NOTICE: SOME CHAPTERS IN THIS STORY MIGHT BE NAUGHTY
CHAPTER 1: FIRST DAY WITH SISTER HUSBAND
I looked at my step-sister's fiancé as he sat in his car, just days away from their wedding. His posture seemed relaxed, but there was an air of tension around him.
"Hi, Ethan," I said, catching his attention.
"You... are..." he hesitated, trying to remember.
"Rachel's sister," I replied with a smile.
"Okay," he nodded, attempting to walk past me.
"Why don't you invite me inside? I'm your future sister-in-law, you know," I teased, noticing his bodyguards watching us closely.
"It wouldn't be appropriate to invite my fiancée's sister in alone," he responded firmly.
"I'm fine. I actually have something important to tell you," I insisted.
"Alright," he relented, and I followed him into the mansion.
A maid greeted me and offered me a glass of juice.
"So, what did you want to say?" he asked, taking a seat.
"Hmm..." I replied, stalling for time. Just then, his phone rang, and he stood up to take the call.
That was my chance. I quickly slipped a drug into his drink while he was distracted. When he returned and sat down, he took a sip.
"I, I... came here," I started to murmur, waiting patiently for the drug to take effect. Soon, I noticed he was starting to feel uneasy.
"Are you okay?" I asked, feigning concern.
"No, I don't think so," he replied, his voice shaky. I moved closer to him, and before I knew it, he pulled me in, our lips meeting in a rough kiss.
After a few seconds, he pulled away, and I whispered in his ear, "I'm yours tonight."
He gripped me tighter, his hands exploring my body. With his left hand, he began to unbutton my shirt, his touch both firm and deliberate. He leaned in, his mouth trailing over my skin, igniting a fire within me.
Then, he pushed me back into the chair, trying to remove his clothes as he continued to hold me close.
Then he grabbed my breast softly and sucked it harder, and I moaned slowly, lowly.
"Let me show you what life is," I said, grabbing his balls and rubbing them gently. We lost ourselves in the moment. His body pressed against mine, moving up and down as he put his dick in there, his presence right there. It was the sweetness I craved. I moaned into his ear, urging him on.
Then he turned me around, coming in from behind. That night, we were wild in the sitting room. The gentleman was lost in my arms, releasing himself as his pleasure peaked. I found myself sprawled across my sister's fiancé's bed, his arms wrapped around me. My mission was accomplished.
The beginning of my revenge