Lin Zhe, without telling his mother, resolutely drove onto the highway that he knew was already completely congested.
The highway at night resembles an endless black ribbon.
Outside the car window, the city lights were gradually left behind, replaced by a monotonous darkness, with only the car headlights illuminating the small patch of road ahead.
Inside the car, the heating was on full blast. Wang Xiulan, feeling worried and exhausted, and still under the influence of the alcohol she had been drinking, leaned back in her seat and closed her eyes to rest.
Lin Zhe gripped the steering wheel, his palms damp with a fine layer of sweat.
Half of his heart was filled with guilt for deceiving his mother, while the other half was filled with an irrepressible excitement and anticipation for what was happening at home.
Xiaoyu... what is my wicked yet charming wife doing now?
Has she already changed into that sexiest silk nightgown?
Has she already become like a lazy cat, actively clinging to her father?
Can Father... withstand it?
No, he couldn't possibly withstand it.
Lin Zhe was absolutely confident in this.
He didn't just see his wife Su Yu's beauty; he thoroughly appreciated it for two whole years.
Every glance, every breath, every inch of her skin exuded hormones powerful enough to drive any male creature mad.
No man could resist Su Yu's proactive temptation.
In Lin Zhe's mind, a series of high-definition, lewd images began to uncontrollably appear:
How could his wife's long, slender, snow-white legs coil around his father's waist, which was no longer young but still strong, like a snake?
How her firm, full breasts were kneaded into all sorts of alluring shapes beneath his father...
This thought caused his penis to spring back to life, becoming erect and proud once more...
And so, amidst all sorts of forbidden fantasies, the car drove for nearly two hours.
Until ahead, a continuous sea of red brake lights appeared, like solidified blood vessels, completely blocking the entire highway.
Seeing this, Lin Zhe "timely" let out a cry of surprise filled with annoyance and shock.
"What happened?"
Wang Xiulan was startled awake. When she opened her eyes, she saw this despairing scene before her.
"Mom, it seems like there's a traffic jam ahead."
Lin Zhe pretended to be anxious, turned on the hazard lights, and simultaneously stepped on the brakes:
"Let me check the navigation... Oh no! There's a chain reaction accident ahead, causing a traffic jam that stretches for several kilometers!"
He took his phone down, zoomed in on the red congested route, and showed it to Wang Xiulan.
Seeing this, Wang Xiulan instantly came to her senses and asked anxiously:
"What should we do then? Can we turn around? Or take the national highway?"
"It's too late to turn around now. Look, the road behind us is blocked too."
Lin Zhe's face showed a helpless expression, and he sighed as he said:
"Sigh, really, why did we have to run into this kind of thing? If we were on the national highway, it would probably be even more congested than the expressway. At this time of day, it's full of long-haul freight trucks."
After saying that, Lin Zhe seemed to suddenly remember something and tentatively said:
"Mom, how about... we take the nearest exit and slowly make our way down the national highway? If I get tired of driving, we can take turns?"
Wang Xiulan looked displeased and replied curtly:
"You forgot? I didn't even learn to drive because I was taking care of you two, so where did I get a driver's license?"
Her words carried a hint of resentment that she herself was unaware of, a resentment that had been building up over the years.
As the only daughter of a middle-class family, she has been a full-time housewife for more than 20 years, completely tying her life to her husband and children. She doesn't even have a driver's license, which is undoubtedly a hidden and sharp thorn in her heart.
"Oh dear! Look at my brain!"
Lin Zhe slapped his forehead, his face full of self-reproach:
"It's all my fault. I was thinking about my sister so much that I forgot about this. I'm sorry, Mom."
The car moved slowly through the traffic, and the mother and son remained silent for a long time, staring at the endless line of red cars in the distance.
Ultimately, Lin Zhe came up with the "only" solution.
"Mom, how about this? Let's go down from that service area ahead and find a place to stay for the night."
"It would be better to wait until the highway opens tomorrow, or take the national highway when it gets light, than waste time here like this."
Upon hearing this, Wang Xiulan thought it over and over, and it seemed that this was the only way. So she nodded wearily and agreed.
Just as the car slowly drove off the highway and was looking for a place to stay in a nearby small county, a light rain began to fall from the sky.
The cold raindrops hit the car window and instantly froze into thin shards of ice.
They didn't bring umbrellas.
Running from the parking lot to the nearest hotel that looked relatively clean, the mother and son's cashmere coats and down jackets were already half-soaked from the rain in just a few dozen meters.
Pushing open the heavy glass door of the hotel, a wave of heat, a mixture of cheap incense and heating, hit them, instantly warming the two people who were freezing.
Looking up, they saw a sleepy-eyed middle-aged man snoring on the table at the front desk.
