That night, I was getting ready to rest when I received a phone call from Yang Yaxue’s mother.
She asked if I was available the day after tomorrow to give her another treatment.
What I didn’t expect was that this time she actually took the initiative to invite me to treat her at her home.
For such a request, I naturally had no reason to refuse.
So, on the evening of the day after tomorrow, I went directly to Yang Yaxue’s home.
After meeting, Aunt Liu first took me to retrieve some parcels, a bit heavy, so I helped her carry them home.
"Thank you, Xiao Xu."
Aunt Liu politely thanked me.
"Not at all, it’s a trivial matter."
Helping her with this little thing, I am very willing.
In the elevator, she occasionally glanced at me, her face slightly unusual.
Probably thinking about the ambiguity between us earlier, she must feel a bit embarrassed.
I also secretly observed Aunt Liu, her voluptuous figure, alluring face, just one glance could make one’s thoughts drift towards that direction.
In the elevator, it was just the two of us, no one spoke, only the atmosphere of ambiguity spreading continuously.
Especially her, that mature flushed face, her head lowered, showing shyness.
Because I am her daughter’s friend, yet she repeatedly initiates such intimate contacts with me.
This is a fact she cannot refute.
"Xiao Xu, today you can only treat my condition, you can’t... mess around, you know?"
She suddenly said this, her voice somewhat trembling.
I smirked slightly, unabashedly scrutinizing Aunt Liu’s voluptuous figure.
However, alas, she is Yang Yaxue’s mother.
I quietly reminded myself, absolutely not to harbor any fantasies about her, not even the slightest.
After entering the home and putting down the parcels, she came over with a knife to open them.
But inadvertently, she cut my finger, and blood immediately flowed out.
"Oh dear, I’m so sorry, I didn’t do it on purpose..."
Aunt Liu was panicked at that moment, almost instinctively, she grabbed my finger and sucked on it.
In that instant, I was dumbfounded.
An indescribable comfort rapidly spread throughout my body, making me tremble uncontrollably.
Aunt Liu’s red lips, so soft and moist, tightly wrapped around my finger.
And inside, that warm sensation made me not help but start fantasizing.
Even, I could feel that slippery tongue occasionally sweeping over my fingertip.
It was incredibly comfortable, a great pleasure.
I couldn’t help but fantasize, if what was stuffed in her mouth at that moment wasn’t a finger, but...
What would that experience be like?
I shook my head, quickly dismissing these disorderly thoughts.
She is my elder, Yang Yaxue’s mother, I must not harbor illicit thoughts.
After a while, Aunt Liu finally stopped and released my finger.
Her face became even more alluring.
Seeming to notice my odd reaction, Aunt Liu chuckled.
"What are you always thinking about, you little guy? Got a reaction just like that?"
"Auntie, it really felt good, I couldn’t help it." I laughed awkwardly, feeling slightly embarrassed.
Hearing this, Aunt Liu’s body trembled, her face reddened even more, her eyes involuntarily swept towards my lower body and noticed the bulging outline before quickly looking away.
She pretended she knew nothing, got up and found a plaster to roughly patch up my wound.
"Ah, don’t touch this parcel."
When I picked up a parcel, Aunt Liu acted very panicked and hastily snatched it from my hands.
"Auntie, what’s inside this?" I asked curiously.
"No... nothing, just some undergarments." Aunt Liu blushed, her head down, stammering.
I smiled. That definitely wasn’t underwear, who packages underwear in such a box?
Thinking back to some words I had glimpsed unintentionally, I suddenly thought of a possibility, roughly knowing what was inside.
But thinking about it, it’s normal. Aunt Liu, at this hungry age, with long periods of dissatisfaction, using these tools to comfort her lonely body is completely understandable.