My romantic affair with my sister-in-law

My Romantic Affair: My Sister-in-Law

Author: 99 Rabbit
Word Count: 12211 words

— The opening paragraph is the same old thing. This is a true story… but it is indeed true. Except for
the names not being real and the plot being slightly different, it is basically true. Due to my limited writing skills, it is not
very exciting. Just bear with it. I guess it will be better next time. Okay, enough chit-chat, let's get back to the story.
Let me introduce myself first.

I am a humble scholar, with a meager life. I can't say I'm handsome as a prince, but I guess I'm just
a little bit short (just kidding)... As for my name, let's call me Wei. I work in a private company, and the salary
is pretty good. My wife is the eldest child in her family, with a younger brother and a younger sister. The younger brother is already married, and the younger sister is 22
years old. When I first met my sister-in-law, I didn't have any special feelings, except that
I was amazed by her breasts. She is 1.62 meters tall, but has the strength of a C-cup (at the time, I was just guessing because
I didn't have a clear idea), which is not to be underestimated. After careful consideration, I suspect it's genetic,
since my mother-in-law also has a pair of firm breasts.

In the summer of 2008, my wife's younger sister was transferred to a job near our home. Although the company
provided dormitory accommodation, it lacked air conditioning, and meals were served in the cafeteria. My wife, worried about her sister's
situation at the company, decided to have her stay with us. I was very reluctant at the time; we had just gotten married and hadn't even had enough of our
life together. The thought of someone else suddenly moving in felt awkward. Before, when it was just the two of us, we could make love
quickly and move to different places. With my wife's younger sister here, it meant we'd have to hide in the bedroom and be very careful.

But you can't fight city hall, so I had to obey unconditionally.

The day my wife's younger sister moved in, the weather was unbearably hot. Although the air conditioning was on,
we couldn't expect the beautiful woman to do all the moving herself. I was drenched in sweat and felt incredibly uncomfortable.
After moving everything, I finally got a proper look at my sister-in-law. They say beautiful women are like a spring breeze, refreshing and
delightful . One glance at her was enough to make me feel instantly cooler. That day, she was wearing
a low-cut t-shirt, subtly revealing her pink bra. Perhaps her breasts were quite large, or maybe
the shirt was too small, but they looked like they were about to burst out. I
can't quite because my attention was completely captivated by the White Rabbit candy. Everyone knows the Big Bad Wolf is a villain,
but that's not entirely true. If it weren't for the allure of the White Rabbit candy, the Big Bad Wolf wouldn't be so evil. So, the culprit
is definitely the White Rabbit candy. "Brother-in-law!" A clear voice interrupted my thoughts. "Oh, oh, Ying, sit down
quickly , I'll get you an ice cream." While speaking, I secretly glanced at my wife. I found
her attention was entirely on the TV, and I secretly felt lucky.

After we got married, I took over all the cooking because my wife's
cooking just helps out, washing and preparing the vegetables. Naturally, the responsibility of cooking dinner fell to me.

Perhaps because my sister-in-law was visiting, my wife wanted to assert her status at home. I asked her several times to help
prepare the vegetables, but she wouldn't budge. "Brother-in-law, let me help you," my sister-in-law appeared at that opportune moment, probably
noticing my embarrassment. She sat on a small stool and started preparing the vegetables for me.
Since , I was sitting opposite her, getting a real treat for my eyes. A deep cleavage, tender
skin, and I couldn't even tell what color her nipples were. Several times I almost saw her nipples,

but each time I was disappointed. Perhaps sensing my gaze, my sister-in-law looked up, meeting my
lecherous eyes. I felt genuinely ashamed, thinking how wicked I was to try and take advantage of her
(later I realized, "Why let the good stuff go to outsiders? If I don't take advantage, I'm no better than an animal"). Surprisingly,
she only gave me a slight glare, her face instantly turning red. That night's dinner
was exceptionally good, probably due to the excitement.

After dinner, I urged my wife to go to sleep. Perhaps due to excessive hormones, my penis had been protesting
more than once , so I needed to release it quickly, or I'd collapse.

Back in the bedroom, I eagerly pounced on her. My wife has a very impressive figure, with
curves in all the right places, especially her snow-white buttocks. Every time I climax, I want to ejaculate on her. My wife is also
quick to heat up; after a few simple caresses, I was already on top of her. Perhaps because my sister-in-law was in the opposite
room , her moans were much quieter than usual, but I was the opposite. Each time, I thrust in as deep as I could. The room
echoed with the slapping sounds of flesh colliding.

