I turned and ran. My legs almost gave out on the stairs, heart hammering so hard I thought I'd throw up. I closed the front door behind me as quietly as I could and just kept running, head spinning, that thing in my pants still stupidly hard, tears burning my eyes.
'What the hell just happened… why was Mike there… is Aunt Marie really cheating with that bastard… and with a student half her age?!'
A thousand messed-up thoughts crashed inside my brain.
I finally stopped in front of my own house, chest heaving. I had to calm down.
'I can't let Mom see me like this… she can't know that I just saw Aunt Marie having an affair... and that even a student half her age' I took a few deep breaths and pushed the door open.
The living room was quiet. Looked like Mom was still in her room. Perfect. I just wanted to hide upstairs and pretend today never happened.
"Alex!" I flinched. Mom's voice came from behind me right when my foot touched the first stair.
I turned around slowly. She walked over, still in that thin house gown she always wears at home. The soft fabric stuck to her curves a little because of the heat, and I could see the outline of her heavy mounds.
"What happened, sweetie? I thought you were going to Rose's… why are you back so fast?" Her eyes were full of worry.
"I… u-um… th-that's because…" My tongue felt like lead. All I could see was Aunt Marie's sweaty body riding up and down, those milky hills bouncing right in front of my face.
"You're sweating so much… do you have a fever again?" Mom stepped closer and brushed my bangs away. Her cool palm pressed against my forehead.
"She… she wasn't ho—" I didn't finish. Mom suddenly pulled me into a tight hug, arms wrapping around my head and burying my face straight into her soft, warm bosom. The sweet milky scent I've known since I was little filled my nose… but now it mixed with the memory of Aunt Marie's smell from earlier.
My thing (still half-hard from what I saw) instantly woke up again. It throbbed and poked right against Mom's thick thigh through our clothes.
I panicked.
"I-I'm fine! Really, you don't have to worry!" I pulled back fast, praying she didn't feel the stiff bulge pressing into her.
Mom blinked, then smiled softly like nothing happened.
"Okay, okay… Mommy won't worry." She cupped my burning cheeks with both hands and gave me a light peck on the cheek.
"Go rest upstairs. Call me if you need anything, alright?" She let go and walked back toward the kitchen, hips swaying, gown hugging her round bottom with every step.
I ran upstairs two steps at a time, slammed my bedroom door, and collapsed face-down on the bed. My thing was rock-hard now, aching against the mattress.
I hated myself for it… but the second I closed my eyes I saw Aunt Marie's swollen flower dripping white stuff all over again.
I was so messed up.
To distract myself I booted up my game and tried to focus. My thing was still rock-hard and aching, but after a few rounds I somehow zoned out. When I finally checked the clock, the sun was already setting, painting the whole sky blood-red.
Grrrrrr…
My stomach growled like a monster. I hadn't eaten anything since breakfast, just sat here all afternoon with that stupid bulge in my pants.
I dragged myself downstairs. Lily was sprawled on the living-room sofa in her usual oversized t-shirt, legs kicking in the air while she laughed at some kids' cartoon.
'Still watches this stuff, huh… cute.'
Mom was in the kitchen, humming a little tune, apron tied tight around her waist. The fabric stretched over her curvy hips and made her heavy mounds jiggle every time she moved.
"Mom…" I mumbled from the doorway.
"I know, I know—you're starving. Dinner's almost ready, sweetie. Just a few more minutes, okay?" She turned and smiled instantly. She always knew before I even said anything.
"Okay, Mom."
"Thank you, baby! Go sit with Lily, I'll call you soon." She was rushing around because she knew I skipped lunch. Mom's worry mode = full speed.
I shuffled to the sofa. Lily's eyes lit up.
"Big bro! This show is hilarious, come watch!" She patted the spot right next to her.
I dropped down beside her. The second I did, Lily scooted over and wrapped both arms around mine, squishing my arm deep between her soft, braless mounds. I could feel her little nipples poking straight through the thin shirt, hard and warm against my skin.
She rested her head on my shoulder like a kitten. Her hair smelled like strawberries.
Ten minutes later, Mom called us to the dining table. Same seats as always: Mom across from me, Lily glued to my side.
Normal small talk at first, Lily told us about some silly thing that happened at school. Then Mom looked at me softly.
"Alex… you didn't forget about our shopping trip, right?" My chest tightened. She had asked me the day Mike beat me up. I was stuck at home recovering, so it never happened.
"Ah… yeah, I remember. Sorry I couldn't go, Mom."
"It's fine, sweetie," she laughed gently, reaching over to pat my hand. "It's just shopping. We'll go another day whenever you're free."
"I promise this time, Mom. For real."
Mom's smile got even warmer. "I'll hold you to that ♡"
"I wanna go too! I wanna go shopping with Mom and big bro!" Lily suddenly grabbed my wrist with both hands.
"Oh yeah? What do you need so bad?" I teased her.
"New clothes!" she said after thinking for a second, cheeks puffed out.
"Fine, fine, you can come."
"Really?! You're not lying?"
"Lily, enough," Mom chuckled. "Finish your food first, then we'll talk."
Lily beamed and finally let go of my wrist to attack her plate. I stared at my food, trying to act normal… but every time Mom leaned forward to grab something, her apron pulled tight and her huge chest strained against it. Every time Lily giggled, her bare thighs brushed mine under the table. I was, surrounded by soft, braless mounds and strawberry-scented little sisters. I was definitely going to hell.
After dinner I stood up to head back to my room, but Mom called out just as I reached the stairs.
"Alex, don't forget to take a bath before bed, okay?"
I nodded quietly and went upstairs. Changed into nothing but a towel wrapped low around my waist, then slipped into the bathroom.
Hot water was already running. I let out a long breath, trying to relax… and totally forgot to lock the door.
Click.
The door swung open. Lily bounced in wearing the same oversized t-shirt, a small towel draped over her arm, eyes sparkling.
"L-Lily?! What are you doing here?" I yelped, clutching my towel tighter.
"Mom told me to take a bath too!" She tilted her head, completely unfazed.
"Then I remembered big bro was bathing, so I thought we could do it together like old times!" Her big, innocent eyes stared straight into mine, full of pure excitement.
I opened my mouth to say no… but nothing came out. How could I refuse that smile?
To be continued…