I became a matchmaker for my mother and husband - (2)
I returned to work not long in July, the company received a large order, up and down full busy for a month, after the hard work, the boss granted me a few days off.
Sleeps in the dark until the sun goes up. When I look at the alarm clock, it turns out that it’s more than 12 o’clock. Walking into the hall, I saw the bread and porridge left on the table. It seems that my mother left me breakfast.
Think of my mother said yesterday, today she will go to the city’s Cultural Bureau, only to go home in the evening.
I ate casually and sat lazily on the sofa. I was used to busy work. I never cared about the things at home. Now I don’t know what to do at home. My husband went to work early in the morning and felt the room as empty as my heart.
Sitting on the sofa watching TV for a while, I think I need to move. Looking around the room, I decided to do some cleaning. So I took out the broom, and I was busy inside and outside, and I applied the furniture again. The kitchen was the most untidy. I even wiped the range hood once. I was so tired that I was gray headed and gray, sweating profusely, and wet all over.
After drinking water and having a rest, I went back to my room to change a suit of clothes, ready to throw the dirty clothes into the washing machine. But when I opened the cover of the washing machine, I found an interesting thing in my spare time. It seems that But I’m not sure, so I slowly pulled it out.
First, a black slender shoulder strap, then a dark red bra with silk texture. The top of the cup cover is inlaid with black lace, and the bottom is decorated with different colors of embroidery lace. Red and black, this is a bra with soft temperament, any woman will love it.
I’ve never bought this one, and the only thing that anyone else in the family can use is my mom. However, my mother has always been simple and simple. She has always used the old-fashioned bra, either white or flesh color, without any style and decoration. I remember seeing my mother drying clothes last month, or those old-fashioned underwear, which had not been changed for many years. I advised her to change some new fashion styles. She also said with a smile that it was unnecessary, so she changed her mind so quickly?
But this is not a bad thing, at least I am happy for my mother to accept new things, and this bra is really beautiful, I flatten and appreciate more, and found a special thing.
This bra is D cup. Yes, it can be filled with a small papaya. This is the size of my mother. But the cloth used on the cup cover is very few. I looked at it repeatedly and realized that it was a half cup bust.
In my mind, I can immediately imagine that this kind of cup cover can only cover the nipple position, and most of the chest will be exposed to the air. If it is worn on the plump figure of my mother, the white meat balls that are ready to come out, the deep cleavage, and the two-step walk, the rippling, crumbling visual flesh feeling will make all the men crazy Make women jealous.
Speaking of jealousy of mother’s figure, even my daughter is not immune. I sighed, and then turned over and washed together. Eh, the more surprising thing is still ahead. I also found a female underwear. The cloth is less, and the buttock part is almost the width of one slap, which can only cover half of the buttocks. The waistband is also low. If there is not a decent triangular fabric in front of me, it is almost sexy underpants. The whole underwear is also dark red background with black lace pattern, obviously and that bra is a set.
I was wondering about the great change of my mother. I felt my underwear a little wet on my hands, and suddenly I smelled a strange and familiar smell. In a moment, my scalp exploded and the whole person stood still for a few seconds. It seems that after a long time, I just regained my mind and slowly took my mother’s underwear close to my nose. The closer I got to that strange and familiar smell, the more obvious it was. Even though I hadn’t had sex with my husband for a long time, I could easily smell a strong smell of semen.
Whose semen is on underwear? There was only one male member of the family, and I couldn’t imagine it any more. Does mother know a new lover and have a close relationship? But no matter how much I tried to help my mother make up a story, I couldn’t get rid of that terrible idea.
Thinking is like a wild horse running wild, I have been difficult to control, dare not think about it.
I walked into the hall in a daze on the sofa. It took me a while to recover. Then I watched TV, cleaned up my room, and lay down for a rest. But all day, my mind was pounding and I didn’t know exactly what I was doing.