"Oh, oh, I can't take it anymore, I can't take it anymore..." my wife cried out, a mixture of pain and pleasure. But I couldn't let her
go , so I increased the frequency, thrusting harder. But my mind was filled with images of Xiaoshi, her deep cleavage...

"Wei, you're amazing tonight, I really can't take it anymore, mmm, mmm, mmm..." Just as I was
thrusting , I suddenly heard a slight noise outside. Since it was just the two of us at home before,
we never closed the door when we made love. Maybe it was a habit, so this time I only slightly closed
the door. My wife was probably too engrossed in the moment and didn't notice the door. Obviously,
the noise was from my sister-in-law.

"What's that noise?" my wife asked. "Nothing," I said with a laugh. "Wife,
I'm coming," I said, probably affected by the noise, and immediately ejaculated. "Ugh, go to sleep,
you have to ." I wondered if my sister-in-law had seen it, and with that question in mind, I drifted off to sleep
.

When I woke up this morning, my wife had already gone to work. My job is quite flexible; as long as
you complete the tasks, your boss doesn't really care what you do each day. Besides, my boss values me highly, and we have a very

good relationship. My wife's job is much more demanding. Except for the Chinese New Year holiday,
she doesn't get any holidays, not even weekends. The nature of her job led to my
affair with my sister-in-law. Well, I can't say my willpower wasn't strong enough.

"Brother-in-law, come and eat!" my sister-in-law said with a smile when she saw me. There was nothing
unusual ; it seemed she hadn't seen anything last night. I told myself that.

"Okay, I'll wash up."

Eating is awkward, it's one of my weaknesses. I always feel tongue-
tied . I don't know what to say. I secretly glanced at my sister-in-law a few times while eating. She has a round
face, a slightly pointed chin, and a bit of an oval face. I can't describe it, she's just very beautiful. Especially her
lips, two thin, small lips that are playfully upturned like fresh fruit, very sexy. Seeing her lips, I thought
how wonderful it would be to have her give me oral sex. They say you can tell the shape of a vagina and
the amount of pubic hair by looking at the mouth. But I don't have that ability. I don't know what shape my sister-in-law's vagina is,
whether like my wife's, with thick pubic hair? Or is it sparse? Her hair was casually tied
up, but it gave off a natural beauty. Maybe because she had just gotten up, she hadn't changed her clothes yet, wearing
last night 's pajamas. Hmm, she probably wasn't wearing a bra underneath. But the pajamas were too loose. I couldn't see her nipples.

Her nipples should still be pink. I haven't heard my wife mention having a boyfriend. Sitting across from me, I could smell
a faint fragrance, I couldn't tell if it was her natural scent or perfume.

"Ying, why aren't you at work?" I asked, trying to make conversation. "The company gave me two days off to pack
," my sister-in-law said. Then an awkward silence fell, I didn't know what to say. Although I had lustful thoughts,
I really didn't have the guts. After finishing my meal, I practically fled. Some readers might say, "Two days off is the perfect opportunity
!" I think those who think that have read too many erotic novels. Just touching her hand, or creating an environment, and she'd immediately
give in. Pure nonsense. If things go wrong, it could lead to divorce and separation, um. And no children yet. That would
make impossible to live a decent life. Although I did have the thought of possessing my sister-in-law at the time, it was just a thought, and turning it into
reality, I might never have the chance. Every time I see my sister-in-law in revealing clothes or
looking alluring after a shower, I can't help but fantasize. Of course, I need an outlet, which is to attack my wife repeatedly
. My wife is exhausted and confused by me. I don't know why my libido
has suddenly become so strong, and I'm afraid her sister will hear, so I never dare to moan loudly. I feel this isn't a solution,
because I don't know if my sister-in-law has feelings for me. I can't just sit idly by
. If she does, then if I don't act, wouldn't I be worse than an animal? So I often do some outrageous things
to test my sister-in-law's reaction.

One evening, after dinner, my sister-in-law went to take a shower, and I deliberately teased my wife, making her itchy
. Actually, my wife's libido is indeed very strong, just a bit conservative. I said to her, "Honey, I want it."

