as hard as iron. Recently, it’s not working. No matter how young you are, your physical strength is always limited. In order to make more money, I run harder than anyone else and often overdraw my physical strength.

Looking at my sexy and charming mother lying beside me, I really couldn’t do it like before. Sometimes I had to pester my mother to have sex two or three times a night to be satisfied. My mother began to suspect that I had a woman younger than her outside.

“Weiwei, you are not right recently. Tell me what you often do outside...”

“No, didn’t I say that the company often works overtime!” I was still hiding the truth. I couldn’t tell my mother the truth, otherwise she would be sad. I absolutely couldn’t make my mother sad.

“You used to be at home when I got off work, but I often don’t see you recently. At night ... less...”

My mother couldn’t say that I had vented less on her body recently, but that’s what she thought in her heart.

“What do you want? What do you want less? Mom...” I stared at my mother with a wicked smile, avoiding her questions.

“Don’t interrupt. Some time ago, when I got home and didn’t change my shoes, you ... pushed me to the corner and bullied me...” Although my mother was angry in her heart, she blushed when she recalled those scenes.

Before having sex with my mother, she went home and changed into slippers with only two thin straps on the uppers. When she hung her handbag on the hanger on tiptoe, her buttocks were lifted up and her trouser legs were raised, revealing a small part of her white and smooth calves, and her heels stood up to reveal her complete tender soles. This scene once made me very beastly.

After having sex with my mother, of course I would not let go of this dream. I pushed my mother against the wall several times to untie her belt, so that she would stick out her plump buttocks and let me thrust my penis into her from behind. My mother often screamed exaggeratedly, which satisfied me again and again. Of course I remember these scenes.

“Oh ... blame me for not bullying my mother at any time? It turns out that my mother likes to be bullied by me...” Although the tone was relaxed, I felt that I was a little confused.

“Wow...” My mother cried out. “Do you ... dislike my mother for being old and no longer like her...

... woooo...”

“No!...” I hugged my mother’s thin shoulders and comforted her softly.

“Mom, actually I got another job, I want to make more money!”

“Aren’t we living well now? Why do we need so much money?”

“Mom, isn’t it good to have more money?” I kissed my mother’s smooth neck, the unique fragrance of a mature woman wafted into my nose.

“Having a lot of money is of course a good thing, but you have to have the life to enjoy it. How can you enjoy it if your body is broken?”

I may have really looked down on my mother in the past, and I didn’t know how to refute her words. It seems that I can only tell the truth: “Mom, actually I want to take you away from this city. I don’t want my mother to live under the shadow of her youth. I want my mother to be happy, to make friends and socialize like an ordinary woman, to wear her favorite clothes and run around the world without considering other people’s eyes...”

My mother cried even more sadly, and her tears fell like beads with a broken string. “Weiwei, my dear, it’s my fault. I wrongly blamed you...”

“Don’t cry, mom, I said I would try my best to make you happy all my life.”

“Leave this city? Have you ever thought about it? Here are your classmates, colleagues, friends, and everything here is familiar to you. Living in a strange city is not as easy as you think. You have to spend a lot of time to adapt to the environment ... Mom has had such feelings!”

My eyes were a little hazy, as if I was planning another life. My tone was more sophisticated than my age: “I have thought about everything mom said, but I don’t need anything except mom in this life. What strange environment, as long as I can live with mom, I will be happy.”