When I opened the door and stepped out, a faint, cool breeze unexpectedly swept through the dimly lit hallway in the dead of night, sending a shiver down my spine and jolting me fully awake.
"It's so late already... Sam sure knows how to stay up," I thought to myself as I walked over to the door of the room where Mom and the others were sleeping.
I was about to raise my hand to knock when a strange thought suddenly crossed my mind—perhaps because of the two times I had seen Sam and Mom together at home. I tilted my head and pressed my ear against the door, listening for any unusual sounds inside.
"..."
After listening for a while, no sounds reached my ears. Could Sam have fallen asleep inside?
"What am I doing...?" I frowned at my own odd behavior.
"Tap, tap..." I gently knocked twice on the door.
"..." No one answered.
"Sam..." I called out softly.
"..." Still no response. Just as I began to wonder if they were all asleep, the door opened. It was Li Xiaojun.
"Zihan..." Li Xiaojun peeked out, half her body visible as she rubbed her beautiful eyes, looking drowsy and freshly awakened—likely disturbed by me.
"Sorry, Xiaojun. Sam hasn't come back to rest, so I thought you might still be busy taking care of Mom..." I apologized, looking at her with regret.
The Li Xiaojun before me was utterly adorable at that moment. Her lovely face, flushed from just waking up, glowed with a soft rosy hue. Her hair was slightly disheveled, and her moist, rosy lips looked irresistibly kissable.
"Zihan... Sam is asleep..." Li Xiaojun finished rubbing her eyes and gazed at me with a seductive look.
"Oh... He didn't even tell me..." I thought, a bit annoyed that Sam hadn't mentioned he wouldn't be returning to the room next door to rest.
"He thought you were asleep and didn't want to disturb you. Zihan, it's too crowded here... Could I... come sleep with you in the next room...?" Li Xiaojun's voice grew softer toward the end, her head bowing shyly, her cheeks flushing as red as peaches.
Sam was being so considerate, afraid of waking me? My heart skipped a beat. Could it be that this guy was taking advantage of Mom's drunken slumber to sneakily take liberties with her?
Looking at Li Xiaojun's appearance, I felt a stirring down below.
"Sure, hehe."
"Wait for me outside... Let me check on Mom first, then we can go rest~..." Seeing Li Xiaojun's alluring demeanor, I could already imagine what might happen in the next room. But deep down, I was still worried about whether Sam might be taking advantage of Mom.
"Ah~ Why bother checking? You might wake them up~" Li Xiaojun pouted and gently patted my hand.
"But..." Li Xiaojun had no idea about what had happened between Mom and Sam. At home, Sam had a history of mistreating Mom. Even though he had supposedly reformed, I still couldn't shake my unease.
"...Alright... Just be quiet~ When I got up to open the door for you just now, I almost woke my mom up~" Li Xiaojun opened the door wider to let me in.
As soon as the door opened, I caught a whiff of a peculiar scent in the room, though it was still mixed with a pleasant fragrance. For a moment, I couldn't quite place what it was.
"Got it. I'll just take a quick look at my mom." I smiled gently at the shy and charming Li Xiaojun before me. This girl was truly enchanting—perhaps because of her short skirt, she gave off a subtly provocative vibe.
I slowly walked into the room, and the scene inside unfolded before my eyes. It turned out that Li Xiaojun was sleeping in the same bed as her mother. My gaze shifted to the side, and to my surprise, Sam was also sharing a bed with Mom!
I froze in place, stunned. Could it be that Mom had actually been taken advantage of by Sam? After all, it was pitch dark, even though Li Xiaojun and her mother were sleeping right beside them.
To confirm my inner worries, I swallowed hard and walked toward Mom's side of the bed.
At the foot of the bed were Mom's discarded high heels. What puzzled me was that Sam had also taken off his shoes and placed them neatly beside Mom's, the two pairs arranged side by side under the bed.
From the foot of the bed, in the darkness, Mom's long, straight legs clad in black stockings stood out vividly. They were more striking and seemingly untouchable compared to the fair, curled-up legs of Aunt Chen, Li Xiaojun's mother, lying beside her.
Mom's stocking-clad legs disappeared beneath the hem of her bank uniform skirt.
Thankfully, Mom's skirt was still fully intact, which eased my worries a little, even though both Mom and Sam were covered up to their waists by a pure white blanket.
