So on his way home, he saw that other kids had already left the school and the roads were less crowded compared to an average day, so he was feeling kind of paranormal, but remembering his teacher's body and all those moments of intimacy was exciting him more and more.
Despite having no free will in it, it was still more like a dream, a dream where he could do anything he wanted, so basically he was feeling kind of cherished, but due to remembering the horrors of that scene, he couldn't help but rush his way to his home.
Soon after reaching the home, he rang the doorbell. Soon his mother opened the door. seeing her son coming this late from school, she asked him, but seeing her this close and remembering the incident with teacher, he couldn't help but feel tempted but diverting his thoughts, he forced a smile and spoke: 'Mom, i am way too tired today, so i will first take a shower, then we can talk later on, please, ok?'
Hearing his words, she sighed and spoke: 'Boy, ok, whatever.' ''Go take a shower and rest while i prepare the dinner.'
Hearing her words, he nodded and moved towards the shower. While on his way, he glanced at his mom and checked her out unconsciously and found out that despite her mature age, she was still way too refined and way better in terms of figure than most of the women he had ever seen in his life; even his teacher would feel kind of lacking in terms of beauty and figure.
While looking at her, he forgot everything around them, but just as he was about to sink into dreams, he felt a punch on his head. Feeling the pain, he came back to reality and saw that his elder sister had a thug-type expression while looking at him.
Seeing her, he sighed and spoke with a frustrated tone: 'Sis, why are you acting like a bitch even on such a tiring evening? Don't you have anything to do in your life or any chores in house!'
Hearing his words, she again gave him a nasty smirk while again hitting him. Feeling her hits, the boy also counters them, and they begin to fight like little kids.
Seeing it, Mom rushed with sighful expressions and parted them and spoke: "Which nasty brat started the quarrel first? answer me?'
Hearing her words, the boy broke in with a frustrated expression: 'Mom, this nasty sister, is just like always picking on me and when i asked her to knock it off, she hit me, so ask this bitch why she was kicking my butt!'
Hearing his words, his mom sighed and pulled her ear while asking, "So what is it this time? Why were you bullying your younger brother like this?'
Hearing her words, she again made that tough face before speaking: 'Mom, this nasty creep was staring at you while drooling and wetting the floor. i felt that he had a ghost or something, so i was trying to save him, nothing more or less!'
Well, this nasty bitch was surely using an excuse to cover up her nasty habit of hitting him and they both could clearly understand what she was doing, but mom sighed and spoke: 'Creep, you go ahead and take a bath while i put some some sense in this maidenless daughter of mine!'
Hearing her words, he nodded and sighingly entered the bathroom. While his mother started lecturing her, as the boy entered the bathroom, he felt way too tired to even think about anything now, and it was somewhat assuring for him that his mind wasn't getting distracted by some random thoughts.
So after bathing, he came to his room and started getting dressed, while his mother came to take the laundry, but while collecting the laundry, she felt that there was something in his pants' pockets.
Finding it weird, she decides to check it, but the boy was so busy getting dressed that he didn't pay attention to his mom. But soon she saw that there was a strange deck of cards in his pocket. Finding it weird, she took them out and began to open the case of the deck. Seeing these strange cards, she felt kind of excited and spoke with an excited tone: 'Brat, where did you get such strange cards from?
And you even had the nerve to take them to school but not show your mother; such a brat you are! Huh, but whatever. Come here; let's play a round before your sister starts to disturb us. As for your father, that old coot is still busy on his business trips!
Hearing her mother's words, terror again rose in his heart as he frantically tried to rush towards her to snatch away the cards, but the mom dodged him in a pretty athletic manner while subduing him and spoke: "Well, little folk, you surely got some nerve charging at your mom for just such mere worthless, cheap cards, but let me remind you that this queen slayed countless thrones in terms of cards, so don't you dare back off now." 'We will be playing casino-style; you know, like, each of us will have three cards and we will pair them against each other and draw new card with every turn!'
Hearing her words and feeling how strong her mom still was, he couldn't help but feel overwhelmed, but even with such submission, he could clearly feel the soft and tender skin of hers that wrapped around him, but still the cards were way too risky to play, and he also couldn't tell her the effects of the cards. so he spoke in somewhat determined manner: 'Mom, no, i am way too tired today, so there's no way we are doing anything like that, so get off me and let me get some sleep and those cards were given to me by my friend and i have to return them tomorrow morning, so better drop the idea of playing with it!'