Finally, at about five o’clock in the afternoon, my husband came home. He opened the door and saw me lying on the sofa, taking off my shoes. He sat down next to me and said softly, “honey, you are busy recently. Are you exhausted?”. How was your rest today? “
I reluctantly smile, I was hesitating how to answer, my husband stroked my cheek with his thick palm and looked at me. From his concerned eyes, what I see is the expression of sincere feelings, without affectation. I can’t help but close my eyes and enjoy the warmth of my husband’s palm.
I have to say, my husband’s palm is so special. The long and strong fingers, the full and strong flesh of the palm, the texture and lines of his palm, just like his body, are so perfect that we can’t find fault. His palm is more like having a kind of magic. Whenever I touch my skin, it can always wake up a wonderful sense of pleasure. The skin is gently rubbed by delicate palmprint. The contact of each palm print is like a gentle caress. I don’t forbid to press the palm of his hand on my cheek and squint my eyes to enjoy it. Maybe things are not what I thought!
My husband pecked my forehead gently with his mouth and turned back to the room to change clothes. I was still lying on my side on the sofa, watching TV absently. When he came out, he stretched out on the balcony. At this time after work, the husband always does half an hour’s fitness exercise to keep fit and muscular. In his words, it is to maintain a professional image.
Our house has two rooms and one hall. The hall is 50 square meters. Facing north is the big terrace. My mother grows some flowers and plants and also uses them to dry clothes. The connecting terrace is the front part of the hall. It is open and free of sundries and furniture. Usually my husband does sports here and faces the bathroom. My husband and I usually use the bathroom in the master bedroom. Since my mother moved in to sleep in the guest room, the hall is basically used by my mother.
In the middle of the hall is a combination of TV cabinet and sofa. One side is connected with the door and the other side is the master bedroom, 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 my mother’s guest room, and further south is the kitchen.
My husband was wearing loose pants and vest. After stretching, he took out a sports mat and spread it in the front hall. He sat down and did a sit up. Even if I sat on the sofa, I could clearly see his bulging crotch. Even if the giant root was not erect, the effect of loose pants was still outstanding. Then he turned over and did push ups. From my point of view, the scenery in his crotch was indistinct, and two big duck egg testicles danced up and down with the movement. A thought flashed into my mind: if my mother was at home, would she see the same scene?
My heart a cool, feel oneself seem to have grasped some things, but the mood also fell to the bottom. The husband’s two strong gluteus muscles gathered and relaxed at a strange frequency, as if it were not a buttock but a huge heart beating. Ape arm bee waist with his height, all kinds of exposed muscle lines in the air, everywhere show the beauty of masculinity, is not the kind of horizontal training of short stature.
The husband used the dumbbell and did the whole set of movements. However, I had no intention to enjoy it carefully. With a bad mood, I watched TV absently, and from time to time I watched my husband’s actions until my mother came back from the Bureau of culture at about six o’clock.
My mother and I said hello to each other. Seeing my listless appearance, my mother immediately asked with concern, “what’s wrong, Wen Wen? What’s wrong? “He said, covering my forehead.
My mother’s care warmed my heart, but I couldn’t dispel my doubts. I forced a smile and said, “I’ve been busy for a month, and I’m not used to it when I’m free. “
” you just know how to work and work, and you don’t take good care of yourself. Money can be earned at any time, but the body should be well protected. Especially if you have just had an operation, you need to take good care of it. There’s something wrong with the Bureau today. I’m late. I’ll go to cook immediately. “And he got up and went to the kitchen.
“Mom, I’ll help you. “My husband just came out of the bedroom, changing his clothes.
I watched my husband and mother busy together in the kitchen, in the past this familiar scene, but today I feel particularly dazzling.
At the dinner table, the husband was chatting and laughing, creating an atmosphere, and her mother was amused and said about her work today. Because their work is flexible and independent. On the contrary, my work belongs to boring research. It used to be the same at home. When they talked a lot, I tended to be a listener.