Looking toward the head of the bed, I noticed that the collar of Mom's white blouse had slipped down quite a bit, revealing the lace-trimmed bra underneath. Mom's chest was already quite full, and now a generous portion of soft, pale skin was exposed, with a tantalizing hint of cleavage. Despite her ample bust, her collarbones were clearly visible. Her slender neck looked flushed and warm, and the pristine collar of her blouse was spread wide open. Above it rested a breathtakingly beautiful face—even though Mom was nearly forty, her features made her look youthful and exceptionally elegant. Though her eyes were closed in deep sleep, her long hair cascaded like a waterfall, strands of it clinging messily to her forehead and cheeks, likely due to the heat. Her flushed cheeks only added to her allure.
I glanced at Sam, who was sleeping beside Mom. His dark hands were wrapped around her waist?
My heart tightened as I looked closer. Good heavens, Sam's hands were indeed encircling Mom's waist. While Mom lay flat on her back, Sam was turned on his side, facing her.
Damn Sam, couldn't he see how hot Mom was?
And he still had to hold her while sleeping!
I glared fiercely at Sam, whose eyes remained tightly shut.
"Mmm…" Just as I turned to lower the air conditioning temperature in the room, Mom shifted her neck slightly and let out a soft, breathy sigh from the tip of her straight nose.
I gave Mom a puzzled look. She really did seem uncomfortably warm. After moving her neck a few times, she reached out and pushed Sam's dark hands away from her waist, then turned onto her side, facing away from him. In doing so, she also pulled the pure white blanket that had been covering Sam's lower half toward herself, leaving his legs exposed.
As Mom tugged the blanket over, Sam curled his legs up as well. Thankfully, his shorts were still fully on.
Now, both Mom and Sam were lying on their sides, with Sam facing Mom's back. I glanced at the black skirt beneath Mom's white blouse—fortunately, it was still properly in place. However, the hem of her white blouse had come untucked from the skirt at the back, exposing a fair amount of fabric. Mom usually tucked her blouse into her skirt, but now it was partially pulled out.
"Zihan..." Just as I was watching Sam and Mom, Li Xiaojun slowly approached me, gently tugging at my sleeve.
"Let's go, don't disturb Mom and the others while they're resting..." Li Xiaojun took my hand and pulled me outside.
"Wait a moment... I need to lower the temperature a bit. Can't you see how hot Mom and the others are?"
Dragged to the doorway by Li Xiaojun, I quickly forgot what I had just seen.
"Hurry up... I'm so sleepy... ah~" Li Xiaojun yawned, looking at me pitifully.
"Alright~" Seeing her like this, I felt an inexplicable excitement welling up inside me.
Seeing Aunt Chen, my mom, and Sam sleeping soundly, I lowered the air conditioning temperature a bit, gently closed the door, and took Li Xiaojun back to the adjacent room.
As soon as we entered the room, I quickly shut the door, picked up Li Xiaojun, and headed straight for the bed.
"Giggle... stop it... I'm so sleepy~" Li Xiaojun was pinned beneath me on the bed, looking at me seductively, while her lower body restlessly rubbed against my erect penis.
This coy, half-resisting demeanor made me lose all reason. Combined with the videos of Frank I had watched earlier, I leaned in and kissed her small mouth.
"Mmm~ no~ mmm... mmm... slurp... mmm slurp... slurp..." As my tongue touched Li Xiaojun's, she stopped resisting, letting me move freely over her body.
To my surprise, when my hand reached the crotch of Li Xiaojun's panties, it was wet, sticky, and burning hot.
Just as I was about to mount her, Li Xiaojun pushed me slightly, pointing her slender, delicate finger toward the condoms on the bedside table.
After putting the condom on my little brother, I aimed at Li Xiaojun's widely spread thighs. As the tip of my penis touched the warm, moist source of honey, I thrust straight in, burying myself to the hilt.
Of course, that's just bragging. Although I entered Li Xiaojun's pussy to the root, I could only feel that her depths were unfathomable. My cock still felt like it was floating in a vast space, which made me thrust harder into her tender hole, venting my frustration.
"Slap... slap... slap... slap slurp... slap slurp... slap slurp..."
"Ahh... ah mmm... ~ ah ha~ ah... ah~ ah mmm ah~ so~ so good~" Li Xiaojun tilted her chin upward, her moist red lips parted, eyes closed, hands pulling her own legs apart even wider.
"Hehe... does it feel good, baby~" Watching Li Xiaojun writhe beneath me as if in unbearable agony, I felt deeply satisfied.
"Slap slurp... slap slap slap... slap... slurp slap... slurp... slap..."
"Ah~ ah ha... ah... ah... good... good... ah... ah ha... more... a little more... ah ha... ah mmm hmm..."
"Hehe, alright!"
As if receiving an order, I pressed my entire body onto Li Xiaojun's stomach, her two soft mounds squeezing against my chest. I kissed her upturned chin, taking it into my mouth to lick and tease.
