University Years

During university, my father and I kept the peace.

While I was in university, I came to realize that without financial backing and strength, it would be impossible to completely take Mother away from Father.

So I worked hard throughout university. My grades were decent, but best of all, I interned and worked part-time at a startup while still in school. Because I made major contributions to the company's growth, I was promoted to management and became one of the company's partners before graduating, achieving financial independence.

Between work and school, I barely had time to go home during summer break. Mother often came to see me.

Once, I said, "Sister Xia, I miss you. It would be so nice if you were by my side." The next day, Mother surprised me by appearing before my eyes.

Living at school was definitely inconvenient. To be more discreet, housing prices in N University's city were not too outrageous, so I bought a two-bedroom apartment in a residential area far from both work and school. I usually stayed at school, but whenever Mother came over, we would stay in our little nest. Running back and forth was tiring, but it put my mind at ease.

During the second semester of my senior year, I basically had no classes. I chose not to pursue graduate school, nor did I have to worry about work. My position at the company was respectable, and the salary was decent too.

Using the excuse of taking care of me, whenever Father went on a business trip, I brought Mother over. Mother made our little nest feel very warm and cozy.

"Sister Xia, I'm back!"

"Little Husband, rest for a bit. Dinner will be ready soon."

"What did you make that's good?" I asked as I entered the kitchen and wrapped my arms around Mother from behind.

"Steamed fish and choy sum, your favorites. I also simmered chicken soup with deer antler. I'll serve you some—have a bowl of soup first."

"Sister Xia, do I still need to drink chicken soup with deer antler? Don't you know whether I need it or not?"

"You've been under a lot of pressure from school and work lately, and you've been doing that a little too much. You need to nourish yourself."

"What have I been doing too much?" I whispered in Mother's ear, cupping her breasts with both hands and gently kneading them.

"Don't mess around, I'm cooking. Go sit in the living room for a while."

Recently, with revisions to my thesis and being busy at work, the pressure really had been a little high. Every night, I needed to make love with Mother once, and only after coming did I relax somewhat.

I drank the chicken soup Mother had served me and said, "Sister Xia, you're so good to me."

"It's good that you know."

At the dining table, I said to Mother, "Sister Xia, let's talk to Dad and have you move over here directly."

Mother said, "How could that work? What about the house? What about when your dad comes back?"

I said, "When Dad comes back, let him stay at home. He never stays there for long anyway. If that won't work, let Dad come live here too—but you'll still sleep with me."

Mother said, "How could that work? Do you have a death wish?"

I said, "Sister Xia, I want you to openly be my wife. I want to openly sleep with you. I don't want to keep being Little Husband. I want to get rid of the 'little.'"

Mother said, "All right, Little Husband."

I said, "Call me Husband. Call me Big Husband. Let Dad be Little Husband."

Mother said, "Mm, Little Husband."

Lately, we often argued over this title. I clamored about getting promoted, saying a mistress needed to be made legitimate, while Mother would say, "All right, Little Husband," or "Fine, I'll make you legitimate, Little Husband." There was nothing I could do about it. Although there was never any result, I never got tired of it. Only when Mother and I made love could I hear her remove the "little" and call me Husband.

Mother and I had a very harmonious sex life, blending together like water and milk and satisfying each other. Mother had rarely taken the initiative before; usually, I would pin her down and fuck her. Recently, we discovered the "cowgirl position." Mother liked that position very much, saying it allowed her to take control of her orgasm. She liked that feeling.

After dinner, I organized the materials for meeting a client tomorrow. After I showered, Mother was already waiting for me in bed.

For the convenience of our "activities" in bed, we bought an extra-large bed. When we were choosing it, Mother said, "Buy a bigger bed. It'll be easier to sleep." I said, "What do we need such a big bed for? Wouldn't a smaller one be better? I sleep on top of you, so we don't need that much space." Mother said, "You're getting heavier and heavier now. You press down on me so hard I can't breathe. I can't stand it."

I kissed Mother, my hands caressing Mother's Body. Her body was soft and smooth, delicate to the touch and very well maintained. Her breasts were still so firm and elastic beneath my kneading.

