Novel & Cerita Spying On My Step Sister

I opened the door without James' help. “What?” I gasped at the sight before me, but made sure my voice wasn't noticeable. The team leader of the planning and strategy department and my stepmother were making out behind the staircase. He was only in his thirties, and my stepmother was way other than him, and I was shocked as I beeped at them. James wanted to beeped, but I stopped him. I brought out my phone and set my camera so it doesn't make sound and flash lights. I secretly video the two as they loudly enjoy themselves.

ADELINE Flashback from years ago.... “Tristan!” I snap. “You aren’t allowed in here.” My step brother shrugged as I tried covering myself with my hands. I was getting ready for school and he just walked in on me dressing right after coming out of the shower. I narrowed my eyes on him. “What the hell are you doing?” He smirks, making me step backwards as he steps forward and closer to me. “You know I like to watch.” Of course I knew. He’s been watching me since his father and him moved in. I tried telling his dad about it but he called me an attention seeker and shunned me against tarnishing people’s images. I was hesitant to speak up ever since.

I could see the fear in those eyes. "Just leave me alone." "Why?" I challenged, walking closer. My voice was low and deadly. "Are you scared, stepbrother?" "I'm not scared of you," he lied. I could see his hands shaking already, he was such a bad liar. "Is that so?" I sneered, raising an eyebrow. I trapped him against the sink, my eyes locked on him and placing my hands on his side. The air was thick with tension as I smelled him. The scent was just too sweet and drove me crazy.

"Of course, whatever it is." "I need your recordings regarding your step-mother." He frowned and looked at her thoroughly. "Oh, I get it. My sister put you on a special-A mission which is…" "It's classified." She tugs his shirt up, seducing her. He laughs. This woman has charisma. This woman knows how to seduce. She's a spy after all. "Okay. Whatever it is, does my sister know about this?" "No. Of course, she expects me to come to you. Your sister is calculative."

Gently walking into my room, I managed to navigate the light switch. My index finger flipping the switch on, the light radiated through the room. I looked over to see Steph and Crystal, searching through my whole room. “Steph what are you doing?” She furrowed her brows, her face squeezed as she stared at me. “What are you going to do Emily? Tell on your own sister” She's right, I couldn't possibly muster the will to tell my own sister. “Like I thought” Steph then walked past me, a sadistic grin worn on her face.

I shrug helplessly, "I said I was just passing by, do you believe me?" "Don't give me that! You think I don't know what you're plotting? You heard about Ben getting a job in the city government, so you sneaked in to see him, didn't you?" "Believe what you want." I had spent nearly a decade dealing with my step-sister; I know her personality well. Trying to explain anything to her is pointless, as her suspicions and jealousy surpass even the goddess Hera's. Now she resembles a mother wolf protecting her cubs, with her emerald eyes fixed on me and growling, "I don't care what you're planning! You better stay away from Ben from now on! He's MY boyfriend now!"

Even though I know I should, I can't. "It's a terrible position to be in," she empathizes. "If there's anything I can do..." I nod and take a step back when I catch sight of Finley lingering not too far away. "I think my sister is spying on us," I say in a dry voice. "It's not hard to miss that red hair of hers."

“Everything I did was to get close to them. To learn what I needed to know. You were only supposed to play along.” Gee, Mom, sorry I became such a stellar stepsister without realizing I was supposed to be awful on purpose! I didn’t know you were spying on the side. I ball my shaking fists on my side. This whole thing is a crazy mess. I just want to punch myself and hope that this is all just one horrible fever dream.

I trailed off after my worst attempt to speak as I struggled to get the words out. "Look, I'm not asking you. I'm ordering you and you have no option," Wow, both the brother and sister are the same. Both are mannerless and arrogant. "But how will I know who he is cheating with when I'm always locked inside?" I said, hoping she would drop this ridiculous idea. How can I spy on myself? Won't that be weird? "Well, I have a strong feeling he is cheating on me with Sasha," Did she say, Sasha? I let out a nervous chuckle "Sasha?"

Watching her like this, so exposed and shameless, was the hottest thing I had ever witnessed. My stepsister, pleasuring herself like a filthy whore, using the shower hose to pound her pussy because she needed it that badly. The quiet, reserved Mia touching herself with abandon—and I was spying on it in real time, touching myself like some perverted voyeur. Right before her orgasm hit, her eyes flew open and locked directly onto mine.