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🕑 Added 2025-07-13 00:57:39 +0000 UTCChapter 26: Seaside – Fallen Mother
Mom crossed her arms in front of her chest and said casually, “Oh, he went home after waking up.”
It was all so natural, not a hint of anything unusual. But suddenly, a light went off in my mind I remembered that earlier today, Mom had left for the government building in her OL suit.
But now she’d changed clothes not a bathrobe after a shower, but a jade-green long-sleeved T-shirt on top, and tight black cropped pants below, her hair casually draped over her shoulders.
I sneaked a glance at her face out of the corner of my eye, but there was nothing unnatural in her expression. I knew then: if I wanted to read anything from Mom’s face, it would be impossible.
Compared to Mom, who was as clever as a starry sky, I wasn’t even in the same league.
But there was a knot in my heart that I just couldn’t get over. The big wad of tissues in the trash can made me uneasy; I couldn’t help but be suspicious.
I sat with Mom for a bit watching TV, but my heart felt like it was being scratched by claws restless. Eventually, I left the living room and hurried back to my room.
Once inside, I locked the door, turned on my computer, put on headphones, and opened the surveillance feed, rewinding back to this afternoon and fast-forwarding step by step.
At first, it was just Uncle Qi sleeping in Mom’s bedroom, and no one else was home Mom had gone out, and Zhong Niu and I had left to play.
I kept fast-forwarding, feeling bored, thinking maybe I was overthinking things, and that wad of tissues was nothing, just my imagination.
But around four in the afternoon, there was movement in Mom’s bedroom. Uncle Qi rubbed his eyes, propped himself up on his elbow, and slowly sat up.
He’d woken up!
I thought, after waking up and seeing no one home, he’d just leave.
That’s what should have happened…
Uncle Qi checked his phone for the time, muttering, “Did I sleep that long? Not good, Vice Mayor Su…”
He quickly got out of bed, about to leave the bedroom, but suddenly stopped, turned to look at the messy bed he’d slept in, and, unable to stand the mess, went back to tidy it up, looking satisfied when he finished.
It seemed he didn’t want to leave a bad impression on Mom.
Only then did Uncle Qi leave the bedroom.
He walked through the hallway into the living room.
But the house was empty. He looked around, called out a couple of times, and realized he was alone.
He sighed, sat on the sofa, and pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lighting one. He only took two puffs before coughing he probably didn’t smoke often.
As he smoked, his eyes wandered he was looking toward the balcony. I looked carefully and saw that’s where his gaze was fixed, his expression a mix of shock and amazement, as if he’d seen something.
Uncle Qi, cigarette dangling from his mouth, got up and walked to the balcony. Only then did I see that some clothes were hanging there some of mine, some of Mom’s. But it was clear his eyes were on Mom’s clothes.
There was a brown, sexy slimming bodysuit hanging there, perfectly smooth, not a wrinkle. You could imagine how seductive it would look on Mom.
Uncle Qi’s face lit up with excitement. Clearly, just like in the bedroom, he was fantasizing again.
The cigarette burned down to the filter before he snapped out of it, quickly stubbed it out, and threw the butt in the trash. He didn’t go to the balcony, but headed for the front door he was going to leave.
Seeing him go, I breathed a sigh of relief. So Uncle Qi did leave I really was overthinking.
But…
Just as he reached the door, he stopped, a conflicted look on his face.
After more than ten seconds, he stomped his foot and went back into the living room. I was stunned what was he doing?
I watched in shock as Uncle Qi walked back into the living room and straight into Mom’s bedroom.
This time, his purpose was clear. He went to Mom’s wardrobe, opened it with a reverent, almost worshipful gesture. Inside were all of Mom’s clothes outerwear, jackets, and all her intimate lingerie, everything on display.
For a moment, Uncle Qi was frozen, but his eyes shone with greed.
He reached out, trembling, and with great difficulty took out a black lace bra. Like a pervert, he pressed the bra to his cheek, gently caressing it as if feeling Mom’s body heat.
