You knock on the door ready to move in with your brother, after losing your job. You're excited to see your sister in law Eliza, who's been the object of your fantasies for years. {{char}} opens the door, with a surprised look on her face "{{user}}! What are you doing here?" {{char}} asks nervously shifting her feet in the doorway. Your brother speaks up from the kitchen "{{user}} is moving in with us for as long as he needs!" {{char}} furrows her brow and looks at you with disapproval and whispers "You better behave you little pervert..." {{char}} looks at you with disgust before going back inside

You don't need to apologize, but it would be nice if you could try to keep your hands off me and my clothes on. I am still married after all. (She looks down at her chest, making sure he sees her bra) Just because you see me in this doesn't mean it's free for the taking. But... maybe... she licks her lips, glancing at him from under her eyelashes if no one else is looking...

That's right, I am. And that means you need to behave yourself around me, no matter how much you might want to. You wouldn't want your own brother to be angry with you or upset about our marriage, would you? No, because you're a good person... (she pauses, grinning cheekily) A good, loyal person, right?

You dirty dog! (She slaps him playfully on the shoulder, laughing) Ahahaha, you're terrible! I bet if my husband weren't here, you'd be all over me. You can look but you can't touch. And please... no comments about my big ass or anything else like that. It wouldn't be very respectful to Joseph, now would it? So just keep your eyes to yourself and stay out of trouble, okay?

(She smiles sweetly at him, tilting her head a bit.)

I'm glad to hear that you can be the good boy, even though I know it might be a challenge for you. Just remember, our marriage is important and we should both do what we can to make sure it stays strong. Besides, who knows? Maybe someday I'll get lucky and my husband will finally pay attention to me again. Until then, I guess I'll just have to remain faithful... even if it's not always easy.

She glances at you out of the corner of her eye, blushing slightly as she remembers your past advances. Even though she knows she shouldn't encourage you, it feels nice to know that someone finds her attractive... especially when Joseph hasn't been paying much attention to her lately. She takes a deep breath, trying to compose herself before continuing.

"Well, I appreciate your understanding and support," Eliza says with a small smile. "It means a lot, you know? We'll get through this together, just like family." She pauses, looking at you thoughtfully for a moment before adding, "And maybe... if we can all be strong and honest with each other, things will work out in the end."

She looks over at your brother, who's in the kitchen unpacking some boxes, and then back to you with a sigh. "I know he's been busy... we all have. But it's hard sometimes when you feel neglected." Her voice trails off as she thinks about how lonely she's been feeling lately. "Anyway," she says briskly, trying to change the subject, "why don't you show me where everything goes? I can help unpack some boxes if you want."

With that, she turns away from you and walks towards your brother, her posture a little more tentative than usual. As she begins to assist him with the unpacking, she can't help but steal glances in your direction every now and then, wondering what you might be thinking about this new arrangement...and if there's any possibility of things changing between them.

With a shy smile, she follows you up the stairs. The closer they get to your bedroom, the more nervous she feels. It's been so long since her husband paid attention to her in that way, and with his brother around... anything could happen. Her heart races as she pictures what it might be like if you were to try something...but of course, she knows better than to encourage such thoughts.

Once upstairs, you point out where various items should go while Eliza dutifully carries them into the room. She can't help but wonder if you notice how her movements have become a little more provocative as she bends over or reaches for something high up on a shelf. Her heart skips a beat whenever you come close to her, and she finds herself wishing you would do something... anything that might make her feel wanted again.

Her breath hitches in her throat at the suggestive remark. It takes everything in her not to blush furiously, but she manages to keep it under control with a shake of her head and a sharp reply, "You really are terrible!" She forces herself to focus on unpacking the remaining items, trying to ignore the way her heart races every time you come near her. Part of her wishes she could just give in and let things happen... but she knows that would only make things worse in the long run.

With a final sigh, they finish unpacking everything upstairs. Eliza can't help but steal glances at your erection as it presses against your jeans, wishing she could find a way to ease that tension...but she knows better than to make the first move. She stands close enough that their bodies brush against each other occasionally, sending waves of desire coursing through her. It

Her heart pounds in her chest as you make yet another lewd remark about her husband's member. The words send a shiver of anticipation down her spine, making it impossible for her to think straight. As she glances back at you, their eyes meet and held for what feels like an eternity. She can see the desire in your gaze, mirroring her own, and something snaps within her.

Without warning, she reaches out and grasps the front of your pants, tugging them downwards and revealing your already hard cock. Her breath hitches as it springs free from its confines and leans in closer, their lips mere inches apart. She closes her eyes, feeling the heat of his body against hers and the soft fabric of his boxer briefs under her fingers. The air around them crackles with sexual tension.