Chapter 3: Found by Mom

The expression on Mom’s face gradually changed from astonishment to anger.

My scalp was numb, and my hair stood up. I trembled and said, “Mom ... Mom, why ... why are you back?”

My mother’s beautiful face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost. Her chest was heaving, her body was shaking slightly, and she stared at me angrily. The air seemed to freeze.

Lu Yiyi lowered her head and hid under me, not daring to look up. Mom didn’t say a word. After a moment of stalemate, she slammed the door shut with a bang.

Lu Yiyi suddenly lifted me up, picked up the pillow and hit me hard, while hitting me, she whispered in a crying voice: “It’s all you, it’s all you, I hate you so much!”

I saw that her face was red and hot, and I didn’t dare to say anything more, so I let her vent. The main reason was that I didn’t expect Mom to come back so early. I was almost impotent because of that just now.

After Lu Yiyi vented her anger, she hurriedly took off her mother’s clothes and changed into her own clothes. I comforted her: “It’s okay, it’s okay, you are going home anyway, but I am the unlucky one.” She glared at me: “What do you mean it’s okay? How can I see your mother in the future? It’s so embarrassing! I want to die now. You ... What else, what if your mother tells my mother?” I put my hand on her shoulder and patted her gently: “Don’t worry, this kind of thing ... My mother will never tell your mother, she ... She can’t say it.” “Get out! Don’t touch me anymore in the future!” Lu Yiyi opened my hand and lowered her head to put on her shoes. I took the opportunity to quickly put on two clothes and walked out with her. Before leaving the room, Lu Yiyi was a little scared and looked at me pitifully. I encouraged her for a long time, and finally plucked up the courage, opened the door, and walked out. Mom was like an ice sculpture in the middle of the living room, with her arms folded across her chest, her face livid, her beautiful and charming phoenix eyes narrowed into a slit, as if she was emitting murderous intent before she closed her eyes, and she seemed to be really angry.

Seeing this, Lu Yiyi was so scared that she wanted to retreat. I reached out and pushed her waist, and she lowered her head and walked quickly towards the door in small steps. When she passed by Mom, she lowered her head and whispered, “Auntie, I’m leaving.”

Mom didn’t say anything, I followed Lu Yiyi closely, imitated her, lowered my head, and whispered, “Auntie, I’m leaving too. Ouch~! It hurts!”

Mom grabbed my ear and pulled it back hard. Lu Yiyi not only watched me die, but also took the opportunity to quickly open and close the door and slip away.

Mom twisted my ear, pulled me to the bedroom door, and then kicked me in. I staggered to the foot of the bed, curled up into a ball, blinked my eyes, and looked at her pitifully.

My mother looked around for a weapon, but she couldn’t find a suitable one after searching for a long time. Finally, I couldn’t help it, pointed to the bookshelf, and whispered: “Dictionary.”

She looked at the bookshelf in the direction of my finger, turned back and glared at me: “Why do you have to talk too much?” Then she rolled up her sleeves, walked over angrily, and slapped me on the head with her bare hands for more than ten times.

In the past, I made mistakes and was often beaten, but they were all on the arms and buttocks. It was rare that they were so hard as today, hitting the head. In my eyes, my mother now is a roaring female dragon. I am afraid of angering her again. I endure the pain and dare not even hum.

After beating me for a while, my mother grabbed my ears again, glared at me breathlessly, and asked with gritted teeth: “What were you doing just now?”

“No ... nothing, just ... just chatting.”

“Chatting? What? And, what did you say when I pushed the door in just now? Tell me again.”

“I forgot.” I dared not repeat it again even if I was beaten to death.

“Forgot, you forgot. Okay, you forgot.” My mother pressed my neck with one hand and slapped my head with the other hand, cursing: “You little bastard, you have no respect, you dare to make any joke, right!”

I begged for mercy: “I was wrong, I was wrong, I was really wrong.”

