I heard him coming home from school, and that feeling came back.

“Mom, how was your day?” He said as he threw his schoolbag on the dining table and came behind me who was busy cooking. He put his hand on my shoulder and leaned over to kiss my cheek.

“I’m fine, how about you?” I turned around and asked. Suddenly, I felt that there seemed to be some unspeakable meaning in his touch, even though his hand had left my body as soon as I turned around. So I boldly and curiously met his gaze. His black pupils shone with a different light – just like that, that strong feeling came again.

I don’t know what happened recently, whenever he is next to me, I always have similar strange thoughts or impulses. It seems that this matter should have nothing to do with anyone, but I am becoming more and more uncertain myself.

“It’s OK, I just can’t figure out some things.”

Resisting the urge to kiss him, I kissed his cheek and said, “Sit down and wait for me to get you something to eat. We can talk while we eat.”

“Great, thank you, mom.” He said with a smile, and then turned around and sat at the dining table.

I walked to the refrigerator and looked inside. At the same time, I couldn’t help but bend down and face my butt towards him. I must be tempting him, the feeling is getting stronger and stronger.

Recently, whenever he appears next to me, I can’t help but have some lewd and strange hallucinations in my mind. This situation started a few weeks ago when he helped me massage my shoulders while I was washing dishes. I think his motives were very simple, just to thank me for not having to do the housework.

His massage technique is really good, and I felt very comfortable at first. Suddenly, I felt his hand slide to my butt. Just when I was about to scream, I found that his hand was still kneading the muscles of my shoulders. Still, I had a strong feeling of his hands rubbing my rufang and rubbing my nipples.

I had to shake my head hard to clear my mind, and he was startled by me, thinking that I didn’t want to continue, so he stopped and left. But even though I was the only one in the room washing dishes, I couldn’t stop the burning feeling that spread all over my body.

Later, when I sat next to him to help him with his homework, the illusion suddenly appeared again. I saw his hands holding a book and a pencil respectively, but my mind “felt” a hand wandering around my thighs, fingers reaching between my legs, stroking my yinchun through my underwear.

My knees weakened and I almost slipped off the chair, and he seemed to have no idea what I had just experienced. Next, the non-existent hand touched my buttocks again, sliding and stroking between my buttocks, and then actually stuck a finger into my anus. My lower body felt like it was on fire. Was it because I was fantasizing about my son?

Another time, he helped me massage my shoulders while I was washing dishes, just like before. Although I could still feel him just gently pressing my shoulders, in my mind those two hands were directly touching my buttocks and kneading them hard, and the fingers were sliding between my legs.

My mind told him that he was just massaging my shoulders, and there was no contact with any other parts, but I clearly “felt” those two hands sliding from my buttocks to my stomach, stroking my slightly raised triangle area, and playing with my pubic hair. At the same time, I also “felt” his hard roubang pushing between my legs…

I almost moaned and said, “Okay, dear son, mama feels so good.” Then I quickly turned around and added, “But you can’t wash the dishes properly if you press me like this.” This reason was sufficient, and he obediently left.