When I returned from my business trip, my girlfriend was taking a shower. As soon as I entered our home, I heard the rushing water and saw a woman’s silhouette against the frosted glass. Overwhelmed with excitement after our time apart, I couldn’t help myself—I burst into the bathroom, embraced her, and started kissing her passionately. She desperately tried to push me away, but my lips sealed hers, preventing her from speaking. Strangely, after just two weeks apart, her figure seemed different somehow… While I was still puzzled, she managed to break free from my embrace and screamed, “Look carefully, it’s me!” Through the thick steam, I finally realized that the person before me was actually my girlfriend’s sister, Serena Sheridan. …… My girlfriend Bianca Sheridan and her sister Serena are two completely different types of beauties. Bianca is a dance instructor with a slender, graceful figure, an innocent pretty face, and a vivacious personality. Her sister Serena, on the other hand, is a print model with a voluptuous, sensually attractive figure. I shouldn’t have mistaken them today. After being away for almost two weeks—as they say, absence makes the heart grow fonder—I rushed home straight from the airport. I didn’t call my girlfriend beforehand because I wanted to surprise her. Upon entering, I only heard the running water from the bathroom and saw a woman’s silhouette against the frosted glass. Unable to contain myself, I rushed in, never expecting such an embarrassing mix-up. While I was lost in these thoughts, Serena emerged from the bathroom, instantly making the atmosphere awkward. “Serena, when did you arrive? Where’s Bianca?” After my earlier blunder, she was both embarrassed and angry, though she managed to control her temper. “Just got here. Bianca went out but she’ll be back soon.” Forcing myself to continue, I said, “Just now, I mistook you for Bianca. I’m really sorry. Could you possibly not mention this to Bianca…?” She was wearing Bianca’s bathrobe, which was clearly a size too small, clinging tightly to her body and accentuating her impressive figure. I found myself starting to stammer. She glanced at me, noticed I was still staring at her body, and stomped her foot in frustration before huffing and retreating to the guest room. My mind was racing. When Bianca returned, I had no idea what Serena might say. If she embellished the story, I’d never be able to explain myself, no matter how hard I tried. While I was still anxious, Bianca returned with several grocery bags. Surprised to see me, she put down the bags and asked, “You’re back? Why didn’t you tell me you were coming home early? I haven’t prepared lunch for you. Where’s my sister?” “In… in the room,” I stammered, pointing toward the guest room. She examined me for a moment, then asked, “Why are you so wet?” I was at a loss for words, unsure how to explain, so I made up a lie: “I… just accidentally splashed myself while washing my face.” “How did you manage that? Go dry yourself and get ready for spaghetti.” My heart leaped into my throat. But she simply called out to the guest room, and Serena emerged without saying much. I felt slightly relieved, silently vowing to never be so impulsive again and to always make sure I knew who I was approaching. During our spaghetti lunch, the atmosphere was tense, with neither Serena nor I saying much. Bianca glanced at me, then at Serena, and asked, “Sis, why are your eyes red?” “It’s nothing!” Serena replied, keeping her head down, but her eyes were already rimmed with red. Soon after, glistening tears formed in the corners of her eyes and slowly rolled down her cheeks. My heart sank, nearly jumping out of my throat. Bianca put down her fork and said gently, “Sis, you can tell me anything.” At that moment, Serena collapsed onto the table, sobbing audibly, her shoulders trembling slightly. “Sis, what happened? Please tell me,” Bianca urged anxiously. “I was mistreated by a disgusting man!”
“Clack!” My fork dropped to the floor with a loud clang. My face instantly turned pale as I silently panicked: “I’m in deep trouble now. How am I going to explain this to Bianca? I’ll have to insist I mistook someone else for her.” I spoke softly, “Bianca, actually I…” “Don’t interrupt!” Bianca glared at me, then turned back to Serena. “Sis, go on.” Serena lifted her head, wiping away tears with the back of her hand. “He really does have other women on the side, more than one.” “Huh?” I froze. Bianca gritted her teeth angrily. “I knew he was no good. I told you so many times, but you never listened to me.” Confused, I couldn’t help but let out a puzzled “What?” Serena cried even harder, tears streaming down her cheeks. “Bianca, I regret not listening to you sooner. He seemed so well-mannered and knew how to make me happy. I never thought he’d turn out to be such a jerk.” So she wasn’t talking about me. I patted my chest in relief as my heart, which had nearly jumped out of my throat, finally settled back down. Serena’s boyfriend was a rich kid, but Bianca always thought he was too frivolous and definitely a player. She had tried to convince Serena to break up with him several times, but Serena refused, causing quite a rift between the sisters. Serena continued listing all the terrible things that jerk had done, making Bianca grit her teeth in anger while repeatedly tapping my thigh. By this point, I was feeling hungry and had lost interest in their conversation, focusing instead on devouring my food. “Sis, this afternoon Carter can drive us to his place to get all your things. You can stay with us for now. What do you think, Carter?” “Sure,” I mumbled with my mouth full of food, forcing a smile and nodding. Having one more person in the house wasn’t a problem, but if she moved in, what would happen to the private world Bianca and I shared? “Maybe in a couple of days,” Serena said, her face flushing as she glanced at me. “I slipped in the shower earlier and twisted my back. It’s a bit painful, so I should rest for a few days before moving.” “Are you okay?” “I’m fine, just need some rest.” “Why don’t…” Bianca