Chapter 7: Blowjob (1)[R18+]
Mikey had no idea what he was about to walk into. One second, he was reaching for the door handle, and the next, his eyes were widening at a sight he certainly should not have seen.
Ayra, his supposed stepsister, was on her bed, frozen in place, her face turning an impossible shade of red and on her hand, a weird curved vibrator which thudded aloud after several intervals.
She scrambled to yank her blanket over herself, her voice sharp and panicked.
"What the hell are you doing in my room?!" she shrieked, her hands clutching the blanket as if her life depended on it. In this case, it was her social life.
Mikey's brain completely short-circuited. His mouth opened, but no words came out. All he was left with was his undying embarrassing thoughts.
'Oh, crap. Crap. Crap. What do I even say?!'
His body locked up as embarrassment hit him like a freight train. He had just invaded her privacy in the worst way possible- during self pleasure. His mind screamed at him to fix the situation, but all that managed to leave his lips was a weak, stunned-
"I—I'm sorry."
"Get out! Get out!" Ayra screamed again, grabbing a pillow and hurling it straight at him.
He barely had time to throw his hands up before the second pillow came flying as well.
"Get outt!!" She continued her rant.