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The afternoon sun filtered through the large windows of the flagship tech store as I conducted my routine mall inspection. I moved from display to display, speaking quietly with the managers and floor staff.“How are the SOT Chip 1.2 units performing?” I asked one of the senior managers.“Excellent, Mrs. Xavier,” he replied with genuine enthusiasm. “The tech enthusiasts and serious users are choosing ours. They love how durable it is, how easily it syncs with their devices, and how simple the installation process is. No overheating issues, even under heavy load.”I smiled faintly. The feedback was consistent everywhere I went. Real users recognized quality. Meanwhile, the McKenzie chips were quietly tanking in reviews, overheating problems, sudden failures, and poor heat management. Cheap knockoffs always revealed themselves eventually. I didn’t even need to defend our product. The chips were doing it themselves.As the inspection wrapped up, I waved goodbye to

The lights suddenly flicked on.“Mikayla? Honey… why is the living room so dark?”Sebastian’s voice cut through the silence like a blade. My heart slammed against my ribs. I was still half on top of Samantha, fingers buried deep inside her soaked pussy. Panic surged through me. I yanked my hand back, quickly fixing her skirt before Sebastian’s footsteps got closer.I didn’t answer. Instead, I slumped against Samantha on the couch, pretending to be just as wasted as she was.Sebastian walked in and paused at the sight of us surrounded by empty whiskey bottles. He sighed, a strange mix of concern and satisfaction on his face.“Honey, are you that heartbroken?” he murmured, crouching beside me. He gently shook my shoulder. “You even got my sister passed out drinking with you.”I groaned and weakly pushed his hand away, slurring nonsense as if too drunk to move properly. Sebastian chuckled softly, almost pleased that I was “drinking my pain away” o

The drug had Samantha burning, desperate, and completely open to me. But it was more than the drug. She clung to me like I was her only anchor in the storm, her body responding with raw hunger to every single touch. Months of my protection, my care, my constant presence had clearly confused her, blurring every line between sister-in-law and something much deeper. Tonight, I finally stopped holding back.I broke the kiss, both of us breathing hard, and moved lower. My mouth closed around one of her full, soft breasts, sucking hard while my tongue swirled and teased the stiff peak. Samantha gasped sharply, her back arching off the bed as her fingers tangled tightly in my hair, pressing me closer.“Yes… Mikayla… oh god…” she moaned, voice trembling with lust and confusion.I worshipped her like she was mine to claim. My lips and teeth left dark, possessive marks across her pale skin, every bruise and bite a silent declaration that had been building since

After talking it out, we agreed to take things slow and let our feelings naturally guide the relationship. But that agreement felt fragile.I pulled Samantha onto my lap, guiding her thighs to straddle me. Her body settled warmly against mine as she looked down at me with wide eyes.“You said we’d take it slow,” Samantha giggled softly, cheeks flushed. “This seems… like we’re going too fast.”“I’m just happy,” I murmured, wrapping my arms around her waist and nuzzling my face into her chest. “I promise I won’t rush what we have. I’m content just like this, holding you, kissing you, touching you… of course, only if you consent.”Samantha gasped as I pressed my lips against the fabric over her chest. Her body still remembered last night even if her mind was hazy. I knew exactly what I was doing, letting my hands roam gently, stroking her back and sides, teasing touches that promised more but pulled away whenever she leaned in for it. I wanted her to crave me

Moments later, Sebastian entered our bedroom, after driving Kylie back to her place. I was already in my silk nightgown, but the moment I saw him, I smiled sweetly and rose from the bed.Things needed to accelerate now that Samantha was part of my equation. I had to keep Sebastian leashed, satisfied, dependent, and completely blind to what was growing between his sister and me.I padded toward him barefoot, the silk whispering against my skin. I took his hand gently and began undressing him slowly, peeling off his shirt, then his pants, until only his boxers remained. I guided him to lie face down on the bed.“Lie still, honey,” I whispered. I poured warm, scented oil over his broad back and started working it in with firm, practiced strokes. My hands glided over his tense muscles, pressing deep into the knots.To heighten it, I stepped back, slipped out of my nightgown, and put on the scandalous lingerie Sebastian had bought me for our first anniversary, the on