But when I saw something I shouldn’t have seen today, I always felt that her husband’s humor was a little flattering to her mother, while the mother’s eyes at her husband implied a kind of flattery. Is this a psychological effect? Or
After dinner, my husband went to the room to surf the Internet. My mother cleaned up the kitchen, sat down to eat fruit and watched TV with me. Occasionally, I asked about my work and physical condition. I answered in an absent-minded way. I observed my mother’s face quietly and could not see anything different. Then my mother took a bath and said she would go back to my room to write some papers. I also went back to my bedroom after washing and sat on the bed reading.
My husband took a bath and sat in front of the computer again. I was lying in bed with a book in my hand, but my eyes could not help but glance at his strong back. The more I wanted to see something, the more I felt I couldn’t see through his back.
When I was half hearted with the book, my husband played a few games of chess and cards and then turned off the phone and touched the bed. He climbed into bed affectionately, with a smile on his mouth, and his right hand slid all the way from my toe to my thigh, then to my crotch and waist. I’ve known what he wants to do in the past few years as a husband and wife.
He buried his face in my chest and took a deep breath. I must be fragrant just after the bath. He made a satisfied voice, and then all the way up to kiss my shoulder blade, neck, and ear.
I put the book at the head of the bed and let him play with my body. Then my husband gently kisses me on the cheek, on the lips. Looking at my husband’s handsome face, I couldn’t help kissing his lips.
My husband pried open my lips and front teeth with his clever tongue and walked through my mouth like a snake searching for prey in a cave. Finally, his moist and warm tongue licked my tongue, and then flipped around in different patterns.
I don’t know whether it’s my husband’s skill or whether I like kissing too much. I can only breathe and emit “wuwuwu “My mind is full of the pleasure that comes from my mouth.
I don’t know how long, I suddenly feel a tight lower body, my husband’s hand has been along the inner thigh, covered my pubic, and very skillfully with the middle finger across the underwear delimited my private parts.
If at ordinary times, I may have been provoked desire, slowly secreted love. But today, the husband’s move but let my mind hit a thrill, think of the day to see that full of semen underwear. I don’t think any woman can have sex with her husband in case of doubt, especially her beloved mother.
In an instant, my lust receded 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 suspiciously, his eyes full of puzzles. If in the past, even if I couldn’t have sex with my husband because of too little secretion, at least I would have let him have a hand addiction. In the eyes of my husband, my heart softened, but I really didn’t have the heart to continue. I could only harden my heart and say, “I’m a little tired today. I want to have an early rest. “
” Oh! I’m sorry, wife. I forgot you worked overtime a while ago. You should take good care of yourself. “
” I’m sorry, Ah Wei. “
” fool, your body is the most important thing! “My husband said, and gently pecked on my forehead, and with a smile stroked my shoulder, to show comfort.
When my husband turned off the lights and lay down, I carried my husband on my back and lay motionless, pretending to be slowly asleep. But the husband seems to toss and turn, after half an hour, gradually quiet down, I feel that it is a kind of restless desire. I recalled the faint disappointment in my husband’s eyes, and I felt sorry. I even doubted whether I had thought too much about things during the day.
I had a wild idea that I didn’t sleep until after midnight.
In the middle of the night, I suddenly feel that the room is a little different, it is a kind of sixth sense of women. I opened my eyes faintly and looked at the black ceiling. There was no sound in the bedroom. It was normal to be quiet at night, but I felt that it was too quiet.
I turned my head and looked around. The familiar gray shadows around me were the arrangement of the bedroom, but I always felt a sense of emptiness. There seemed to be something missing, but I couldn’t say it. The environment gave me a sense of depression, and my heart was a little blocked. I got familiar with the dim sight. I held up my body and looked around in an attempt to find the missing thing. After looking back and forth, I finally found that my husband was not in bed.