Chapter 31: Caught
Maya reached out toward the bathroom doorknob.
At that exact moment, as I tried to shift my weight, my foot brushed the edge of the entryway table. The small knock of wood against wood sounded much louder than it should have in the silence of the house.
I went rigid.
Maya stopped dead. She turned her face back and her honey-colored eyes met mine directly.
For a second she said nothing. She just looked at me, surprised, still holding the towel in one hand and her body completely exposed in that black underwear. There was no panic in her expression. No deep embarrassment either. Only clear surprise, like someone who hadn't expected to run into anyone.
I, on the other hand, felt my face burn.
"Ethan…" she said at last, with that calm voice she always had. "I didn't hear you come in."
She instinctively tried to cover herself, crossing one arm over her chest and lowering the towel a little more. The gesture only managed to press her large, heavy breasts together, emphasizing their volume and the generous cleavage even more. The fabric of the bra tightened, and the contrast against her brown skin became impossible to ignore.
'They're enormous…' I thought, unable to help it. And her ass, now that she had turned slightly, still looked just as big and round from the front. Guilt hit me immediately. Once again I was looking when I shouldn't.
"I… came back earlier," I managed to say, my voice rougher than normal. "I didn't find what I went out looking for. And Sophia ran into her boyfriend, so she left me. It was really hot, so I decided to come back."
Maya held my gaze a moment longer. Her expression remained serene, though there was a slight flicker of discomfort in her eyes. It wasn't the discomfort of someone ashamed of her own body, but of someone suddenly finding themselves in an unexpected situation.
"I thought you'd be longer," she replied naturally. "When I saw you leave with Sophia I assumed the house would be empty for a while. I was getting ready to shower… I have to go to work later."
She made another attempt to adjust the towel against her chest. Once again the movement only succeeded in compressing her breasts more, making them rise and press together in a way that forced me to look away for a second. When I looked back at her, I noticed her gaze had briefly dropped toward my crotch.
She said nothing. But for an instant her eyes stayed there, fixed.
The silence grew uncomfortable.
"I'm going to… go into the bathroom," she said at last, nodding toward the door behind her. "I won't be long."
I nodded, not knowing what else to say. The guilt weighed in my throat. I had entered quietly, watched her without her knowing, and now I was face to face with the consequences.
Maya turned her body completely and pushed the bathroom door open. Before closing it all the way, she threw me one last look over her shoulder. Then the door shut with a soft click.
Maya's POV
Inside the bathroom, Maya leaned her back against the closed door and slowly let out her breath.
She could still feel the heat rising up her neck. It wasn't exactly embarrassment… it was something else. She had seen the bulge in Ethan's pants far too clearly. It stood out thick, heavy, pushing the fabric forward in a way that was impossible to ignore. It looked very swollen. Big. Bigger than she would have imagined.
She ran her tongue over her lower lip without realizing it and looked down at her own chest. Her nipples had hardened against the fabric of the bra, sensitive, brushing the material with every breath. She frowned slightly, annoyed by her body's reaction, but she couldn't stop a warm, low sensation from settling in her belly.
'What an absurd situation…' she thought, setting the towel on the sink. Even so, the image of the bulge stayed burned into her mind with an annoying clarity as she turned on the water.
Ethan's POV
I was left alone in the hallway.
My heart was still beating hard and the heat in my face wouldn't go down. The image of her body in that underwear, the failed attempt to cover herself, and the way my eyes had betrayed me once again stayed engraved in my mind.
Without saying anything else, I headed toward Ava's room, where I had been sleeping. I needed to be alone. I needed my body to calm down and for the guilt to stop hitting my chest so hard.
I closed the door behind me and let myself drop onto the edge of the bed, running both hands over my face.
The morning was only halfway through… and I already didn't know how many more times I was going to end up spying on someone in this house.
End of Chapter 31