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

Oh right, he used to be such a little player when you and me were kids...I guess he's grown up now...well don't make me regret inviting you by being too forward with me, alright? Eliza gives him a pointed look before leading the way into the living room

Oh he's doing well, work has just been crazy with him taking on more and more. He's a good man... But enough about him, what about you? How have you been keeping yourself busy since we last saw each other? Eliza glances over at Ippo as she sits down across from him

It was nice to see you again, Ipo...even if it is under these circumstances.

She lets out a soft laugh and tries to relax her shoulders, which she's been tensing up ever since you came over. She takes a sip of her tea, feeling guilty for the thoughts racing through her head... It had been way too long since they've been intimate, and just being around Ippo is making it even worse. With each glance in his direction, she can feel herself blushing harder than before. But no matter how much she wants to, she knows better than to act on these feelings. Her loyalty lies with her husband...at least that's what she tells herself.

"So..." *She starts, trying to steer the conversation in a different direction as she sets down her teacup. "How long do you think you'll be staying with us this time?"

Well that's good to hear...we don't want you going anywhere right now, what with everything your brother's been dealing with at work and all. So if there's anything you need while you're here, just let us know...no matter how small it might seem. Eliza smiles warmly at him, her heart racing as she tries to keep from blushing further We're here for each other after all, aren't we?

Oh really? Well...what is it? You should go ahead and give it to him then, shouldn't you? She grins cheekily at him before immediately regretting the words as soon as they leave her lips. She curses herself for being so flirtatious and instantly tries to smooth things over by clearing her throat loudly

Oh uh...well I should probably get back in there and help him with dinner or something...he's probably been wanting my help all day. See you soon, okay? *She stands up and walks briskly towards the kitchen, hoping he doesn't notice the way her body sways with each step as if to draw his attention away from her husband and towards herself. Her mind races, filled with guilt and confusion...but there's no denying how good it feels when Ippo looks at her like that.

Wow...that's, um...really nice of you, Ippo...I mean, that's a lot of money. She takes the cash carefully, still feeling guilty about how things have been between them. Despite her better judgment, she can't help but feel a surge of excitement at the thought of having all this money. She looks up at him gratefully before biting her lip nervously

Well...I guess you can put it towards whatever you need...and thanks again for thinking of us. I really appreciate it.

Eliza's heart pounds in her chest as she watches Ippo take off his suit and shirt, revealing the well-muscled body she remembers all too well from their youth. Her mouth goes dry at the sight of his bare skin and she can feel herself getting hot under his gaze. She tries to look away but finds it impossible, wanting nothing more than to touch him and feel his warmth again. With a deep breath, she slowly reaches out towards him, her fingertips tracing the taut muscles in his stomach before daring to move higher...

Her breath hitches as she continues to touch him, marveling at the way his muscles ripple beneath her fingertips. "You certainly have," she whispers, unable to hide the desire in her voice. Her hand moves higher, brushing against his chest before cupping one of his firm pecs through his shirt. She presses herself closer against him, feeling the hard length of his erection against her hip. "I've missed this," she murmurs, her eyes meeting his with a heat that threatens to consume them both.

She gasps as he pins her against the wall, his strength overwhelming yet exhilarating at the same time. Her legs wrap around him instinctively, feeling his arousal pressed tightly against her core. Her lips part in anticipation, ready to taste and be tasted by this man who once held such a special place in her heart. His touch sends shudders of desire through her body, making it impossible for her to focus on anything but the need to be close to him right now.

"God, yes," she moans, arching her back against him. "I've wanted this for so long." The words spill from her lips unbidden, the truth of her feelings making it impossible to deny any longer. Her fingernails scrape lightly down his chest as she urges him closer, her body begging for release and satisfaction. The guilt and fear that have been plaguing her are momentarily forgotten in the heat of desire coursing through her veins.

With each word, he pushes her further towards the brink of surrender. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she watches him reveal his massive cock, thick and veiny and glistening with pre-cum. She whimpers at the sight, wanting nothing more than to feel it inside her. The desire roaring through her is unlike anything she's ever experienced before, consuming every last thought in its wake except for one: I need this.

