Chapter 2

Ecstasy rushed through me. I didn't expect that Annie, as innocent as she appeared, would spy on her sister and brother-in-law making love.

To ensure Annie could watch more clearly and make this a valuable class, I disregarded whether Britney would notice Annie and lifted her abruptly, making her arch her back and stick out her hips.

That way, we would turn to face the door and the living room. Not only that, but I also stripped her naked before repeatedly thrusting against her like a wild bull.

"Oh, honey…" Britney whimpered. "You feel so good…"

Her breasts jiggled with every movement, and she couldn't contain herself from making sounds even if she tried. I had her hands restrained, so she could neither cover her mouth nor groan freely.

"Please… I'm coming… Don't stop…"

Her cries left her as she collapsed on the bed like a pool of softness. Only the firm curve of her hips, which I was holding, was still lifted high.

I slipped into my underwear and stepped into the living room, pretending to get a glass of water. I saw that Annie's door was shut tight, with lights spilling out from beneath the crack.

As soon as my footsteps sounded, the lights went out.

The next morning, there was an unspeakable tension around me.

Wherever I went, Annie would dodge me and stick to Britney. She must've been startled to see me so aggressive and Britney so humble in the bedroom when we appeared so loving and gentle with each other.

Not just that, but it was also jarring for Annie to see how Britney was willing to let me dominate her. The reality of adult intimacy completely shocked her.

Honestly, even if I had thoughts before, there was no way I could ever get Annie to sleep with me when she was always avoiding me. Funnily enough, fate gave me a hand.

That night, I was entertaining clients and didn't get home until after midnight. Britney was already asleep, but the bathroom light was on, so I surmised it had to be Annie taking a shower.

Through the frosted glass of the bathroom door, I could just make out the curves of her body, moving as if she were drying herself. My heart skipped a beat.

Pretending I thought it was Britney inside, I went up and twisted the door handle. "Honey, I just need to use the bathroom to take a quick one…"

Sure enough, the door wasn't locked from the inside. After a startled gasp, Annie pressed against the door with her hand. "Michael, it's me… A-Annie…"

By then, half of my body had already entered the bathroom. Her build was laid out before my eyes, pale with a hint of pink, still glistening with water droplets.

Her flawless, soft skin, combined with her innocent face, hit me like a lightning bolt. I felt my body reacting instantly. Keeping up the pretense, I whispered, "Annie, why haven't you gone to bed?"

"I couldn't fall asleep…" she answered, wrapping herself up in a towel, which hardly covered her breasts and core.

She hung her head low, too timid to meet my eyes, and added softly, "Why don't you get out first, Michael? I need to get dressed."

"Oh, right."

I feigned a sudden realization, reluctantly backing out. "But make it quick. I can't hold it in anymore."

Honestly, I didn't even need to pee. I waited outside, just to see Annie's bashful look. Through the glass, I saw she had stopped moving. Softly, she called out, "M-Michael?"

"Are you done? Can I come in now?" I asked, not quitting the act.

"N-No, don't!" she stuttered, audibly panicking. "I accidentally dropped my underwear and got it dirty. Do you mind helping me get a clean one?"

Her voice was getting quieter with each word. "It's in the first drawer of the wardrobe."