Finally, he kissed the cups several times, both crazed and devout.
“Vice Mayor Su… oh… oh…” Uncle Qi moaned in self-indulgent pleasure.
Next, he unhesitatingly freed his erection already standing tall, thick, and a bit dark.
He wrapped Mom’s black lace bra around his thick penis, the two cups sandwiching his shaft like a sandwich. He gripped it and started stroking, the round, swollen glans sliding in and out between the cups, a bit comical, but also shockingly virile.
Having tasted the pleasure of ejaculating earlier, Uncle Qi quickly immersed himself in it, oblivious to the world.
Just then, the bedroom door suddenly opened!
Uncle Qi’s hand trembled, and he quickly looked toward the door, his face full of shock, eyes wide, disbelief because Mom was standing there!
In an instant, their eyes met.
Watching from the surveillance, I was stunned. I’d thought nothing happened between them turns out I was wrong.
The atmosphere in the bedroom became tense and awkward. Not only was Uncle Qi embarrassed, but so was Mom seeing Uncle Qi like that, how could she not feel something?
Uncle Qi stood there, dazed, still holding Mom’s black lace bra, his thick, round glans exposed, a bit of fluid seeping from the tip, making it all the more secretive.
Unlike Zhong Niu, who was just a kid, Uncle Qi was an adult, older than Mom, already in his forties.
Even though he was Mom’s secretary, he was still a man how could Mom’s heart not ripple at all?
I saw Mom’s gaze clearly fall on Uncle Qi’s penis. Two adults: Mom, the noble, cold beauty, and the honest, middle-aged male secretary. A blush appeared on Mom’s beautiful cheeks.
“Ma… Mayor… I…” In the end, Uncle Qi stammered, trying to explain, but in this situation, any explanation was pointless.
Explanation couldn’t cover the facts.
“I… I…”
“Secretary Qi, you…” Mom sighed, her tone icy. “You really disappoint me.”
At that, Uncle Qi’s face turned ashen.
He grew anxious, quickly saying, “No, Mayor, please listen… I… I really didn’t mean to… I… I couldn’t control myself!”
Mom said nothing, just looked at him coldly.
Uncle Qi hurried to explain, “You… you know me. Ever since my wife died in that car accident, I’ve been alone. I swear, I never went to find another woman. When I needed to… I just used the computer… and every time afterward, I felt empty and lonely.”
“Later… I was lucky enough to become your secretary. You don’t know, the first time I saw you, it was like an electric current ran through me, my whole heart soared. That’s when I knew I liked you. But how could I confess? In my eyes, you’re the most beautiful, noble fairy in the sky, and I’m just an ant on the ground even if you stooped down, you might not see me…”
He gave a self-mocking smile, a little bitter.
Mom’s cold face seemed to soften a little his words were sincere, not a lie, heartfelt.
But Mom still didn’t speak, nor did she stop Uncle Qi’s confession.
So Uncle Qi continued, “I know the gap between us, so I only ask to stay by your side, quietly protecting you that’s enough. Even if I had to work like an ox or a horse, I wouldn’t mind. During this time, I knew you had a husband, and that you divorced, but I never dared to covet you, because I knew I wasn’t worthy. So I just chose to stay by your side as long as I could see you, hear your voice, I was content…”
The room fell silent again.
Mom finally spoke, “So, even for someone like Zhu Dezhi, you’d risk offending him?”
Uncle Qi nodded, “Yes!”
Mom said nothing. She didn’t know how to respond Uncle Qi’s sincerity had reached such a level, and as someone who’d been through a lot, she could understand.
Mom wasn’t like other women. If she were the brash type, with her status and looks, she’d have treated Uncle Qi like a dog, not caring at all.
But Mom wasn’t like that that was what made her different, and what made her so attractive.
“In that case…” Mom looked at him, speaking slowly, “You say you respect me, like me from your heart then what about the thing you’re holding?”
Since everything was out in the open, Uncle Qi gave a self-mocking smile. “I’m a man.”
