Chapter 9 – Complicity
Khoi came back to his senses, turned to look at me, a sly smile on his lips. “Quang Huy, let me ask you something.”
“Class is almost here.” I snapped, trying to sound annoyed.
He leaned close to my ear and whispered, “Your mother… has been acting strangely flirtatious lately. Is your father away?”
A thought flashed through my mind. I knew what to say. “Yeah, I’ve been on a business trip for half a year.”
His eyes lit up. “Half a year? No wonder! Staying single? What a waste. You’ve never had any thoughts about being with such a great beauty?”
“Get out! That’s my mother!” I roared, a perfectly orchestrated tantrum.
He quickly waved his hand, grinning. “Sorry, sorry. Hey, can I come over to your house tonight? I can also grab dinner.”
“What are you doing at my house?” I pretended to refuse, even though I knew full well what he was up to.
“Then come play with me. What, not welcome?” He put his arm around my shoulder, his expression mean but determined.
I knew I couldn’t refuse. The fish had taken the bait. “Okay. Let’s go home together tonight, Mom.”
“Ok!” He winked triumphantly, then turned and went back to class.
I stood there, a cold sense of power coursing through my veins. Minh Khoi, this lecherous boy, was the perfect piece for my play.
English class. Mom wore the same blue dress from the day before. She walked around the classroom, her round butt swaying with each step, the “clack, clack” sound of her high heels seemed to knock on the nerves of every boy in the class. She stopped at Minh Khoi’s desk, pretending to look at his paper, then glanced at me, a look that was both teasing and reproachful. A hidden message that only the two of us understood.
She bent down and taught him the lesson. Her body was almost pressed against Khoi’s. Her full breasts were hidden behind the thin lace. Her curvaceous butt was inviting. The fat Ky Nam sitting in the opposite row almost had a nosebleed. Mom stood up straight, her butt swaying provocatively. A perfect accident.
After school, Khoi followed me to my mother’s office. I pretended to be innocent. “Mom, I invited Khoi to our house for dinner. Poor him, he has no food.”
Mom shot me a sharp look, but said nothing. A silent agreement.
On the way to the parking lot, Minh Khoi and I followed behind my mother. We were like two wolf cubs following the leader. The scent of her perfume and her skin mixed together, creating a strong stimulant. I could clearly hear Khoi swallowing his saliva. A thought suddenly flashed through my mind: a beautiful woman like my mother without sex was a waste of nature.
In the car, Khoi took the passenger seat. All the way, he kept stealing glances at his mother. He looked at her cleavage, at her long legs covered in black stockings. His mother knew, but she only pretended to pull her skirt down when she stopped at a red light, an action that only made the atmosphere in the car more ambiguous.
Back home. When Mom bent down to take off her shoes, both Khoi and I were stunned. Her plump ass was pointed straight at us, squeezed tightly by her tight skirt. Her black thong was clearly visible, the thin string was deep in the crack of her ass, revealing the outline of her swollen vagina. A naked and sinful scene.
Mother stood up, catching our eyes. She blushed and quickly pulled her skirt down, but it was too late. “What are you two doing? Why don’t you come inside?” she snapped, but her voice lacked any authority.
“I’ll go change and cook,” she said, then went upstairs. Khoi’s eyes lit up.
“Great opportunity,” it whispered to me. “If your mother hadn’t locked the door, we could have…”
“Are you crazy?” I protested. “My mother always locks the door.”
“How will you know if you don’t try?” he said, then tiptoed towards the stairs. I hesitated for a second, then followed. My heart was pounding like a drum.
Mom’s bedroom door. Khoi gently turned the doorknob. Click. The door was unlocked. I was stunned. Mom knew we were downstairs. Why didn’t she lock the door? Did she do it on purpose?
Khoi opened the door and peeked in. I also stuck my head in. A private and forbidden world opened up before my eyes.
Mother was sitting on the bed, slowly taking off her stockings. Her fair skin was gradually revealed. She stood up, walked to the mirror, and looked at her body with satisfaction. “Even though you’re old…” she muttered, then smiled. “Kids these days…”
She pulled off her dress, revealing her bare back and the black bra strap that dug into her skin. She bent down, her ass arched, struggling to pull the dress over her oversized ass. Then she unhooked her bra. Her perfect back was revealed. She continued to pull down her thong, completely exposing her carefully tended private area, pink and plump.
She was completely naked in front of the mirror, and in front of us. Khoi and I held our breath, not blinking. The feeling of guilt and extreme excitement made my lower body burn.
We hurriedly retreated when we saw Mom getting ready to put on her pajamas. Sitting on the sofa, Khoi panted. “Your mother… is unbelievable! Those tits, that ass, and that pussy… Perfect!”
“Yeah, but that’s my mom,” I replied.
“You can’t, but I can!” He smirked. “Do you want me to pursue your mother? I’m a master. Once I’ve pursued her, I’ll show you how good I am at fucking your mother. How about it?”
Seeing me hesitate, he added, “Your father is away, your mother is lonely. You are a son, shouldn’t you help her a little?”
Everything was in my plan. I didn’t agree right away, but I knew, the beast inside Minh Khoi had been released. And I was the one holding the chain.