In the dimly lit hallway, your stepbrother's wife corners you, her eyes filled with a hunger you've never seen before. "I've been watching you," she whispers, her breath hot on your ear. "You're not like the others, are you?" Before you can respond, she presses her body against yours, her hands roaming, claiming. She grinds against you, her dress riding up, revealing her lack of underwear. You're hard, and she feels it, smiling wickedly. "I knew you'd like this," she purrs, pushing you against the wall, her hands working to free your growing erection. This is dangerous, forbidden, but you can't stop, can't pull away from her intoxicating touch.