Yang Yang, what time is it that I won’t get up yet! Hurry up! It’s time to be late if I don’t get up again!
I put the soy milk fried dough sticks I just bought on the dining table, knocked on my son's room door, and urged him to get up quickly. This child is really!
I'm almost 18 years old, I have to urge me to wake up every day, so I really don't worry.
I got it! It's time! My son asked impatiently in the room
It’s almost 6:30! It’s too late for you to go to school!
I put the breakfast in my bedroom and pushed my husband to wake up, who was also sleeping soundly: Lao Yang! Get up quickly! Aren’t you going to Nanjing with the train this morning? Get up quickly!
Uh-huh……
My husband opened his confused eyes and hummed twice, then suddenly grabbed my hand and pulled me down beside him. He began to hug me and kiss me wildly.
Don't make trouble! Let the children see it again! Annoying!
While struggling to act coquettishly in his arms, I kissed him a few times, broke free from his big hand that was about to lift my skirt, stood up and got out of the bed, tidied up his wrinkled suit and long skirt, and complained: You really hate it! Didn’t do enough last night? Early in the morning, my son got up, let him see what he looked like! Get up and have dinner!
The husband smiled and said nothing, and started to get up and wash. After he finished washing, he saw that his son's door had not opened yet, and knocked on his son's door hard: Yang Yang! Can't you still get up? How many times have your mother called you? If you don't have to afford it, don't go to school! If you hear it, get up quickly!
I understand! I'm so annoying, I can't sleep for a while!
My son whispered and started to dress and open the door. My husband and I felt a little sad when they looked at my son's frowning face.
I will take the college entrance exam next year. The huge study pressure makes the child have no extra time to go out to play. Even sleep time is often not guaranteed. Seeing that the child is in a low spirit every day, we are worried about his body and afraid that he will not be able to bear it.
But there is no way, you still have to go to school and have to take the college entrance exam. All we parents can do is to try our best to meet the material needs of our children and seek some psychological comfort.
After washing up, the family of three gathered at the dining table for breakfast
This week's pocket money!
I took out 100 yuan and handed it to my son
While drinking soy milk, my son took the money and asked her husband: Dad! How many days are you going on this business trip?
If it is fast, it will take three or four days, and if it is slow, it will be listened to your mother at home for a week. Don’t always talk back?
The husband sternly warns his son
This is what you say every time you go on a business trip since you were a child, just like I am so disobedient! OK! Don’t worry!
My son rubs the oil on his hands with paper while pressing his mouth
Are you obedient? Do you want to be obedient and your father still asks you every time?
I saw that the father and son had finished eating and started to clean the table
My daily housework is my job alone. The father and son have long been used to it. No one has helped me. My son goes to get his schoolbag. My husband turns on the TV and starts watching the morning news. When I finish everything, it's time to go to work.
My name is Wang Yan, I am 40 years old this year, a bank employee
This morning was no different from before
This is how I spent more than ten years of marriage. At home, I am the typical good wife and mother. In the bank, I am the most honest and honest employee. I have a weak personality and no opinion.
My husband, Lao Yang, is a hot temper. He can take it and let it go. I always feel very safe when I am with him.
He is a salesperson in a construction company and is often away from his business trips. At first, I was a little uncomfortable, but after so many years, I got used to it.
My son Yang Yang was in high school. When he was a child, he was very similar to me and was somewhat cowardly. Because of this, my husband had often gotten angry with him and felt that he lacked the masculine spirit. Every time his husband stared at him, he was so scared that he didn't dare to speak.
But as he gets older and is in a rebellious adolescence in recent years, he sometimes dares to talk to his father.
But more often than not, he is still a good boy, just a little naughty
Mom! Hurry up! The car is here!
My son trotted to the station. I couldn't catch up with him in high heels and tight suits and long skirts. I could only follow him quickly and quickly.
Fortunately, there were a lot of people waiting for the bus. Although I walked slowly, I still caught up with my son before closing the door. I got on the No. 27 bus with him one after another.
The No. 27 bus is a bus that runs across the north and south of the small city where I live. The bank where I work and the school where my son goes to school are all along this bus. Therefore, there are no accidents every morning, both of us and our mother and son have to go out together to take the bus.