My wife rolled her eyes at me and said, "You lecher, wait until bedtime." How could I let that happen? So I
continued to tease her, and pulled out my penis, putting it to my wife's mouth, asking her to give me oral sex. My wife had no choice but to compromise,
saying, "How about we go back to the bedroom?" I thought, how could that be? Going back to the bedroom would mean I wouldn't achieve my
goal. I said, "I can't wait, here is fine." "Ying is still in the bathroom." I said,
"It'll be a while before she finishes, let's hurry up and finish." So I lifted my wife's nightgown and looked for my exit point. Actually,
my wife doesn't wear underwear after changing into her nightgown at home. So it was easy for me to enter. I really don't want
to describe my wife's genitals or the process of sex here. Because it's like eating, it feels very ordinary. I'm
not interested in describing it anymore. Even if my wife is very beautiful. I wonder if you, the reader, feel the same way.

However, this time my wife was more wet than before, probably because she felt her genitals were in the room.

She climaxed quickly. I think I was losing control, but I couldn't stop because my sister-in-law
hadn't come out yet. About ten minutes later... (Yes, it really lasted over ten minutes. Not bragging, but that's how it is.

Haha.) I heard the bathroom door open, but my wife was probably too excited to hear it. I
pretended and continued what I was doing. I didn't dare turn around. I was afraid of embarrassment, but I knew my sister-in-law was right
behind us. I increased the intensity of my thrusts, trying to expose the point of contact to her. At this point, stimulated, I
finally couldn't hold back anymore and ejaculated hard inside my wife. I heard my sister-in-law's footsteps return to the bathroom.
Afterwards, my wife quickly got up and cleaned up the mess. A few minutes later, my sister-in-law came out. My wife pretended
nothing had happened. She said, "Why did it take so long? I was waiting to use the toilet." Then she
hurried to the toilet. Actually, I knew what she was thinking, because she still had millions of offspring inside her. She had to
deal with it quickly.

After my wife went in, my sister-in-law stared at me for a long time and said something that left me speechless. "
Mind your image!" I asked, feigning ignorance. "What do you mean, 'mind your image'?" My sister-in-law spat and fell silent
, but I noticed her face was red. I didn't know if it was from taking a bath or something else entirely. It
's impossible to verify now, because whenever I asked her later, she wouldn't say, only that I looked like a jerk.

After this incident, I concluded: at least my sister-in-law wasn't averse to me. Whether there would be a chance
remained to be seen. It seems that as a member of the Communist Party, my awareness is quite high; I know to
reflect and analyze every problem and difficulty I encounter. Thank you, Party, thank you, country. Without such a good habit,
there wouldn't be this development.

Afterwards, I frequently sought opportunities to approach my sister-in-law. After reading many novels, I summarized
several strategies I could implement, such as: drugging her. This wouldn't be easy to resolve afterward. If she was willing , it would be
fine; if not, and especially if she was a chaste and virtuous woman, then I'd be in for a rough time. Another option was to take the opportunity
to touch her hand and see her reaction. If it was good, I could put my arm around her waist and kiss her. Then… I felt that wasn't quite right, so I thought about watching a pornographic
film together and seeing her reaction. Yeah, that's what they say in novels—put a few pornographic films on the computer, wait for your sister-in-law to watch them,
and test her reaction. That's it, that's the only feasible idea right now, because we only have one computer at home,
and it's in my bedroom. My sister-in-law often goes online there, so on the weekend, as soon as my wife left, I
quickly put the hidden pornographic films on the desktop, changing the names to random movie
titles, of course. Then I hoped my sister-in-law would see them. By the time I was almost gray, it was already past 11 o'clock
, and my sister-in-law finally got up. Annoying. But as I hoped, in the afternoon, my sister-in-law went online. I…
I pretended to go back to the bedroom to get something, to see if she was watching. Things didn't develop as I imagined,
nor did she blush like in novels. Later, I checked the playback; she had
indeed turned it on, but only for a few seconds. Perhaps realizing something was wrong, she quickly turned it off. But there was still
something to gain, because when I went back to the bedroom to see what she was doing, I saw what I'd always dreamed of. White,
fleshy , I wanted to go up and roughly fondle it. Because the neckline of her nightgown was quite low,
I could see her tender nipples. Even though her breasts were quite large, her nipples were actually quite small. I couldn't see them clearly, but that was enough. I
don't usually like steamed buns, but from then on, I developed a liking for them, always squeezing them flat before eating.
I only ate two at a time.

Ever since I saw my sister-in-law's breasts that time, I couldn't stop myself. I even thought about buying a camera,
but I really didn't know where to buy one; I always felt like most of them were scams. But that couldn't stop my desire.