My hand slid to Mother's pubic area, lightly teasing her pubic hair. Mother's body trembled slightly, and a blissful moan escaped her throat.

When I touched Mother's vagina, she was already soaking wet, with vaginal fluid running all the way to her ass.

I wanted to insert my fingers, but Mother stopped me and said, "Let Xiao Tian come in."

I pressed down on Mother's body. Without needing to guide it with my hand, my cock naturally found her hole.

I drove straight in, thrusting all the way into Mother's depths in one stroke. Mother moaned, "Ohh~," in extreme pleasure and comfort.

Looking into Mother's dazed, longing eyes, I asked, "Sister Xia, does it feel good?"

Mother said, "It feels good. I love Little Husband's cock most."

I slowly fucked Mother. Her honey cave was warm and soft, wrapping around my cock so comfortably. I kissed and sucked on Mother's earlobe, my tongue gently teasing it. The roots of Mother's ears were very sensitive—a secret I had discovered by accident.

Mother said, "Little Husband, don't lick my ears. Don't lick my ears."

I said, "Why not?"

Mother said, "Whenever you lick my ears, my whole body gets itchy, especially my cunt down there."

I said, "That's exactly why I want to make you itchy. When your honey cave gets itchy, you'll feel even better when I fuck you."

I focused even more intently on teasing Mother's earlobe and stopped thrusting. Before long, Mother's body began to writhe uncontrollably, her honey cave constantly rubbing against my cock.

Mother moaned sweetly, "Little Husband, Little Husband, give it to me. Hurry up and move."

I said, "Move where?"

Mother said, "Move your cock. Hurry up and fuck your wife. Your wife is itchy down there."

I said, "Call me Husband."

Mother said, "Husband, Husband, dear Husband."

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Mother helped me to the bed, and I fell asleep in a daze.

I woke up at seven the next morning and was delighted to find Mother lying beside me. Ha, she hadn't made me Sleep Separately just because I'd been drinking. That was great!

I kissed Mother on the lips. She woke up and asked, "You're up so early?"

I whispered into Mother's ear, "I woke up because I Miss You. I want to Make Love to you, love your rear flower."

The moment Mother heard that, she quickly climbed out of bed and stood beside it. "I don't want to."

I reached out to pull her back, but Mother Said Smiling, "I don't want to. I'm a little scared now. I'm going to make breakfast."

As she spoke, she got dressed and headed for the kitchen, not even giving me a chance to say anything. I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. What's Wrong with this?

"Sister Xia, Sister Xia, don't make breakfast. Keep me company," I said.

Mother said, "I don't dare. I'm afraid you'll misbehave." With that, she quickly left the room.

Since I couldn't be intimate with Mother, I no longer felt like sleeping either, so I got up too. Mother was making breakfast. I went over and hugged her, saying, "Sister Xia, it's so wonderful to have you."

Mother said, "You're such a Sweet Talker. You're about to graduate. When are you going to find a Girlfriend?"

"I don't want a Girlfriend," I said. "I'm already someone with a Wife."

There were many Girls in Liberal Arts majors during university, but there wasn't a single one I liked. I felt that none of them could compare to Mother. It wasn't that they weren't pretty—young women lacked Mother's charm, while beautiful women lacked Mother's figure.

To me, Mother was the most perfect woman in the world.

Mother said, "You should find a Girlfriend. I won't be jealous. I'll grow old eventually, and I'm Your Dad's woman after all. I want someone who can help me take care of my Little Husband."

"Sister Xia, you'll never grow old," I said.

"Nothing but nonsense," Mother said. "I'm already over forty."

I didn't want to keep discussing this topic. "Sister Xia, when will breakfast be ready? I'm hungry."

Mother said, "Whenever we talk about this, you change the subject. You're doing it on purpose, aren't you?"

"I'm not. I really am hungry."

After breakfast, I went to the company. How could I dispel Mother's idea of making me find a Girlfriend? Over the past few years, we had lived harmoniously as mother and son in public, husband and wife in private. I loved Mother, and Mother loved me too.

Could it be that Mother wanted to return to Father's side and no longer wanted to be with me?

The thought left me unsettled and unable to focus on work.