After more than ten years of ups and downs, I took my child to school with my hands in elementary school. Until now, my son has been in high school and is more than me. He doesn't want to go out with me every day. The changes during this period are so fast.
The only thing that remains unchanged is the crowded carriage of bus No. 27 and the poor road conditions along the way
It is already late spring and early summer. The various flowers and plants planted in the roadside green belt in the city are in full bloom. Accompanied by the warm morning wind, the fragrance of flowers and plants floats out of the open car windows, which somewhat relieves the anxiety caused by the crowded carriages.
The carriage is like canned human meat, people are crowded
I'm very glad I have occupied a position by the window, so I can blow some cool breeze and not too hot
My son was not so lucky. He was squeezed into the front by the crowded crowd and was sandwiched between two migrant workers. He seemed to be struggling very uncomfortable.
Yang Yang, come here! Mom is spacious, come here!
After hearing my greeting, my son shook his shoulders violently and struggled out between the two migrant workers. While walking towards me, he kept apologizing to the dissatisfied people around him.
Oh! I'm so crowded! Why are there so many people today? I'm sweating all over!
Finally came to me, I moved my body back and let my son stand in the position I made for him lean against the car window. My son tidied up his schoolbag, complaining, and sticking his head out of the window, wanting to blow the wind
The child behind! Retract his head! Is he dead?
The bus driver yelled! The scared son quickly retracted his head from outside the car
While I found a tissue to help my son wipe the sweat from his head, I complained: You are stupid! The driver is driving! You stretched your head out, but your head is not falling off when the wrong car is on the other side? This child is just naughty! I will tell you if I come home or not!
Mom! You are so long-winded!
My son impatiently pushed away my hand that was wiping his sweat, turned his face out the window and ignored me.
I stood behind him, shook my head helplessly, and put the tissue back on again
Because my son's tall body blocked in front of me, the wind outside the car window could not blow to me anymore, which made me feel a little stuffy again at first.
After two stops, the road is starting to be difficult to walk. This is a road under maintenance.
Construction has been started for a few days, but it has not been repaired yet. The road is bumpy and the bus is driving on it.
I was leaned against my son, and coupled with the crowd in the car, I couldn't help but press my breasts tightly against my son's back. This sudden situation made me extremely embarrassed, but it was impossible to get out. The gap made by me being bumped forward was immediately occupied!
I could only accompany the bumps of the bus, letting my 85C breasts stick on my son's back and sway left and right, up and down, up and down
Because the weather was a little hot, the bank required female staff to wear uniform long skirts and silk white shirts, and her son even changed into short-sleeved T-shirts early. There was quite a bit of clothing between us, and I could almost feel my son's body temperature from my breasts.
I was embarrassed and tried to struggle to change positions, but the person behind me squeezed me very tightly, so I couldn't move away at all.
On the contrary, because of this useless struggle, my breasts rubbed harder on my son's back.
Although the bra has a sponge lining, I can still feel a hint of embarrassing me as a woman from the friction, and my nipples are a little hard...
And this physiological reaction was caused by my son. Thinking of this, my face turned red slightly.
I am his mother! What's the problem with sticking to him like this? Besides, the child is still young, so what else can he have wrong thinking?
I comforted myself secretly, while trying to observe my son. My son looked out of the car and seemed to be unaware of my embarrassing situation. I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and secretly complained that I was thinking too much.
But standing like this is not a solution!
How can I, a mother, always rub my breasts against my son back and forth?
I gritted my teeth and called my son: Yang Yang! Come! Change the place with my mom, come back to my mom. It's too crowded here. You are tall and can block my mom.
My son turned his head, and said oh, looking very squeaky, his face slightly red. I wonder if it was because he felt the friction from his mother's body.
In short, it took a lot of effort to change positions with me and let me stand in the position beside the window. He stood behind me, holding the handrail with one hand
Now it was much better. I approached the window, and there was no one in front of me. I was not as uncomfortable as I could not breathe, but also avoided the embarrassment between mother and son. I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
What?
After feeling comfortable for a while, I felt something hard suddenly pressed against my butt, something was wrong
That thing seemed to be trying to stay away from me, but just like I just wanted to struggle not to let my breasts press against my son, the more the thing struggled, the more it rubbed against my butt, and it was just a little hard, but as it pressed against my butt tighter, the friction of the car was getting bigger and bigger. The thing seemed to be growing, and became harder, which made it even more unable to avoid my body.