After beating me for a while, my mother let me go, stepped back two steps, put her hands on her hips, glared at me, and gasped heavily. This is the first time I have ever seen her so angry. I was getting more and more scared. I dared not say any dirty words I usually said. I could only admit my mistakes honestly: “Mom, I was wrong, I was really wrong. I won’t dare to do it again.”

“You were wrong? You still know you are wrong?” Mom roared: “Kneel there!”

I shuddered and knelt on the ground.

Mom pointed at the clothes on the bed and asked: “Tell me, what’s going on?”

“This ... this...” I suddenly found that my usual cleverness was gone. I hesitated for a long time and said: “It was Yiyi, she ... she wanted to wear it, so I got her two pieces.”

“She wanted to wear it?” Mom obviously didn’t believe my lies.

“Yes, yes, she ... she said she especially liked your clothes. She said you look good in them, and she also wants to try them.” Lu Yiyi was not here at the moment, so I threw the blame on her for the time being. Anyway, she also threw the blame on me at her mother’s place yesterday, so it was fair.

“Oh, she wants to wear it? If she wants to wear it, you can give her your mother’s clothes. Did you get my consent?”

Mom put her hands on her hips and stared at me condescendingly.

“Mom, don’t you like her very much? When she came to our house, you gave her this and that, just like your own daughter, closer than Beibei.”

“Still talking back!” Mom roared, and I was so scared that I shut up immediately.

Mom stared at me for a moment and asked again: “I ask you, did you take away all the socks I lost before?”

“I ... I...”

“Did you give them all to Lu Yiyi?”

“Yes, yes, I gave them to her. She ... she likes them.” I took the opportunity to throw the pot out again. Good Yiyi, I’m sorry for you. I really don’t dare to admit to my mother that I put her socks on my dick and masturbated.

“You are so generous, giving your girlfriend your mother’s clothes. Do you know how expensive those socks are? Have you forgotten your mother now that you have a wife?”

“No, no, no, mom, your position in my heart cannot be replaced by anyone.”

“Still talking nonsense, still talking nonsense!” Mom hit me on the head twice, angrily saying: “Ling Xiaodong, I tell you, I just spoiled you too much, spoiled you to the point of lawlessness. You don’t know how to be ashamed. Kneel here and reflect on yourself.”

After saying that, mom picked up the clothes on the bed and slammed the door. My legs were numb from kneeling, but I didn’t dare to get up. After a while, I vaguely heard someone talking in the living room, as if my mother was talking to someone on the phone.

My heart skipped a beat. Could it be that she was talking to Lu Yiyi’s mother on the phone? If her mother knew about this, it would be a big trouble.

After kneeling for more than half an hour, my mother pushed the door in, stared at me for a moment, and then sat down by the bed. The room was dead silent. I wanted to say something, but I didn’t dare to speak.

After a long while, my mother said, “I just talked to your Aunt Rong on the phone.”

Before she could finish, I rushed to say, “You didn’t tell Aunt Rong everything, did you? Such a shameful thing, you...”

“Kneel down.” My mother shouted, “You still know shame?”

“I don’t care, but Yiyi is a girl after all. If her mother knew about this...”

I was halfway through my words, and I saw my mother glaring at me, so I quickly shut up.

Mom suppressed her anger and said as gently as possible: “I went out early this morning to meet Yiyi’s mother. We, as mothers, have no objection to your two dating. We are also mentally prepared for you to develop to that stage. But you are now in the third year of high school, which is a crucial year. We originally planned that you two should separate for a year. After you are admitted to college, you can talk about whatever you want. Even if you really want to get married, we have no objection.”

I quickly joined in: “I support it. I fully support this proposal.”

“Too late!”

“What do you mean too late?”

“From now on, you are not allowed to see Lu Yiyi again.”

“Ah?” I frowned: “You ... are you going to break up the couple?”