No, I had to propose to Mother and make her marry me. I had to create better time and space for just the two of us, make Mother forget Father, and erase Father's mark from her heart.

There were only Months left until graduation. Apart from my thesis defense, there was nothing else to do academically this semester. At work, I had sorted out the recent client orders, and there was nothing much to handle there either. I planned to get my driver's license to prepare for the future, and after graduating and leaving school, I would propose to Mother. Before graduation, I needed to plan everything carefully.

I wanted to spend as much time with Mother as possible and make her depend on me. Whenever there was nothing going on at school, I would go home and stay with her—watch TV, watch movies, chat—so she wouldn't feel lonely.

When I returned home today, Mother said, "Your Dad called. He said he's taking leave next week and coming home. I'm going back this weekend too."

"Sister Xia, have Dad take his vacation here," I said. "I don't want you to go back."

Mother said, "The house back in our hometown needs to be checked on regularly. It's not as if I'm not coming back."

"Then I'll go back with you."

Mother said, "Aren't you writing your thesis? Don't you want to graduate? And the company has So Many things waiting for you."

"My thesis is almost finished revising. I'm just waiting for the defense. The company doesn't really need me to do anything either. I can always take a few days off."

Mother said, "Do whatever you want. I'm afraid you'll get jealous of Your Dad when we go back."

I looked at Mother resentfully. "Then can't you just not go back?"

"No," Mother said. "I'm going back to keep my husband company."

"I'm your husband too!"

Mother laughed heartily. "You're the Small One, the secondary one. Your Dad is the big one, the official one."

I was helpless. They said a woman's heart was like a needle at the bottom of the sea—truly impossible to fathom.

I thought I understood Mother very well, but I still couldn't figure out what she was thinking. She could give me everything, yet it seemed I could never have all of her.

Mother still had to Return to Hometown that weekend, and I went with her. By the time we arrived, Father had already cleaned the house from top to bottom.

Father said, "Ever since you started university, it's been rare for our family to all be together even a few times a year. Today, let your mom make us a proper feast."

Mother said, "That's right. You're always out and about, Xiao Tian is usually at school and has to work at the company too. Every one of us is busy."

Father said, "Wife, you've worked hard all these years. You've taken care of everything at home. I haven't properly fulfilled my responsibilities as a husband. In another couple of years, once Xiao Tian is financially independent, I won't go out anymore. I'll stay home and keep you company."

Mother glanced at me and said, "What are you saying? You're the pillar of this family. You're the one holding this household up."

Father laughed. "Haha, I'm getting old. Xiao Tian is Grown Up now. From now on, Xiao Tian will be the pillar of this family."

I glanced at Mother and said, "Dad, you've worked hard out there all these years. From now on, you don't have to work so hard. It'll be my turn to take care of you Elders."

Father said, "My son has Grown Up. He's become sensible."

Dinner passed in a happy atmosphere of reunion.

That night, I slept alone in my room, and I wasn't used to it at all. I had grown accustomed to sleeping while holding Mother during this time. Now Mother was next door, sleeping in Father's arms, and it made me deeply uncomfortable.

Late at night, I tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

From next door came my mother's faint moans, along with the soft "creak, creak" of the rocking bed. My mother and father were making love, yet there was nothing I could do. I wanted to have my mother all to myself. What should I do? What could I do?

My mother's moaning went on for an hour. I had insomnia and did not sleep all night.

In the morning, Mother was making breakfast in the kitchen. Seeing the dark circles under my eyes, she asked, "What's wrong? Didn't you sleep well last night?"

"Mm." Then I leaned close to Mother's ear and whispered, "You and Dad were doing it last night. You didn't care about my feelings at all. Did you deliberately let me hear?"

Mother said smiling, "Aren't you ashamed? Eavesdropping again. I told you not to come back with us, but you insisted. You only made yourself miserable, didn't you?"

"I just want to be with you. It makes me feel at ease."

Mother whispered in my ear, "My heart is with yours. But with your dad at home, we can't be as intimate as we are in the new home. Hide my clothes in your wardrobe properly. Don't let your dad find them."

"Okay. I'll hide them well."

Mother kissed me and said, "Go rest for a while."

