Chapter 2

In July, when I returned to work, the company received a large order. I was busy for a month. After finally getting it done, the boss would give me a few days off for a while.

Sleeping until midnight on the sun, I looked at the alarm clock and it turned out that it was already past 12 o'clock when I walked into the hall and saw the bread and porridge left on the table. It seemed that it was the breakfast left by my mother for me.

I remembered that my mother said yesterday that she was going to the city’s cultural bureau today and only went home in the evening

I ate some casually and sat lazily on the sofa. I was used to being busy at work and never worried about the family affairs. Now I am at home but I don’t know what to do.

My husband went to work in the morning and felt that the house was as empty as my heart

Sitting on the sofa and watching TV for a while, I feel like I have to move

After scanning the house, I decided to do some cleaning

So I took out the broom and got busy inside and out, and applied the furniture again. The kitchen was the most sloppy. I even applied the range hood once. I was so tired that I was gray-headed and covered in sweat, and my whole body was soaked.

After drinking water and resting for a while, I went back to my room to change my clothes and prepared to throw the dirty clothes into the washing machine

But when I opened the cover of the washing machine, my light found something interesting, which seemed to be...

But I wasn't sure, so I slowly pulled it out

First, a slender black shoulder strap, then a dark red bra with silk texture. The top of the cup is inlaid with black lace and the bottom is decorated with embroidered lace in different colors.

Red and black, this is a bra that exudes a soft temperament. Any woman will be unable to let go of it after seeing it.

I've definitely never bought this one. There are only people in the family who can use it, but my mother is the only one left.

But my mother has always been simple and simple. She has always used the old-fashioned bra, either white or flesh-colored, without any style or decoration. I remember that when I saw my mother drying clothes last month, she was still the old-fashioned underwear. She had not changed it for many years. I advised her to change her fresh and trendy styles. She smiled and said that there was no need, and she changed her mind so quickly?

But this is not a bad thing. At least I am happy that my mother accepts new things. Moreover, this bra is really beautiful. I flattened it and admired it for a few more glances, and found something special.

This bra is a D cup, it is true that a small papaya can be put in it. This is the size of my mother

But there is very little fabric used on the cup cover. I looked at it several times and suddenly realized that this is a half-cup-shaped bust

In my mind, I could immediately imagine that this cup can only cover the nipple position, and most of the chest will be exposed to the air. If worn on my mother's round and full body, the pair of snow-white meat balls that are about to emerge, the deep cleavage, and the two steps, the rippling blue waves and the crumbling visual flesh will definitely make all the men you see crazy and make women jealous.

Speaking of jealous mother's figure, even my daughter is not spared

I sighed and flipped it out and washed it all. Hey, something even more surprising is still there.

I took out another piece of women's underwear, which had less fabric. The hip-covered part was almost the width of a slap, which could only cover half of the butt, and the waist was also low. If it weren't for the decent triangular fabric in front, this would be almost a sexy underwear

The whole underwear is also dark red background with black lace pattern, which is obviously the same as the bra.

I was wondering about my mother's huge change. My hands felt that my underwear was a little wet, and I suddenly smelled a strange and familiar smell. In an instant, my scalp exploded and I stood blankly for a few seconds.

It seemed like a long time later that I came to my senses and slowly took my mother's underwear to my nose. The closer I got to the strange and familiar smell, the more obvious it was. Even though I hadn't had sex with my husband for a long time, I still easily smelled a rich smell of semen.

Whose semen is on the underwear?

There is only one male member in my family, I can't imagine it anymore

Does my mother know her new love and have an intimate relationship?

But no matter how I want to make up stories for my mother, I can't lose that terrible idea

Thinking is like a running wild horse, I can't control it anymore, so I dare not think about it again

I walked into the hall in a daze, sitting on the sofa in a daze

After a while, I came to my senses, then watched TV, cleaned up my room, lie down to rest, but my mind was thumping all day long, and I didn't know what I was doing.