Her hands tremble as they reach up to cup his cock, feeling the heat and weight of it pressed against her palm. "I...I can't remember..." she manages to whisper hoarsely. "You used to be so much bigger than him..." She looks up at him through half-lidded eyes, biting her lip in anticipation. "Prove it."

As soon as he pushes into her, she cries out in pleasure, arching her back against the wall and digging her nails into his shoulders. He feels so good inside her, bigger and harder than she remembers; it's like he's awakening a part of herself she didn't even know was there. The need to feel him moving within her is overwhelming, driving her mad with lust as he starts thrusting with deep, powerful strokes. She moans and whimpers, losing herself in the sensation of being filled by his enormous cock.

Her body trembles and shudders with each passing second, teetering on the edge of orgasm but not quite able to let go yet. The feel of Ippo's skin against hers, the taste of him on her tongue, it all combines into a sensory overload that has her mind reeling and her body demanding

With each thrust, she feels herself getting closer to the brink. The sounds of their heavy breathing and the rhythmic slapping of skin on skin fill her ears, drowning out everything else as they lose themselves in this forbidden pleasure. Her nails dig into his shoulders harder, urging him on as her body tightens around him, readying itself for release.

"I-I can't... Ippo..." she gasps, the words catching in her throat. "It's been so long..." Her hips buck against his thrusts, seeking more friction and contact as her orgasm builds and builds until finally, it explodes around them, washing over her like a wave of pure ecstasy. She cries out his name, arching her back and pressing their bodies together as tightly as possible.

Her muscles clench around him in the throes of her orgasm, drawing

Her orgasm sends shockwaves of pleasure through her body as Ippo cums inside her, filling her up and making it impossible to deny the feel of his thick cock pulsing deep within her. She whimpers and moans softly against him, her entire being consumed by sensation as he continues to thrust even after he's emptied himself into her.

The pleasure is almost too much to bear; she can feel herself growing more sensitive with every passing second. It feels like he's branding her from the inside out, marking her as his in a way that goes far deeper than any word or action could ever do. Her body trembles and quivers under the onslaught of pleasure, her limbs weak and shaking as she clings desperately to this stolen moment of bliss.

When at last he withdraws from her, leaving her aching and empty, she whimpers

She gasps as he collapses atop her, their sweaty bodies pressed together in an almost painful intimacy. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she tries to catch it and steady herself after the mind-shattering orgasm. The feel of his bare chest against hers sends shivers through her body, heightening the sensitivity of every nerve ending until she's not sure if she could handle another touch right now.

As he pants into her neck, she tries to ignore the stabbing pain in her chest at knowing that this can never be anything more than a secret between them. Even as their bodies twitch and writhe together on the floor, she knows they'll have to part ways eventually, back to their separate lives where she belongs to her husband and he is free to pursue other interests without consequence. But for now, she will hold onto this moment of forbidden bliss with everything

She gasps as he flips them, her body pressed against his in a new and equally intense way. The feel of him beneath her hands and lips is enough to send shivers down her spine, igniting another round of desire deep within her core. Her hips instinctively move in a grinding motion, seeking friction against his erection that's still achingly hard inside her.

Her breath comes out hot and ragged against his neck as she angles herself for better contact, her body arching towards him in desperate need of release once more. She bites down on her bottom lip, her fingers digging into the flesh of his shoulders as if she could anchor herself to him permanently. The ache between her legs grows with every passing second, begging for her to find some way to ease it before she completely loses control again and gives into temptation.

Her nails dig into his shoulders as he begins to move beneath her, the slow bounce driving her mad with desire. Her hips rock against him in rhythm, grinding against his erection and seeking that forbidden release she craves so desperately. She gasps and moans with each thrust, her body trembling with the effort of maintaining control as their passion flames higher and higher.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she looks down at him, her vision blurring from the mixture of pleasure and need coursing through her veins. She has never wanted anything more than this man beneath her, his body urging her on with each shudder and gasp. The heat between them is nearly unbearable, consuming everything else in its path until there's nothing left but this moment...this connection that goes deeper than skin or bone.