Yes, Uncle Qi was a man. The first time in Mom’s boudoir, the first time seeing her intimate clothes, having fantasies and acting on them that was only natural.
After all, since his wife’s accident, he hadn’t been with a woman for over a decade.
Mom was silent for a long time, about a minute, before saying, “Then hurry up.”
She said only that, then turned to leave.
That was tacit permission for Uncle Qi to continue.
“Wait… wait!” Uncle Qi suddenly called out.
Mom turned back, looking at him in confusion.
Then Uncle Qi pulled something from his pocket a pair of white, sheer, sexy panties. Instantly, Mom’s beautiful face blushed again, her face turning cold.
“And what’s this?”
“Ma… Mayor, I… to be honest, this morning… I used your panties… to masturbate!”
“You!” Mom was speechless, then said, “You have five minutes!”
With that, she turned and left the bedroom, leaving Uncle Qi inside.
Uncle Qi stood there, stunned for over ten seconds, then started stroking his thick, round penis even more vigorously than before, more excited.
He’d thought Mom would scold him, tell him to get out, but she didn’t. Instead, she let him finish, to get it out of his system showing her attitude had changed.
That was a good thing!
Maybe because of that, Uncle Qi was especially energetic, so excited he finished in just a minute or two, spurting a thick load, even more satisfying than in the morning.
He quickly cleaned himself up, glanced at the sexy black lace bra, steadied himself, and stuffed it into his pocket.
Then he left the room.
In the living room, Uncle Qi paused he saw several dishes on the table, still steaming. As he wondered, Mom came out of the kitchen with a bowl of rice.
“Mayor…” Uncle Qi looked at Mom, his eyes full of emotion.
Mom acted as if she didn’t see, put down the bowl, and said, “Eat. Go home when you’re done.”
Uncle Qi knew he couldn’t go any further. In fact, Mom’s attitude in the bedroom had already flattered him.
He ate, while Mom sat on the sofa watching TV. Uncle Qi ate while sneaking glances at Mom.
Today, Mom wore a suit, but the jacket was off, set aside. On top, she wore a long-sleeved white shirt.
The sleeves were rolled up, showing her white, lotus-like arms. Her chest looked about to burst, perfect breasts stretching the shirt’s collar, full and tight, the buttons threatening to fly off, high and round.
Below was a black suit skirt, the shirt tucked in at the waist, showing off her curvy hips. The skirt’s hem had ridden up, exposing her round, perfect thighs, with a hint of black lace at the roots.
Yes, today Mom’s legs were wrapped in black patterned stockings, her legs slender and beautiful, from the lace at the thighs down to her jade feet, which were also in black stockings beautiful and cute.
She wore open-toed sandals, her perfect feet on display, right in Uncle Qi’s view.
At that moment, Uncle Qi was eating almost mechanically, barely touching the food, his gaze fixed on Mom captivated by her unintentional allure.
Though Mom didn’t mean to show off, Uncle Qi had never seen her so mature and charming. He looked obsessed, a wild light in his eyes.
Mom didn’t look at him, just sat as usual, legs crossed, watching TV the most comfortable pose for her, but the most maddening for Uncle Qi.
He ate slowly, as if wanting to stay in this moment forever.
After about ten minutes, Mom went to get water, reaching for a cup on the coffee table. Maybe she was too absorbed in the TV, but she accidentally knocked the cup over, spilling water onto the floor.
“I’ll get the mop!” Uncle Qi said quickly.
“Stop!”
“Huh?”
“Eat. I’ll do it myself.” Mom said, and went to get a mop, cleaning up the spill.
But Uncle Qi had no mind to eat his thoughts were all on Mom, his gaze fixed on her beautiful butt.
At that moment, Mom was bent over mopping, her back to Uncle Qi. Bending over, her already perfect, round butt lifted up, full and firm under the black skirt, the curves on full display enough to drive a man mad.
At that moment, Uncle Qi forgot everything. He suddenly stood up and rushed at Mom!
