It was another Friday. In the evening, I took a measuring taxi at the school gate and returned to my villa. My mother and I lived at home. Since I only went home every weekend, and my mother was busy with work and socializing, we did not hire a housekeeper or nanny like others.As soon as I arrived at the 3-story villa in my house, the small garden at the door had not been taken care of for a long time and many weeds grew. I walked in with my hands behind my back and saw that the lights in the house were on. I guess my mother was back home early today waiting for me.As soon as I entered the door, I saw my mother sitting on the sofa watching TV. The food she had prepared before was placed on the dining table. My mother should have been back not long ago because she was still wearing a work outfit.My mother put her white little suit jacket on the sofa, wearing only a women's long-sleeved shirt on her upper body. The first button on her chest could never be buttoned up. You could see the deep and unsightly cleavage on her chest at a glance. The shirt my mother wore today seemed very thin, and the black bra she was wearing was faintly seen inside.My mother was wearing a professional black hip-covered skirt. Because of her peach-like buttocks and sitting, the hem of the skirt was pulled upwards, and even the base of her thighs could be seen. My mother was wearing ultra-thin black stockings on her slender and plump legs. The stockings were so thin that she could see the white skin on her thighs. Her two cute silk feet were wearing pink plush slippers that she often liked to wear.