Was my mom actually giving Zhang Jian a blowjob?
I listened carefully to the sounds from the other side. Although the noises were extremely faint, I was sure I had guessed right. I just didn't know what position she was in to be giving him head.
Was she sitting on the edge and bending over? Or was she sprawled beside Zhang Jian's legs? Or perhaps she was kneeling before him.
By the moonlight filtering through the window, I stared fixedly at the motionless cloth curtain between our bed, afraid of missing even the slightest clue.
Unfortunately, even after watching until my eyes ached and my eyelids grew heavy with sleep, I didn't see a thing.
Apart from the faint sound of swallowing, I didn't hear the expected creaking and shaking of the bed frame.
Just as I was drifting off, unable to fight off sleep, I suddenly heard a few light footsteps and instantly became alert. The footsteps seemed to be heading towards the table.
I couldn't resist my curiosity and stole a glance. Then, I felt a roar in my ears, and my brain short-circuited...
My mom was standing sideways by the table, completely naked, her beautiful hair disheveled. Her fair and tender skin glowed with a soft light in the moonlight.
I could see her slender shoulders and full breasts, with a small, protruding nipple standing erect on a ring of rosy areolas. Below her flat, smooth stomach, her snow-white, peach-shaped buttocks were parted by a mysterious valley in between.
Her firm, fair legs stood prettily, her posture soft and graceful, her curves fully revealed. In just an instant, this beautiful and moving scene was forever etched into my mind.
It seemed my mom glanced in my direction. I was so scared I quickly closed my eyes, pretending to be fast asleep. Then I heard her pour herself a glass of water from the cold water pitcher and gulp it down.
Immediately, the light footsteps sounded again, moving to the bedside, followed by the rustling sound of her getting into bed, a crisp smack, Zhang Jian's chuckle, and after my mom mumbled a soft resentful, "Go to sleep". The room fell silent again.
I forgot how I fell asleep for the rest of that night. Maybe it was because I was truly too exhausted and drifted off unconsciously, or perhaps because I had already subconsciously prepared myself for this situation through countless fantasies. Although I was shocked and confused for a moment, it wasn't enough to keep me awake all night. In any case, I seemed to fall asleep quickly after the room became completely quiet.
The next morning, my mom had to call me several times before I woke up, and I was still terribly sleepy. I had forgotten about last night's events in my rush to wash up and go to school.
It wasn't until I was on the road that I suddenly remembered everything I had heard last night, and that stunning glimpse under the moonlight. I was filled with regret that I hadn't carefully checked if Zhang Jian was still in the room when I got up, nor had I noticed any subtle changes in my mom.
I had always thought of myself as Zhang Jian's accomplice, his perverted helper, but I never imagined he would carry out such an action without consulting me in the slightest. I couldn't help but feel a bit of resentment towards him.
If I had clumsily and accidentally stumbled upon them in the middle of the night, wouldn't my future be ruined? How could my mom and I face each other after that?
Because of that resentment, coupled with the irritation of feeling betrayed and set up by him, and also the excitement and thrill of suddenly discovering the truth, I didn't go directly to Zhang Jian to ask about what happened that night. I wanted to figure out the situation for myself first before confronting him. In truth, I was also secretly enjoying the strange excitement of being kept in the dark, feeling as if I were slowly uncovering my mother's hidden self.
Unfortunately, I couldn't find out for several consecutive days. I was young, at an age where I could fall asleep the moment my head hit the pillow, and I was the kind of person who could sleep through a thunderstorm.
Every day after returning from evening self-study, I would exchange a few perfunctory words with my mom, then lie on my bed and struggle to stay awake for a while before unconsciously falling asleep. I slept like a log in the second half of the night and never woke up again. Not only did I not discover anything, but I was also exhausted every morning.
After about a week of this, I decided to change my strategy. The feeling of being terribly sleepy in class but unable to sleep was just too unbearable.
Since I couldn't stay awake, I might as well try to fall asleep quickly and maybe I would wake up in the middle of the night. That way, I might discover something.
That night, I read for a while, turned off the light, and didn't force myself to stay awake. However, after forcing myself to stay awake for over a week, it seemed I had gotten used to sleeping late, and I couldn't fall asleep no matter how hard I tried.
Just as I was about to start counting sheep, a rustling sound suddenly came from my mom's bed on the other side, as if she was getting out of bed and putting on her shoes.
I thought my mom was going to the bathroom, so I quickly steadied my breathing and pretended to be asleep. Otherwise, if she discovered I hadn't slept after all this time, I would be in for another lecture.
But strangely, after putting on her shoes, my mom walked lightly to my bedside, tentatively touched my face, and called my name. But instead of leaving the room, she walked back quietly.
"Is he asleep?" a very low man's voice asked. It was Zhang Jian!
He had been in the room all along. I was sure he hadn't come in after I returned that night.
No wonder he could appear in this room in the middle of the night.
Otherwise, my mom would never have let him in, nor would she have allowed him to knock on the door in the middle of the night and wake me up. She might have even turned against him.
What would he accomplish by knocking on the door in the middle of the night? Even if I cooperated by ignoring it, my mom would never tolerate anything that might wake me up and make me suspect her of cheating. Even if the whole world knew about this, my mom wouldn't want me to know. This was her last line of defense, a forbidden zone that she would never allow to be crossed.
Of course, she didn't know that I was already fully aware of her affair with Zhang Jian.
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