Time at home always passed quickly. I had thought I could enjoy several days of vacation, but by Tuesday, there was already a lot at the company that needed my attention. I had to communicate and coordinate over several contracts and orders. I was reluctant to leave, mainly because I did not want to be separated from Mother.

Father said, "Right now, you should focus on your studies and career. Everything at home is fine, so there's no need for you to worry. Better yet, bring back a wife while you're at it. It'd be even better if the three of you came back together."

Mother said, "Exactly. You're not that young anymore."

I said, "Mom, it's not like you don't know. I'm about to graduate and start working, so I'm very busy. Besides, no girl likes me. I'm feeling pretty melancholy right now."

Mother gave me a meaningful look and said, "Stop being glib. Do you think I don't know you? Don't set your standards too high. I know what you're thinking." Ai Du Free Novel App, No Ads, Fastest Update. To avoid losing content during Horse Race, Download:

"I'm feeling pretty melancholy right now" was something I said to tease Mother, and she understood it.

Before returning home this time, I said to Mother, "Sister Xia, Dad is at home, but what if I want to make love to you again? You can't keep making me endure it forever."

Mother said, "What else can you do besides endure it? Do you want to openly tell your dad that you want to make love to your mom?"

"Sister Xia, how about we come up with a code word? If I want you, or if you miss me, we can use the code word."

Mother asked, "What code word?"

I said, "If I want to make love to you, I'll tell you 'Grind Soy Milk.' How about that?"

The moment Mother heard "Grind Soy Milk," she suddenly burst into giggles. She laughed so hard her body trembled, bending forward and backward. I was completely baffled.

I asked Mother, "Sister Xia, what are you laughing at? What's so funny?"

Mother stopped laughing and said, "If you say 'Grind Soy Milk' in front of your dad, you'll be walking right into a trap."

"Why?"

Mother said, "When you were little, whenever your dad wanted to say he wanted to make love to me in front of you kids, he would say he wanted to grind soy milk with me. 'Grind Soy Milk' was your dad's code word for making love to me. I'm imagining how your dad would react if you said 'Grind Soy Milk' to me in front of him."

After saying that, she started laughing again, so hard that tears nearly came out.

Suddenly, I understood. I remembered Father always talking about grinding soy milk when I was little, yet I barely ever saw any soy milk. I said, "How could you openly say such dirty things in front of me back then? Honestly."

Mother said smiling, "You didn't understand back then."

After being fooled for so many years, I felt melancholy and sighed, "I'm feeling pretty melancholy right now."

Then an idea suddenly struck me. I said to Mother, "Sister Xia, from now on, if I want to make love to you when we're back in our hometown, I'll tell you, 'Crotch Is Melancholy.'"

Mother did not understand and asked, "What do you mean, 'I'm feeling pretty melancholy right now'?"

I took Mother's hand and placed it beneath my crotch, saying, "My crotch is feeling very melancholy right now."

Mother blushed and said, "Little Scoundrel. All you can think about is saying dirty things to your mom."

I said, "With Dad's Scoundrel Jade leading the way, I'm just the Wooden Calf following behind."

Mother said, "You're a cultured hooligan, at least."

I said, "That's right. Hooligans aren't scary. What's scary is a hooligan with culture."

"I'm feeling pretty melancholy right now" was just an interlude before we returned to our hometown. Getting back to the point, I said to Mother, "Mom, I really can't find one. Dad has good taste—he found such a wonderful wife as you. I want a wife as wonderful as you, Mom."

What I said was quite bold. On the surface, I was praising Father for being fortunate enough to find such a good wife as Mother. But underneath, I meant that I only wanted Mother to be my wife.

Mother was startled and hurriedly cut me off. "Stop being glib. Hurry back to school and the company. Even if you have to fool one, bring a girlfriend back."

At that moment, I truly felt melancholy.

Helplessly, I packed my luggage and returned to the company to deal with work.

Mother quietly came in and said softly, "Don't say such blatant things in front of your dad again. Once your dad goes on a business trip, I'll stay at the new home."

"Sister Xia, I really miss you."

Mother said, "I know. I'll make it up to you after you go back." Then she kissed me.