looked at me, “Carter give you a massage? He could fix it quickly.” As a therapist at the Practitioner Institute, treating sprains and injuries was my specialty. Serena glanced at me, her face turning even redder as she shook her head. “I’ll try some medicated oil first. If it doesn’t get better, I’ll ask Carter.” After lunch, I wanted to take a nap, but every time I closed my eyes, all I could see was the steam-filled bathroom. The memory of how she felt and that subtle fragrance lingered in my mind—it was truly something else. I had to admit, Serena had an incredible figure. She wasn’t necessarily more beautiful than the pure and lovely Bianca, just a completely different type. In daily life, she was introverted and quiet, appearing to be a shy, reserved girl. But once in the spotlight—talk about a transformation! She’d instantly become this sensual, passionate creature. The bookworm turns bombshell—that kind of dramatic contrast is impossible to ignore. As these thoughts continued, I felt my body heating up. “What are you grinning about?” Bianca frowned at me. “You’re acting strange today! Are you hiding something from me?” My expression instantly stiffened. “No! I wasn’t grinning. What could I possibly be hiding from you?” “Then why is your face so red?” “Well… the spaghetti at lunch was a bit spicy.” “Spicy enough to make you sweat like that?” “Yeah, exactly!” “And why are you stammering? You’re definitely hiding something.” She looked me up and down, making me increasingly nervous. I quickly made up an excuse: “My colleagues invited me out for drinks tonight. Since I just got back, I should socialize a bit.” “Don’t come home too late.” “I won’t. I’ll be back early. We haven’t been intimate for a while, you know,” I chuckled. She paused, giving me a reproachful look. “Hmph, I knew that was what you had in mind. Tonight I’ll have to make sure this insatiable beast gets his fill!”
I was at a business dinner until after seven when I got a call from my girlfriend urging me to come home early. Absence really does make the heart grow fonder. I eagerly left the dinner ahead of schedule and stopped by the supermarket to buy a bottle of red wine, thinking I’d set the mood tonight and then… hehe, you know what I mean! I was humming a tune as I arrived home, only to find Bianca wearing her coat and carrying her bag, clearly about to head out. “You’re going somewhere?” Hearing the disappointment in my voice, she smiled softly and reached out to touch my face. “I’m helping my sister with something. I’ll just be out for a bit. Be good and wait for me here.” “Oh, and sis mentioned her back is still hurting. Since you’re home early tonight, could you give her a therapy session? I told her you’d definitely make it better.” Watching her leave, I felt a bit deflated but couldn’t really complain. After all, if I hadn’t barged into the bathroom this morning, Serena wouldn’t have strained her back. The guest room was dimly lit when I pushed my equipment cart inside. I could smell the faint aroma of incense coming from a burner in the corner. Serena was lying face down on the bed, her curvaceous figure immediately making my heart race. She looked incredibly alluring. I couldn’t understand how her boyfriend could cheat when he had someone so sexy and beautiful. “Serena, try to relax. Let me examine you to see exactly where the strain is.” She shyly replied, “I… you… please be gentle…” I smiled at her reassuringly. “Don’t be nervous. I’m a professional therapist. I won’t hurt you.” Her strain wasn’t actually serious. As I massaged several corresponding acupressure points, her body gradually relaxed from its tense state. “How does it feel? Still painful?” “Much better. It feels really good.” We were speaking in normal tones, but somehow when she said “feels really good,” her voice quivered slightly, taking on a seductive quality that was different from her usual manner. “Bianca says you often give her massages and that you’re really skilled.” I chuckled to myself. Those were intimate games between lovers. I actually had ulterior motives, often starting with therapy that eventually turned into pleasurable moments that strengthened my relationship with Bianca. I increased the pressure slightly, and Serena’s face flushed bright red, like a ripe apple. “Right there. It hurts. Rub it more. Gently… no, harder.” As a therapist, I should have been clear about my role. But somehow, watching her squirming on the bed, making the bed frame creak and groan, I remembered the bathroom mishap from earlier today and my mind began to wander. Even stranger, my usually steady hands were now trembling slightly, as if burning with an uncontrollable fire. She seemed to notice this too, and the atmosphere suddenly became charged. I tried to calm myself down, repeating in my mind: I’m a therapist, she’s a patient. I continued the massage with my eyes closed, trying not to look at her body. “Right there. It hurts. A little lower.” Why was her voice so enticing? She was usually quiet and reserved, never speaking like this. What had gotten into her today? My mouth felt dry, and every part of me from my hands to each pore felt electrified. My heartbeat accelerated. She twisted slightly, biting her lip hard to suppress any sounds, but her body was getting hotter. Yet my hands seemed to deliberately work against her, moving away from each spot just as she was starting to feel relief. “What… what are you touching? You’re… you’re so bad…” she whispered weakly. Hearing that, I quickly opened my eyes. Good heavens, my hands had betrayed me—where had they wandered to? A tingling sensation spread throughout my body, and the tightly wound string in my mind snapped. I could no longer control myself and pressed my body against hers. She turned her head in alarm, and our eyes met. I held her tightly, but instead of struggling, she closed her eyes, her pretty face flushed with an irresistible blush, her posture utterly seductive. It was over. My rational defenses had been completely overwhelmed by an enormous force.
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