No Point Reading Ch 03

-Yoo more reading

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It was our neighbor Teddy, who had been seeing mom a few months ago. Or rather, they had gone on a few dates, and he had spent the night once or twice.

J: "Shit! You scared me!"

T: "Sorry! That wasn't intentional. I saw you heading to the basement, so I thought I'd quickly say hello. How's it going?"

J: "Oh, everything's fine. And you?"

T: "All good in the hood"

T: "How's your mom doing?"

J: "Uh, good, I think. I was actually going down to the basement to check on her now. Want to come along?"

I immediately notice a shift in his gaze.

T: "Hmm, do you think she'll be okay with that?"

J: "Yeah, yeah, it should be fine."

Teddy has been having a tough time lately since he used to help out a lot before, but after mom broke up with him and the "new guys" moved in, he's kept his distance. You can probably guess he's not exactly a big fan of mom's decision to take in these young men.

While we were chatting outside, I could hear a lot of noise coming from inside. I also thought I heard some boxes being dragged along the ground.

Once inside the basement, I heard a lot of talking coming from the direction of our storage room. We moved towards the noise more quickly. As soon as we took the final turn in the basement maze, I saw mom, Moe, and Kevin standing around all the things they had just carried out of the storage room.

S: "I told you to be careful with the boxes, or you might get seriously hurt!"

She says this softly and kindly. It was probably mom who was shouting earlier, most likely when one of the boxes either fell on her or on her small feet, which had recently been subjected to a long pedicure session. They were also painted red, if I remember correctly.

M: "Sorry, didn't see you."

S: "No problem, just focus more next time. I don't want to break my toes."

M: "Mmmm, okay."

At the end of the sentence, she gently strokes his cheek with her small hands until she notices me and Teddy. Quickly, her hands pull away.

S: "My son finally decided to come down and help his mom after all!"

She walks quickly towards me to give me a hug, but before she reaches me, I notice that she is very sweaty, which might be due to all the things they've been hauling. At the same time, Kevin has his back to us and is doing something. He's holding a gray towel, which he quickly tosses into the storage room.

J: "Just wanted to check how things are going, and Teddy also came to help if needed."

Mom hugs me.

S: "Ahh, how nice. We were actually about to take a break. It's been tough down here, and the guys really gave it to me."

I look at her a bit askance. What does she mean "gave" it to her?

S: "Well, I mean, they handed the boxes to me roughly, and I had to be on my toes to make sure I caught them."

Mom takes a short pause, which I notice, but Teddy seems to have missed this information.

T: "No problem, I was just going for a walk anyway. See you!"

He says quickly as he turns around and heads back the way we came. I understand that he doesn't want to stay down here; it just brings up a lot of emotions and creates an awkward atmosphere.

S: "Oh, he was in a hurry, it seems."

Mom says with a slight chuckle, followed by Kevin and Moe.

K: "Susan, can we go upstairs and rest a bit, if that's okay with you?"

S: "Sure, no problem. We'll continue with our little project later!"

K: "Uh, okay."

Kevin and Moe go the same way as Teddy, leaving just me and mom in the basement with all our stuff scattered on the ground in boxes. That's when I notice, as mom turns around and bends down to lift a box, that a pair of panties is stuffed into her pocket, slightly hanging out.

Why wouldn't she be wearing her panties??? Mom's pale white butt is also slightly visible as she bends down, her pants having slipped down and giving a clear view of her ass crack.

Upon closer inspection, I notice that her T-shirt is inside out. What's up with her today? I'm almost one hundred percent sure she had it on correctly when she talked to me before going down to the basement.

J: "Mom?"

S: "Mmm, darling?"

J: "Your shirt?"

S: "Yeah?"

J: "You put it on wrong."

Mom stops what she's doing.

S: "Oh, silly me! How could I put it on wrong! Your mom is getting dumber by the day!"

She says jokingly, laughing as she goes back to looking through the storage room. She'll probably fix her T-shirt upstairs. Now that mom is busy with the boxes again, I look around the storage room myself, which isn't particularly big. Nothing unusual except for one small detail--the gray towel that Kevin had thrown in earlier. It was lying flat on a box, covered in stains. I quickly grab it to take it up to the apartment, and something sticky gets on my hand.

J: "Yuck! Mom, the towel is sticky!"

Her eyes become as wide as saucers.

S: "Uh..."

J: "Mom, what is this?" I say as my eyes fixate on the somewhat translucent liquid slowly running down my wrist. Mom stares intently at my hand.

J: "Sluuuuurp."

It happened so quickly that Mom just keeps staring at me as if she had seen a ghost. The liquid now in my mouth was warm and didn't taste like anything I'm used to; it was also more concentrated. But I swallowed it anyway.

J: "Hmm, it tastes really funky Mom"

S: "Ahem, you know what, sweetie?" she says softly as she wraps her hands around mine, while staring straight into my eyes.

S: "This is mom exclusive kinda stuff"

J: "Gulp"

S: "Coc... Sorry Vitamin C!"

S: "Let mom clean it up, since you took my vitamin!" she says jokingly, as she starts to lightly dry my wrist and then my palm where a small amount remained with another cloth rag. It feels super strange that she's doing this.

S: "Ta-da, all gone!" Mom then gives me small kisses on my hands and smiles at me.

J; "Heheh, yeee...."

J: "Thanks, Mom!"

S: "No problem, sweetie, give mom a little kiss as thanks."

Quickly, I lean forward and kiss her on the lips like you do with your favorite person, Mom always wanted kisses directly on the lips because she said it means you truly love the person you're kissing.

S: "Okay, darling, stay here for a moment while I quickly check through a few boxes."

J: "Sure!"

A little while later, after Mom has gone through a few boxes and it starts getting cold in the basement, she starts talking again.

S: "You know what, honey?"

J: "What?"

S: "I was thinking we could go buy some snacks and then watch a movie together. Does that sound good?"

J: "Yes! That sounds great!"

S: "Good, then let's go, honeypot!"

We then went out to buy snacks and a few other things, while Moe and Kevin stayed home and "rested." Mom had also left the gray towel in the bathroom, all the while Moe and Kevin gave me small smirks.

As Mom drove, we held hands and enjoyed a true mother-son moment, her bright red acrylic nails encircling my hands and providing me with a sense of security.

To be continued...