"No, Kafi~ You're not allowed to make fun of mommy's weight~" My mother protested and lightly slapped my hand that groped her butt, as if she didn't want me to play around with something she wasn't proud of.
"Why would I make fun of you? I honestly think that the mother before me is as beautiful as the mother I saw back when I was in kindergarten." I said, which made my mother's eyes shine and her ears turn red.
"No, actually, that's wrong..." I decided to change my statement, which made my mother's face droop in an instant and sigh as if she already knew that what I said could never be true.
But before she could make any more of a sad face, I looked down at her and said with a charming smile on my face
"...What I said isn't true. As I think that as you grow older every year, your beauty and elegance also grow along with you...So, if we're talking about when mom was the most beautiful in my eyes, then it has to be the absolutely drop-dead gorgeous women I'm hugging right now, who simpy looks like a delicious treat."
What I said was true, as I wouldn't really be interested in a college version of my mom or a working adult version of mom and would only be interested in a mature woman who's been through her years and has earned her maturity and elegance over time.
The beauty that I seek simply can't be replicated by my younger women and can only be attained through age, like my mother before me, who's aged like fine wine.
"Oh Kafi~ You just know how to make a girl happy, don't you, you sneaky boy~...Especially with an old lady like me. You say the most perfect words that make me feel ten years younger and so much better about myself." My mother was overjoyed to see that someone out there still appreciated her beauty, which she had lost with her age, and snuggled onto my chest in sheer happiness.
After rubbing her face on my chest for some time, she seemed to have realised something and looked up at me with a anxious gaze and said
"But are you really fine with lifting me up? Aren't your arms hurting after carrying me for so long?...And why did you even carry me up in the first place? It must be quite straining for you, right?"
"Do I really need a reason to carry up my mother, who's been carrying me up and supporting me my whole life?" I responded to her doubt, which made her eyes twinkle as if she were going to cry because of my words.
It was probably due to the fact that she found out that her efforts to raise me for all these years hadn't gone unnoticed, and her son was finally returning all that care he received from his mother by showering her with his love.
"And as for your weight, don't even mention it." I scoffed.
"When you're as light as a flower and don't weigh a single gram more, I could probably carry you around like this for my whole life."
"Oh you~ You can't say such blatant lies like that, even though it makes me really happy when I hear it." My mother coquettishly slapped my face while having a deep smile on hers.
"No, I'm not lying. You're so light that I can even spin you around like this with no effort at all."
And then, to my mother's surprise, I started to spin her around the kitchen as she stood in my place like we were dancing. I held onto my mother's ass more firmly and even pushed her into my chest, which allowed her abundant breasts to push into my body and warm up my chest.
My mother also did her bit by tightly holding onto my neck so that she didn't fall off from how fast I was spinning her in my arms.
"Kafi stop~ Kafi stop~ Mommy agress that you can carry me for how long you want, so please stop. Mommy's afraid you will hurt yourself.~" She begged me to stop while looking up at me with pleading eyes.
But I ignored her cries and continued to spin her around the kitchen like a child, while laughing out loud and looking like I was having the best time of my life.
"I won't stop! I can't stop! I'm simply so happy that I've reconciled with you after all these years of being distant with you that my feet are just moving on their own out of sheer happiness." I exclaimed in a merry mood as I spun my mother around like we were dancing in a beautiful meadow garden, to the sound of the birds chirping in the trees.
My mom also got infected by my joyful mood and said while chuckling with a playful smile on her ravishing face
"You're just like mommy, Kafi~ Even I can't help but want to dance around and get happy steps when I'm happy."
Seeing her son dance around so happily with her made her so happy and satisfied that she just laid her head on my shoulders and hummed a tune of her own to show how content she was with this moment, as if all the worries she had were all gone and she was finally at peace on my broad shoulders.
While my mother was having a wholesome and memorable moment with her son, I had already started to grope my mother's butt from the moment I started spinning her around.