My Mother, May.

[DDAMn]

Again bro u delivered a climatic continuation that will drive all the bros here addicted to anticipation of ur next update.bravo.

[Hardaway1818]

Originally Posted by Thug

Hi bro pyro, I have a confession to make. I ignored your story when I first saw the title. Oddly today, the naughtiness inside me clicked on it. I read through the first few pages but I'm sorry, my mother's face started to appear in my mind.

However, I still read on and on. I realised I was reading your English than the story itself. Great writing skills you have there...my humble points to you (when I can).

Keep it going.

Bro thug u really sum up my exact feelings too. Loved the story but a bit uncomfortable with the mother subject matter. If not for that, I will definitely enjoy this story so much more!

Great writing! Support support another great writer here.

[pyrokinets]

Originally Posted by Thug

Hi bro pyro, I have a confession to make. I ignored your story when I first saw the title. Oddly today, the naughtiness inside me clicked on it. I read through the first few pages but I'm sorry, my mother's face started to appear in my mind.

However, I still read on and on. I realised I was reading your English than the story itself. Great writing skills you have there...my humble points to you (when I can).

Keep it going.

I can understand how you feel. If I had wrote this with my own mother in mind, I wouldn't make it past the title. Somewhere along the way, I learned to detach myself from the characters of the stories I read, and later, the ones I write. Picture it this way. Instead of putting yourself in the narrator's shoes, imagine you have 2 friends called Alex and Daniel who has outrageously gorgeous moms and they are now sitting you down and telling you their experiences.

Hope it helps. Cheers.

[OmegaS]

TS, can we have 1 more for the night please??????

[pyrokinets]

Originally Posted by OmegaS

TS, can we have 1 more for the night please??????

Ahah. I'm working on some other projects during the night. Sorry.

[LovePotion]

any more updates??? nice topic u have

[erkianpeng]

Originally Posted by MrStyleKing

Your writing skills are very good. Hardly can I find someone as good as me. Cheers.

No shame one ah you?

[jomround]

Originally Posted by pyrokinets

I can understand how you feel. If I had wrote this with my own mother in mind, I wouldn't make it past the title. Somewhere along the way, I learned to detach myself from the characters of the stories I read, and later, the ones I write. Picture it this way. Instead of putting yourself in the narrator's shoes, imagine you have 2 friends called Alex and Daniel who has outrageously gorgeous moms and they are now sitting you down and telling you their experiences.

Hope it helps. Cheers.

Detachment. Hmmm ... good tip. Thanks.

[pyrokinets]

Daniel:

Jumping to my feet, I went out and approached my parent’s room. The feeling of sickness washed over my gut once more. I kept expecting to hear the tell-tale slapping sounds of sweaty skin upon skin contact, the foreboding squeaking of my parent’s bed springs, or even the hushed urgent whispers of an adulterous couple. I pushed upon the sturdy wooden door. It swung open with a soft but distinct squeak. The bed was empty and well made, and so was the room, for that matter. I can’t help but to sigh in relief. Slowly, I retraced my steps out of my parent’s bedroom and descended the stairs.
My father was sitting at the dinner table, his nose buried in his Blackberry phone. My mother was there as well, laying out the dinner dishes. Everything looked normal. I let out a second sigh. My father looked up and saw me standing at the stairs.

“Awake already? Come on, you’re just in time for dinner.” He said with a smile.

“Put your phone away dear. Help me get the rice.” My mother said to him.
My father shrugged a little at her then looked back at me.

“Go help serve the rice Daniel.” He said.

Not wanting to ruin this moment of normalcy, I scooted off into the kitchen to fetch the rice cooker. Behind me my mother let out a gasp and then a giggle.
“Dear! Don’t! Daniel is right there!” She whined sweetly with a lower voice.
Great. So much for normalcy. Is it just me or is my entire family just so sexually charged nowadays? I returned from the kitchen with the warm rice cooker to find my parents politely seated and waiting. Ignoring the obvious blush on my mother’s face, I set the cooker down on the table and began serving up plates of rice to my parents. Soon we were having dinner as usual.

I felt a little confused. Things have changed for me and for my mother. I wanted it to go back the way it was, but at the same time, I wished I could have gotten further with Andrea. Still, I guess I should take what I can get. And right now what I have is a wonderful family dinner, consisting of my favorite fragrant sesame ginger chicken and stir fried bean sprouts, with my two most beloved people in the world. Ahhhhh… this is nice…

“Oh,” my mother spoke up, starting a new conversation. “Alex dropped by today.”

I choked on my mouthful of rice, coughing up some of them back onto my plate.

“Daniel! What’s wrong?” Mother asked, rubbing my back in concern.

“Ahck! Ack… Nothing… I ate too fast…” I gasped.

“Aiyo. Don’t worry. I know this chicken is your favorite. I made plenty.”

“S…Sorry…”

“You were saying?” My father interjected.

She continued, “Oh yes. Alex dropped by today after school.”

My father looked a little uncomfortable. “I thought you were done taking care of him?” he said.

“I am. He didn’t stay long. He only dropped by to invite us to his birthday party at his house this Wednesday.”

“Oh. Let’s not go. Why don’t we just relax at home this weekend?”

“But dear, I already accepted.”

“What? Why didn’t you ask me first?” My father replied, sounding annoyed.

“He was expecting an answer. I didn’t think it was such a big deal. Let’s just go, it’ll be fun.”

“Why did you accept anyway? I didn’t think you two were that close!”

“Don’t use that tone with me! He is Daniel’s friend! Of course I accepted. I was thinking of Daniel!”

Oh, no, no, no, no, no… Do not bring me into this. Please no. My father wasn’t going to have it end there though… Goddamn his ego.