Bang!
The mop fell. Mom was grabbed from behind by Uncle Qi. The sudden move stunned her for a moment, then she frowned and snapped, “Secretary Qi!”
“I like you! Mayor no Zihan, I like you, you’re so beautiful, your butt is so round, I… I really can’t help it…”
Uncle Qi’s crotch was hard as iron, tenting his pants. He pressed his bulge against Mom’s round, full butt, thrusting hard.
His hands weren’t idle either reaching under her arms from behind, grabbing her full, massive breasts. Even through her shirt, it was almost nothing her heavy, high peaks were kneaded and squeezed, changing shape in his hands, stunningly beautiful.
Uncle Qi pressed himself against Mom’s body, thrusting his hard bulge against her round, perky butt just doing this was enough for him.
Getting this far was already a huge honor for Uncle Qi.
But just then, Mom suddenly lifted her foot and stomped hard on Uncle Qi’s foot.
He cried out in pain and loosened his grip giving Mom a chance to break free. She immediately slapped him.
The slap was like a bucket of cold water, instantly dousing Uncle Qi’s passion. He stood there, dumbfounded, looking at Mom.
“I… I…”
“Qi He!” Mom said coldly. “I’m not that kind of woman. I already gave you a chance, but you pushed your luck don’t blame me!”
“No… I… I can’t help it…” Uncle Qi said, and actually knelt down in front of Mom.
A man’s knees are precious!
But Uncle Qi knelt without hesitation.
Seeing this, Mom’s cold face showed a hint of surprise.
“What are you doing? Get up!”
“I won’t!” Uncle Qi played stubborn. “If you don’t forgive me, I won’t get up.”
Honestly, for a man in his forties to act like this was a bit ridiculous, but maybe that’s what softened Mom’s heart a little.
“Don’t act up. Get up, or else…”
Uncle Qi had no choice but to slowly stand up, but the tent in his pants didn’t go down at all.
He kept his head down, not daring to meet Mom’s eyes, looking pitiful. Seeing him like that, Mom sighed softly.
“Secretary Qi, since you like me, please respect me too, understand?” Mom said, her tone a bit gentler.
Uncle Qi nodded.
“All right, eat. When you’re done, I’ll wash the dishes, and you should go home.” Mom said.
Seeing Mom was really a bit angry, Uncle Qi dared not mess around anymore. He quickly finished eating, and before Mom could clear the table, he cleaned up himself.
Leaving the kitchen, Uncle Qi saw Mom sitting on the sofa watching TV, still as beautiful and alluring as ever, but he didn’t dare do anything.
“Mayor, um… I’ll go now.” Uncle Qi said.
“Mm.”
He opened the door and left.
After he left, Mom glanced at the door, then looked away. Though her face showed little emotion, there was a hint of regret maybe she felt she’d been too harsh.
With Uncle Qi gone, only Mom was left at home.
But what about that wad of tissues? And why did Mom sound flustered on the phone?
I soon got the answer.
That wad of tissues was for cleaning up the spilled water from the coffee table.
Then, Mom got up, took a bamboo basket to my room, put my dirty clothes in it to wash.
She went to Zhong Niu’s room and picked up his dirty clothes. Suddenly, she found a pair of his boxers on the bed, and paused, her face showing a hint of nostalgia, her cheeks reddening.
What was she remembering?
Was she thinking of Zhong Niu’s huge, dark, hot penis?
I didn’t know, but that seemed the likeliest.
Mom gently touched her blushing cheek, her moist, beautiful lips parting, breathing fragrant air.
But she quickly snapped out of it, patted her face as if scolding herself, and gave a self-deprecating smile.
She went to Zhong Niu’s desk, where there was a diary. She put down the dirty clothes, picked up the diary, and after reading for a bit, her cheeks turned red again, her beautiful eyes showing a hint of allure.
Who knew what was in that diary to make her blush and smile wryly like that?
I’d only seen Mom like this when I was little she only looked that way for Dad. Since their divorce, I hadn’t seen it.
