My Accidental Harem-Chapter 150

These potential consequences sent a chill down Kevin’s spine. Mia’s warning had come just in time. He needed to get back on track. Pedaling the bike home, he arrived just as his mother, Rachel Harris, was chatting with a neighbor at the door.

"Kevin, why have you been coming home so late lately? Have you finished your homework?" Rachel said sternly, her face showing some anger. She was a still-attractive woman with a resilient spirit. After her husband’s death, she had shouldered the burdens of life alone and brought up Kevin with great effort. Thankfully, Kevin had been obedient and doing well in school, which was her greatest comfort in an otherwise difficult life.

"Oh, our homeroom teacher asked me to help. I finished my homework at school," Kevin quickly explained when he saw his mother upset. Besides his homeroom teacher, Camila, his mother was the woman he feared most in the world. As a child, his tender buttocks had often suffered from her wrath.

"Your homeroom teacher is really unreasonable. Why does she keep asking for your help lately?" Rachel complained. "I’ll have to go to the school to meet her. You’re just the English class representative, not a slave. How can she keep asking you for everything? It’s affecting your studies."

Kevin was startled. Rachel Harris and Camila were both strong-willed women, and if they ever clashed, sparks would surely fly. In the past, Kevin would have supported his mother, Rachel Harris, but now that he had a relationship with Camila, he didn’t know which side to take. He promptly said, "Mom, Mrs. Cortez just asked me to sort out some papers and mainly to help me with my composition. There’s a composition competition coming up, and last time, I got second place. She wants me to try for first place this time. Mrs. Cortez is working hard to tutor me in the evenings at school."

"Oh, that’s the case. Okay then." Rachel Harris’s anger turned to a smile as she gave her son a look. "Why didn’t you say so earlier? You almost made me mess it up. If Mrs. Cortez needs help, you should be more observant and help her out. Let Mrs. Cortez guide and help you. With so many students in the class, the teacher’s attention couldn’t cover everyone, so every parent hoped their child would receive special attention from the teacher."

"Oh, I know." Kevin nodded but was secretly amused. His mother didn’t know that Camila not only gave him extra tutoring but also let him enjoy her juicy plump pussy with his big dick. Where else could he find such a teacher?

Back at home, Kevin quickly washed up and returned to his room. He closed the door and took out an old yellowish booklet from under his mattress and felt a bit nostalgic. This was his first erotic book which he had bought from a second-hand bookstore in middle school. It had been a treasure to him, something he read every night while masturbating until he met Mia, after which he had kept it hidden away.

But now it was time to kiss it goodbye. Kevin picked up the book with a resolute expression, tore it to pieces, and threw it into the trash can. He resolved never to masturbate again, not to seek out Camila, and to stop thinking about these messy things. He would focus solely on his studies and be a good student.

The next morning, Kevin got up early, washed up, and told his mother he was going to school. He grabbed two pieces of bread and ate them on his way to school. He had decided that from now on, he would spend his weekends studying at school to make up for the classes he had missed and work harder. Only then could he live up to his mother’s expectations, Camila’s efforts, and Mia’s advice.

On Saturday, the school was almost deserted, like the end of the world. Kevin instinctively glanced at the second floor of the office building, wondering if Camila was there, but he resisted the urge to check. He went to the classroom door, which was locked, but that didn’t stop him. He reached through a broken hole in the back door, unlatched it, and walked in, sitting at his desk. Opening his textbook, he smiled slightly at the empty classroom and felt that the real competition was beginning.

Kevin studied all morning and felt more fulfilled than ever. Without the burden of his previous thoughts, he found his focus had improved. Seeing that it was almost eleven o’clock, it hit him that he had promised Mike Adams to visit his house that day. After a moment’s hesitation, he packed up and left the classroom, heading towards Mike’s house.

Although Kevin and Mike were close friends, Kevin rarely visited Mike’s house. One of the reasons was that Mike’s father was the deputy director of the National Building Research Institute and looked down on Kevin, a kid from an ordinary family. Every time Kevin visited them, Mike’s father barely spoke to him, which hurt Kevin’s sensitive pride. The other reason was Mike’s mother, Evelyn Allen, though Kevin was reluctant to dwell on that reason. freewebnøvel_com

Mike’s house was a two-story building on the edge of the National Building Research Institute compound, with a small yard in front and a wall separating it from the surrounding single-story houses. Mia’s house was right next to Mike’s, and from Mike’s second-floor balcony, one could see Mia’s yard. Kevin glanced at the wall, which was less than six feet high. For him, at five feet and seven inches, it would be easy to climb over. He wondered if Mia was home and felt a sudden urge to climb over and spy on her weekend life. But as Mia’s warning struck him, he quickly suppressed the thought.

Kevin pressed the doorbell on the wall and noticed that both sides of the wall were embedded with shards of glass to deter thieves. He thought to himself that this could only stop ordinary people; a strong man could easily break through it. Just a few days ago, a thief had broken into a neighbor’s house at night. Fortunately, the neighbor had been awake and scared the thief away with loud shouts.

After a moment, Mike came out to open the door. Kevin walked in, looking around and feeling relieved to see no one else. "Mike, where are your parents?"

"Oh, my dad’s on a business trip and won’t be back until next week. My mom heard you were coming and went to the market early to buy groceries. She said she wants to cook something delicious for you, but she hasn’t come back yet." Mike said with a grin. "You should come over more often. I don’t hate delicious meals."

Kevin smiled awkwardly and asked, "Didn’t you say we need to discuss Zoey’s birthday plans?"

"Oh, right. I almost forgot that," Mike said, leading Kevin to his room. "A new bar just opened in town. It’s really popular. I was thinking of inviting a few friends there to sing for Zoey’s birthday. What do you think?"

Kevin thought it was a good idea. He didn’t want any trouble during the celebration.

As they were discussing the details and whom to invite, they suddenly heard a sweet voice from outside. "Mike, Mommy’s back. Has Kevin arrived yet? It’s almost noon. Maybe you should call him and check."

The two quickly went out and saw a charming beautiful woman standing at the door with two large plastic bags in her hands. She was in her early forties, with sparkling eyes and smooth tender skin. Though petite, she had a curvy figure. It was Mike’s mother, Evelyn Allen.

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