(X) Aunt May

'A milf?'

Zane thought as he stared at the mature lady approaching him.

'I never expected Mrs. May to look this hot.'

In his trance, she paced closer to him and said, "Thank you for saving my life. How can I repay you?"

Zane stared at her with a nonchalant gaze. However, in his mind. 'You could just give me a bj.'

"It's ok, I'm glad I rescued someone."

Although he said this, Zane knew it was not his motive to save her if not for him crashing into the fight.

"Are you ok? You sure you didn't suffer any injury from that fight." Mrs. May had a worried gaze as she furrowed her brow.

'Why is she acting like a worried mother? But I like it though.'

"Yes, just a minor injury in my left arm." Zane feigned a hurtful face as he said these words.

Not knowing it was fake, Aunt may face darkened with worry. " I can take you to the hospital if you don't mind."

It was the least she could do for someone who risked his life to save her. That was just how she was.

'Shit! I can't go to the hospital. They'll know I'm fine.' Zane started racking his brain to come up with another lie.

A bit of time passed before a huge light ball flashed in his head. "Sorry, I can't go to the hospital because I hate injections."

"OH," a doubtful expression crossed her face as she glanced at the arm that had no visible bruises. However, she knew it could be internal injuries so she didn't find anything suspicious.

"Since you don't want to go to the hospital, do you mind if I check on your arm?"

"Sure."

"Come on, my house he's just around the corner. I'll check you there." She grabbed her pause and assisted Zane– who still had his act on.

The two strode for some time before they arrived at an apartment building.

Throughout their walk, Mrs. May noticed Zane peeping on her voluptuous breast. However, she did nothing about it since it would make the atmosphere awkward. Hence, she refrained.

But it would be a lie if she said she didn't like it.

"This is your place?" Zane knew but he still asked, trying to strike up a conversation with her.

"Yes! It's on the top floor." She grimaced at the sheer thought of walking the stairs because the elevators were wrecked.

"What's that expression?"

" The elevators are spoiled."

"…" Zane didn't ask any further questions. " So we 're gonna walk the stairs then?"

"Yeah, not like we have any other way."

'Actually there is.' Zane thought because he could just use a super jump to leap to the last floor. However, that would draw unnecessary attention and would blow up his cover. Hence, he restrained.

"The building has about 50 floors, so we should start moving." She said as they strolled into the building and started ascending the stairs.

Surprisingly– after climbing for some time — Zane didn't feel fatigued at all, not even a speck of sweat could be seen on his face.

'I guess this is what happens when you're superhuman.'

However, the same could not be said for the sexy milf– who was all drenched in sweat.

The sweat moist her white sleeve, squeezing her skin as it gave a peak of her erect nipples.

'Sorry for making you suffer, but it's for the sake of harem points so bear with me.'

Zane was kinda feeling guilty now because he was stressing the poor woman assisting him through these stares.

"You're pretty strong, aren't you?" She asked as she glanced at him.

She was no fool. She knew this teen was a superhuman, not every normal human could jump that high.

"Yes, I'm pretty strong, but at the end of the day, I'm still human."

" Yeah you're right, we are here." Mrs. May exclaimed with an elated smile as she saw the doors to her room.

Zane could feel her wobbly legs shivering a bit as they entered the house.

It was a modest-looking house, with a flat-screen TV, double milky sofa chairs, and a wooden table close to the wall.

"This is a nice place you got here," Zane commented as both of them plopped on the sofa chair.

"Thanks, it's not that luxurious, but it's something."

Actually, Zane wasn't impressed with the house decor. He didn't want to look like an asshole and it's also for his glorious harem points, so why not lie and make the other person feel good?

He knew this mentality was wrong but he needed Harem points if he needed to live in this world. He was now Captain America, and he knew Captain America had his own fair share of troubles.

"You wanna have a drink?" Mrs. May said, jolting Zane out of his trance.

"Yes, sure." She willed her wobbly legs to stand as she paced to the kitchen counter at the left flank of the room and grabbed a chilly juice jar and paced back.

Zane couldn't help admiring her swaying hips. She caught him and flashed a seductive smile.

Zane was a bit taken aback as he saw the smile. For a moment he thought he was just imagining things because this woman looked responsible!

"Ya, you go!" She said as she gave a juice glass to Zane.

"Thanks." Zane snatched the glass and gulped it down. As he was still gulping the juice, he felt a hand on his chest.

Zane glanced below and he nearly spits and chokes on his drink when he saw Mrs. May rubbing his chest with her hands.

'I never expected this. Either way, it seems like I'll gain my harem points a little easier.' A sinister plan formed on Zane's head as he placed the glass down and captured Mrs. May's lips in a deep French kiss.

A thought still made Zane think she would shove him away, but instead, she did the opposite and shoved her tongue deeper into his mouth. Her wet skin pressed against his solid abs as he tasted her strawberry mouth.

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You can bash me in the comment section for being an ashole and for taking long to upload, but I just want to let you know I'll not be dropping this novel till it reaches the 200 chaps.