The Battle for Mom’s Affection NTR

Chapter 5: Upskirting 

Because the back door really wasn't locked, Mom could only suspect that someone from outside had molested her, and for now, she didn't suspect me or Xu Jun. 

Mom planned to change the lock and install several cameras inside the house. 

I used the excuse that cameras are easy to hack and shouldn't be installed inside the house, so I convinced Mom that installing cameras at the front and back doors would be enough. 

... 

"Hello, Ms. Zhao," I greeted Zhao He with a smile. 

"What are you doing here? Go back to your class's cleaning area," Zhao He said, giving me a look. 

"I need to use the restroom," I nodded. 

Zhao He didn't say anything else and quickly left. 

I slowed my pace and followed behind Zhao He, staring at her round, perky buttocks, imagining what was beneath her tight black skirt. Then, my gaze moved down to the black stockings covering her legs, and my mind began to wander, feeling the blood in my body gradually boiling. 

At that moment, I heard a sudden "Ah!" and the sound of something falling. 

On the stairs, Xu Jun looked embarrassed, scratching his head. The stairs were covered in scattered notebooks. 

"Xu Jun, what are you doing?" Zhao He asked expressionlessly, emphasizing the word "student." 

"Uh, Mom, what are you doing here?" Xu Jun forced a fake smile on his awkward face. 

Zhao He gave Xu Jun a look. "What are you grinning about? Hurry up and pick up your notebooks." She said this while also squatting down to help Xu Jun pick up the notebooks. 

As Zhao He half-knelt and half-squatted, her slender legs and the tightness of her skirt made the curve between her waist and hips even more pronounced and alluring. Her round, full buttocks wrapped in the skirt looked like ripe peaches, making one want to take a bite. 

At the sight of this, my eyes were glued. What is a "power butt"? This is a power butt. How many people in the school would be lucky enough to witness this scene? 

Probably just me. 

I felt my lower body swelling. If not for the restraint of my pants, it would be hard against my stomach. 

At this moment, all I saw was that ripe peach. I really wanted to ignore everything, pull down my pants, release the beast inside, and thrust it up hard. 

Of course, this was just a passing thought. 

Xu Jun, while picking up notebooks, gave me a look, and I finally snapped out of it. 

I quickly took out my phone and snapped several photos under Zhao He's tight black skirt, especially focusing on her purple lace panties. 

Seeing Zhao He about to turn around, I lowered my head and pretended to be helping. 

Zhao He glanced back at me, a bit puzzled, then turned away. 

With her attention gone, I resumed staring at Zhao He's power butt. 

Still unsatisfied, I moved a bit closer, my face almost touching Zhao He's buttocks. Maybe because it was hot, Zhao He didn't notice my hot breath blowing under her skirt. 

Suddenly, Zhao He changed her posture, and her skirt pressed directly against my face. 

Zhao He's crotch was so warm and soft. I was a bit stunned and even bit her flesh. 

Zhao He couldn't take it anymore and stood up, glaring at me sharply. She pulled her skirt down, stuffed the notebooks into Xu Jun's arms, and left directly. 

I kept my head down, bending over to pick up notebooks. 

"What, did my mom notice?" Xu Jun asked nervously. 

"No, she probably just remembered I was still here and didn't want me to see her panties," I said with an innocent face. 

"Really?" 

"Of course, if she saw me holding my phone, she would definitely confiscate it. Come on, hurry up. You've got a lot of notebooks." 

"Bro, I'm just trying to buy you some time." 

... 

This time, I really went to the restroom. I took out my phone and looked at my spoils. 

The black stockings and the purple lace panties were clearly visible. My blood was boiling, no less than when I saw Zhao He's perfect, curvaceous buttocks. 

Because I didn't use the flash, the photos weren't very clear and needed to be zoomed in, but this was definitely an upskirt photo. 

A few other photos were similar, and a couple were even blurrier. 

I didn't mind. The photos were just to shut Xu Jun up. 

I licked my lips. So delicious. 

After school in the afternoon, I went to the playground and waited for Zhao He. 

She was wearing a dark green tracksuit, her hair tied in a ponytail. 

I raised my hand to greet her, but she pursed her lips, grabbed my arm, bent her waist, and threw me to the ground. 

"This is your punishment for your misbehavior this afternoon, and also a warning. If you want to back out, now is your chance." 

"Let me think, hmm, I think I'd like to get a few more love punishments in the future." 

Zhao He was furious. She knew I was being mischievous. "Fine, let's see how I deal with you." 

Zhao He rolled her neck and looked at me. "Normally, you'd need strict selection and training, but since your situation is special, I'll train you myself. First, run five laps to warm up." 

After warming up, we went into a private room in the martial arts club to spar. 

Two hours later, I sat on the ground, drenched in sweat and panting, looking at Zhao He. She also had some sweat on her temples, her pretty face flushed. 

"Is training just about getting beaten up?" I gasped. 

"What, can't take it? This is nothing. The thugs from the reading group are much fiercer than me," Zhao He said disdainfully. 

"Damn." I reached out, "Help me up." 

Zhao He didn't refuse, just rolled her eyes when I squeezed her hand. After I stood up, she gave me a sharp flick on the head. 

"Let's go." 

At night, I looked at the cameras and new lock Mom installed and secretly laughed. Useless. After the usual massage, I went to bed and sent Zhao He a few photos. 

Beep. Zhao He picked up her phone. The photos were of herself, wearing a black tight skirt, a beige short-sleeved shirt, her hair up, black stockings, her heels lifted, her calves firm, and her buttocks alluring. 

She was standing at the school gate, walking confidently inside. There were also a few photos of her lecturing. 

Zhao He's lips curled slightly. Although she was a police officer, she was also a woman who needed a man's care and love. 

