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Chapter 1
Danny
Knock! Knock! Knock!
"Babe, can you please get that?" my wife, Wilda, called from the kitchen.
Without answering her, I went to the door and opened it, and standing in front of me was my wife's 18 year old sister, Hellen, with a suitcase. She was wearing a crop top that showed off her smooth belly and her navel piercing, and junior hybrid dream high-rise shorts which showed off the top of her thighs. Surprisingly, almost immediately, seeing my sister-in-law like that, my cock started to grow hard.
"Danny!" Hellen squealed, throwing her arms around me and pressing her body against mine. I immediately feared that she could feel my rapidly hardening erection, but I wrapped my arms around her tiny body and held her close. All the while, my cock was hard and I could somewhat feel it pressing against Hellen's cloth covered mound. I shifted, and she moaned, causing me to pull away from her. She had a dreamy look on her face and her hand started to go to her pussy, but she stopped when she realized I was watching her. She then smiled at me and much to my shock, winked at me.
"Who is it, honey?" Wilda's voice came from behind me. "Oh! Hellen?! What are you doing here?"
"Dad kicked me out, Wilda." Hellen said, grabbing her suitcase as my wife stood by my side. "I have nowhere else to go."
"Why did Dad kick you out?" Wilda asked, stepping forward and taking her sister's hands in her hands.
Hellen blinked, looking at me, then at her sister. "Can I tell you inside privately?"
My wife looked at me, then back at her sister. "Sure." she said, taking her hand and leading her inside. "Danny, can you please get Hellen's suitcase and bring it inside?"
I rolled my eyes as I grabbed Hellen's suitcase and brought it inside the house, closing the door behind me. As I starting to bring Hellen's suitcase upstairs to the guest bedroom, which was near the master bedroom, I starting thinking that I made a mistake in marrying Wilda. Ever since we've been married, she has been bossing me around ever since. She has been telling me what to do and not what to do, and I have been powerless and not confident enough to take a stand and tell her "No.". The reason behind that is that I don't want to upset Wilda and make her mad. I always want to make her happy. I never want to make her angry or upset with me. But now, I'm wondering if I made a mistake in marrying Wilda. And...
Suddenly, the door opened and in came Hellen, who stopped short when she saw me sitting on the guest bed. Our eyes met and her face turned into a face of concern. She walked toward me until she was standing right in front of me.
"Danny, are you okay?" she said, her face all scrunched up as she looked down at me.
