My Irresistible Sister-in-law Readermind786
Chapter 1
Megan Jones, my cousin-in-law, was the most seductive woman I had ever met, while her husband, my cousin Tommy Reed, was the most useless man I had ever known. Who would have expected that he would win over such a beautiful woman?
It later emerged that Megan was working as a lady in a nightclub, an occupation that we compatriots avoided because he was considered an escort. My cousin was a hairdresser and had many clients like Megan. It wasn't surprising that they got together.
But I certainly didn't expect his wedding to be a turning point in my life. It was actually the day my nightmares started.
I remembered that none of his extended families attended their wedding ceremony, which was taking place in the small town in our country. The grand ceremony must have cost a fortune. But I knew Megan had paid for the wedding because Tommy was a terrible saver who didn't have a penny under his name. He had no money for such a decent wedding.
There have been rumors in our ward for a long time that my cousin was the lucky man who lived off his beautiful wife. But there were some rude words that said she was a job that would offer her services for as much as $ 300.
I was angry and argued with them every time I heard them say unkind words about them. I didn't do this because she was my cousin's wife. I did it because she always treated me well and told me she liked me as a brother when we first met. She even told me she would take care of me and gave me a thousand dollars. It was the first time that I had that much money in hand!
She offered to find a job in town since I had just graduated from high school and had no plans to go to college. She even told me she would help me find a girlfriend.
My parents disagreed immediately when they found out that she would help me get a job in the city. They refused to believe that any person in this profession could find me a good job. But they changed their minds when they heard that she wanted to find me a friend. My family was poor, and getting married in this little country was an arm and a leg!
But they also didn't want me to live my life alone. Hence my marriage seemed paramount to my parents. They also felt that I would be safe in the world since I was a man. They agreed to let me go with my cousins, even though deep down they were very worried.
But they warned me, "Farrell, promise me that you will never touch those filthy women out there or I would beat you up when you come back!"
I had never been beaten up by my parents since I was young because I was always a good kid. Those were the scariest words they'd ever said to me.
I later lived in their house with my cousin and his wife when I moved to town in what turned out to be the most unfortunate event of my life ...
It was a lovely maisonette rented. I lived on the first floor while Tommy and Megan lived on the second floor. Although they welcomed my arrival, I was shy about disturbing their married life since they were newly married.
As soon as she found me a job, I would have made some money myself and could move out. But she didn't seem in a hurry to get me a job. Instead, she wanted me to settle down, let me live on her, and even gave me pocket money.
The only thing she allowed me to do was look after the house, cook for her, do the laundry, and do the housework.
This also included washing her lingerie and underwear.
I couldn't stand the thought of having to live on her, so this was the least I could do for her. These tasks were nothing compared to those who worked hard out there. Not to mention that they were supporting me at the moment.
But I found it strange every time I did her laundry. She seemed to have a huge collection of lingerie in a variety of styles, but most came with a G-string and were mostly made of translucent materials. It was definitely a fatal temptation for a Virgo like me.
I could imagine her sensual figure in it every time I held her lingerie in my hand. I couldn't resist the temptation to sniff and soak up the traces of their sensual scent in them. And that made me jealous of my cousin for holding her in his arms and cuddling her to sleep every day when he came home from work. I wouldn't eexchange it for immortality once.
But I always felt like they somehow knew what I was doing, and I felt pretty uncomfortable in front of them.
I always felt that my actions were a little perverted.
But one day I found out that I wasn't the only one. Tommy struggled with me to wash her lingerie every time Megan was away. I caught him satisfying his physiological needs in the washroom, caressing and sniffing the underwear he tore from me.
That made me feel strange. They were newly married. Was there no intimacy between them when they were alone in the room at night?
That seemed impossible.
All newly married couples have done that.
Logically, she would not have allowed her husband to satisfy his physiological needs by sniffing her underwear.
Could it be that they had problems in bed?
I didn't dare ask her, but at the same time I couldn't suppress my curiosity. I often thought of sneaking into her living room to take a look at her private life.
The house she rented consisted of a bathroom and bedroom on the first floor and a bedroom and study on the second floor. I also found that they made sure to lock both the bedroom and study each day when they left the house for work.
I was obviously forbidden to enter these two rooms.
I felt increasingly suspicious of the relationship between them. They didn't seem like an ordinary married couple.
One day Tommy gave me two hundred dollars. He told me to have fun in the arcade center east of town. But when I got there I found that I had left the money on the bus.
Such a negligent mistake.
I had no choice but to take the bus back home. But when I was about to open the door to enter the house, I heard the voices of a man and a woman groaning and groaning.
It was so loud!
Apparently they didn't even close the door!
They had never been so uninhibited in the house, which also meant that my existence in the house actually disrupted their private life.
I sneaked into my room. But the noises from above sounded so exciting that it got me addicted. I couldn't help but picture her gaze in my head.
My heart itched to sneak upstairs to take a look.
Just a look!
After a series of fights on my head, I quietly opened my bedroom door and crept upstairs. My heart beat faster as the moaning approached.
I felt like I could hear my heartbeat.
I was afraid that they would find me staring at them, but I couldn't hide the excitement of seeing them at the same time.
I finally made my way up. The door was actually open.
The moan actually came from the room. I lay down gently on my stomach in front of the door, then slipped my head into the room to catch a glimpse. I saw a couple on the bed.
It gave me the shock of my life.
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