Chapter 22: Interrupted Birthday

Chapter 22: Chapter 22: Interrupted Birthday

Chapter 22: Interrupted Birthday

I watched in a daze as my mother swayed her alluring and voluptuous body down the stairs. Her full, firm breasts trembled like tender jelly. Her bright red tight-fitting dress was so narrow that it seemed as if it would tear if her plump buttocks swayed too much. It sat just below her crotch and at the base of her thighs. With any big movement, the sexy scenery under the dress would be immediately revealed.

My mother swayed her two plump thighs clad in black stockings and her large, swaying buttocks as she walked to my side. Already 172 cm tall, she now appeared to be 182 cm in heels, almost a head taller than me. As she approached, a seductive fragrance of a mature woman, combined with the scent of expensive perfume, wafted over me, intoxicatingly sweet.

My mother walked to my side, her charming eyes gazing intently at me. She elegantly tucked a few strands of her wavy hair behind her ear, revealing her flawless, swan-like neck, and softly asked, "Do you like this outfit, Mom?"

She spoke to me with a breath as sweet as orchids, and with just a few gestures, she perfectly displayed the charm of a mature woman.

"I... I love it so much! Mom, you’re so beautiful! You’re the most beautiful woman in the world!"

I stared blankly at my stunningly beautiful mother, mechanically uttering those words, my eyes fixed on her alluring eyes.

Seeing my stunned expression, Mom giggled and gracefully sat down, her beautiful buttocks sticking out. As soon as she sat down, the hem of her miniskirt rode up quite a bit, and I immediately saw that Mom was wearing a pair of black lace panties underneath. They looked very narrow between her full thighs, and the lace crotch fabric was transparent, vaguely revealing her lush pubic hair and plump, luscious private parts.

However, Mom quickly and gracefully crossed her legs, concealing the endless spring scenery beneath her skirt and revealing her long, plump, black-stockinged legs. Her voluptuous thighs exuded a sensual and mature sensuality, and her alluring, full buttocks pressed tightly against the seat, the tight skirt squeezing out a ring of plump flesh around the seat.

"What are you standing there for? Sit down, the food’s getting cold!" my mother said to me playfully.

I immediately sat down stupidly opposite my mother. All the food and exquisite cakes on the table seemed to disappear in front of me. My eyes were only on my stunningly beautiful and sexy mother. I stared intently at her pretty face, as if the whole world consisted of only her and me.

I looked at my beautiful mother, dressed up for my birthday. Her long, wavy hair cascaded over her smooth, white shoulders. Her delicately made-up oval face was flushed, and her slightly full, sexy red lips seemed to be whispering something to me. Flowing strands of hair that fell across her forehead couldn’t hide her alluring eyes. Her 38G breasts and deep, captivating cleavage exuded a sweet, fleshy fragrance. A gold necklace shimmered under the lights through a large expanse of her tender, white breasts on her bright red V-neck top, reflecting off my face. Combined with her alluring, hazy, dignified yet seductive mature womanly demeanor, I, already filled with lust, was burning with an uncontrollable desire for my mother.

I have completely entered a state of selflessness, unable to hear a single word my mother says. I can no longer suppress my admiration and love for her. My sexy, beautiful, gentle, and mature mother is right in front of me, and I must confess my feelings to her now!

After we had eaten our fill, I cleared the table of food, put the cake on the table, and my mother and I happily arranged the "17-year-old" candles. Then we lit the candles, and my mother swayed her slender waist and plump hips to turn off all the lights in the living room. Instantly, the entire living room was filled with only the flickering and romantic light of the brightly lit "17-year-old" candles.

"Birthday star, make a wish and then blow out the candles," Mom said as she walked over, her face beaming with a sweet fragrance. In the candlelight, her already beautiful face was even more radiant.

I went to my mother’s side, snuggled close to her, closed my eyes and thought for a while, then opened my eyes and said to her, "Mom, after I make my wish and blow out the candles, I have something to tell you!"

Seeing my serious expression, Mom chuckled and said, "What kind of wish is it? If it’s a wish, you can’t say it out loud, or it won’t come true."

I inhaled the faint fragrance emanating from her, and with a slightly presumptuous gesture, I reached out and gently wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her close against me. I said in a serious tone, "Whether it works or not, what I’m about to say is very important. I must tell Mom today!"

My mother seemed a little surprised by my intimate gesture of putting my arm around her waist, but she only looked slightly taken aback. She didn’t push me away and just stayed close to me. Then she smiled and said, "Hurry up and make a wish, the candles are about to melt!"

As I watched the candlelight flickering on the cake, my heart pounded in my chest, and I secretly made a wish: I must be my mother’s man, and I must sleep with her tonight!

After making my wish, I opened my eyes, took a deep breath, and was about to blow out the candles on the cake when a cell phone suddenly rang sharply in the living room.

I almost choked when I saw my mother’s phone ringing on the dining table. Because the living room was pitch black, I could clearly see the words "Weixin" on her shiny phone screen.

Why is this guy calling at this hour?

I thought to myself unhappily, but when my mother saw that it was his phone, she gently pushed me away from her embrace, walked over and said, "It’s your Uncle Weixin calling. It must be business so late. I’ll take it."

She picked up the phone and answered, "Hello, it’s nothing, I’m having dinner with my son. What’s up?"

She walked to the light switch in the living room and turned on the lights. Then, while listening to the conversation on the other end of the phone, she swayed her voluptuous body and strolled to the sofa.

