Chapter 2
We continued chatting online for the next few days, trading stories about my mom and his sexual exploits in Asia. All the while chatting, We were building so much anticipation for Sunday that to be honest, Sunday couldn’t come soon enough.
On that fateful Sunday, I told my mom i finished my homework and wanted to follow her for a swim. She looked at me quizzically: “Wah, how come you change suddenly, want to swim now? Ok la, u go change into your swim gear and wait for Mommy okie? Today, no sun, we go downstairs pool bigger.”.
As she went into the master bedroom to change, I typed frantically into my chat with Jim: “Operation FuckMyMom is on! We are going to the downstairs pool”
“ =) Seeya buddy. I’m all ready. Remember what we discussed & go according to plan. Stay frosty!”, he replied quickly.
My mom came out in her usual modest looking blue one-piece bathing suite, with her hair tied in a bun. Modest as it may be, it couldn’t stop her large D Cup tits from spilling from the tight crevices of her swimsuit. Her body was indeed made for fucking, pity my dad doesn’t appreciate what he has.
As we came onto the pool, I noticed Jim was already in his beach shorts sunbathing nonchalantly on a deckchair, with a big black bag next to him. I motioned to my mom to sit next to him and she complied unsuspectingly.
“Damn… Ur mom looks so hot in that blue suit. It looks like it’s about to burst open.”, he whispered to me out of earshot of my mom as she jumped into the children’s pool to soak before hitting the adult pool, his comments made my cock throb painfully inside my pants.
My mom saw us chatting as she came back from the pool and enquired about Jim. Jim then flashed a really charming smile and greeted her.
“Hi! I can’t believe this is your son! I see you around but I always thought you were in your 20s. Tell me what’s your secret!?!”, Jim flirted openly with my mom.
All my mom could do was laugh uncontrollably at his compliments and we all could see pretty visibly that she was blushing red from his charm offensive. As my mom started to get more comfortable with him, Jim flashed me a knowing look which was a cue for me to leave them alone. I then told my mom I was gonna hit the pool, leaving them both chatting away on the deckchairs.
Swimming from afar, I saw Jim take out an object from his black bag that looked like a camera and started snapping away liberally at my mom who looked nervous at first but after his verbal coaxing, she started to relax and allowed him to take more photos. This went on for about 20 mins or so but to me it felt like forever.
When my mom finally hit the pool and swam next to me, I enquired what happened.
“Oh, that Angmor guy Jim is our neighbour. He lives right upstairs us actually, but I never noticed. He said he is a photographer and wanted your LaoNiang to model for him. I told him he was crazy la, so old liao, how to be model? Hahaha. So silly.” She shook her head, but something in her voice told me she was lying to herself.
As we swam back, I noticed Jim had left. Later that night, I heard the familial ring on my phone and eagerly switched it on.
These were the msgs he sent
OMFG…THEY EXCHANGED PHONE NUMBERS?!?!?!?! WTF?!?!?!
Then he Forwarded me the texts he had with my mom.
I was completely flabbergasted that my mom would exchange phone numbers let alone allow a stranger to snap photos of her in her bathing suit. It was completely uncharacteristic of her and then I remembered her current marital circumstances with my idiot dad.
Then my phone rang and I picked up to Jim’s voice on the other end.
“Hey we made a lot of progress today buddy. Good job Cuckboy. Now, u gotta help me with your mom, drop some suggestions on her that it would be awesome for her to be my model before she really turns old.”, he quipped.
“How do I do that?”, I asked completely clueless to how to even broach the subject.
“You will think of something, Cuckboy!”, he snapped curtly before hanging up.
Chapter 3
The next few days passed by rapidly but I wasn’t able to think of a way to raise the topic despite racking my brains over it. How was I able to convince her to do something that is completely not in her character to do so???
“Its her character as a Mom that this unsuitable for, but her old pictures before having you suggest otherwise.”, a thought slipped into my head as I paced back and forth my bedroom.
Suddenly, a familiar ding woke me from my deep thoughts and I rushed to my phone to open a message from Jim. This was our exchange:
After I stopped messaging, all I could do is pray to all the Demonic Gods I did the right thing. I waited till about 11pm and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. I noticed my mom was not watching her TV but was leaning against the wall, eyes glued to her phone which could only mean one thing: Jim was probably working his magic on her when my dad was asleep.
I hurried back to my room, staring at my phone, waiting for Jim to update me. Minutes tick back by and I was ready to give up and message him before i heard repeated pings on my phone, as I opened the phone, I saw he had forwarded me screenshots of his conversation with her:
She will Think about it! So close! Damn… I would kill to see her in those sexy outfits!
This was my exchange with Jim:
A couple of uneventful days passed until Jim sent me this new message along with a screenshot conversation with my mom.
This was his message:
My mom’s message Jim forwarded to me:
When I saw that message, my heart literally leaped up into my throat. She can’t be thinking of cheating on my dad, can she? I know my dad did her wrong, she was someone whom I know would think what is best for the family. Two wrongs definitely do not make a right, and young as I was, I knew this to be true.
But why is she agreeing to have lunch with Jim on the same day Dad leaves for Vietnam to spend time with his other family???
Chapter 5
The time ticked by really painfully until it was Friday. I contemplated faking sick but I had a important test that day which honestly I had no mood to study for. All I could think of was my mom having lunch with Jim and him trying to get into her pants.
I was slightly wrong though, she wasn’t wearing pants that day. I saw her emerge from the bathroom as she finished preparing my breakfast; she was clad in an orange hued Tank top and a denim skirt (She wasn’t wearing pants).
I asked her where dad was, she only replied that he had left early that morning for Vietnam. There was no emotion in her voice, like as if she had resigned to the sad state of affairs.
Before I left the house, I wanted to turn around and tell her not to go have lunch with Jim. I felt sick to the stomach with a sinking feeling in my chest. In the end, the devil within me made the decision for me and I walked towards the bustop.
All day at school, I kept stealing glances at my phone below my desk. I didn’t care if my teacher found out, the clock ticked by and then just like that my phone buzzed with Jim’s message:
Jim’s Video to me
When I saw the video with the words he added, I nearly came in my pants…Though a small part of me was thankful my mom didn’t end up fucking him. Maybe there was hope for my parents after all.