“Then why doesn’t he just invite Daniel himself? And why must we go? I’ll just drop Daniel off at his place!” my father countered back heatedly.

“I already told him we were all going. You’re going to embarrass me!” my mom pleaded.

“Well, you shouldn’t have accepted the invitation without consulting me first!”

“Maybe if you would stay home a little more often other than just stopping by to eat and sleep, I would actually have the chance!”

Oh, boy… I so do not want to be here right now… Fuck, even the sesame ginger chicken has lost its taste. Why isn’t anybody asking me if I even want to go to that damn party?

“Maybe I would stay home more often if my wife would actually prefer to accompany me when I do!” My father bellowed.

“I’m always here! Every day of the week! Just here waiting and cleaning after you! When was the last time we even went out? I’ve been cooped up in here ever since we got married!” Mother shot back fiercely.

“Well, we’re not going! That’s final! It’s a weekday anyway, Daniel has school and tuition!”

“It’s a public holiday! For three consecutive days! But you wouldn’t know about that would you? You work all the time!”

“WE ARE NOT GOING!”

The last phrase, my father screamed out at the top of his lungs. A stunned silence ensued. Sesame ginger chicken anyone? I mewed meekly in my head. My mother shot to her feet and stomped up the stairs leaving my fuming father and my silent offer hanging. I guess not, I added in my mind, looking sadly down at my plate of unfinished food. Fuck… My father is definitely going to make me wash the dishes after this.

[DDAMn]

Originally Posted by LovePotion

any more updates??? nice topic u have

Originally Posted by erkianpeng

No shame one ah you?

Bro er just treat it as spam many bros are doing tat.Btw bro pyro thanks for today 's update.

[pyrokinets]

Originally Posted by DDAMn

Bro er just treat it as spam many bros are doing tat.Btw bro pyro thanks for today 's update.

You're welcome. Thanks for your continuous support.

[DDAMn]

Not a problem bro but sorry to ask is there any chance of an extra update tonite.thanks enjoy your day.

[Fowler09]

i can see from the latest episode that the story is intensifying once again. Nice effort bro.

[pyrokinets]

Daniel:

“Daniel, how do you think mummy look?” My mother asked as she descended down the stairs. I couldn’t answer. In my defense, a lump seemed to have formed in my throat. My mother was dressed in a black and white strapless cocktail dress. The black tight fitting bodice hugged her lean waist and cupped her ample breasts snugly leaving a generous amount of globular snow white cleavage at the top. The white loose and soft skirt hung freely from her waist and stopped higher than her knees, almost showing half of her milky thighs.

Oh dear God. She can’t seriously be planning to parade herself at Alex’s birthday party in that! Just how pissed off at Daddy was she? As my mother approached me, she seemed to notice the worry in my face. “Oh don’t worry darling. I’m still a fairly decent woman.” She said with amusement before donning a long sleeved black cotton cardigan over her dress. Okay. That put me a bit more at ease. Her alluring shoulders were now covered and she had buttoned up the cardigan to reduce the amount of cleavage exposed. But there was still some visible and this was by far the shortest dress I ever saw her wear. ‘Fairly decent’ indeed.

My father had came home tonight to find no dinner on the table and my mother in the shower with the brand new dress laid out on the bed. He stormed back out into the streets. Mother did not seem perturbed by his reaction. She had plenty of time to stew during the last two nights which she had spent in the guest room. I was pretty much resigned to be her escort for the night. Truth be told, I was a little impatient to see Andrea myself.

My mother drove us to Alex’s place, guided by the trusty GPS. The fucker was rich. Why am I not surprised? Even mom paused a moment as we were walking towards the gate to admire the looming piece of magnificent modern architecture. It was only later I learned that Alex’s father was an architect, and a very good one, judging from his own home.

Andrea was there to greet us at the door.

“May! Daniel! I’m so glad you made it.!” She said cheerfully. The women hugged and Andrea threw me a mischievous glance from over my mother’s shoulder. Oh, be still little brother. Be still Goddammit!

Andrea introduced us to Alex’s father Raymond Xu, and they both ushered us into the garden where multiple large round tables and chairs were in place to seat the guests. We sat down at a half occupied table with a few elder couples, presumably Alex’s relatives. Both senior uncles were staring at my mother’s chest, causing their wives to ignore us in contempt. Damn geezers.

I noticed two whole tables filled with guests my age, friends of Alex. I even recognized a few from school. As the evening progressed, and food, beer, and brandy flowed, those two tables turned out to be the rowdiest. Alex was too preoccupied with his friends to even come say hello, leaving my mother and me to endure the long awkward stares of the two uncles by ourselves.

Luckily, Andrea arrived to keep us company, but did little to deter the two pairs of perverted eyes. If anything, she just doubled their incentive. Andrea was looking hot in her body hugging purple halter cocktail dress with a deep plunge line between her cleavage. Make that three pairs of perverted eyes, providing mine doesn’t pop out of my sockets any time soon.

Throughout their girl talk, Andrea kept throwing glances at me, and she wasn’t being discreet with it. She made sure I caught her looking and would hold my gaze for a few seconds before casually shifting back to my mother. I had this odd but exciting feeling that she was challenging me, daring me to make a first move.

“I uh… I need to use the rest room.” I mumbled, interrupting their conversation.

Andrea smirked. “There is quite a queue at the bathroom. Why don’t you use the one upstairs?”

“U…Up… Upstairs?”

“Yeah. Come on, I’ll show you the stairs.” Andrea replied. “Enjoy the party May. Have a drink, I’ll see you later.”

With that, Andrea sashayed towards the house, without even another glance back…

[rooneyrocks]

Great story, wait ffor update.