Hearing the noise, he rubbed his eyes and looked up. When he saw the "man and woman" in front of him, dressed in fine clothes and with a temperament that seemed out of place in this small county town, he revealed a strange look in his eyes, a look of speculation about the locals.
Wang Xiulan lives at home most of the year and rarely faces such a scene alone.
Feeling uncomfortable under the older man's gaze, she instinctively moved closer to her tall son and whispered:
"This...is it some kind of rip-off shop?"
For safety reasons, Lin Zhe took the initiative to step forward:
"Book a double room."
After saying that, Wang Xiulan, who was standing right next to her son, added as if to explain:
"We are mother and son, and we came out to take care of something urgent."
Unexpectedly, after she finished speaking, the receptionist's already strange look became even more meaningful.
After quickly completing the formalities and arriving at her room, Wang Xiulan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Although the room was a bit small, it was very warm and had all the necessary facilities. Most importantly, the sheets and blankets looked very clean, unlike the dirty and messy scene she had imagined.
Wang Xiulan took off her camel-colored coat, which was soaked by the rain, revealing a tight-fitting black wool sweater underneath.
That dress perfectly accentuated her voluptuous, mature curves.
"Mom, why don't you go take a shower first?"
Lin Zhe slightly shifted his slightly flushed gaze and said considerately:
"You've been exposed to the cold wind and caught a light rain. Take a hot shower right away so you don't catch a cold."
He himself, however, had more important things to do.
Without thinking much, Wang Xiulan nodded, took a clean bath towel, and went into the bathroom.
Hearing the bathroom door close, Lin Zhe immediately took out his phone and sent his sister a reassuring message, briefly explaining the traffic situation on the road and telling her not to worry.
Then, he clicked on that familiar profile picture and eagerly sent a message to his wife, Su Yu:
"Where are you at?"
However, after the message was sent, it seemed to sink without a trace, and no reply was received for a long time.
This made Lin Zhe's heart leap into his throat, and all sorts of erotic and anxious fantasies began to play out wildly in his mind.
In the bathroom, Wang Xiulan stood under the showerhead, letting the warm water wash over her well-maintained, plump body.
The misty air made the entire space feel hazy.
It wasn't until this moment, when she realized that she was in the same room as her adult son, separated only by a door, that a belated and intense sense of shame welled up inside her.
Wang Xiulan couldn't help but glance at the frosted glass beside her. Under the combined effect of water vapor and light, the outline of her exquisite and mature body was reflected in the glass, both blurry and clear.
It resembles a shadow puppet show that evokes a sense of wonder.
This realization made her feel quite ashamed, so Wang Xiulan quickly sped up her actions.
After taking a shower, Wang Xiulan came out wrapped in the white bathrobe provided by the hotel.
She had just come out of the bath, her cheeks flushed with a natural and captivating blush, her wet black hair dripping with water droplets, and her whole body exuding a warm, moist fragrance.
The robe's hem could not completely conceal her proud D-cup breasts, revealing a deep, snow-white cleavage in the middle.
Hearing the noise, Lin Zhe looked up and his gaze immediately went straight to the spot.
Having not vented for several days, his mind was once again filled with the lewd image of his wife having an affair with his father.
At this moment, seeing his mother's alluring "post-bath beauty" again, his already aroused penis almost immediately became fully engorged, creating a huge tent in his pants.
Wang Xiulan's focus, however, was completely different.
Although she noticed her son's unusual physical reaction, she didn't think about it in any other way. Instead, a strong feeling of pity and heartache welled up in her heart.
In her opinion, the reason why her son gets erections so easily is definitely because of the disharmony in his marital relationship with Su Yu!
How could a young, strong adult man so easily become aroused if his sexual needs were met?
This thought further convinced her of her previous judgment: her husband, Lin Jianguo, and her daughter-in-law, Su Yu, were definitely having an affair.
A wave of contempt for Su Yu rose in her heart once again, while she also began to calmly review her own plan.
That's right, all of Wang Xiulan's unusual behavior before was part of a plan.
She used the excuse of tidying up the study to secretly install a pinhole camera inside;
Refusing to go out with her son and daughter-in-law was also to give herself time to arrange everything in the living room and her own bedroom;
Later, she took the initiative to suggest playing the King's Game in order to escalate the conflict and force them to reveal their true colors.
They finally decided to go out that night, which was indeed out of concern for their daughter, but it also created a perfect, undisturbed "commitment environment" for them, so that the camera could capture the most direct and irrefutable evidence!
After she picks up her daughter, she might be able to confront her directly.
Then, the three of them, the mother and her two children, who had suffered so much, would finally be able to live together in peace, no longer disturbed by the vixen and the unfaithful man.
