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STORY 12: MY SISTERS HUSBAND

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I stepped out of the taxi, looking at the suburban house. It had been three years since I traveled abroad for my studies. Three years since I had been under this roof. I took a deep breath, trying to calm my heart. I wasn't just nervous about seeing family. I was nervous about him.

Before I left, Mark and I had a secret. A dirty, heavy secret that happened in guest rooms and late nights when my sister, Sarah, was asleep. I told myself it was over. I told myself I was a different person now.

The
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  • TABOO:BATION — 50 SHADES OF FORBIDDEN SHORTS   CLASS WITH THE HORNY TUTOR

    His whole body went rigid, his hands hanging at his sides, his lips unmoving beneath mine. I felt him start to pull away, and panic shot through me. For a horrible second, I thought I'd made a terrible mistake "I'm sorry," I said quickly, my face burning, already pulling back. "I shouldn't have… I don't know what I was thinking…" "No."he said immediately. His hand caught my wrist before I could retreat. "That's not... that's not the problem." I stopped, looking at him. "Then what is it?" I asked. He looked away, his jaw working, his hand still holding my wrist like he was afraid I'd disappear if he let go. "I've never... I've never done this before." "What do you mean?" He swallowed hard, and I watched his Adam's apple bob in his throat. "I mean I've never been with anyone like this, at all. I've never kissed anyone, I've never touched anyone, I've never..." He trailed off, shaking his head. "I'm twenty-two years old and I've never done any of it." I stared at him, processing h

  • TABOO:BATION — 50 SHADES OF FORBIDDEN SHORTS   CLASS WITH THE HORNY TUTOR

    The library was empty at this hour. Most students had cleared out by ten, drifting back to their dorms or the off-campus apartments that lined the streets surrounding the university. But I was still here, hunched over a calculus textbook, my pencil tapping against the edge of the table in a nervous rhythm that I couldn't seem to stop. I was failing. Not just slipping, not just falling behind. Failing. My midterm had come back with a 43% written in red ink at the top, the number seeming to mock me every time I looked at it. Professor Hartley had called me into his office after class, his glasses perched low on his nose, and he'd looked at me with that mixture of pity and disappointment that made my stomach turn itself inside out. "You need help, Mia," he'd said, his voice carrying that tired professor tone that meant he'd had this conversation a hundred times before. "I'm assigning you a peer tutor. You'd have mandatory sessions twice a week.” I'd wanted to argue. I'd wanted to tel

  • TABOO:BATION — 50 SHADES OF FORBIDDEN SHORTS   PREGNANT FOR MY SISTER'S HUSBAND

    Over the next few days, I became a ghost in that house. I barely ate, and I barely slept. Every time Claire smiled at me, I felt like I was drowning. "You seem off," she said one evening, finding me staring out the kitchen window. "Are you sure everything's okay?" "I'm fine," I said, forcing a smile. It was a Thursday night, a week after Claire had come home. We were sitting in the living room, watching TV. Claire was curled up on one end of the couch, Mark was beside her, rubbing her shoulders, and I was in the armchair. "Claire," I said, my voice barely a whisper. She looked at me. "Yeah?" she asked softly. "I need to tell you something." Mark's head snapped up, and his eyes were meeting mine immediately. "I… I slept with Mark." The words hung in the air like smoke. Claire stared at me, her face unreadable. "While you were gone," I added. The words were tumbling out now, unstoppable. "That night. We watched a movie and one thing led to another and I'm so sorry, Claire.

  • TABOO:BATION — 50 SHADES OF FORBIDDEN SHORTS   PREGNANT FOR MY SISTER'S HUSBAND

    "Yes, fuck, yes…" I panted as he pulled my other nipple into his hot mouth, laving it with frantic, wet strokes of his tongue while his hand slid down my trembling stomach. He moved to the other side, giving it the same attention, his hand sliding down my stomach, and slipping beneath the waistband of my leggings. His fingers found my clit, already slick and swollen, and I cried out as he began to circle it slowly. "Oh god, oh god..." I whimpered, thrashing my legs wide as he slid two long fingers directly down into my dripping channel. "Oh my god, oh my god…" "You're so wet," he said, his voice thick with desire. "You're fucking dripping for me, Maya." He pushed my leggings down, and I kicked them off, lying naked beneath him. He sat back, his eyes taking me in, and I felt a surge of vulnerability mixed with raw, aching need. His eyes devoured my bare thighs, my wet, swollen lips glistening for him. "Please," I said, my voice barely a whisper. "Please, Mark. I need you inside m

  • TABOO:BATION — 50 SHADES OF FORBIDDEN SHORTS   PREGNANT FOR MY SISTER'S HUSBAND

    "You didn't do anything wrong," he said firmly. "From what you've told me, he was the one who couldn't see what he had." I laughed, a bitter sound. "That's what everyone says." "Because it's true." He leaned forward, his elbows on the table, his eyes locked on mine. "You're smart, and beautiful, and you have a good heart. Anyone who can't see that doesn't deserve to have you." I felt my face flush, and heat crept up my neck. "You don't have to say that." "I'm not saying it because I have to." His voice was low and steady. "I'm saying it because it's true.” I didn't know what to say, so I just looked at him, my heart pounding in my chest. After dinner, he insisted on washing the dishes. I stood beside him at the sink, drying them as he handed them over, our shoulders brushing in the narrow kitchen. Every touch sent a jolt through me, and I could tell he felt it too… the way his hands paused when our fingers met. I noticed the way his breathing was loud. "Want to watch a movie?

  • TABOO:BATION — 50 SHADES OF FORBIDDEN SHORTS   PREGNANT FOR MY SISTER'S HUSBAND

    The next morning, I started dating. I downloaded the apps, swiped right on anyone who seemed decent, and went on three dates in four days. There was a graphic designer who talked too much, a bartender who was nice but boring, and a software engineer who kissed me while we were having our first dinner date. None of them made me feel anything. I came home each night to Claire's sympathetic smiles and Mark's quiet presence, and I felt like I was drowning. One evening, I came home from a particularly disappointing date to find Mark sitting alone in the living room, a glass of whiskey in his hand, and the TV playing some documentary on low volume. "Date didn't go well?" he asked, not looking at me. I dropped onto the other end of the couch, letting out a long breath. "How could you tell?" "You're home before ten," he answered. He finally looked at me, a hint of a smile on his lips. "Also, you look like you want to punch something." I laughed despite myself. "That's pretty accurate.

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