Chapter 83: The Cat Found What It Seeked

"Watch me undress Mom." Cassie taunted.

Whilst, beneath the sheets, inside his pants, his cock nodded, raring to let loose.

Before his focused eyes, Cassie began pulling down the maxi skirt.

And indeed, her tights was exposed beneath.

Cassie smirked and glanced at him, her expression clearly the "you see?" look.

Miles gave her a middle finger in defeat and glued his eyes to his Stepmother’s body. Inwardly itching to tear off the black fabric and unleash his primal desires on her. But without her permission, all he could do was stare as Cassie continued to slide down her skirt till it was finally removed.

She turned to him, her eyes doubtful and hesitant, before she brought herself to say it.

" I think you’ll have to turn away from this one bro. She needs to sleep in something comfy."

" Okay."

Miles didn’t banter and promptly turned away, focusing his attention on the TV screen which was currently displaying a movie trailer.

Cassie walked towards the wardrobe and brought out a clean set of black PJs. Watching him with a subtle smile on her face, she placed it beside him and proceeded to take off Hannah’s underwear.

"Oh, you can look now ." She teased but Miles didn’t take the bait, he kept his eyes glued to the TV.

"How cute." Cassie jeered and giggled.

An awkward silence ensued as the shuffling of fabrics filled the room, a strange tension growing between them.

"Okay, I’m done." Cassie’s prompt voice broke the silence. Kneeling on the bed , she leaned forward, wanting to detach Hannah’s grip on his arm but failed.

"No kidding, I bet she’s dreaming about her fantasy right now."

Nudging Miles, she added.

"It seems like you’ll have to lend a hand."

Reading the seriousness in her tone, Miles let out a little exhale and turned to her.

"Help with what?"

"I need to take off her bra. She’s so stubborn and doesn’t want to let go of your hand, so why don’t you take it off?"

"Oh... no problem."

Before Cassie could add another comment, he placed his palm on Hannah’s back and instantly found the hook. Using his experience of taking off Deb’s bra, he handled it smoothly and then slipped the bra straps through her clothes and brought it out.

" Hmmmm-." Hannah let out an arousing purr, heaving with a look of contentment on her face.

’Fuck, it’s worsening.’

While freeing her melons, he couldn’t avoid feeling their plumpness a few times and was swiftly punished by his dick .

Miles clenched his teeth as the weight of the sheet bore down on him.

To the side, Cassie finally managed to recover. Her gaze rapidly blinked from the bra in his hands to her mother’s chest.

’Such precision...’

Thinking of the fact that she would have encountered trouble taking off the bra in such a manner, she stared at Miles as if she’d suddenly discovered all his secrets.

She was about to curse out at him when her eyes noticed the subtle movement of the sheets placed over his legs. Her gaze turned skeptical and she leaned back.

Miles also noticed the change, and raised his brows at her while pretending like everything was alright.

Before Miles could stop her however, she had already pulled open the sheet with a sudden jolt. Letting it fly for a second and exposing the huge predator that leaned upward like a pole, with its head sharply outlined through its cage, underneath.

There was no shout, no cry. Only the sound of Cassie taking a step back in shock, then collapsing on her butt with her eyes looking lost and dazed.

Like the saying, a cat that sticks its head into the bag will find what it seeks, Cassie found what she sought by pulling up the sheet.

To say she was traumatized amongst other things won’t be wrong, but she was currently too overwhelmed by what she saw to form coherent thoughts.

’Was that a dick?’

She couldn’t bring herself to believe as the vivid image remained embedded into her mind and eyes.

’No, it couldn’t possibly be right?’

She thought again.

’Or did he stick a pipe to scare me?’

Every logic she tried proved her wrong eventually so she just sat there and stared at Miles who was holding back his laughter.

’How can his dick be so big?’

Just then, a distinct click reverberated through the room as Deb pushed open the door and stepped inside.

Her eyes gleamed at the sight of her mother clinging to Miles’ arm with her bra bare.

’Poor Miles, he must be in a difficult situation.’ Her eyes darted towards the sheets above his legs, she knew what was going down there and smiled inwardly.

’I have to take care of him.’ She thought about planning to take his side when it was time to sit.

"I brought the pillows." She began throwing the pillow she brought on the bed and mistakenly missed, hitting Cassie instead.

" Huh? What are you doing there?" Seeing Cassie on the floor, Deb asked with raised brows.

"Hum—"

Cassie bit her lips, wanting to say something but quickly cut herself short.

" —nothing. I just thought the floor was very warm for a moment."

.

Deb raised her brows.

" Are you sure? You don’t seem warm, quivering slightly from the cold to me." she added

"I know, I said for a moment, remember?"

Inwardly cursing at herself, Cassie shook her slender waist and stood.

" Okay." Deb shrugged and dropped the pillow on the bed.

" I’ll be back with an extra duvet." She said before leaving again.

They were alone once more.

" You didn’t have to act like that, you know?"

Miles glanced at Cassie, contrary to his soft, comforting tone, he was staring at her with a mocking grin.

" Now who is having the last laugh now?"

Miles sneered.

Faced with his snickering remark, she could only grimace.

Miles couldn’t help but shake his head.

’Is this the terror of a nine inch monster?’. He thought to himself, feeling a thrill to test it out.