Billy’s younger sister returned from her trip overseas

The next few days around the house were awkward and quiet. At least, for Billy - Billy's mother was quite vocal throughout, and radiated a confident, self-assured glow. The worst part of all was that she didn't ever even bring up that night's events, almost as if she was waiting for Billy to mention them first, or as if she didn't consider them worth mentioning. As if it was just so natural to her that there would have been no point talking about it or bringing attention to it. Oddly, that only made Billy think about it even more, all hours of the day. At school, at home… under the sheets of his bed, with his hand on his dick.

"Hey, Billy, what would you like for breakfast?"

"Do you think this bra looks good on me, Billy?"

"Why are you so quiet lately, hmm?"

"How did today's match at the club go?"

"You know Billy, your sister's coming back from her trip to France soon..."

Ah, yes. Anna, Billy's younger sister. Heather was fortunate enough to send both of her children to quite a prestigious school, and so Anna had been given a chance to take a two-month trip to France with the school, to better help her learn the language for her classes. She'd been gone for quite some time, but she would be coming back any day now.

Billy and Anna had never been too close. Both of them were very close with their mother - that closeness was what had gotten Billy into this mess to begin with - but the two never really spent much time with each other. They just existed in the same house as each other, living around each other. Heather had always tried to get them to do things together, like seeing a movie or taking an interest in each other's hobbies, but it had just never stuck.

Anna was a short girl, and never cared much for athletic sports. She wasn't unfit, and she ate healthily, but she never put much time specifically into sports or exercise, unlike Billy. She was bright and bubbly on the topics that interested her, and she was very intelligent, but at times she could misunderstand social situations. Her and Billy were, essentially, polar opposites. Whenever he tried to watch sports with her, she would always even be confused about whether or not a point had been scored, whether or not a match had finished, and which team had won. As if she was so unfamiliar with sports that she couldn’t even identify what was going on when it was right in front of her. And Billy could never relate to her straight-As style of study either, even if he was far from poor in his own classes.

The siblings had nothing in common, and so under normal circumstances, Billy wouldn't really have cared that she was coming back - but with everything that had been going on around the house lately, it gave him a pit in his stomach.

Billy had always been the sporty one, the athletic one. That was where he had his success. Anna wasn't the sort to openly make fun of him if she found out about how mommy had put him out to pasture three times now, but on the inside, she would surely think of him as a failure. I mean, come on - boxing for years, just to get consistently kayo’d by your own newbie mother? It was laughable. Billy didn't want his younger sister to think of him as the unsuccessful brother, as an inferior. For all their differences, there was still a sense of sibling competition between the two of them, and if Anna found out about his knockout losses to momma, he would irrecoverably lose that rivalry.

And so Billy found himself praying that Heather wouldn't bring up his recent **** naptimes at the hands of their mommy, his losses in the boxing ring to a literal MILF, when Anna finally came back from France with a spring in her step and her usual peppy attitude. Heather hadn’t mentioned dropping her son since she told Aunt Judy about it, so hopefully, it was just a proud memory in the past for her now.