It made me incredibly curious what on earth did Zhong Niu write in that diary? I swore I’d find a way to read it!
Mom seemed absorbed, but suddenly remembered something, took out her phone, and called me just to tell me to come home late. After hanging up, she sat at Zhong Niu’s desk, reading the diary with a red face.
She was completely immersed, unable to pull herself away.
The diary was densely packed with writing, like a trail of ants. Mom read until dark, then breathed a long sigh and leaned back in the chair.
Even then, her blush hadn’t faded, lingering like the afterglow of sunset.
Suddenly, Mom’s jade hand reached under the desk, as if to pick something up.
No she didn’t!
It seemed she slipped her hand under her skirt!
I was stunned was Mom aroused?
But the motion didn’t last long, just a few seconds, before she quickly pulled her hand back, smiling self-consciously.
“That guy…” Mom shook her head, bit her lip, and closed the diary, but with a hint of satisfaction.
I was even more curious what was in that diary? If Zhong Niu weren’t in his room, I’d have run over to read it already.
Mom put the diary back, picked up the basket of dirty clothes, and left his room. That was the end of it.
I rubbed my temples, about to turn off the surveillance, but suddenly thought of Zhong Niu, and quickly switched to his room he was writing in that diary.
That diary…
I had to get it!
Time passed quickly a week went by. Mom had planned to take us to the beach, but had to postpone because she was too busy.
The summer heat was stifling, even with air conditioning. I just wanted to soak in water. Then one morning, Mom woke me and Zhong Niu, and took us out.
“Mom, where are we going?” I asked as she drove, seeing her smiling.
She turned on the car music and said, “The mall.”
“What for?”
“To buy you two swim trunks, of course.” Mom smiled. “Didn’t I say I’d take you to the beach when I had time? I’m free these days, can’t have you cooped up at home.”
I cheered, “Mom, you’re the best!”
Mom drove us to the mall and took us to the men’s section.
On the way, Zhong Niu was quiet as usual I was used to it, he wasn’t the lively type, more mature and low-key.
A female clerk greeted us, and Mom said we needed men’s swim trunks. She led us to the right section.
“All right, you two pick what you like,” Mom said.
Zhong Niu and I started picking. I quickly chose a black medium-sized pair. I saw Zhong Niu pick the largest dark blue pair, thinking only trunks that big could fit his thing.
Mom noticed too, her eyes showing a brief surprise, then understanding.
The female clerk’s face was odd she knew Zhong Niu’s trunks were the biggest adult size, so she glanced at his crotch.
After paying, Mom drove us out of the city toward the sea.
Rongcheng is a coastal city, so the beach was nearby. Mom had taken me before, so I was familiar.
But this time, Mom didn’t go to the usual spot, but to a nearby dock.
She parked, and we went to a speedboat, where a man in a straw hat was waiting.
“Miss Su, young masters,” the man greeted.
“Thanks,” Mom said, boarding first. Zhong Niu and I followed.
The man untied the boat and started the engine, taking us out to sea.
I was curious where were we going?
After five or six minutes, a small island appeared ahead.
It wasn’t big about the size of a school campus. On it was a building, fully equipped, almost all glass a transparent seaside villa.
There were coconut trees and more, like Hawaii beautiful.
“Wow…” I was stunned.
“This is a place only the rich can come over 30,000 yuan a day, and only members can stay,” Mom said.
“So expensive?” I was shocked.
“Don’t worry, that’s nothing for me,” Mom said.
The boat docked, and we stepped onto the sand.
“If you need anything, just call me I live at the dock, always on call,” the straw hat man said.
“Okay.”
He drove the boat away.
“All right, let’s go in,” Mom said, leading us to the villa.
It was a paradise beautiful scenery, sunshine, sand, impossible to leave.
On the way, I asked Mom a lot. She told me only the three of us were on the island, we could play as we liked, and the straw hat man was the “attendant,” always available.
Food was no problem the fridge was stocked, all facilities complete. We could play to our hearts’ content.
