Chapter 9
But that was enough about me. I didn't want her to dig a bit too much. My memories of this time were still a little hazy and if she were to ask something that would require an answer, I could be in trouble, or at least come off as strange.
"But you're one to talk. You look even more gorgeous than before." The best way to divert a woman's attention was always a compliment, as heartfelt as it can be.
"Oh, thank you, honey. But you're not saying that because you don't want me mad, do you?" She was visibly happy but still asked playing suspiciously.
"What do you mean?" Of course, I didn't understand what she meant. Had I done something wrong? This was why I didn't want to come this way because I didn't remember most of the things.
"What do you mean what I mean?" She said with a smile before she relayed her reason, "You didn't even come home once for the last two years, forgetting your mother and having all the fun of life at college."
Fuck. She didn't look mad but she sure as hell held a grudge. But as I said before, the best way to divert a woman's attention was a compliment and would always be a compliment.
"How could that be true Mom? I mean, just look at you, your beauty is hard to forget." And of course, that got her attention as she bashfully said, "Oh, Jacob. That's so nice of you to say."
"…" I didn't have an answer for her bashfulness. She was happy, but she also seemed a little awkward so I kept my mouth shut.
"Kuhum, why don't you rest? It must have been a long drive, right?" She said, trying to change the topic. Now if I wanted to tease her, I would have kept the topic the same but I respected her wishes and said, "Sure I will, but not before I meet everyone."
"Of course, your sisters and brother would be happy to see you." She said. I nodded, I doubted my brother would miss me because I still remembered everything about him. As for my sisters… Wait, sisters?
"I thought only Josephine was here," I said since Josephine was two years younger than me and would have just finished high school.
"Oh, you wouldn't know but Samantha's back. She's been having some troubles so she decided to move back in." Mom explained about my second oldest sister.
Troubles, huh? If she was with that same douchebag, then, of course, things would be troublesome for her. But it wasn't my place to dig and for sure, Mom wouldn't explain anything as well.
"Then I hope I can brighten her mood to some good extent," I said with a smile.
"Of course dear, she would be so happy if you do that. She needs all the support we can give her." My mom encouraged me so I nodded.
"Of course," I replied. However, that was Samantha and I could understand Josephine. But what was Jacqueline, my oldest sister, was doing here?
"And…" But before I could ask, Mom guessed what I wanted to say and said, "Jacqueline isn't doing well with her work so she couldn't afford to live in her apartment. I offered her to move back in."
"I see. That was nice of you." I said with a smile. Samantha would be fine but Jacqueline was too proud for that. Things would have been really hard for her if she accepted Mom's offer.
"Then I will go and meet them before I hit the hay," I said.
"Of-Of course." Mom stuttered, as if she had something to say but she held it in. I wasn't an idiot and I could guess the reason but I didn't say anything about it until she didn't tell me. it wouldn't be awkward for her then.
I left Mom in the kitchen and made my way to the living room. The living room was then connected to two sections. One section led to the main bedroom, bathroom, and three-bedroom area. The other area led to my father's study, the basement of the house, and my brother's room because he was the type to stay secluded from everyone.
I headed to the main bedroom section because that's where the rooms of my sisters were. It was also the place where my bedroom was but since I just said I knew the reason my mother was awkward, I will let it slide.
I decided to pay my favorite sister, my younger sister, a visit because she was like my tail back in the day. She would follow me like a puppy everywhere and of course, I taught her a few things as well. Maybe that was why she was often called a tomboy by everyone.
I knocked on her door because let's admit it, she was older now and she might not like it if I entered her room unannounced.
Nothing. I knocked again but still nothing. I sighed and turned her door knob only to be surprised as I opened the door. There stood Josephine, naked, her small butt turned to me as she was deciding on what dress to wear. She had headphones equipped so that explained why she didn't hear me knock.
But man, was that a view to kill for. Josephine was on the perky side of the girls. I couldn't see her chest with her back turned to me, but I was sure it wouldn't be very big for her age, but it sure as hell would be charming on its own.
But her main asset, if I had to say would be that small butt. Her ass, coupled with the milky skin that she inherited from our dad and not tanned skin like mom's, was something to slap on instinct.
It was round and milky, and from the looks of it, I sure hoped it was bubbly as well.
She finally picked on a pair of small jeans shorts and a black T-shirt. She wore her T-shirt first and then slightly bent down to wear the shorts.
And that was when I saw it. that tight slit that looked like it had never been opened and her tight asshole that I was sure as hell hadn't even been fingered with how tightly closed it was.
The view was to die for and my dick stood rock hard at attention. Now that I was free of all inhibitions such as a tricky situation back at my college, my lust was getting out of control.
Although my class was locked, it was still affecting my judgment. I couldn't believe I was lusting after my younger sister but I wasn't the one to hold any inhibitions in that regard.
It wasn't just another pussy to me because I also cared about her, but it was still a pussy and every pore in my body wanted to invade that territory, which I believed was uncharted, and claim it as my own with my dick while she screamed in pleasure, saying my name again and again.
Fuck.
I hurriedly closed the door before my thoughts got too out of control. I had no problem with pursuing Josephine but like I said, I cared about her. I may not hold any inhibitions, but she definitely would so it was better if I eased my way into it rather than just barging in like a berserker.
I shook my head and decided to pay her a visit later. For now, I'd check up on Samantha, hopefully not encountering the same thing. Although I was hard, I made sure to hide it well in my tight jeans which I still wasn't comfortable wearing but I couldn't wear clothes of Murim unless I was in a comic-con or wanted to be called a nut-job.
I knocked on Samantha's door and heard a come-in from in there. I opened the door to once again be surprised by what I saw.
Samantha was in front of her dresser, in her underwear, and applying makeup on her. Her underwear wasn't see-through so it wasn't a problem but just because her half-boobs and half-ass were covered, it didn't help in any way because that was still hot.
Her tanned skin was like a perfect piece of art, her ass was round and big, just like mom's, and her breasts I was betting my head on were natural, and couldn't hide their beauty in the confines of her bra.
All in all, the situation in pants only got worse. But if I were to act bashful here, it would forever cement that image of mine in her head. I needed to act confident so she would see me as such and not act too bashful around me.
"Oh, my god." Samantha saw me through the mirror and hurriedly turned around, a little startled as she said, "Jacob! What are you doing here?"
My luck was on my side and there was nothing to cover herself around her. And so, I could look at those magnificent breasts all I wanted.