"Miles, you're here."
Sitting at the head of the dining table was Hannah Sinclair, Miles' step-mother, in a loose singlet and open white jacket that didn't hide the prominent shape of her nipples.
Hannah was a woman in her early forties yet looked 7 years younger with hydrated skin and neat brows that spoke volumes of how disciplined she was about her life and appearance.
Not to talk about her MILF frame, she was a Director at Lume Horizon, a rising nationwide company that was based in tech and environment.
However, growing up after his dad passed away, she never really had time to spend time with them. Always up for work at 7 and got back early into the night.
Knowing she was working her butt off for the family, neither Miles or his sisters ever complained but gathered every night to have dinner.
"Hi Mom, welcome back."
Miles casually swung in, drawing back the chair opposite to Josephine and took his seat.
Inhaling the scent of toasted cheese wafting from the plate of casseroles, Miles' bright smile froze as he realized how strangely quiet the atmosphere was.
All three women froze, a bit agape as they stared at him.
"What?" He feigned ignorance under their gaze.
Eventually, it was Hannah, his Mom who reacted first.
Miles caught sight of how her melons jingled softly through the singlet due to her abrupt movement.
"Are you okay?" Her delicate soft palm landed on his forehead, wanting to read his temperature.
Two seconds later, she failed to sense anything and skeptically proceeded to feel his cheeks and neck. Such love and openly expressed care momentarily drew Miles eyes from her tits which were exceptionally close.
"My poor baby, what did you go through today?"
Before Miles could react, her chest crashed into his face, her arms wrapping tight around his head.
Seeing this sight, Josephine and Cassie instantly rolled their eyes, feeling cringed out.
Except for Miles of course.
'Shit! Suffocate me more. They are so fucking soft.'
His joy was shortly lived as Hannah withdrew not knowing he was just about to have an erection.
'Wow.'
Contrary to his thoughts and feelings, Miles feigned a bashful look.
"It's okay Mom, I'm no longer a kid."
Seeing his face flush, Hannah smiled and ruffled his hair before sitting back down.
" That doesn't change the fact that you'll always be my little boy… and you girls."
Catching a glimpse at her daughters' cringed eyes, she quickly added to tease them.
Straightening his hair back in order, Miles could only nod.
Following their brief exchange, Cassie took her seat next to him and the atmosphere unexpectedly turned serious.
It was Hannah who spoke.
" Josephine told me you came back home with blood stains on your uniform. What happened?"
Miles paused as he was about to plunge his spoon into the tasty meal.
"Oh, about that. That's pig blood. As you can see I'm alright without any injuries." He casually shrugged but the women's serious care didn't change.
"Are you sure? You look strangely different than you were this morning?" Cassie mentioned as she stuffed a spoon into her mouth.
Josephine also nodded then added.
"Especially the way you talk since you came back. I know something happened to you but I just can't prove it." Her gaze was playfully suspicious as she shrugged.
Miles' meek and weak personality was something they had accepted and grown to love.
Although they attended the same school, Miles made sure not to interact with Josephine anytime they were in school due to the fact he was a bad stain on her reputation. Each time Josephine wanted to hang out with him, he begged her not to and she could respect his wish.
Their Mom also wanted to file the school system to Court in regards to him being bullied. But Miles went on his knees each time begging her not to.
Despite being registered into Judo to learn self defence, Miles preferred reading and storing up knowledge which was a good thing.
In a strange sense, one would feel that he liked being bullied but no way.
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Revealing a thoughtful expression, Hannah also added.
"Your energy and vibe has totally changed."
This time it was Miles' turn to roll his eyes.
" Tsk, y'all better stop treating me like some kind of princess. From now on I'll be the man of the house." Miles playfully announced while stuffing a mouthful of a casserole.
"It seems like someone has finally grown some balls."
"Language Cassie."
The dining atmosphere lightened with laughter and jokes as the family ate.
In the ladies' hearts, they wholesomely accepted the changed Miles.
Soon Miles helped Josephine to wash the dishes, declaring that she was a beauty and shouldn't be stressed further.
Sure enough, his sister blushed and left the kitchen for him with a good night.
In the meantime, Miles arranged his thoughts on how to go about with the system's when the door opened and a figure stumbled in the quiet duplex.
"Deb?" Miles called out to the drunken figure murmuring curses to herself as she pointed her shaky fingers at him.