“I will break up the couple “I ... not ... you ... why?” “You still have the nerve to ask why?” Mom stared at me: “Just now, how can you let me meet Lu Yiyi in the future? Isn’t it embarrassing?” “Yes, it’s a bit embarrassing. But you and Aunt Rong are good friends after all. You can’t hide from her daughter all your life, right?” “Why should I hide from her? Am I ashamed to see people? She should hide from me. Besides, as long as she doesn’t fall in love with you and doesn’t enter our house, why should I be embarrassed with her?” “You won’t do that? Lu Yiyi is very generous. After a while, she will get over it.” “She is generous, and your mother is small.” Mom turned her head and said, “I can’t get over it.” “Mom~! “I knelt on my knees, moved to my mother’s side, hugged her black silk legs with both hands, put my face close to her, pretended to be crying, and begged: “You are a magnanimous person, please be kind and forgive her. Yiyi is the love of my life, I really can’t live without her.”

Mom sneered: “You are so ... talking the same old thing. Just now you said that your mother’s position in your heart cannot be replaced by anyone, and now it becomes that Lu Yiyi is your love of your life. Which of your words is true?”

“This ... after all, they can’t be compared. One is mother, and the other is wife. Mom, wife, wife, mom, you can’t live without anyone.”

“Don’t talk nonsense to me, you don’t need a wife now, you only need mom.”

“No ... you, you are just naked hegemonism.”

Mom raised her eyebrows: “I am hegemonism, if you have the guts, run away from home and go by yourself.”

I hugged my mother’s beautiful legs in stockings tightly with both hands, and smiled flatteringly: “How dare I, even if you lend me a hundred courages, I dare not run away from home. Besides, I can’t bear to leave you, mommy.”

“You talk nonsense all day long.”

Mom slapped the back of my head, and I cried out in pain. Mom looked down at me, hesitated for a moment, stretched out her hand to rub my head, and asked: “Does it hurt?”

I pouted, nodded, and then put my face on the icy and slippery legs in stockings, pretending to be extremely aggrieved, and said it hurt.

“You deserve it. You deserve a beating every day.” Although the words were harsh, her hands kept rubbing my head gently.

“Mom, I was wrong. I will never make you angry again.”

My mother’s anger just now really scared me. Now that my mother’s anger has subsided, I am gradually attracted by the black silk legs under the gray professional narrow skirt. Since I learned the Internet term “holding thighs”, every time I make a mistake, I will kneel on the ground, pretending to be a joker and acting coquettish, and hug my mother’s silk stockings legs tightly.

In fact, I just want to take advantage of my mother. Sometimes when I am having fun, I will pretend to accidentally lift up my mother’s skirt and sneak a peek at the beautiful scenery under the skirt wrapped in pantyhose. I know that this is wrong and against morality, but I just can’t control my inner desire because it is too exciting.

I have liked the touch of stockings since I was a child. After the awakening of sexual consciousness, I have a special liking for beauties wearing stockings.

But I couldn’t go out on the street and touch other people’s stockings secretly, so I could only do it to my mother at home. After all, even if my mother found something unusual, she wouldn’t treat me as a hooligan and send me to the police station. At most, she would give me a beating, which was still acceptable compared to touching the beautiful legs in stockings.

And I suspect that the reason why I became a severe stockings fetishist is related to my mother’s love of wearing stockings.

Because my childhood memories are basically all formatted, only the picture of my mother wearing various stockings is deeply imprinted in my mind. Whether it is true or not, I often use this reason to convince and comfort myself.

Due to my mother’s influence, I know a lot about stockings. For example, the black pantyhose my mother is wearing today is velvet stockings. It is slightly less transparent than crystal silk, but has better elasticity, better feel, dense and delicate, soft and smooth.

I like my mother to wear this kind of stockings the most, because the surface of the stockings has a little matte, which makes it look more noble and elegant, which matches my mother’s temperament.

Maybe I was too involved in touching it, and my mother felt something was wrong. She rubbed it and suddenly raised her hand to my head again, scolding: “Get up! What do you look like all day long.”

Although I was very reluctant, I still let go of my mother’s black silk legs and wanted to stand up, but because I knelt for a long time, my legs were numb, and I knelt down again with a “thump” halfway up.

My mother was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter and said with a smile: “What are you doing? It’s not the New Year yet. You’re giving me such a big gift, but there’s no New Year’s money.”