Thinking of this, Wang Xiulan's eyes became even more determined.
Fueled by the alcohol she had consumed at home and overflowing with concern for her son, she made a bold move.
After drying her hair, she swayed her hips and slowly walked to Lin Zhe's bedside, sat down next to him, looked directly into her son's eyes, and asked bluntly:
"Xiao Zhe, tell Mom the truth, you and Xiao Yu... are you not very compatible in that area?"
Lin Zhe was completely stunned. He never expected his mother to ask such a direct and explosive question!
Disharmony?
What's wrong with them?
That was so harmonious!
He's so harmonious that he's actively creating opportunities for his wife to have an affair with his own father!
He would never dare to say such a thing out loud, even if you killed him.
Lin Zhe's face instantly turned bright red, and he stammered, unable to utter a single word.
Wang Xiulan interpreted his embarrassed appearance as an admission of guilt.
Wang Xiulan's disgust for Su Yu deepened even further.
So, she sighed with pity and, speaking from experience, began to "teach" her slow-witted son:
"Xiao Zhe, don't be shy. Between husband and wife, this kind of thing is actually the most important."
Wang Xiulan knew that these things would be a little awkward for a mother and son to talk about, so she kept her voice low, yet it carried an intimate tone, as if sharing a secret:
"What does a man hope for when he comes home after working hard outside? Isn't it just a wife, children, and a warm bed? If the bed isn't warm, his heart will easily grow cold."
Seeing her son with his head down and silent, she thought she had touched a nerve, so she became even more aggressive, even reaching out to pat her son's stiff thigh:
"Look at you, young and strong, yet so hot-tempered. Su Yu is beautiful, but perhaps… she's just too young and doesn't know how to care for others."
"Women, you can't just rely on your good looks. How to serve your man well is a lifelong lesson. Look at your father..."
"Forget it, let's not talk about him anymore. Anyway, Mom has been through this, Mom knows..."
Lin Zhe listened to his mother's "golden advice" with a bitter expression, feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles. He could only nod repeatedly with a pained expression, like a schoolboy who had made a mistake.
Finally, after talking for about half an hour, Wang Xiulan stopped when her throat became dry.
Seeing her son's hair still wet, Wang Xiulan felt embarrassed and guilty, realizing she shouldn't have pressured him at this time.
Then, changing the subject, she said softly:
"Alright, alright, Mom won't say anymore. Your hair is still wet, go wash it quickly so you don't catch a cold."
Lin Zhe felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He grabbed a bath towel and rushed into the bathroom as if he were fleeing.
When Lin Zhe turned on the tap and the sound of running water filled the air, Wang Xiulan belatedly noticed that although she couldn't see the specific details through the frosted glass, she could still vaguely make out some outlines.
For example, at this moment, the tall and strong outline of his son Lin Zhe's body, as well as the vague shape of the huge thing between his legs, came into view.
Wang Xiulan felt embarrassed and quickly looked away, her cheeks burning uncontrollably.
"Wang Xiulan, what are you thinking? That's your son, a piece of your own flesh and blood!"
That's what she was thinking, but when Lin Zhe came out after taking a shower, Wang Xiulan's gaze involuntarily fell on him again.
Lin Zhe was wrapped in a white bathrobe, revealing his muscular calves and well-defined chest.
He was taller and younger than his father, and full of vitality.
His handsome face, enhanced by the mist, possessed an even more captivating charm.
It makes sense that Su Yu, that vixen, could fall for her own son.
With that figure and looks, what's the difference between him and a model?
Wang Xiulan, who had not had sex for a long time, looked at such a young and strong male body and felt a strange, long-lost, yet absolutely inappropriate, ripple in her heart.
Lin Zhe's mind was also in complete turmoil.
He anxiously wondered what had happened to his wife and why she hadn't replied to his messages.
On the other side, his gaze naturally fell on the bed.
His mother was lying on her side on the bed, wearing a slightly oversized nightgown provided by the hotel. Her smooth, dried black hair cascaded down the pillow like a waterfall.
This serene posture, under the dim light, gave Lin Zhe a strong illusion, as if the woman in front of him was not his mother, but a charming woman in her thirties waiting for her husband to return.
At this ambiguous and eerie moment, an accident occurred.
Lin Zhe subconsciously raised his hand, wanting to wipe the water droplets from his hair.
Perhaps the hotel bathrobe was too small, or perhaps the penis inside was in a semi-erect state, secretly stretching the robe open.
As Lin Zhe raised his hand, the already loosely tied bathrobe belt quietly slipped off.
The entire bathrobe, without any warning, suddenly opened up.
And that hot, throbbing penis, fueled by his persistent fantasies and lust, was once again exposed to his mother Wang Xiulan's shocked phoenix eyes.
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