MILF Paradise System

I kept my tone casual, as if nothing unusual had happened.

"I just went to my apartment, bro. Where were you?" I asked back, turning the question on him.

Max’s eyes narrowed slightly as he noticed how wet I looked. Water was still clinging to my skin and hair. His gaze briefly flicked toward the bathroom door inside the apartment, the same bathroom where his mother was still showering.

"Why are you so wet? Did you take a shower?" he asked, the suspicion clear in his voice.

I nodded without hesitation.

"Yeah, I did. At my apartment," I replied smoothly.

𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

Max still didn’t look fully convinced.

"But when did you come back? I just went out to ask the maids next door if you were with them," he said, trying to piece the timing together in his head.

I gave a small shrug and offered an easy explanation.

"You might have missed me, bro. When you were talking to that girl... I know you’ve got a thing for her. You might’ve gotten a little lost in her eyes," I said with a smirk, deliberately steering the conversation toward Asha.

The moment I mentioned her, Max’s expression changed completely. A wide, slightly embarrassed smile spread across his face.

"Oh, come on... it’s not like that," he said, though the way he lit up made it obvious how happy he was just talking about her. "Man, she’s really cute. Her mom wasn’t there. She didn’t invite me in, but... I could still feel the tension, y’know?"

I played along, feeding his excitement.

"Yeah, bro. Totally. I could feel the sexual tension between you two from afar," I said, keeping my tone light and supportive.

Max laughed under his breath, clearly enjoying the idea that someone else had noticed the spark between him and Asha. Whatever suspicion he might have had about where I had really been and why I was wet seemed to fade into the background as his thoughts shifted fully toward the maid’s daughter next door.

"What anime are you watching, bro? Let’s watch it together," I said, trying to shift the conversation into something normal.

Max glanced back at the television and shook his head.

"I changed the channel, bro. The last one was really depressing," he replied. Then, without missing a beat, his mind went right back to Ashar. "Why don’t you introduce me to the girl next door, bro?"

He was still completely fixed on Asha. I already knew what kind of horny teenager he was, but Asha wasn’t going to look at him that way, not when she already belonged to me in every sense that mattered.

"Man, not right now. Let me dry myself first," I said, brushing the request off for the moment.

Before Max could push the topic any further, a knock suddenly came from the main door.

Knock. Knock.

Max was closer to the entrance, so he walked over and pulled it open. Standing outside in the hallway was Maya, still dressed in her soft, revealing saree, her expression calm and polite as always.

"Hey, what’s up?" Max said, trying to sound cool in front of her.

Maya’s eyes, however, went straight past him. The moment she saw me standing inside with only a towel wrapped around my waist, a small smile formed on her lips. She didn’t answer Max directly. Instead, she kept her attention fully on me.

I walked closer to the doorway. Maya’s gaze dropped to my bare chest and stayed there for a moment longer than necessary, openly taking in my still-damp body.

"What happened, Maya?" I asked.

She finally looked up at my face again.

"Sir... your friend is here," Maya said, then glanced behind her toward the balcony area outside. From where Max and I stood inside the doorway, that part of the outdoor walkway wasn’t fully visible.

Curiosity pulled me forward. I stepped out past Maya and onto the balcony section of the hallway. A short distance away, near the railing, stood Michael. He had his phone raised and was casually taking pictures of the wide view in front of our building, completely focused on the skyline as if he had all the time in the world.

"What the hell are you doing here, bro?" I asked, making no effort to hide my surprise. This was the first time Michael had ever shown up at my apartment building. Seeing him standing on the balcony felt completely unexpected.

Michael turned toward me with an easy grin.

"Hey bro, long time no see. Come here," he said, stepping forward and trying to pull me into a hug.

I stopped him with a hand on his shoulder before he could fully wrap his arms around me.

"Why are you here?" I asked again, keeping my tone flat.

Michael laughed it off, still grinning like nothing was unusual about the situation.

"Hey, hey... don’t be like that, bro. Can’t a friend come meet his best friend anytime?" he said. Then his eyes flicked over my body, and he raised an eyebrow. "And why the hell are you roaming around naked in just a towel?"

He glanced sideways at Maya as he said it, clearly trying to act cool in front of her while lightly talking me down at the same time.

"I just took a shower, bro," I replied simply.

Michael looked around the hallway, then back at the apartment door behind me.

"This isn’t even your apartment bro," he pointed out. "I met this lady in the lobby, and she was kind enough to guide me to where you were."

He nodded toward Maya, who still stood nearby in her saree, quietly observing the exchange. Then, without warning, Michael stepped in closer and lowered his voice so only I could hear him. His mouth came near my ear as he spoke.

"Damn, bro... she’s hot. Did you fuck her already?" he whispered, the crude question slipping out with the same casual confidence he always used when talking about women.