Chapter 58

Sofia had gone to feed and comfort the baby, leaving me alone on the couch with nothing but my racing thoughts for company.

The images from the window refused to leave me alone — her soft body rocking under Simon, the way her heavy breasts bounced and leaked, the loving yet filthy words they exchanged. I lay there for quite some time, one arm behind my head, staring blankly at the ceiling as shame and unwanted arousal battled inside me.

Eventually the silence grew too heavy to bear. I stood up, stretched my stiff limbs, and wandered toward the back door that opened into their small garden.

The moment I stepped outside, the cool night air wrapped around me like a soothing embrace. It was already dark, the sky above dotted with countless twinkling stars that seemed brighter than usual against the deep black night sky.

Soft garden lights cast gentle golden glows on the plants and grass, creating peaceful pockets of shadow. I decided to sit right there on the doorway, leaning back against the frame, letting the fresh breeze calm my racing heart. The cold felt refreshing against my flushed skin, a welcome contrast to the heat still burning in my veins from everything I had seen and done today.

Suddenly, a small rock clattered near my foot, bouncing once before coming to rest.

I jolted upright, heart slamming against my chest.

"What the fuck was that?" I whispered sharply, eyes darting around the darkness. My breath hitched as I stood up quickly. I picked up the small stone, turning it over in my palm, confusion mixing with rising unease. Then I heard a faint rustling sound coming from the half-wall at the edge of the garden.

I stepped closer, nerves on edge. A dark silhouette rose above the wall.

'Are we getting robbed?' panic surged through me and I stumbled back a step.

But then the figure jumped down into the garden, landing lightly. The garden light finally caught his face.

It was the same boy from earlier. The one who had been peeking in through the window and recorded me after that while I was jerking off.

He dusted off his clothes casually, patting his shirt and pants, then looked straight at me with a cheeky grin spreading across his young face. He wasn't tall at all, he only reached up to my chin and his features made him look even younger than me.

"You clicked pictures of me before. Where is it?" I demanded, voice low but sharp with anger.

"Hm? What pictures?" He shrugged innocently, holding his palms out like he had nothing to hide, his eyes wide with fake confusion.

"Don't act like you don't know. I saw the phone in your hand when you ran off earlier," I pressed, stepping closer, my fists clenching at my sides.

"I don't have anything," he replied, still playing dumb, though the grin never left his face.

"You know that's not right? Recording someone without permission and now sneaking into the back of the house like this," I growled. Anger and fear mixed together as I grabbed him by the collar, lifting him slightly off the ground. "You want some trouble, brat? Give me the phone right now."

"No please, don't hit me!" The boy pleaded, his face scrunching up like he was about to cry. His eyes looked genuinely scared now, voice trembling.

"Just give me the phone," I snapped, roughly searching his pockets and clothes while keeping a firm grip on his collar. My hands moved quickly, checking every possible hiding spot. The boy squirmed but didn't fight back much, muttering weak protests.

"Rob? What happened? I heard some noise," Sofia's concerned voice suddenly called out from behind me.

I turned to see her standing at the back door, her face filled with worry. She must have heard the commotion and rushed over. Her sundress was still slightly disheveled, the thin fabric clinging to her full curves.

"Big sis, this boy just jumped in from that wall and was sneaki—" I started explaining, still holding Tim by the collar but sofia cut my words in middle.

"Tim?" Sofia's eyes widened in recognition. Her expression softened instantly as she stepped forward. "Tim, is that you?"

The boy named Tim immediately dashed toward her the moment I loosened my grip. He jumped into a tight, warm hug, wrapping his arms around her waist. Sofia hugged him back with a graceful, sweet smile, her arms wrapping around his smaller frame.

Because she was slightly taller than me, Tim's face naturally pressed right into the soft, heavy blossom of her breasts. He rubbed his cheek against them intentionally, burying his face deeper while giving me a quick, evil little grin to me.

Sofia gently stroked his hair, completely unaware or unbothered by how closely he was pressed against her. "What are you doing here so late, Tim? Did you come to play with the baby again? You know you can just knock on the door like a normal person."

Tim mumbled something into her chest, his voice muffled, but I caught the sly smirk he kept shooting me. Sofia laughed softly and ruffled his hair.

I stood there frozen, watching my elder sister comfort this sneaky boy while his face remained happily nestled between her massive, soft tits. The contrast between her pure motherly affection and the boy's sly expression sent a fresh wave of confused jealousy surging through me.

"Big sis… you know him?" I finally asked, my voice tighter than I intended, barely hiding the anger and disbelief bubbling underneath.

Sofia and Tim pulled back from their hug. I caught Tim dragging his tongue slowly over his lips in a deliberate, obscene motion, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction and a mocking little smile playing on his face as he glanced at me.

Sofia, completely oblivious to the darkness in that look, smiled warmly and ruffled his hair again with motherly affection.

"This is Tim. He lives in our neighborhood. Isn't he cute?" She pinched his cheek softly, her touch gentle and full of warmth like she was handling a little puppy.

Sure, from the outside he looked like a cute, innocent boy with his small frame and big eyes. But I knew better. This was the same kid who had been peeking through the window watching my sister get fucked senseless, the same one who had recorded me jerking off outside like some pervert. My fists clenched hard at my sides as I forced a neutral expression, fighting the urge to drag him away from her.

To be continued...

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