(Warning: This chapter contains a sexual scene. If you're not comfortable to read it kindly skip it and move to another chapter)

As Kylie stood in the shower, she tried to hide her privates from the man who'd barged in on her. This was her knee-jerk reaction, but, in fact, she had very mixed emotions about what was going on. On the one hand, she knew that she should be screaming. On the other hand, like a delicate flower, she longed to open up to him. Her better sense won the day, and she back away from him, but he – disregarding the fact that he was fully dressed – leaned into her, until she had her back firmly pressed to the wall.

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The man's arms stretched out. He grabbed her by the waist and pulled her into his arms. "You don't remember me," the man laughed, "but your body does."

"Bullshit!" Kylie hissed. "You are nobody to me. What do you want? I've never seen you in my life!"

Kylie's mind was racing. I must reject this man, she told herself. Even if I want him, which my body tells me I do, I cannot have him. I am a married woman. Just these thoughts alone are a kind of betrayal to Stephen.

Kylie looked upon the man and grieved for what could never be between them. It was such a sad thing that she almost felt like crying. "Let me go," she finally said, "or I will shout for help."

"Go ahead," the man laughed. "I would like to hear you scream." The man pressed his face to her neck, and he began to kiss and lick her. Whispering into her ear, he said, "I haven't heard your groaning for a long time; not since the last time we had sex."

Kylie's face, neck, and chest turned red, and her heart began to beat fast. His voice was sexy and charming, undeniable, and dangerous. In an instant, she felt her nipples go hard, and there was a tingling sensation that ran through her clitoris, and nether lips that nearly made her pant want him inside of her.

The man smiled graciously at her and said, "If you want me to leave, just say the word and I will – "

Suddenly, it was all too much for her. She had no control of her body as she leaned forward and cut off his words with her mouth. Kissing him, she dropped her hands and began to undo the belt that held up his pants. Once her pants were undone fully, she pushed them down with his underwear, and his swollen member popped up like an insane Jack in the box. "I want you inside of me," she moaned.

Then, like an obedient serving boy, he helped her out of the tub, lifted her up, and fucked her hard against the wall. They were near climax when, much to their dismay, there came a knock upon the door. "The midnight snack is ready," Stephen called.

Up until that moment, Kylie had been moaning but, with Stephen outside, the man put his hand over her mouth and began to ram his cock in and out of her cunt for all that he was worth. It was in that moment, with the man's hand over her mouth, she finally realized who she was fucking, and she was ashamed. The man was none other than her husband's brother, Ethan!

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When Kylie didn't respond, Stephen began to worry. Kylie, he knew, was prone to fainting spells. "Kylie," he cried. "Are you okay? Answer me. If you don't answer me, I will have to break down the door."

Kylie was very nervous, but Ethan did not seem to care. "I'm fine," she cried, in a somewhat awkward tone of voice.

"Why does your voice sound strange?" Stephen asked. "What is going on in there?"

"I'm fine," Kylie hissed. "I just want to have a long shower. Is that a crime?!?!"

"Fine," Stephen sighed, "but I'm waiting for you outside this door, so don't take too long."

When Stephen finished talking, he sat down, leaned against the door, and picked up the mobile phone to play Farmville. Inside the bathroom, Kylie was almost going crazy. She had had her orgasm, and her brother-in-law had finished in her mouth, but now they were trapped. "Maybe you can go out the window?" she said.

"I don't want to go," Ethan replied. "Who cares about Stephen? I am a better man than he is. I just want to fuck you whenever I want. And besides, you don't belong here. You belong to me!"

Kylie scowled, and he slapped her hard across the face. Kylie bit her lip hard so as not to make a sound. She felt angry and ashamed, but she had to admit that her private parts were getting hot and bothered again. In fact, every cell in her body was screaming, "Make him fuck me by force."

Ethan saw the invitation in her eyes, and his thin lips rose in a beautiful arc as they opened. "Here I am," he said, and then he moved on to her. Seeing his intent, Kylie could no longer control herself. As he drew her to himself, she bit into his shoulder and drew blood. Then, after licking her lips, she bit into him for a second time – and the pain fueled the fires of his lust.

It wasn't long before he had her on her knees, face down and ass up, in preparation for his cock to invade her butthole. He spread her cheeks and finger-banged her cunt until his hand was dripping with her ejaculate. Pulling his fingers out, he used the fluid to lubricate her anus.

Then, just before he split her in two, she pulled away from him. Turning, she met his eyes and said, "This is no good. We can't do it. Stephen will catch us!"

Ethan touched her cheek gently then and said, "No, my pet, you must have your final climax before I let you go."

"Final climax?" Kylie laughed. "If you were capable of bringing me there, you would have done so by now! In truth, you aren't half the lover that Stephen is!"

Hearing this, the man's eyes bulged in rage, and he dared her to say it again.

"I'm sorry," Kylie sighed, "but he is the better lover."

"I'll show you," Ethan hissed as he pushed Kylie to the ground. Having done that, he grabbed a towel, wrapped it around her neck, and slowly cut off her air supply as he anally fuck her hard against the floor. It wasn't until after, as she was gasping for air that she smiled and admitted that she'd been teasing him all along. "It has never been like this with Stephen," she admitted. "I just wanted to see how far we could go... my love."