SSS Ranked Taboo Student-Chapter 96: -"Moogie?"

Knock! Knock!

It took about fifteen seconds of silence and him raising his brows before the woman finally reacted. Taking her eyes off his erection, as if the moment of shock was nothing to her, she revealed a jubilant smile upon catching sight of his face.

Likely to be in her late thirties, she was wearing a classic black and white maid uniform, short sleeved and knee length. Her hair was parked in a neat bun, adding an air of formal integrity and professionalism to her look.

But currently her face didn’t say that, instead of a cold professional look,she stared at him with a pleasant bright smile and like he was an unknown species, or perhaps from a long lost one. Beyond that though, her eyes excluded a deep hint of familiarity and joyous reunion, causing some blurred memories in his head to resurface. Unfortunately.

Failing to recall who the woman was, her smile turned brighter. It was as if she was lost in reminiscing about the past. A little tear blurred her eyes.

Then hastily moving to drop the clothes and lotions in her hands on the bed, she came and hugged him. Locking him into a tight hug, her firm big mature breasts pressed against his firm toned chest. Uncaring of his hardened member poking her lower belly due to her actions, the woman hugged him tighter.

Though deeply confused by the whole situation, and how his body could possibly still react in this moment. Seeing she didn’t bother, he disregarded the unfamiliarity and reciprocated her hug. Lightly wrapping his arms around he waited calmly in silence.

"Pokie- it’s you." He heard her call out in a teary delighted voice.

’Pokie? Is my real mother a maid?’ Assuming boldly, he instantly swept the thought away. He knew his mother, he’d see her picture hanged in their home anytime he came back. Their semblance was there but the woman currently hugging him shared none.

After a minute or so, she finally let go. His dick had gotten harder with each passing seconds at the feel of her firm breasts cupped inside a bra.

Separating from their hug, she held up his face with both hands not wanting to believe he was the one.

"You’ve grown so tall- look at you-" she then let go of his face, extending both hands by his side. "Last time Master Sebastian showed me your picture you were this fat and just entered highschool." The woman then smiled, letting out a short laugh while speaking comprehensible words for the first time.

Seeing his clueless look, though she tried to hide it, her face showed pain.

"Poo-Mr Max I used to take care of you back then. Back then when you were so cute and a little fatty after your mom died." Her expression turned solemn by the last part, forcing a smile as she held his face with a happy smile.

"You’ve changed so much that I wouldn’t have recognized you if not for your sister showing me a picture of you when I gave her a dress. little pookie." She squeezed his face tighter with a saddened smile.

On the other hand...

Seeing her genuine expression and care, Max felt a huge void in his heart shake. Suddenly thinking of the previous dead Max.

A lonely loser, though perverted, there had been no one to love him for who he was. His father was always away, his sister denied him, he felt so alone and wronged in this world that he could no longer take it and eventually killed himself.

At the discovery that there was someone who loved and cherished all these while, Max felt sorry for his predecessor.

’Bro, wherever you might be... I just want to tell you that you were always loved.’

Sensing a slight ache in his heart, Max revealed a serious solemn smile. His eyes met the woman’s and he decided to shade a bit of light on what happened.

"Sorry auntie, I once slipped and hit my head inside the pool, almost losing my life so a bit of my memories have been cleared since then. After that I decided to grow myself and become strong.

Sorry for not remembering you auntie." His tone as he began and went from solemn to grave, then the relief that he didn’t die and sincere apology like it was his fault.

However upon hearing that he almost died, the woman closed her mouth, a sharp gasp escaping. With a grave look, she touched his head, roughing his hair in an attempt to check if the wound left serious scars.

A little behind his head she found the scar left by the previous Max’s death.

"Master Sebastian didn’t tell me about this." Her face turned serious as she imagined his father’s face.

"It’s ok auntie... he didn’t know." He added after a short pause, making the woman’s face turn sad a bit.

"I should have realized." She muttered with a bit of sadness, forcing a smile.

"Moogie?" A sudden enlightenment struck him, blurting out the single word the woman’s face paused. Like her brain had been short-circuited, she stared dazedly at him with a lost look that was instantly being revitalized from the depth of her eyes. Ushering tears,she pressed his head over her shoulder, a shoving pats on his back.

"Oh my pookie, you remembered- you remembered." She muttered a few times with joyed elation.

Then after a few pats she dislodged his head from her shoulder, staring intently at his handsome features.

The atmosphere turned strange with each passing second, because after going down for the past few minutes. His steel brimming rod was already reawakening.

"Welcome back home." The woman now known as Moogie smiled, ushering her gaze downward.

"I see you’ve also worked on growing down there Pookie. Because back then you were so small and tiny, a small cut of my middle finger."

"Just look, in the span of years you’ve grown so big." Smiling lightly as they both stared at his erection, she lifted her head to glance at his reserved expression.

"Tell me, did Moogie cause that to Pookie." In a teasing voice she whispered towards his face with any sign of shyness or blush.

Suddenly feeling thrilled at the thought of how their circumstances had gone from a grieving solemn caring exchange to this. He gave a positive nod.

"So do you want Moogie to help you with it?"...

QN: Moogie is a nickname meaning Mom, from Star Trek

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