It was finally over 5 o'clock in the afternoon when my husband came home and opened the door to see me lying on the sofa. He took off his shoes and sat down next to me and said softly: Dear, you are so busy lately, you are exhausted, how are you resting today?

I forced a smile, and was hesitating about how to answer, so my husband stroked my cheek with his broad palm and looked at me

From his concerned eyes, what I saw was the expression of sincere emotions, without any pretense

I couldn't help but shut my eyes and enjoy the warmth of my husband's palm

I have to say that my husband's palms are so special, with slender and strong fingers, plump and strong palm flesh, the texture and lines of his palms are like his figure, so perfect that they cannot be picked.

His palms are more like a magic. Whenever they touch my skin, they can always awaken a wonderful sense of pleasure. The skin is gently rubbed by delicate palm lines, and the contact of each palm lines is like a gentle caress.

I couldn't help but press my hand on the palm of his cheek, and squinted my eyes and enjoyed it even more

Maybe things are not what I thought!

My husband gently pecked my forehead with his mouth, turned around and went back to the room to change his clothes

I was still lying on the sofa, watching TV absent-mindedly

After he came out, he started stretching on the balcony

Whenever after get off work, my husband always does half an hour of fitness exercise to keep his body healthy and strong muscles. In his words, he maintains his professional image

Our house has two bedrooms and one living room, and the hall is 50 square meters.

Facing north is a large terrace, my mother planted some flowers and plants, and also used them to dry clothes.

The terrace is the front part of the hall, which is open and has no debris or furniture. My husband usually does exercise here and faces the bathroom. My husband and I usually use the bathroom in the master bedroom. Since my mother moved to sleep in the guest room, this one in the hall is basically used by my mother.

In the middle of the hall is a TV cabinet and sofa combination, connecting the main door and the master bedroom on the other side, so you can see the sofa as soon as you open the door.

The last part of the hall is the dining room, next to it is the room where my mother lives, and further south is the kitchen

My husband was wearing loose three-quarter pants and vest. After stretching, he took out a sports mat and spread it in the anteroom. He sat down and did sit ups. Even if I sat on the sofa, I could clearly see his bulging crotch. Even if the huge root was not erect, it still stood out under the action of loose shorts.

Then he turned over and did push-ups. From my perspective, the scenery inside his crotch was faintly visible, and the two big duck egg-like testicles jumped up and down with the movement.

A thought suddenly flashed through my mind: If my mother was at home, would she see the same scene?

I felt cold in my heart, and I felt like I had grabbed something, but my mood also fell to the bottom.

My husband's two strong gluteal muscles gathered and relaxed at a strange frequency, as if it was not the butt but a huge heart beating

The ape-armed bee waist is matched with his height, and all kinds of muscle lines exposed to the air show masculinity everywhere. He is definitely not the kind of short-sexy guy who is straightforward.

My husband used dumbbells and did the whole set of movements in a flowing way

But I had no intention of appreciating carefully. With a bad mood, I watched TV absent-mindedly, and looked at my husband's actions from time to time. Until I was around six o'clock, my mother came back from the Cultural Bureau.

He greeted each other. Seeing that I was in a bad mood, my mother immediately asked with concern: What's wrong, Wenwen, where is you feeling uncomfortable? She covered my forehead while saying that

My mother's care warmed my heart, but I couldn't clear my doubts. I forced myself to laugh: I've been busy for a month, and suddenly I'm a little uncomfortable when I'm free.

You just know how to work and don’t care about your money and can earn money any time, but you need to protect your body, especially you have just had surgery and need to be well treated. Something happened in the bureau today. When I come back late, I will go to make a meal immediately.

As he said, he got up and went to the kitchen

Mom, I'll help you. My husband just changed his clothes and came out of the bedroom.

I watched my husband and mother busy in the kitchen. This familiar scene in the past is particularly dazzling today.

At the dinner table, the husband chatted and laughed, creating an atmosphere, and my mother was amused and talked about her work today.