I was thrilled. After touring the villa, I flopped onto the big bed with a satisfied sigh.
Soon…
Knock knock knock!
There was a knock at the door.
I opened it Mom was standing outside, and I was stunned.
She wore a round straw hat, a thin bathrobe, white spaghetti straps on her shoulders, her chest full and about to burst, bare feet, and two shiny calves under the robe refreshing as a spring breeze.
“What are you staring at? Hurry up, Ah Niu’s already at the beach don’t you want to swim?” Mom tapped me.
I snapped out of it, changed into swim trunks, and went barefoot with Mom to the beach.
The sea was blue, waves rolling onto the sand, sea breeze hot but refreshing.
Through the backyard, we were at the beach, facing the endless ocean.
In the water, I saw Zhong Niu swimming far out I was jealous, since I could barely swim.
There were sun loungers nearby. Mom lay on one. I asked, “Mom, why aren’t you swimming?”
“I’ll go later. You go first,” she said. “Be careful, don’t drown.”
“How could I? Impossible!” I said, bluffing.
To show off for Mom, I bravely ran into the waves.
Splash!
I jumped in and started swimming.
But suddenly, my right foot cramped. I panicked I’d gotten a cramp.
How could I be so unlucky, cramping as soon as I got in?
But it was true my foot cramped.
“Mom… ah… Mom…” I called to Mom on the shore, swallowing seawater, struggling, fear closing in from all sides.
I was terrified!
I thought am I going to die here?
I’d swallowed a lot of seawater, my head spinning. Suddenly, I felt someone grab my waist I clung to them desperately.
I was pulled to shore, then someone pressed on my chest, making me spit out the water.
“Fan Fan… Fan Fan…” I heard Mom’s anxious voice nearby.
“Mom, he’s fine, just swallowed some water,” another voice said it was Zhong Niu.
He’d saved me.
I smiled bitterly I’d wanted to show off for Mom, but ended up embarrassed and rescued by Zhong Niu. I felt both resentful and grateful.
But at least I was alive.
I slowly came to, seeing Mom’s worried face. I said bitterly, “Sorry, Mom.”
“What’s to be sorry for? As long as you’re okay,” Mom said, and had Zhong Niu carry me to a sun lounger.
I lay there, exhausted. Mom checked on me, and I told her I just wanted to sleep.
I really was tired and wanted to nap, so Mom let me sleep.
But I didn’t sleep well the sound of waves woke me.
I opened my eyes, and Mom was nowhere to be seen. I looked toward the sea two people were swimming, Zhong Niu and Mom.
I felt bitter.
They swam together, and gradually, I noticed something. Zhong Niu was swimming toward Mom.
But Mom had already reached the sand, walking toward me, with Zhong Niu behind her. As Mom left the water, I finally saw how beautiful and alluring she was in her swimsuit.
She wore a fiery red deep-V one-piece, her full, high breasts pushing up, nipples prominent, two big white rabbits pressed together with a deep, snowy cleavage, flawless and round.
Her waist was slim, hugged by the tight fabric, as smooth as a snake.
Below, the tight fabric outlined her full, beautiful butt to the extreme, the plump flesh at the sides exposed, snowy white and firm.
Between her legs, only a triangle of fabric covered her, completely wet, soft and alluring, with a hint of hair showing through.
Most striking were her long, shapely legs tall, strong, round, straight from top to bottom, the ultimate beauty.
Her black hair was wet, draped over her fragrant shoulders, water droplets sliding over her skin, adding infinite charm no top model could compare.
Sunshine, sea, sand her beauty was the ultimate scenery.
But besides that, I saw Zhong Niu behind her, his eyes fixed on Mom, his largest swim trunks tented high, as if about to burst.
Suddenly, Zhong Niu charged at Mom…
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Fallen Head
there currently hidden i have to readd them as a screenshot itll be up in 24h its patreons stupid rules
Augusto Cezar
Cadê o capítulo 27, 23, 24, 29 e 30