I was utterly speechless. Looking at the candles that were about to melt, I quickly pulled them all out, blew them out, and put them aside.

"What?! Customs won’t let those goods in?" Mom suddenly exclaimed in surprise, as if there was a problem with the business.

"How could that be? I’ve already discussed it with Director Zhang and General Manager Li. It’s all noted in the agreement, and we’ve been there several times already. There won’t be any problems."

The mother only lost her composure slightly before calmly speaking.

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to be talking incessantly, with the mother responding intermittently. The two chatted for almost ten minutes.

I grew increasingly impatient waiting at the dining table, extremely annoyed that Uncle Weixin’s phone call was interrupting my sweet date with my mother, but because it really concerned my mother’s work, I could only suppress my anger.

The two talked for about 20 minutes, and it seemed that the situation was very complicated and could not be resolved in a short time.

"Okay, it seems I have no choice but to go. I’ll be there in 15 minutes," Mom said, and then hung up the phone.

I immediately bristled when I heard that, jumped out of my seat, and shouted angrily, "Mom, you’re not going out again, are you?! Today is my birthday! You promised to spend time with me!"

My mother immediately came over and affectionately kissed my forehead with her red, fragrant lips. I felt a soft, warm touch on my forehead, and smelled a sweet fragrance. She smiled apologetically and said, "Good son, baby, this is a big business deal for Mom. They can’t handle it. Mom will be back soon after I’ve finished dealing with it. We can continue later, okay?"

Looking into my mother’s seemingly expressive, watery, and alluring eyes, gazing at me with deep affection, her kiss made all my anger disappear. I could only say, feeling wronged, "Mom, you have to keep your word. Today is my birthday, and you belong to me. I’ll wait for you to come back, and you have to help me celebrate!"

When Mom heard me say "You belong to me," she immediately burst into a bouncy, giggling laugh, her full, snow-white breasts trembling slightly. She laughed and said, "I know, I know, my darling son. I’ll be back as soon as I’ve taken care of things. You stay home and behave yourself. When you come back, we’ll light candles and eat cake!"

Then my mother leaned closer, her high, pinkish-white, full breasts touching my chest. I could feel the soft, rounded shape of those plump mounds. She pouted her red lips and kissed me on the cheek, then smiled mischievously at me. She turned and went to the sofa to pick up her bag. Below her slender waist, the fleshy, round buttocks encased in a bright red, tight-fitting, super-short pencil skirt immediately assaulted my senses.

I watched as my mother walked out of the house, her two long, voluptuous legs crossing and swaying, creating a mesmerizing wave of black-stockinged legs.

Her large, round buttocks swayed with her elegant steps. Listening to the seductive clatter of her high heels, and watching her leave in that incredibly alluring and sexy outfit to meet Weixin, I suddenly felt very uneasy. It was already past 8 p.m. I wondered where they would meet, a lone man and woman alone so late at night, and with such a hot and sexy woman. Would Weixin do something beastly to harm my mother?

I couldn’t sit still any longer, so I immediately went out of the house to catch up with my mother, who had just left.

She went to the garage to start the car, while I ran to the door and flagged down a passing taxi. I then told the driver to follow my mother’s Porsche. Her car drove through several streets and into the bustling commercial district of the city center, where it soon stopped in front of a high-rise CBD building.

I got out of the taxi and saw my mother step out of the car with her beautiful legs in black stockings. She had somehow gotten a luxurious mink shawl draped over her shoulders, and she was still wearing the same sexy red tight dress as before, looking very elegant and noble. I saw her gracefully hand the car keys to the valet from a short distance away, and then walk into the building.

The young man stared at the glamorous and beautiful sexy lady, his eyes wide with disbelief. He was so engrossed in her swaying, round buttocks that he almost dropped the keys in his hand.

My mother, dressed in a fiery red, tight-fitting, sexy outfit with black stockings over her long legs, swayed gracefully in the lights below the building. Her long, slender legs, full of curves but not bulky, were tightly wrapped in sexy, sheer black stockings, which gleamed with an ambiguous and alluring sheen in the dim light. In addition, she wore a pair of ten-centimeter stiletto dark blue high heels, which added to her sexiness and glamorousness.

The sound of red high heels clicking on the ground was so enchanting that they looked like alluring red sprites in the night.

My mother had extensive dance training in her youth, so she pays close attention to her posture when she walks. Whenever she’s in public, she walks with an elegant catwalk. Whenever I go out with my mother, I like to follow behind her, watching her beautifully dressed legs, encased in stockings, move gracefully and rhythmically with her confident catwalk, creating waves of alluring leg sway. With each step, her plump, round buttocks sway even more, creating a sexy and alluring wave of hips. Coupled with the seductive sound of her high heels clicking on the ground, she always becomes the focus of attention on the street, regardless of whether it’s men or women.

I quickly followed. Luckily, it was already night, and for some reason, the building security guards weren’t at the entrance. I dashed inside, only to be stunned. There were several corridors in front, behind, left, and right, as well as several elevators going up and down, with high and low sections. My mother was nowhere to be seen. Where could I find her now?

Although it was past 8 p.m., the building was still brightly lit, and men and women working overtime were coming out of the building one after another. My student-like appearance was too conspicuous here, and many people were giving me strange looks. I knew I couldn’t just stand there like an idiot.

Suddenly, I smelled a faint, almost imperceptible perfume scent in the air. It was the expensive perfume my mother was wearing today. I followed the scent to the left and walked to an elevator lobby. There were two elevators leading to the upper floors of this building.