"Ah ha... so good... harder... harder... a little more... ah ha mmm... ah mmm... ah mmm... ah hmm... ah hmm..."
"Ah hmm... you're... hitting me... inside... ah mmm... so good... so good... harder... just... a little more... ah hmm..."
"Ah hmm~ deeper... a little more... ah hmm... it feels so good... mmm... there... so good~ mmm hmm~ ah... ah... ah hmm~"
"Slap slurp... slap slurp... slap slurp..."
"Ah~..."
Li Xiaojun's inner walls tightly gripped my member, much like the sensation of cheek muscles pressing against the glans during oral sex, yet the warmth inside her was distinctly different from the feeling of lips. That soft, squeezing sensation sent a shiver through me, and I lost control in an instant. My semen surged forth as if a floodgate had opened, pouring out unrestrained.
"Slap... slap..."
"Ah... I'm going to cum..."
I groaned under my breath.
"Ah... no... not yet... deeper... a little deeper~"
"Ah... I'm cumming!"
I tightly wrapped my arms around Li Xiaojun's thighs and pressed myself against her.
"Ah... mmm~... mmm~"
Li Xiaojun opened her mouth, her pink tongue peeking out, strands of saliva connecting the tip of her tongue to her teeth inside her lips...
After thrusting forcefully against Li Xiaojun's lower abdomen a few more times, I collapsed exhausted on top of her.
Li Xiaojun held my head and gently stroked it.
"Zihan, when did you become so... skilled?" Li Xiaojun looked at me seductively, her voice coquettish.
"Hehe, because you're so... naughty~" I teased her on purpose.
"Mmm~ you jerk~ I'm ignoring you!" Li Xiaojun pouted, pushed me aside, got up, and headed to the bathroom.
Damn, this girl is surprisingly strong.
I took off the condom and tossed it in the trash. Li Xiaojun returned to bed, and we got dressed again before falling asleep in each other's arms.
The next day, when I woke up, Li Xiaojun was no longer by my side. Instead, Sam had returned to the room and was lying on the sofa, looking at me with a relaxed expression.
"Zihan, you're awake!" Sam smiled as he looked at me.
"Yeah, where's Xiaojun?" I asked.
"Xiaojun is next door. Mom is awake," Sam replied with a simple, honest smile.
"Hmm..." I wondered if Mom would scold Sam. When she woke up and saw him sleeping beside her again, she must have been furious.
"Zihan, you're something else, kid. This morning, when the class monitor got up to let me in, I could tell from the way she walked that you definitely had your way with her!" Sam glanced at me, a mischievous grin spreading across his face.
"Hehe... not really..." I couldn't believe Sam had figured it out.
"It's fine, Zihan. Women... they need us to take charge! Especially beautiful women—they're the most exquisite and comfortable vessels!" Sam spoke with the conviction of a preacher, as if he were sharing some profound truth.
"Uh..." I was speechless. What kind of logic was that? Did their values as Black people revolve solely around sex?
"Sam, how did you manage to get a room last night?" I asked.
"Hehe, that's a secret!" Sam replied mysteriously.
"Whatever..." He really knew how to show off.
"Get up, Zihan. Let's go down for breakfast and then head home," Sam said, rising energetically.
"Alright, go call Mom and the others," I said.
"Sure, they're already up and waiting for you. Hurry up. I'll go down and order breakfast," Sam said, glancing at me before heading out.
After washing up, I returned to Mom's room. Aunt Chen and Mom were chatting about something. When Li Xiaojun saw me enter, her face flushed with shyness.
Thinking about how bold she had been last night, I couldn't help but want to take her right then and there.
"Zihan, Aunt Chen and I have agreed. Xiaojun will be your wife from now on~" Mom said, her eyes sparkling with affection and tenderness as she looked at me.
"Uh... Mom..." I stood there awkwardly.
"Giggle... Zihan, what's wrong? Don't you like our Xiaojun?" Aunt Chen laughed.
"Mom... what are you saying..." Li Xiaojun patted her mother's hand.
"Giggle... Alright, let's go downstairs."
Mom looked at me and Li Xiaojun, who were both blushing, and chuckled.
"Giggle... Zihan, don't be shy. Boys should take the initiative, you know~" Aunt Chen really was something else. It seemed Mom and Aunt Chen had just been discussing me and Li Xiaojun.
"Mom... stop it..." Li Xiaojun shook her mother's arm.
"Hehe..." A meaningful laugh came from behind me. I turned around and saw Sam. He had somehow quietly appeared at the door without me noticing.
"Mom, I've already ordered breakfast. Let's go down and eat!" Sam showed a simple, honest smile as he stood in front, watching us.
"Giggle... Let's go, let's go!" Aunt Chen stared at Sam, her eyes filled with joy.