At that time, I was like a fanatic. Every time I see my wife's younger sister, my eyes blaze with fury
; thankfully, I didn't get a nosebleed, or I'd be in big trouble.

One weekend, my wife's younger brother, sister-in-law, and their daughter came to visit. Since they'd had a few drinks
at , my wife didn't want her brother to drive home, as getting caught drunk driving would be a serious problem.

The question then became how to arrange sleeping arrangements, since we only have two beds. I originally planned to sleep on the sofa,
with my wife and sister-in-law sharing one bed, and her brother, sister-in-law, and daughter sharing another. But my wife, probably feeling sorry for me, wouldn't let me
sleep on the sofa. She insisted I sleep with her and her sister-in-law, saying we weren't strangers and it was fine. What an understanding wife! I was so
touched I cried, but I had to pretend I wasn't too happy. So, my wife slept in the middle,
and my sister-in-law and I slept on the sides. I get really horny when I drink, even though it's bad
for my health myself. I'd barely lain down for a bit when my hands started wandering. And with my sister-in-law right there, I got even more excited
. I reached for my wife's breasts, but she pulled her hand away. So, with the persistence of a prostitute
, I continued to harass her. Maybe my wife was afraid of being discovered by her sister, so she acquiesced to my actions. But when you're aroused like
that , you can't control yourself. Finally, under my onslaught, my wife succumbed.
Her vulva was already wet. She turned her buttocks towards me, and I understood. I moved my penis to
the cleft between her labia and gently rubbed it, while one hand caressed her pert, pear-shaped breasts.
My wife couldn't help but let out soft, wanton moans. As I mentioned before, my wife doesn't wear
underwear with her pajamas, which makes my movements very convenient. My engorged penis heaved against her pubic area.
After a while , she couldn't take it anymore and reached behind her, pressing her legs together forcefully. I knew she
was close to climaxing, so I sped up. Just then, an untimely voice rang out. "Sis,
are you feeling unwell?" My wife pretended to be fine and said, "No." But I could hear a tremor in her
voice . After she finished speaking, I felt a gush of fluid flow from her lower body. My wife
had an orgasm, and with the double stimulation, I also reached my climax. After a while, my wife pretended to go to the bathroom to clean up.
As soon as she left, I sensed a strange atmosphere, like the feeling of first love, sweet and tender. "Brother-in-law, really!
I'm still here, couldn't you wait until I got back to do it?" It turned out my sister-in-law knew, and it seemed she wasn't too
bothered . Hearing this, I reached out and pinched her breast hard. Perhaps I pinched
too hard, or perhaps she was startled by the sudden touch, because she cried out and
slapped my hand hard. "What's wrong?" my wife asked, walking in.
We both answered in unison, "Nothing." My wife didn't press further. The night passed peacefully.

Ever since that time I touched my sister-in-law, I've dreamt of touching her while she sleeps every night.
This dream torments me, making me physically and mentally exhausted, so I decided to take a risk. One night, after my wife
had fallen asleep, I remember it was around midnight. I quietly got out of bed and cautiously
went to my sister-in-law's room, knowing she didn't lock her door when she slept. So I quietly opened the door and waited a while.
Hearing no movement inside, I tiptoed in. My sister-in-law was sound asleep. I walked to her
bedside and reached for her breasts. I gently touched them; they were soft. My heart
pounded. I was worried she'd wake up suddenly, and I was also worried my wife would find me out of the room and come out to use the bathroom.
If she didn't see me, it would be a big problem. But my sister-in-law's body was too tempting; I couldn't
just touch her lightly. So I reached out again. This time, I covered them with my hand. I
can't describe it; I felt like I was melting. It only lasted about ten seconds before I quickly withdrew.
Yes, I didn't dare go any further, because I still had my senses. From then on, I would always sneak
into my sister-in-law's room late at night to caress her, searching for my inner Mona Lisa.
But as the saying goes, "He who walks by the river will eventually get wet." It was because I entered her so frequently that my sister-in-law noticed something was wrong.

At that time, my wife was pregnant, and after finding out, she forbade any
intimate . Oral sex was also forbidden. This is why I entered her so frequently. That night, it was a rainy
night; if it hadn't rained, there probably wouldn't have been any problems. I went into my sister-in-law's
room .

I placed my hand on her breasts, caressing them, feeling their smoothness and softness. Just as I was enjoying myself,
suddenly a hand grabbed mine. My mind went blank; I knew it was all over.

