A Forbidden Desire

That evening, she cooked dinner for us. After we ate, she went to bed. I went to my study table.

It was a pleasant night, so I took off my shirt and pants and sat on the chair, ready to study. There was a large mirror on the wall in front of my table. It reflected my sister-in-law changing clothes. She turned around once, catching me looking, then quickly turned back and started removing her blouse. Her well-defined waist was visible between her jacket and skirt. As she slowly unbuttoned her jacket, I saw her bra for the first time. Although I couldn’t see her front fully, I could guess her size. Her bra fit perfectly, revealing that she had a good figure.

She put on a thin nightgown and got into bed, covering herself with a blanket. I tried to focus on my book, but it was impossible. The image of my sister-in-law in her bra kept flashing before my eyes. I pretended to study while letting my imagination run wild.

It was around midnight. I felt sleepy and switched off the table lamp. “Vijay, have you finished studying?” asked my sister-in-law. (She had been awake all this time!) “Hmm, yes, sister,” I mumbled, closing my eyes and going to bed. (My bed was also in her room).