Oh my God! It's a man's penis!
Of course, I have been living a couple for many years and I will not make a fuss like a little girl, because I am plump and pretty. I have not had the experience of being sexually harassed by a vulgar man on the bus.
I, who should have been accustomed to be accustomed to my surprise, subconsciously covering my mouth with my hands, which was wide open because of my surprise. The owner of this penis that was erect because it was rubbing against my butt back and forth was undoubtedly my son!
He actually had a physiological reaction to his mother's body on the bus!
What should I do?
My breathing was a little rapid and I didn't dare to look back at my son.
From his hiding look, I can understand that he didn't mean it.
Just like my nipples were rubbed by his back, I had some physiological reactions
How could I blame him?
After all, he is a child in adolescence. It is normal for an erection caused by the physical stimulation of women outside the world. However, there is no need to make a fuss
While thinking silently in my heart, I looked at my son behind me with the reflection of the car window.
Just like what I thought, my son's face was a bit cute
I was a little embarrassed about my at a loss at the beginning. My mother was a bit of a big deal. Since my son didn't mean it and was as embarrassed as me, I should understand him.
If you act rashly just now, I really don’t know how much adverse reactions you have to your child’s psychology
It seems that pretending to be nothing is the most correct choice
But letting my son keep pressing against my butt and erect is obviously more embarrassing than my situation just now. I have to find a way to change my standing position. I tried my best to move forward and turned around with great difficulty. Now I'm fine!
My son and I stood side by side, and finally avoided the indecent contact between mother and son, and then he let out a long sigh
At the same time, I felt that my son next to me seemed to have relaxed a lot.
It's so squeezed! Mom turned around and it's a little easier now!
In order to break the embarrassing situation, I had nothing to say to my son.
Yes, it's indeed a little loose...
The son lowered his head and replied, and there was another awkward silence between them.
Obviously he was also embarrassed
I finally waited for the car to arrive at the bank station! I told my son: Go home early after school in the evening! Don't be greedy
Turning his head and getting out of the car. The moment I turned around, I saw that my son looked at me with a strange look. I didn't take it to my heart, but just hurried to the bank
I put the soy milk fried dough sticks I just bought on the dining table, knocked on my son's room door, and urged him to get up quickly. This child is really!
I'm almost 18 years old, I have to urge me to wake up every day, so I really don't worry.
I got it! It's time! My son asked impatiently in the room
It’s almost 6:30! It’s too late for you to go to school!
I put the breakfast in my bedroom and pushed my husband to wake up, who was also sleeping soundly: Lao Yang! Get up quickly! Aren’t you going to Nanjing with the train this morning? Get up quickly!
Uh-huh……
My husband opened his confused eyes and hummed twice, then suddenly grabbed my hand and pulled me down beside him. He began to hug me and kiss me wildly.
Don't make trouble! Let the children see it again! Annoying!
While struggling to act coquettishly in his arms, I kissed him a few times, broke free from his big hand that was about to lift my skirt, stood up and got out of the bed, tidied up his wrinkled suit and long skirt, and complained: You really hate it! Didn’t do enough last night? Early in the morning, my son got up, let him see what he looked like! Get up and have dinner!
The husband smiled and said nothing, and started to get up and wash. After he finished washing, he saw that his son's door had not opened yet, and knocked on his son's door hard: Yang Yang! Can't you still get up? How many times have your mother called you? If you don't have to afford it, don't go to school! If you hear it, get up quickly!
I understand! I'm so annoying, I can't sleep for a while!
My son whispered and started to dress and open the door. My husband and I felt a little sad when they looked at my son's frowning face.
I will take the college entrance exam next year. The huge study pressure makes the child have no extra time to go out to play. Even sleep time is often not guaranteed. Seeing that the child is in a low spirit every day, we are worried about his body and afraid that he will not be able to bear it.
But there is no way, you still have to go to school and have to take the college entrance exam. All we parents can do is to try our best to meet the material needs of our children and seek some psychological comfort.
After washing up, the family of three gathered at the dining table for breakfast
This week's pocket money!
I took out 100 yuan and handed it to my son
While drinking soy milk, my son took the money and asked her husband: Dad! How many days are you going on this business trip?