But my sister-in-law didn't make a sound or do anything drastic; she just said two words: "Get out." I
don't know how I got back to my bed. I tossed and turned, unable to sleep, unable to understand
what my sister-in-law meant. As dawn approached, it dawned on me: my sister-in-law also liked me. Looking back now , I realize
how foolish I was. It was because my wife was pregnant, and my sister-in-law didn't want to upset her, afraid it would affect the fetus.
However, it was precisely because of my mistaken thinking that I ended up with a sister-in-law by a twist of fate—but that's a story for
another .

The next morning, my sister-in-law acted as if nothing had happened, chatting and laughing as usual, which made her even more...
This confirmed my suspicions; she liked me. After dinner, my sister-in-law changed into
a business suit. She had a very mature, sophisticated air about her, wearing a light blue mini-skirt and sheer,
flesh-colored stockings—I couldn't tell if they were half-length or one-piece—and I really wanted to touch them. Before, I
wouldn't have dared, but since last night's events, I'd become bolder. My sister-in-law was
putting on her shoes, sticking her buttocks out—they were quite full, especially with the stockings, making it even more irresistible. I couldn't
see any panty lines; was she wearing a thong? At that moment,
my lust was overwhelming. I pretended to put on my shoes too, and feigned a loss of balance, grabbing her buttocks for support. My sister-in-law reflexively
straightened up immediately. I smiled shamelessly, and she walked away as if nothing had happened.

After she left, I quickly went into her room and finally found her panties and
bra in the drawer. The underwear was Reese's, some were even thongs. Why hadn't I thought to look at underwear before? I put
the underwear over my penis, fantasizing about my sister-in-law, and ejaculated on it. Afterwards, I quickly wiped myself clean
and put it back in the drawer. That evening at dinner, while my wife was out, my sister-in-law suddenly asked me, "
Did you go to my room?" "No, how could I?" I answered guiltily. "Don't think I don't know
what you did. If you do it again, I'll tell my sister." It seemed she still had some reservations, but by this time
I wasn't scared anymore. She had tolerated me time and time again. If I turned against her the first time
, there probably wouldn't be a future. Since that's the case, I might as well go all the way and sleep with her that night.

That night, after my wife fell asleep, I went into my sister-in-law's room again. Yes, I didn't
lock the door. Maybe she thought I wouldn't dare go again. I didn't
dare to disturb her pubic hair, so I gently lifted her nightgown. Sure enough, she was wearing
a thong , it wasn't
very thick, just sparse. I gently pressed her clitoris with my hand. The thong felt a bit
cumbersome , so I went to the living room and got a pair of scissors. I cut the thong shorter, and then, without hesitation, I leaned
over and smelled it deeply. It smelled wonderful. I gently parted her labia. Her labia were a
vibrant red, completely different from her sister's. My wife's labia were thin, wrinkled, and somewhat dark—
a stark difference. I stuck out my tongue and gently licked her clitoris and labia. At that moment, my sister-in-law made a soft "hmm"
sound, which startled me, so I stopped. But after a while, there was no further reaction; she was probably having a wet dream.
I wasn't sure if the object of her dream was me, so I increased the speed of my licking. Then, my sister-in-law's body moved slightly
. I inserted my fingers into her vagina, teasing the delicate flesh at the vaginal opening. The two labia minora
began to naturally separate and turn to the sides. At that moment, some fluid started to flow out. I thought it was about time, so I
quickly aimed my already erect penis at my sister-in-law's vagina. I knew my sister-in-law didn't have a boyfriend,
so I felt she was probably a virgin. So I carefully pushed forward. Huh? No resistance. I continued forward, and
most of my penis was already inside. It seemed my sister-in-law wasn't a virgin. I felt a mix of disappointment and joy.
If she wasn't a virgin, my guilt would be less, but the fact that she wasn't made me curse in my heart who
had taken her virginity. But this wasn't the time to think about that. I slowly moved my body, so tired,
so very tired. I was afraid of waking my sister-in-law, but she did wake up. As soon as she opened her eyes and saw it was me,
she immediately pushed me away. Since she was awake, I didn't need to be careful anymore. I lowered my hips and
entered her
. "Ah," my sister-in-law let out a soft moan, not very loud. It seemed she was still worried about her sister hearing. Since that was the case, I wasn't afraid anymore and increased the speed of my thrusts. "No, brother-in-law, no!"

my sister-in-law said in a pleading voice, but she kept her voice down, while pushing against
my arms and chest with her hands. Maybe she was afraid of making noise when she slapped me, so she used a pushing motion.

I didn't...

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