As soon as my stepbrother, Chris, kissed his wife goodbye and left for his business trip, I knew exactly what I was going to do. I couldn't deny the lust I had for him and the fact that being alone with him would be the perfect opportunity. "Welcome home, big brother." I said, giving him a flirtatious wink as I opened the door.
He returned from his trip earlier than expected, catching me off guard. But instead of running back to his wife, he lingered by the door, taking in my scent. Tension filled the air as we locked eyes, and before I knew it, his hands were on my hips, pulling me closer. Without saying a word, we began to explore each other's bodies, our need for one another growing with each passing second.
The forbidden nature of our relationship only added to the excitement, our passion building up like a wildfire out of control.