"You little pervert, not studying properly, just knowing how to sneak photos of others. Do you know I could detain you with these photos?" 

"Hehe, you wouldn't." 

"Get lost." 

"Besides, I only mess with one person. If you reject me, and I mess with others, wouldn't that make you a criminal?" 

"Smooth talker. Has the reading group replied to you?" 

"Not yet. Our school's student hub is important in the Wushan reading group. Even though I know them, it will probably take a while." 

"Mm, don't rush. Be patient. It's good for you to train more." 

"With a beauty like you by my side, I'm very comforted." 

"Then your concubine will retire for the night." 

"Granted." 

"..." 

Mom couldn't sleep. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw the image of that evil hand kneading her proud breasts. 

Who was that person, so familiar with my home? Was it Yu Guoying? No, not him. If he came home, he would definitely use the front door. 

Could it be the neighborhood security guard? But the height doesn't match. 

She irritably turned over and adjusted her clothes. 

Mom slipped her hand under her camisole and rubbed her breasts. As she rubbed, she thought, it's just like this, feels a bit better than the skin on my hand, but is it worth breaking in for? 

Beep. Her phone rang. 

Who is it at this hour? Mom thought. 

It was a WeChat friend request, with a note saying "that night." 

Mom's breathing became rapid. She turned off her phone. What does he want? To humiliate me? Tonight was destined to be another sleepless night. 

During the noisy break, I sat next to Li Yasi. 

"Bro, how's my thing going?" 

"No news, but don't worry. We really need someone as smart as you." 

"Come on, selling porn books needs high-IQ talent?" Yang Ningyu interjected. 

"How is that selling? It's spreading knowledge, don't you understand?" 

"Spreading secret knowledge about the human body that the biology teacher doesn't teach?" 

Watching these two clowns, I knew this break would be anything but quiet. 

Mom hesitated for a long time but finally accepted the friend request, thinking she could see what he wanted and call the police if there was danger. 

She typed, "Who are you?" There was no reply. 

Mom put down her phone in frustration and prepared to go to class. 

At the same time, my phone received a message: "I've decided. This time, I want your mom to take off her bra and give it to me." 

"Class is starting." My deskmate Wang Yujue tugged my clothes. I looked up and saw Zhao He glaring at me. I smiled and quickly put my phone back in my bag. 

After dinner, Mom went into her room and didn't come out. I was a bit puzzled. Maybe Mom was in a bad mood. I shook my head and went back to my own room. 

In Mom's room, the ID "That Night" said: "Hehe, beauty, have you forgotten me so soon? I remember clearly, I made your nipples hard." 

"Disgusting, what do you want?" 

"Of course I want to do you. Do you think I want to learn from you?" 

"How do you know I'm a teacher?" 

"Guess. Maybe you'll figure out who I am." 

"Are you Xiao Di? No, you're my student." 

"Very smart. Guess again, who am I?" 

Mom thought about it. Who could it be? Chang Yuwei, Xu Jun, Wang Yujue, Tian Shenxiu all were possible. 

Because she only teaches biology twice a week, and this year she's temporarily covering for junior high, she doesn't know these four well. 

As for why she didn't rule out girls, Mom just wanted to say, heh, anyone who's taught students knows that middle school girls are anything but well-behaved. 

"As for what I want, listen to this recording first." 

"Mmm? Wait, mmm…" 

Mom instantly turned off the audio file, her face pale. She didn't need to listen to the rest. The content recorded after that was everything that happened that night. 

Mom clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging into her flesh. She seemed to feel no pain. 

Her heart was already in turmoil. 

Bastard, that bastard actually recorded all the conversations from that night. 

At that moment, she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. 

"Did you see? Or hear?" 

Mom bit her lower lip and replied to the first message from the ID "That Night": "What do you want?" 

"I want to play a game with you." 

Mom was immediately furious. A game? What game? Does he want to violate me again? She replied immediately: "Don't go too far. Do you believe I'll call the police?" 

But the person called "That Night" seemed to see through Mom's heart and replied: "Don't misunderstand. This game will have no direct physical contact with you, how about that? After the game, the recording will be returned to you, and I won't keep a backup." 

Mom's heart wavered a little, but only a little. She didn't believe this person could be so kind. 

"Explain in detail. What kind of game? And how can I believe you won't keep a backup? How can you prove it?" 

That Night: "A command game. As long as you complete the commands I give, the game is over. How about that?" 

"As for how I can prove I didn't keep a backup, well, that's really hard. But I have another way to prove my sincerity." 

When Mom saw the content of the game, even with her good upbringing, she almost cursed. 

But she held it in. 

What kind of command game is this? Isn't this just like the king game that students often play? 

Although she's a teacher, she's not always aloof, drawing a line between herself and her students. 

She knows that only by getting close to students can she truly understand them, know what they're thinking, and help them. 

Mom also knew from her students what the king game is. To ask her to play such a game why doesn't he just die? Mom trembled with anger. 

Just as she was fuming, she saw the next message from "That Night" and froze. She replied, "What sincerity?" 

That Night: "In the game, if you can catch me, the game ends immediately. I'll return the recording, and I'll be at your disposal. Also, if by the end of the game, you still can't identify me, you lose. But even if I win, I'll still return the recording, and I'll appear in front of you. What do you think? Isn't this more sincere than just returning the recording?" 

Mom was completely shocked. What? 

Doesn't this mean that no matter whether she wins or loses, she'll know who this person called "That Night" is? 

"Do you know what you're saying? Aren't you afraid I'll call the police as soon as I know your identity? No matter whether I win or lose, you'll return the recording, unless you have another backup." Mom replied. 

"Think about it. The game is about to start. Hope you have fun." After that, there was no more reply.