If it is fast, it will take three or four days, and if it is slow, it will be listened to your mother at home for a week. Don’t always talk back?
The husband sternly warns his son
This is what you say every time you go on a business trip since you were a child, just like I am so disobedient! OK! Don’t worry!
My son rubs the oil on his hands with paper while pressing his mouth
Are you obedient? Do you want to be obedient and your father still asks you every time?
I saw that the father and son had finished eating and started to clean the table
My daily housework is my job alone. The father and son have long been used to it. No one has helped me. My son goes to get his schoolbag. My husband turns on the TV and starts watching the morning news. When I finish everything, it's time to go to work.
My name is Wang Yan, I am 40 years old this year, a bank employee
This morning was no different from before
This is how I spent more than ten years of marriage. At home, I am the typical good wife and mother. In the bank, I am the most honest and honest employee. I have a weak personality and no opinion.
My husband, Lao Yang, is a hot temper. He can take it and let it go. I always feel very safe when I am with him.
He is a salesperson in a construction company and is often away from his business trips. At first, I was a little uncomfortable, but after so many years, I got used to it.
My son Yang Yang was in high school. When he was a child, he was very similar to me and was somewhat cowardly. Because of this, my husband had often gotten angry with him and felt that he lacked the masculine spirit. Every time his husband stared at him, he was so scared that he didn't dare to speak.
But as he gets older and is in a rebellious adolescence in recent years, he sometimes dares to talk to his father.
But more often than not, he is still a good boy, just a little naughty
Mom! Hurry up! The car is here!
My son trotted to the station. I couldn't catch up with him in high heels and tight suits and long skirts. I could only follow him quickly and quickly.
Fortunately, there were a lot of people waiting for the bus. Although I walked slowly, I still caught up with my son before closing the door. I got on the No. 27 bus with him one after another.
The No. 27 bus is a bus that runs across the north and south of the small city where I live. The bank where I work and the school where my son goes to school are all along this bus. Therefore, there are no accidents every morning, both of us and our mother and son have to go out together to take the bus.
After more than ten years of ups and downs, I took my child to school with my hands in elementary school. Until now, my son has been in high school and is more than me. He doesn't want to go out with me every day. The changes during this period are so fast.
The only thing that remains unchanged is the crowded carriage of bus No. 27 and the poor road conditions along the way
It is already late spring and early summer. The various flowers and plants planted in the roadside green belt in the city are in full bloom. Accompanied by the warm morning wind, the fragrance of flowers and plants floats out of the open car windows, which somewhat relieves the anxiety caused by the crowded carriages.
The carriage is like canned human meat, people are crowded
I'm very glad I have occupied a position by the window, so I can blow some cool breeze and not too hot
My son was not so lucky. He was squeezed into the front by the crowded crowd and was sandwiched between two migrant workers. He seemed to be struggling very uncomfortable.
Yang Yang, come here! Mom is spacious, come here!
After hearing my greeting, my son shook his shoulders violently and struggled out between the two migrant workers. While walking towards me, he kept apologizing to the dissatisfied people around him.
Oh! I'm so crowded! Why are there so many people today? I'm sweating all over!
Finally came to me, I moved my body back and let my son stand in the position I made for him lean against the car window. My son tidied up his schoolbag, complaining, and sticking his head out of the window, wanting to blow the wind
The child behind! Retract his head! Is he dead?
The bus driver yelled! The scared son quickly retracted his head from outside the car
While I found a tissue to help my son wipe the sweat from his head, I complained: You are stupid! The driver is driving! You stretched your head out, but your head is not falling off when the wrong car is on the other side? This child is just naughty! I will tell you if I come home or not!
Mom! You are so long-winded!
My son impatiently pushed away my hand that was wiping his sweat, turned his face out the window and ignored me.
I stood behind him, shook my head helplessly, and put the tissue back on again
Because my son's tall body blocked in front of me, the wind outside the car window could not blow to me anymore, which made me feel a little stuffy again at first.
After two stops, the road is starting to be difficult to walk. This is a road under maintenance.
Construction has been started for a few days, but it has not been repaired yet. The road is bumpy and the bus is driving on it.
I was leaned against my son, and coupled with the crowd in the car, I couldn't help but press my breasts tightly against my son's back. This sudden situation made me extremely embarrassed, but it was impossible to get out. The gap made by me being bumped forward was immediately occupied!
