Chapter 804: The Good Intentions
Kevin blushed and nodded awkwardly, surprised that Dolores would bring it up so directly.
"You're in your adolescence, so I don't want you to misunderstand. I'm not that kind of frivolous woman. The physical contact we had earlier, and your inability to control your ejaculation, is a natural bodily reaction. This incident is my fault, not yours. But I hope you understand that you're still a student. Don't overthink it, and don't let it become a psychological burden, okay?"
Kevin mumbled an acknowledgment and continued nodding, thinking that Dolores's words were easier said than done. Who wouldn't overthink such an incident? Dolores also knew she was being somewhat evasive, but she had to say what needed to be said to prevent Kevin from thinking of her as a promiscuous woman. After all, this wasn't just a Youth physical contact. She cautiously added, "Also, you must keep this incident and Simon's visit to my house a secret. Don't go around talking about it."
"Don't worry, sis. I'd rather die than say anything," Kevin assured, knowing full well that such a matter should never be publicized. "If I do, let me turn into a big turtle."
"Alright, I know you wouldn't intentionally say anything. I'm just reminding you in case you accidentally let it slip someday," Dolores said, patting Kevin's head gently. "You're a good kid, and I don't want to lead you astray. I can't handle it if Audrey comes to me demanding an explanation."
Hearing her refer to his cousin as a little girl felt strange to Kevin. Dolores looked quite young and dressed more fashionably than Audrey. Standing together, it was hard to say who looked older.
They returned to the living room and saw Simon still lying on the floor, his lower body exposed with his dark, flaccid penis hanging unattractively.
"Get him dressed quickly; it's disgusting," Dolores said with a look of disgust, turning her face away.
Kevin reluctantly helped Simon put his pants back on, working up a sweat in the process. Afterward, he asked, "Sis, what should we do now? Should we wake him up?"
"Forget it," Dolores hesitated before taking out her phone and making a call. Ten minutes later, a young man arrived, greeting Dolores with a smile, "Hello, Elder Sister-in-law."
"Don't call me that anymore; that's in the past," Dolores said with a frown. "Take your boss away. He's drunk and causing trouble."
After Simon was taken away, Kevin couldn't help but ask, "Sis, why didn't you call the police? This guy is terrible. He deserves to spend a few years in jail to reflect on his actions."
"I would like to," Dolores replied, rolling her eyes at Kevin. "But the prison isn't my family's business. Besides, he would eventually get out, and who knows what he might do then. I don't have the energy to deal with him."
"Sis, you have it tough. If you're ever feeling down, you can talk to me. It might make you feel better," Kevin said, finally understanding why Dolores didn't want to call the police. He felt frustrated that good people always seemed to suffer while bad people got away with their actions.
Seeing Kevin trying to act mature made Dolores laugh, causing her ample chest to jiggle, which caught Kevin's attention. Dolores blushed and quickly pressed her breasts down, teasing, "What's so interesting? Didn't you see enough earlier? Besides, your cousin's are much bigger than mine. You must have peeked at them often, right?"
Kevin's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly denied it, his face turning red. "I really haven't peeked, sis. When I'm talking to you, I can't look elsewhere, and I wasn't intentionally looking."
"Alright, alright, I was just teasing you. No need to be so nervous," Dolores said with a chuckle, letting her hand fall and deliberately shaking her chest a little. "Look if you want, just don't touch, or I'll really become a bad woman." She wasn't the type to be overly modest, and after the recent events, she felt closer to Kevin, treating him like a younger brother. She wouldn't joke around like this with others.
Watching her ample breasts bounce, Kevin felt dizzy and his face turned red. He quickly looked away, feeling very embarrassed and hot in his lower abdomen. Dolores, a proper woman, occasionally letting loose was more enticing than the overtly flirtatious Natalie or Vanessa.
Sensing Kevin's reaction, Dolores decided not to tease him further, fearing it might escalate. She became serious and said, "Kevin, you caused me some trouble today, but you also helped me. So, it balances out. If you ever come to the city, give me a call. As you can see, I live alone and it gets boring. I'd like someone to talk to. By the way, do you have a phone?"
"Yes," Kevin quickly took out his phone and saved Dolores's number. "Sis, let's add each other on social media. If you're bored, we can chat there. I usually don't have time to come to the city. I chat with my classmates on social media too."
"That works," Dolores said happily. "Just treat me like one of your classmates. It makes me feel ten years younger."
"If you were in my class, you'd get a lot of love letters from the boys," Kevin said.
