Adultery My Mom & the exchange student

[Penetration]

My family lives in Binhai New Area, which is the most developed area in Linhai City. Although it is on the seaside, it
is considered the center of Linhai.

　　The No. 2 bus at the college gate can go directly to the community where I live. It is very convenient for me to go home every weekend.

　　When I arrived at the gate of the community, the unfamiliar security guard looked at me approaching with an indifferent expression, as if I owed him millions. I didn't
care about him. After taking out the access card from my collegebag and swiping it, the security guard's That face was like
a hat trick, instantly smiling at me.

　　After entering the community, I walked to the innermost part. My house is a single-family villa. However, although it is a single-family
villa, there are many similar villas around. However, living in it should be
more comfortable , at least. There is a backyard behind my house that we can use. My dad and I are thinking about digging a small
swimming pool , so that when the hot summer near the sea comes, we can also enjoy
the coolness brought by swimming at home.

　　I was so busy going home that I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Wang Zihan. I am sixteen years old this year. Sixteen years ago, I was
lucky enough to be airdropped into Linhai City, a developed city on the eastern coast. Rich people are everywhere here, but I am not considered a rich second generation.
My parents are both working-class people, and of course, they are much better off than the average working-class person. So I can only be considered a bit upper
middle class , and I have never held a girl’s hand. I inherited my mother's beauty and my father's rugged handsomeness.
My appearance alternates between handsome and handsome. At over 1.7 meters tall, I have a civilized air, although
I don't have masculinity of the gorillas on the basketball team. Because of his good academic performance and excellent academic performance, he has always been a "good
student , but he has also attracted the attention of many girls. This is also what makes me secretly happy.

　　My family is a single generation of three generations. I live with my parents in the city, and my grandparents live on a farm in the suburbs. It is called a farm, but it is actually a piece of land that
my grandfather bought when he was young, near the property left by his father, my great-grandfather . After so many years,
Over the years, the land gradually transformed into a farm. Every summer, I
went to my grandpa’s house to escape the summer heat. Under the green melon vine, I wore slippers, shorts, and a vest, lying on a chair, eating the watermelon grown by
my grandparents blowing the cool breeze. Not to mention how refreshing it was. That was my countless childhood moments. Memories of the years.

　　With the development of the economy, I thought that my grandfather's land would be expropriated for construction, and I would become the envied
"second generation demolition" in the eyes of my classmates. No, it would be the "third generation demolition." Who knew that God was not as good as man, and my grandfather was also unlucky. That piece of land was not
on the right side of the road and happened to be outside the area developed by the municipal government. As a result, my dream of "demolition of the third generation" came to nothing.
Even so, you still have to have dreams. Maybe in the future, grandpa’s land will be expropriated.

　　I have been living with my parents in the city since I was born. My dad works in a state-owned enterprise in the city. He is
a moderate official in the company. Although he is an official, there are leaders who are looking after his retirement. There was a time
when I saw a clerk who was just waiting to die. As a result, my dad had to handle most of the things in the unit.
He was very busy all year round. However, my dad was so busy that he never gave me anything every time he came home. Even though there is so little money, I still feel very sorry
for my father.

　　My mother’s name is Lin Qian, and she works in a private bank. Although she is nearly forty years old, due to good maintenance, my mother’s
skin is very fair and translucent. Compared with those young ladies who have just entered the society, it is no different. On the contrary, My
mother has gained a mature and elegant temperament over the years. With a little dressing up, her
charm can be seen at a glance, like a white swan, she stands out among a group of ducks. Sometimes when she and I were walking on the street, the social men
on the street would look at her with leering glances, which made me very unhappy. But there was nothing I could do about it, my mother's beauty
came out naturally, and there was nothing I could do to stop her. When I was in junior high college, my mother would come to college every time to hold a parent-teacher meeting for me.
She was already tall, wearing a pair of high heels, and walked around the campus like a model. She looked at the surprised looks of her
classmates . I feel more honored.

　　Walking along the corridor into the community, I stopped in front of a two-story villa. This is my home. The gate is
surrounded by one-meter-high walls on both sides. In fact, every villa in the community has a wall that surrounds the villa area. The developer
planned it very carefully to avoid anyone competing for the land area.

　　The walls of my house are filled with green vegetation. My father took them from my grandfather and planted them. He said they are
beautiful and can purify the air in the house.

　　After passing the stairs, I came to the door, took out the key from my college bag, opened the door and went in.

　　"Mom?" I called my mother tentatively.

　　Because my dad is busy and my mom is a human resources manager at a bank, her job is relatively easy
, so my mom comes home from get off work on time almost every day. Every time I come back from college, my mom is already making
dinner .

　　"You're back," my mother walked out of the kitchen.

　　She is tall and tall, wearing a thin white short-sleeved upper body, a pair of off-white cotton home shorts,
a white floral apron tied around her body, but it cannot block the plumpness of her chest, and her two big white legs are stepping on a pair of black striped
shorts . Flip-flops, a head of hair tied back, a standard oval face, a forehead as white as snow, a pair of eyebrows like willows, a pair of big
eyes that curve when you smile, and a slightly raised eye under the high tip of the nose. Her small mouth, red lips, white teeth, and
fair goose neck looked towards me. It was my mother Lin Qian. Although I didn’t have a definition of figure, I
felt in my mind that my mother’s figure was better than Teacher Zhang’s. Although my mother never cared how others praised
her.