We all entered the elevator together, with me at the front, Mom and Sam at the very back. Aunt Chen and Li Xiaojun were behind me. What puzzled me was that when we got out of the elevator, Mom walked unusually fast.
After breakfast, we saw Li Xiaojun and her mother off in a taxi, then took a car back home ourselves.
As soon as we returned home, Mom headed straight for the second floor.
Watching her retreating figure, I noticed for the first time that the black dress she was wearing had a zipper at the back. So the dress could be fastened from behind—I had always thought dresses were unzipped from the side.
"Ah, I'm so tired, Zihan. But at least Mom got home safely! We successfully completed the task Dad gave us!" Sam slung his arm over my shoulder.
"Uh... yeah... yeah..." I replied helplessly.
As Sam said, I was relieved that Mom had returned home safely. I just didn't know if that creepy old man who had ill intentions toward Mom would ever act out again. But I believed Mom could handle it herself.
Today was Saturday. At noon, perhaps because Mom was too tired from drinking last night, she asked us to order takeout. When I brought it to her room, she was still asleep. I reluctantly woke her up so she could eat lunch.
In the evening, after dinner, Mom went upstairs to rest, while Sam and I did our homework in the bedroom.
"Oh my gosh, I just remembered! This morning, Mom seemed to be discussing a difficult problem with Xiaojun's mom. I need to go ask Mom about it!"
Without waiting for me to ask, Sam rushed out the door, leaving me puzzled.
"Tap, tap, tap..." The sound of footsteps climbing the stairs made me frown. What problem was so urgent?
Whatever. Sam hadn't done anything inappropriate with Mom last night, even when she was drunk. I felt a lot more at ease with him now.
What puzzled me now was how he could afford to book a room and why the manager's attitude toward him had changed so drastically.
Sam went upstairs for a while—about ten minutes—then came back down. He took out his iPhone and started tapping on the screen.
Not long after, a call came through on Sam's phone. He answered and spoke in a language I couldn't understand, which I guessed was probably a local indigenous language from South Africa.
Sam glanced at me, then went back upstairs. A short while later, he came down with a beaming smile, looking as happy as a child who had scored full marks and received praise from their parents.
"Why are you so happy?" I asked, my face full of confusion.
"Hehe, it's a secret!" Sam gave me a mysterious smile.
"Ugh..." I rolled my eyes at him. Another secret. Why does this guy have so many secrets?
The next day after that night, Mom was in an unusually cheerful mood, almost radiant. She even went to the supermarket herself to buy a lot of delicious food and made lunch for Sam and me at noon. Usually, on Sundays, she would just tell us to order takeout. It seemed something had made her particularly happy today.
I glanced at Sam sitting nearby, always feeling that Mom's mood had something to do with him.
In the following days, Sam and I followed a simple routine between home, school, and back. Of course, sometimes Sam would stay at school to play basketball, only returning home at dinnertime to shower and eat, which earned him a scolding from Mom. But I sensed that Mom wasn't really angry with him.
Finally, it was the day of the midterm exams. At noon, since Sam was about to finish his exchange program and return to his own country, the school didn't require him to take the midterms. Coincidentally, Sam happened to have a fever on the day of the exams. Dad was working out of town, and I had to take the exams, so naturally, only Mom could take care of him at home.
Ever since that night we returned from the hotel, Sam had been going to and from school with me every day. Mom, on the other hand, was fully immersed in her career, which was gaining strong momentum, and she devoted almost all her energy to work.
I hadn't noticed any ambiguous interactions between Sam and Mom. In fact, I felt that Sam respected Mom a lot, and Mom was growing increasingly fond of Sam—of course, treating him like a child, just like me. I was starting to feel confused, even wondering if those two inappropriate moments I had accidentally witnessed between Mom and Sam were just my imagination or a bad dream.
After finishing the Chinese exam in the morning and parting ways with Li Xiaojun at school, I hurried home with a heart full of joy. I felt I had done exceptionally well on the Chinese exam and wanted to share my happiness with Mom and Sam. Without a doubt, I felt I would be ranked first in the school again for this midterm.
Originally, I had planned to have lunch and take a nap at school before the afternoon math exam. Almost all the teachers and students at our school stayed on campus for lunch and a nap before continuing with afternoon classes. But thinking about Sam having a fever, I wondered if he had gotten better after the morning. Besides, with only Mom at home, she still had to cook, and I felt a bit sorry for her.
Lost in thought, I soon arrived at my doorstep. This time, without any guilt or unnecessary suspicions, I wore a smile on my face and felt genuinely happy as I took the key from my pocket. I aimed it at the dark keyhole of the front door and inserted it.
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