MTLNOVEL Chapter 8: Wrong room Wrong time
"Derek should never find out the real reason for his preparation," Maxwell said, signaling Miss Alison that she could leave.
Miss Alison stepped out of the office with a sense of relief. She had been in there for nearly an hour, and she didn't like the direction things were going.
She quickly made her way down the flight of stairs. Upon reaching the second floor, she asked someone to tell Derek to report to her office first thing tomorrow morning.
The note in Derek's hand read, "Please don't forget to come for the game."
He folded the paper casually and stuffed it into his pocket. It was already late, but he didn't care. His father was likely away on a business trip, and his mother—well, she just didn't care.
When the time read past six, Derek began packing his bag. It didn't matter to him anymore; he had promised John a visit, and he intended to keep it.
Besides, the day had worn him out, and he needed somewhere to unwind—even if he wasn't that good at video games.
Soon, Derek was done packing and headed out through the hallway.
Halfway down the hallway, a short boy, probably in grade 5, stopped him. "Miss Alison said she wants to see you in her office first thing tomorrow morning," the boy said quickly before hurrying away, as if scared of Derek.
Derek paused, confused by the boy's behavior. Something about the message made it feel like he was in serious trouble.
It definitely had something to do with whatever the principal had said earlier. He kept on thinking about it as he walked out of the school.
He booked an Uber, and within 30 minutes, he arrived at John's place. He knocked at the gate, and the gatekeeper, recognizing him, let him in immediately.
Derek headed straight to the main building—a large white bungalow with a black roof, surrounded by flowers that gave it a classy look.
Derek hoped to play two quick games and then leave, considering how late it was getting. He approached the front door and knocked, but no one answered.
Then he realized the door was already open.
Without hesitation, he walked in and made his way to John's room. He had been here before, so it wasn't hard to find. But today, the room door was slightly open, and he could hear some background noise.
He assumed John was watching a movie and decided to sneak in to surprise him. Gently, he pushed the door open, careful to let the background noise mask the creak.
What Derek saw left him stunned.
John was lying on the bed, watching porn on his laptop. Worse, he had his pants down and was clearly in the middle of pleasuring himself.
Derek stood frozen, staring at the screen in disbelief. It disgusted him—but strangely, part of it also aroused him.
Earlier that evening, John had decided to take care of his urges before Derek's arrival. He opened one of his favorite blue films and skipped through the boring parts.
Eventually, Derek couldn't take it anymore. He cleared his throat, making his presence known.
John, now halfway through, jumped up in panic. He quickly shut the laptop and pulled his trousers up. "Derek! You're here already I… I'm sorry. That's not what you think,"
John stammered, trying to explain himself, cold sweat being obvious on his forehead.
He grabbed the laptop and tried to hide it, though it was obvious what had been going on.
Derek nodded slightly, watching John's flustered movements. He didn't want to be judgmental, so he changed the subject.
"Let's just play the video game. "It's getting late," Derek said, glancing at the wall clock.
John, still embarrassed, grabbed the gamepad and PSP pack, while Derek headed to the sitting room.
Though John tried to shrug off the shame, vowing not to watch porn again anytime soon, the memory lingered. Soon, he had the PSP and TV set up, and they began playing.
After about 30 minutes, with John winning every round, the mood started to lighten. John laughed at Derek's poor gameplay and threw his usual playful insults.
Derek laughed along, but his mind was still on what he had seen. It taunted him in an unusual way.
Eventually, Derek felt pressed and asked to use the toilet. John reluctantly agreed and went back to gaming on his phone.
Derek tried using John's toilet, but it was locked. Desperate, he headed to the nearest available room to find one, and unknowingly walked into Rose's room, John's mother.
He made his way to the toilet and began using it.
John just sat down playing his video games for a while, hoping Derek would be done soon so they could continue.
A few minutes later, John's mom arrived home, looking tired.
"You're a bit late today, Mom," John said, getting up to greet her. It was a quarter to seven. She was usually home by 5 PM.
"I got tied up with work," she replied, setting her bag down. "Looks like you're having fun. Derek's around?"
"Yeah, he's using the toilet," John said, sitting back down to focus on his game.
Rose, mid to late thirties, blonde hair with dark brown streaks, piercing blue eyes, and a figure that made heads turn. Her fashion sense was top-notch, always bringing out her curves.
She wasn't as full as Miss Alison, but her style made her look effortlessly hot.
"Alright, I'll let you boys have your fun," she said as she turned and headed to her room.
Derek had just finished and was cleaning up when he heard footsteps outside.
Panic rushed through him as he realized he might just be in Rose's room. He decided to stay in the toilet, hoping she'd change clothes quickly and leave.
Rose, humming to herself, entered her room and began undressing. Her plan was to freshen up and then make dinner.
The bathroom and toilet were connected, without any dividing wall, meaning Derek's hiding spot offered no real cover.
Assuming the bathroom was empty as usual, Rose, Naked, headed for the toilet with her towel. She opened the door.
What she saw stopped her cold.