After rescuing the damsel in distress, I slept with my sister-in-law.

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After rescuing my sister-in-law, I slept with her. First, I want to declare that this is a true story that happened to me. Second, I want to say that I am not an incestuous pervert, and my sister-in-law is not a slut. It was just that something that shouldn't have happened happened, but with the right time and other conditions, that led to that unforgettable night that I still can't shake off. I always feel sorry for my wife and their family. What

I want to talk about is that time with my sister-in-law, which was an accident and also the only time! She is my brother-in-law's wife, so I call her sister-in-law like my wife does. She has a big face, a high nose, thin lips, slightly curly long hair, and is 168 cm tall with a well-proportioned figure.

The incident happened on the night of August 18, 2006.

Two years ago, because of work, I had to go to the city center for a month of training. My home is a bit far from the college, while my brother-in-law's home is only two streets away, so I stayed at his house. Before I left, my wife gave me countless instructions and reminders: be well-behaved at my brother's house, help with chores, speak politely, and so on. I'm not a child anymore; how could I not understand these principles? Sigh, my wife is so long-winded.

My brother-in-law works as a sales manager at a private company. His job isn't too busy, but he has a lot of social engagements, which provided the time for that inappropriate thing to happen. I remember that afternoon, I was walking home from the academy with some students. One of them suggested we go for a drink. Since it was Friday and I didn't have classes on Saturday, and I couldn't refuse, I went. After drinking, I arrived at my sister-in-law's apartment at 9 pm; it was already dark. Because they sometimes come home late, they gave me a key. I took out the key, opened the door, and went into the living room to see a man on top of my sister-in-law. She was struggling, shouting, "You bastard, get off me—help!" My mind went blank—it was harassment! I yelled, "Stop!" and lunged forward, grabbing the man by the back of his collar and slamming him backward. I tripped his ankle, and with a "thud," he landed flat on his back on the floor. I straddled him and started punching him in the face. Because I'd just been drinking, I wasn't holding back my words, cursing and hitting him as I went, "You brat, you want to die?" The man hadn't reacted when I yelled, and after I beat him up, he finally remembered to cover his face with his hands, pleading, "Brother, stop hitting me! Spare me! I won't do it again!" "Fuck you, there's going to be a next time, isn't there?!" I cursed and unleashed another flurry of punches. For some reason, my head suddenly went dizzy, and that person pushed me away. He scrambled to his feet and frantically tried to run outside, bumping into a teapot and then tumbling and crawling away. I wanted to chase after him, but I just couldn't move my feet. Later, I realized it was probably the effect of the alcohol. Actually, thinking about it the other way around, if I hadn't been drinking, I don't think I would have been a match for that person. I'm 73 centimeters tall, and that person was about half a head taller than me and had a bigger "body" (a local expression meaning he was wider at the shoulders than me, or you could say he was more muscular). I stood there, frozen, as if paralyzed, when suddenly a hand patted me from behind. I raised my hand and turned around, and just as my fist was about to land on the person's face, I realized it was my sister-in-law. My clenched fist came to an abrupt halt, stopping about three centimeters from her left cheek. "Sister-in-law, you scared me! I almost hit you! Are you alright? What's that person doing? How did he get into our house? Where's my brother? He's not home. Are you hurt?" My sister-in-law was also startled by my outburst, staring at me with her large, watery eyes. But after hearing my barrage of questions, she actually smiled and said softly, "Little brother, thank goodness you came in time, otherwise, I wouldn't have the face to see your brother." "What exactly happened?" "What?" "Our gas valve broke a few days ago, so I called the gas company to fix it. I didn't expect a scoundrel to come. I even gave him water, thinking he was a good person. It just so happened that your brother said he had something to do tonight and couldn't come back. If it weren't for you, the consequences would have been unimaginable." "The gas company? Then call them tomorrow, find out who sent them, and then let the police station handle it. These days are so unsafe, even at home you can be in danger." I said, scratching my head. At this moment, my sister-in-law grabbed my hand that was scratching my head. "Oh dear, little brother, your hand is cut. Sit down quickly, let me clean and bandage it for you." She ran into the bedroom and brought out a box with a "+" on it. She placed it next to me, opened the box, and took out disinfectant, cotton swabs, and gauze. Then she gently lifted my hand, carefully but skillfully cleaning the wounds on my finger joints and the blood seeping between my fingers… After cleaning, my sister-in-law wanted to wrap it with gauze, but I shook my head and said, “Never mind, let it stay exposed, it’ll heal faster.” She couldn’t argue with me, so she gave up, picked up the first-aid kit, and went back to the bedroom. At that moment, I was incredibly thirsty, so I grabbed the remaining drink on the coffee table and drank it all in one gulp. It tasted strange, but whatever, it quenched my thirst. When my sister-in-law came out, I said to her, “Sister-in-law, it’s getting late, I’m going to sleep.” She stopped me, saying, “Don’t rush, little brother, you’ve been working hard just now. Go take a shower before you sleep.” I thought about it and realized she was right. Although what had just happened only took about five minutes, the time was short and the event was sudden, and I was actually sweating. So I went into the room, got a change of clothes, went into the bathroom, turned on the shower, and started showering…

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