30-01-2025, 01:35 PM
I saw my mother’s purple bra peeking out from her short sleeves. One side was high and the other was low? I read it right. On both of my mother's shoulders, a purple bra strap was slightly exposed from the white short-sleeved neckline on the right shoulder, but there was no exposed strap on the left shoulder. I looked down along the left shoulder and seemed to see The purple shoulder strap was vaguely printed on the sleeve, hanging loosely on the arm under the shoulder.
Why was my mother so careless that she dropped her underwear straps while doing yoga? What if Sam saw her? Although my mother now treats Sam as me, I always feel in my heart that Sam is an outsider, and so does my mother. Too careless,
Also, with the loose purple bra in her short sleeves, aren't you worried that Sam's hands might touch her breasts when he's teaching her yoga? Just now, Sam was hugging his mother's belly. I don't know if it was my eyesight or confusion. I seemed to see Sam's big black hands hugging her mother's chest. If her bra wasn't tight, Sam might have touched her. To mom's breasts?
Thinking of this, I shivered inexplicably.
"Zihan, what's wrong with you?" Sam seemed to see me shaking and turned to ask me,
"It's okay, this fruit is too sour." I lay on the sofa, pointed at the fruit in my hand, and looked at Sam,
"Fortunately, I prefer sour food." Sam looked at his mother who was wiping sweat in the corner, and then at me.
"Yeah," I nodded, took another bite of the fruit on my hand, and then looked towards my mother out of the corner of my eye.
Sam must have not touched the two large breasts on his mother's chest. If he had, he would not be able to remove Sam on the spot because of his mother's temper.
Thinking of this, I finally felt relieved, because my mother is usually very fierce. Unless I get good grades, she will become gentle for a while, and then return to her strict self.
Looking further down, the gray-blue leggings my mother is wearing highlight her tall figure. Her two slender legs are straight, stretching straight into the tight crotch of the gray-blue leggings yoga pants.
Crotch, I saw my mother's crotch. Although the two thighs were close to each other, the inverted triangle-shaped crotch seemed to be wet with water. Although I only glanced at it, I saw my mother. There is a small patch of dark color at the bottom of the crotch of the yoga pants, which is obviously darker than the gray-blue color in other parts of the crotch. This allows me to tell the difference at a glance.
Are mom’s thighs sweating? Sam is sweating, and Mom must be too, because when I exercise by myself, my inner thighs do sweat more.
Although my mother was a little disheveled, it made me think that my mother must treat Sam as her own child, which proved that my mother accepted Sam and no longer rejected him as a black man. This made me feel a lot better inside. After all, it was my fault that Sam stayed at my house.
I looked at Sam next to me, who was grinning and laughing while watching TV, but I felt a lot more at ease inside.
Since my mother likes to practice yoga and Sam happens to be able to teach it, it will not only enhance the mother-son relationship between my mother and Sam, but in turn allow Sam to integrate more into our family. I was overthinking it myself. If Sam did something outrageous, my mother would be so fierce and my father wouldn’t be able to stop her when she got angry, let alone little classmate Sam, hehe.
Thinking of this, I smiled knowingly.