I could only accompany the bumps of the bus, letting my 85C breasts stick on my son's back and sway left and right, up and down, up and down
Because the weather was a little hot, the bank required female staff to wear uniform long skirts and silk white shirts, and her son even changed into short-sleeved T-shirts early. There was quite a bit of clothing between us, and I could almost feel my son's body temperature from my breasts.
I was embarrassed and tried to struggle to change positions, but the person behind me squeezed me very tightly, so I couldn't move away at all.
On the contrary, because of this useless struggle, my breasts rubbed harder on my son's back.
Although the bra has a sponge lining, I can still feel a hint of embarrassing me as a woman from the friction, and my nipples are a little hard...
And this physiological reaction was caused by my son. Thinking of this, my face turned red slightly.
I am his mother! What's the problem with sticking to him like this? Besides, the child is still young, so what else can he have wrong thinking?
I comforted myself secretly, while trying to observe my son. My son looked out of the car and seemed to be unaware of my embarrassing situation. I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and secretly complained that I was thinking too much.
But standing like this is not a solution!
How can I, a mother, always rub my breasts against my son back and forth?
I gritted my teeth and called my son: Yang Yang! Come! Change the place with my mom, come back to my mom. It's too crowded here. You are tall and can block my mom.
My son turned his head, and said oh, looking very squeaky, his face slightly red. I wonder if it was because he felt the friction from his mother's body.
In short, it took a lot of effort to change positions with me and let me stand in the position beside the window. He stood behind me, holding the handrail with one hand
Now it was much better. I approached the window, and there was no one in front of me. I was not as uncomfortable as I could not breathe, but also avoided the embarrassment between mother and son. I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
What?
After feeling comfortable for a while, I felt something hard suddenly pressed against my butt, something was wrong
That thing seemed to be trying to stay away from me, but just like I just wanted to struggle not to let my breasts press against my son, the more the thing struggled, the more it rubbed against my butt, and it was just a little hard, but as it pressed against my butt tighter, the friction of the car was getting bigger and bigger. The thing seemed to be growing, and became harder, which made it even more unable to avoid my body.
Oh my God! It's a man's penis!
Of course, I have been living a couple for many years and I will not make a fuss like a little girl, because I am plump and pretty. I have not had the experience of being sexually harassed by a vulgar man on the bus.
I, who should have been accustomed to be accustomed to my surprise, subconsciously covering my mouth with my hands, which was wide open because of my surprise. The owner of this penis that was erect because it was rubbing against my butt back and forth was undoubtedly my son!
He actually had a physiological reaction to his mother's body on the bus!
What should I do?
My breathing was a little rapid and I didn't dare to look back at my son.
From his hiding look, I can understand that he didn't mean it.
Just like my nipples were rubbed by his back, I had some physiological reactions
How could I blame him?
After all, he is a child in adolescence. It is normal for an erection caused by the physical stimulation of women outside the world. However, there is no need to make a fuss
While thinking silently in my heart, I looked at my son behind me with the reflection of the car window.
Just like what I thought, my son's face was a bit cute
I was a little embarrassed about my at a loss at the beginning. My mother was a bit of a big deal. Since my son didn't mean it and was as embarrassed as me, I should understand him.
If you act rashly just now, I really don’t know how much adverse reactions you have to your child’s psychology
It seems that pretending to be nothing is the most correct choice
But letting my son keep pressing against my butt and erect is obviously more embarrassing than my situation just now. I have to find a way to change my standing position. I tried my best to move forward and turned around with great difficulty. Now I'm fine!
My son and I stood side by side, and finally avoided the indecent contact between mother and son, and then he let out a long sigh
At the same time, I felt that my son next to me seemed to have relaxed a lot.
It's so squeezed! Mom turned around and it's a little easier now!
In order to break the embarrassing situation, I had nothing to say to my son.
Yes, it's indeed a little loose...
The son lowered his head and replied, and there was another awkward silence between them.
Obviously he was also embarrassed
I finally waited for the car to arrive at the bank station! I told my son: Go home early after school in the evening! Don't be greedy
Turning his head and getting out of the car. The moment I turned around, I saw that my son looked at me with a strange look. I didn't take it to my heart, but just hurried to the bank
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