"Really?" Dolores said wistfully. "Too bad we weren't as open when I was in school. Boys and girls didn't talk much. I was shy and not popular with the boys, never received a love letter."
Kevin grinned and said, "That's easy to fix. I'll write you one, sis."
"I don't need it," Dolores said dismissively. "You must have written a lot of love letters to girls, right?"
"No," Kevin shook his head and spread his hands. "Dating is expensive. My pocket money isn't even enough for myself, let alone for a girlfriend. Besides, having a girlfriend means constantly having to please her. Why make life difficult for myself?"
"You're too calculating, it's hilarious," Dolores laughed, her chest heaving again. This time, Kevin was prepared and quickly looked away to avoid being teased again. But Dolores couldn't stop laughing, tears streaming down her face, and her ample breasts bouncing wildly in her knit top. Kevin was flustered, wanting to help hold down the two mischievous white rabbits.
"Sorry, it's just too funny," Dolores said after a while, wiping her tears. "How much pocket money does your mom give you each month?"
"Twenty or thirty dollars. My mom is pretty stingy, right?" Kevin said, embarrassed.
"That's so little?" Dolores was stunned. Her colleagues' kids, also in high school, received hundreds of dollars a month and still complained it wasn't enough. Kevin's allowance was practically nothing.
"It's already a lot," Kevin explained quickly. "I usually eat at home, so I don't spend much. I can even save some each semester."
Seeing Kevin's sincere expression, genuinely believing that twenty or thirty dollars a month was a lot, Dolores felt a pang of sadness. She realized her earlier words might have unintentionally hurt him. She instinctively hugged Kevin, not realizing her breasts were pressing tightly against his head.
"I'm sorry, Kevin. I shouldn't have said that," Dolores said softly, stroking his hair. "You're much better than most high school boys I've met. Your mom is amazing too."
"It's okay, sis," Kevin said, suddenly hugged by Dolores. He felt her firm, round breasts pressing against his face, and the scent of her mature womanhood filled his senses, making him feel awkward. Dolores, despite being close in age to Audrey, had a very different personality. Audrey was simple and indecisive, easily influenced by others, while Dolores was sharp and capable, with a strong presence and decisive actions. Yet both had a nurturing, big-sisterly warmth that made Kevin instinctively want to be close to them.
Kevin couldn't understand why, despite his strong feelings for Audrey, he still had inappropriate thoughts about other beautiful women. Being held by Dolores now made his body react with excitement. He felt guilty, realizing that just hours after leaving his cousin, he was getting close to Dolores. It wasn't right.
"Alright, it's getting late. I should take you to the bus station," Dolores said after holding Kevin for a while. She felt a tickle in her chest where Kevin's head had been pressing and realized the embrace was inappropriate. She patted his shoulder.
Kevin stood up and said, "Sis, you don't need to trouble yourself. I can take the bus by myself."
"No way. The bus station is quite far from here. It would take you a long time to walk," Dolores said with a smile, caressing Kevin's face. "I have to go to the hotel this afternoon. Otherwise, I would drive you back to the city."
As they went downstairs, Dolores walked quickly and nearly slipped. Kevin instinctively grabbed her hand, and though she steadied herself, he didn't let go. Dolores felt a bit strange but didn't pull away.
They walked out of the apartment building holding hands and ran into a neighbor who greeted Dolores with a smile, "Manager, who is this?"
"My brother, visiting me," Dolores replied, smiling and holding Kevin's arm affectionately.
After the neighbor left, Kevin asked, "Sis, do you really see me as your brother?"
"Yes, why? You don't want to?" Dolores replied with a smile. "You've been calling me sis all along. From now on, you're my real brother. Is that okay?"
"I'd love that," Kevin said, nodding. He hadn't expected to gain a god-sister so soon after parting with his cousin. Having such a beautiful god-sister made him happy, knowing he had a place to stay when visiting the city.
Dolores drove Kevin to the nearest bus stop and handed him $500 from her purse. "Take this for school supplies. If you need money, just ask me. Don't ask your mom, okay?"
"Sis, I can't take your money," Kevin said, shaking his head.
"Take it," Dolores insisted, stuffing the money into his pocket. "Since I've accepted you as my brother, I have to show it. I live alone and have no financial burdens. If I weren't worried about you spending it all, I'd give you more."
"Goodbye, sis," Kevin said as he got off the car, waving goodbye to Dolores. Just then, a bus arrived, and he boarded, taking a seat at the back. The bus started moving, and Kevin, having woken up early and not rested at noon, soon felt sleepy and drifted off.
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