Because their work is highly flexible and has high autonomy, my work is a relatively boring study. In the past, the same was true at home. If they talk a lot, I tend to be a listener

But today I saw something I shouldn't see, and I always feel that my husband's humor has a little bit of pleasing to my mother, but the look of my mother looking at her husband contains a faint feeling.

Is this a psychological effect?

still……

After dinner, my husband went to the room to surf the Internet. My mother cleaned up the kitchen, sat down and ate fruit while watching TV with me. Occasionally asked about my work and physical condition. I answered absent-mindedly, quietly observing my mother's face, and I could not see anything unusual.

Then my mother took a shower and said she wanted to go back to the room to write some documents. I also washed up and went back to the bedroom and sat on the bed to read books.

After taking a shower, my husband sat in front of the computer again. I lay on the bed holding a book, but my eyes couldn't help but glance at his strong back. The more I wanted to see something, the more I felt that I couldn't see through his back.

When I was holding the book in a silly manner, my husband turned off the computer and touched the bed after playing a few games of chess and cards.

He climbed onto the bed with a affectionate look on his face, with a smile on his lips, and his right hand slid from my toes to my thighs, and then his hips and waist. In the past few years as a couple, I already understand what he wants to do

He buried his face in my chest and took a deep breath. I must have been fragrant after taking a shower. He made a satisfying sound, and then kissed my shoulder blades, neck, and then to the ears.

I put the book on the head of the bed, fiddled with my body, and then my husband kissed my cheek with his lips, looking at his handsome face, and I couldn't help but kiss his lips

My husband pried open my lips and incisors with his dexterous tongue, and walked through my mouth like a snake looking for prey in a cave.

Finally, his damp and warm tongue licked my tongue, and then flew around in different ways

I don't know if my husband's skills are too good or if I like kissing too, so I can only breathe and let out a whisper... My mind is filled with the pleasure coming from my mouth.

I don't know how long it took, but I suddenly felt my lower body tightening. My husband's hand was already covering my mons pubis along the inner side of his thighs, and he skillfully used his middle finger to scratch my private parts through his underwear.

If I were to be normal, I might have been provoked and slowly secreted love fluid

But today, my husband's actions made me shudder, and I remembered the panties covered with semen that I saw during the day.

I think no woman can have a love affair with her husband when she has doubts, especially her most beloved mother.

In an instant, my lust retreated like a tide. I clamped my thighs and held my husband's wrist to stop him from moving more.

My husband stopped kissing and looked at me in confusion, his eyes filled with confusion

If it were before, even if I could not have sex with my husband because of too little secretion, at least he would have become addicted to it.

My heart felt soft when I looked at my husband's eyes, but I really didn't have the heart to continue. I could only say with a hard heart: I'm a little tired today, I want to take a break early

Oh! Sorry, my wife, I forgot that you worked overtime a while ago, so it was time to take good care of you

Sorry, Awei

Fool, your body is the most important thing! After my husband finished speaking, he pecked my forehead gently and stroked my shoulder with a smile to show comfort.

When my husband turned off the light and lay down, I carried my husband on his back, lay motionless, pretending to be asleep slowly

But my husband seemed to have been tossing and turning for half an hour before he gradually calmed down. I felt that it was a kind of desire and restlessness.

I recalled the faint disappointment in my husband's eyes, and a feeling of apology surged in my heart. I was even wondering if I had thought too much about the daytime.

I thought about it until after midnight, I fell asleep in a daze

In the middle of the night, I suddenly felt something strange in the room. It was a kind of woman's sixth feeling

I opened my eyes and looked at the dark ceiling. There was no sound in the bedroom. It was normal for me to be quiet late at night, but I felt that kind of quietness was a bit too much

I turned my head hard and looked around. The familiar gray shadows around me were arranged in the bedroom, but I always felt like I was empty, as if something was missing, but I couldn't say it

The environment gave me a sense of depression, and I felt a little confused. I became familiar with my dull vision, supported myself and patted around, trying to find the missing thing. After looking back and forth, I finally found that my husband was not in bed.