Here, the time takes a big jump forward from day to night.
(It’s about time mom comes home)
As he was thinking about that, a knock sounded. He answered and turned around in his chair to see the boy’s mother opening the door and coming in with a tray of coffee and cookies.
「Good work. It’s time for a break. It’s good that you’re enthusiastic, but if you don’t take a break, you will lose efficiency, you know?」
A woman in her mid-thirties with long hair pulled back in a bun.
She is not fat, but also not too thin, she has a body that looks comfortable to hug. People would say that she was quite beautiful.
The mother puts the tray on a small table, sits down on the bed, and looks at her son with a smile. The moment their eyes met, the boy got up from his chair and lunged at his mother.
「Mom!」
Pushing her down on her back, he nuzzled his face into her soft chest and rubbed it from side to side. But her mother is not surprised or upset.
「Don’t be impatient. I know already」
The break that is about to begin is a way to let out the stress that has built up in him to his mother. It’s a way to temporarily boost his wits and get him to his desk again.
(It seems to be effective)
It was recommended by a fellow mother, and the change in her son was dramatic. Her son, who was not very diligent in his studies, started to go to his desk after dinner until he fell asleep.
(The effect doesn’t fade at all the second time around)
With a break every hour, this was the second time he had taken a break.
The boy, who had pressed his face against her chest earlier, had already rested his mother’s legs on his shoulders, making. his way back to his birthplace.
(What a relentless boy you are. If I weren’t your mother, you’d be hated you know)
The ankles of her white legs stretched out from her forcefully bent body. A pair of lacy white underwear dangled there, swaying violently in sync with the boy’s movements.
(He’s wanting me so desperately. And there’s this movement as if he’s only thinking of spewing his load. Well, this kind of wild feeling isn’t so bad either, though)
The mother thought while letting out a muffled voice. The son looks at her and asks her the usual question while moving his body back and forth.
「Mom, I wonder if I have surpassed dad?」
He is at a sensitive age where even a breath is enough to make him come. Even so, because she’s his mother, she’s still able to say meaningful words to him.
A mother’s love, which wraps him gently and softly without constricting him too much, makes it possible for her to talk during play.
「Let’s see…」
She chuckled and continued.
「You have a lot of energy and passion, but as expected your dad is still better. Well, it wasn’t so surprising since he has the advantage of an adult to watch your mother’s reactions and adapt to them」
Upon receiving the answer, her son’s son rapidly increased in stiffness and temperature inside his mother. Then, without saying a word, he began a violent rhythmic motion that doubled in intensity.
「Hey now! I just told you that it’s important to be considerate of your partner, didn’t I?」
She screamed and protested, but the boy shook his head from side to side.
「Ahh! Mom!」
His body shook and he let out a large amount of hot stress into his birthplace.
The heat must have triggered his mother, too. She gripped the sheet tightly with both hands and let out a loud moan between her clenched teeth.
The boy seemed to be aware that he couldn’t beat his father and exhaled deeply with his eyes downcast. He then looks up at his mother and squeezes out a wistful voice.
「One more time! Please let me do it one more time!」
His mind and body probably couldn’t subside. But his mother said with a resolute tone.
「You can’t. Keep it until the next break」
After she said that, she put a cookie from the small plate in her mouth and put it in front of her son’s mouth.
「Well then, good luck with your studies, okay?」
She pulled up her underwear, which had been taken off one leg, and walked out of the room with the tray in her hand.
She puts the coffee cup in the kitchen and moves to the living room where her husband is relaxing.
「How is he doing?」
The husband in his mid-thirties puts the magazine on the table and asks how his son is doing. His wife sat across from him and opened her mouth.
「He’s doing his best. His teacher even told me that if he keeps going like this, entering the Royal Magic Academy is no longer a dream」
When her husband heard that, his eyes went wide, and let out a cry of surprise.
『Royal Magic Academy』
It is the highest magic school in the Kingdom. Only those who have been selected are allowed to pass through the gates, and all graduates can be considered elite.
「To think that kid of mine is」
The not-so-elite father thinks about the great potential that his son has. He can’t help but let his cheeks relax naturally.
「It’s all thanks to her. The『Motivational Study Method』 sure is great」
She mentioned the name of a fellow mother, but her husband did not nod.
「It’s because of your charm, you know. If you hadn’t been his mother, he wouldn’t have been motivated to study」
His wife blushed as she was praised with a straight face. To hide her embarrassment, she changes the subject with her mouth pouting.
「But that child is always trying to compare himself to you. 『Between dad and me, which one feels better?』 It’s not something a child should ask his mother」
In contrast to her mother, who raises her eyebrows, her husband smiles back.
「He’s at that age. It’s nice to have a son who sees you as a rival while you still can do it」
After he said that, his smile turned into a grin and he continued.
「I learned a new trick at the brothel the other day. I’m going to try it out tonight, so prepare yourself, okay?」
His wife’s face became even more rather and she spoke with a confused voice.
「What’s gotten into you really? I can’t believe you are still so eager to study new things」
“Of course”, her husband said.
「I’m not going to let my son beat me yet. He might overtake me someday, but until then, I’ll do my best to stay at the top」
“Besides”, he said, changing his tone to a more serious one.
「Before I’m a father, I’m also a man. I want to be the one who can make you happy the most」
His wife was speechless and looked down.
『Son and husband competing with each other and hone their skills to seek after herself』
This situation makes her happy as a mother and a wife. The happiness she feels right now is enough to make her feel dizzy.
Then she sees the wall clock behind her husband and exclaims in surprise.
「Ah, it’s already this late! I have to get ready」
The husband followed his wife’s gaze and looked at the clock, making a puzzled expression. He thought that there should be some time left.
She reads his expression and adds.
「Actually, he requested that I come wearing the uniform from my student days, you see」
Her footsteps pattered as she headed for the bedroom, and she came back after quickly changing her clothes. Standing there, described with one word, was 『Stylish lady』.
「I’m surprised I can still fit in this uniform」
The wife spun while mumbling such words, and her husband told her with pervy eyes.
「After this is that boy’s third break, and after that, you’re done doing it with him for today, right? Can you come to the bedroom dressed like that as is?」
『You too, dear?』, the married female student with her long hair tied in a bun said as her cheeks reddened again and looked down. But she didn’t refuse, she nodded shyly.
She then blushed and disappeared into her son’s room without looking back at him.
「I love it! You look amazing, mom」
The son sees his mother in her school uniform and shouts loud enough to reach the living room.
「It’s no wonder dad fell in love with you. It’s so frustrating. If I were there, I wouldn’t have given you to dad」
His mother was, as expected, taken aback by what he said and told him.
「You wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for your father you know? So don’t say things like that」
But her son wasn’t convinced.
「It’s not fair! Dad is unfair. I can’t believe he kept a wonderful woman such as mom all to himself!」
Her uniform was roughly ripped off as her son’s son entered her. The mother screams in protest at his rough treatment.
「Hey! You’ll tear my clothes. After this, I’m going to play with your father in this uniform, so be more careful with it」
But those words had the complete opposite effect.
「I won’t let you do that! I’m so mad now. I’m going to ravage you with my passion so that you won’t be able to play with dad!」
Such was a scene from the daily life of a certain middle-class family.