Chapter 168: Home Alone with Delaney 1
"Good. Stop by the mall and get the stuff from the list I just sent you. I’ve sent you some money," Delaney ordered, and Simon nodded after winking at Miles, who hadn’t been included.
Minutes later, the house was mostly empty with just two people within
After Simon and the other four left, it was just Miles and Delaney at home.
Neither exchanged a word as Delaney slipped her hand beneath the couch and casually brought up a laptop. She inserted her hand at the corner and almost magically pulled out a pair of computer glasses to put on.
She placed it on the small table where she had been resting her leg as her expression turned serious.
To the side, Miles noticed the change in her temperament and was amused. Lowering his head, he resumed operating the phone in his hand, making a purchase of over three thousand dollars in a couple of minutes like it was nothing. And this was to purchase a new car for Hannah, the latest model similar to the previous one, a Lamborghini Urus.
Having finished signing the e-document, Miles got up and headed into the kitchen.
With Simon’s parents away, this was within his temporarily acquired right over the years.
It wasn’t long after that the sizzling sound filled the kitchen and a savory aroma wafted through the air.
Bringing out a couple of slices of bread, Miles divided the scrambled eggs into two dishes and also made a small cup of tea.
Thinking about how he wasn’t allowed to cook at home but could here, Miles carried the plate and cup over.
When he stepped within sight, Delaney, whose eyes were glued to the screen of her pc, with an ear pod piece in one ear, appeared momentarily startled and quickly moved her fingers across the keyboard to hide the screen.
Of course, Miles couldn’t see her screen and didn’t take the suspicious action seriously.
"Where should I put this?"
He nudged his hands which carried the ceramic serving plate to catch her attention, which had drifted.
"Oh Miles, have I ever told you how handsome you are and how your future wife would be so lucky to have you."
’*wives.’
Though he thought to correct the little error in her attempt to flatter him, he smiled back at her.
"Indeed, they’ll be lucky to have much more," he responded, seeing Delaney clueless about the intent behind his words as he moved the pc from the table.
"Don’t be presumptuous," Delaney smiled, using her thighs to ease the sensation between her legs.
"We’ll see."
Miles didn’t think much of it, and turned to leave after dropping off breakfast.
Back in the kitchen, he leaned against the counter as he texted Chloe while sipping a cup of tea with a plate of scrambled eggs and bread before him.
(How was your night Princess...)
The chat went on, and due to this, Miles spent about ten minutes just to clear the dish before him.
Stretching his limbs as he prepared to get busy with cleaning the guest room, he walked into the living room and saw an empty couch, a half-eaten dish, and a folded laptop.
"Ehn? Where did she go?"
Muttering to himself, he didn’t think much of it and walked towards the guest room which was located downstairs, not upstairs. This way guests wouldn’t be able to reach the private quarters.
’It’s been a while since I tidied up.’
With this thought, Miles opened the door of the guest room and entered only to freeze the next instant.
"Ahhhh! Ahhhhhhhh! Ahhhhhhhh! Hmmmmmm! Hmmmmm! Ahhhhhhh!"
Heart-stirring moans that awoke his desires and made his blood boil filled the room.
Miles stood in shock, trying to comprehend what was happening and the source of the sound.
One second... two seconds...
The moans didn’t stop; instead, it became more erotic. Slow, broken, deliberate, extended, a lullaby that no man would ever dislike.
Miles’ breath hitched and the sleeping dragon abruptly woke with a twitch.
’Delaney?’
The name resounded in his head as he slowly turned his head towards the bathroom, the door was half-opened. From where he stood, he saw a peek—two legs, one rested on the shower glass and the other hung in the air. The distance between them was extreme.
Looking closely, both legs were unsteady, shaking as her moans became more intense.
This was the only view he could see; half of her thigh and the rest of her upper body had been excluded by the door frame, but he could very much tell what was going on in there.
’Fuck!’
Miles cursed inwardly, his breathing becoming heavy the longer he heard.
Lowering his head, he saw that a big tent had formed in his pants. Without underwear, there was no way to hide it.
’Should I?’
Miles hesitated, which was rare.
And there were two reasons for this: one, Simon had speculated once that Delaney might be gay, in other words, a lesbian. Growing up, she had never been seen with a boy despite her looks. The constant girls’ hangouts had given Simon a clue, guessing it was the reason she was so cool with them.
Two, she was Simon’s older sister, one of his best friends.
That was against the bro code.
’Not exactly, the bro code is not to have thoughts about the younger sisters, and not talk bad about the big ones. Nothing about fucking the big sisters. Well, whatever, fuck the bro code.’
Still, Miles felt complicated on if he should act.
Zzzzz! Zzzzz! Zzzzz!
Just then, the distinct buzz of his phone caused the moans to disappear and the room to fall into a strange silence.
’Damn.’
Miles similarly froze and raised his hand to see the caller’s ID.
(Big Simon.)
’Is this some kind of divine message?’
Miles thought, feeling it was too much of a coincidence.
After staring at it for a moment, he accepted the call and Simon’s voice came through.
"Hey bro. Can’t reach Delaney, her phone seems to be on dnd. Help me tell her we’ll take a little bit of time. Tell her we encountered heavy traffic."
Obviously it was a lie, but Miles still nodded, having tapped on the loudspeaker an instant ago.
"Sure, I got you."
He replied.
"Thank you." Simon abruptly ended the call and the room fell into deep silence once more.
A moment later, there was a bit of rustling movement from the bathroom and then the gushing of water, hands being washed.
Miles stood still, patiently waiting as the door was pushed in a full swing.
It was Delaney, she stepped out. Wearing the same top as earlier with several wet spots on it. It was raised up, just above her belly, this time making Miles notice she had a piercing on her bellybutton.
’Hot.’
Miles thought before his eyes flickered up at her hard, erect, poking nipples and down to her exposed long legs.
It was the same underwear, a hipster with several wet spots on it.
Delaney stared at him, her expression unreadable.
’He looks calm. Did he hear everything? I can’t tell from his facial expression but he must have been here for a while. I didn’t notice him enter due to how loud I was. What should I do... what should I do... I need a way out—’
Although she didn’t show it, Delaney was a little worried and embarrassed about Miles hearing her moan, but the next moment, her eyes lowered down and zoomed in like an antenna that had caught a crucial signal. The air traversing her lungs froze as she saw the huge tent without a proper outline of the weapon within.
"Look, I just wanted to clean this place up. I didn’t hear anything—"
Miles spoke calmly with great composure instead of stuttering and blushing like any other youth would, but Delaney cut him off.
"You didn’t hear anything you say?"
She slowly and seductively stepped forward. The daring thought of seeing, no, touching her little brother’s friend’s dick took deep root within her.
Her lust, which had forcefully been quenched, began to rekindle at great speed and greater strength. Her eyes shone as she smiled, lowering her gaze to gauge the size of what could possibly be inside.
’He’s definitely going to be very big,’ she thought as Miles stood on the spot, dropping the pretense to leave the room.
"You are such a bad liar, Miles. What is that? Or rather what is this?— ahhh."
Delaney’s voice passed off in a slutty tone, crossing the distance between them as she grabbed the tent but yelped the next moment. Instantly letting go in utter shock, her gaze lowered down.
She wanted to ask if he had put a metal rod in there to trick her, which would have totally embarrassed her, but she stared down at it, her thoughts held, and she swallowed back her saliva when she noticed the thing move like it had life within.
"You... how can you have such a big dick?"
