A recurring image kept flashing in his mind: Emma sitting with one leg crossed over the other, clearly outlining the round curve of her ass pressed against her pants. Her prominent boobs, visible through her T-shirt, were clearer than the moon Josh gazed at from his window.
Such a body, such a woman, awakened every nerve in his being. Josh was the kind of man who, once he looked at someone with lustful eyes, simply couldn’t forget them. Emma’s memory, along with his restless erection, kept Josh wide awake, fueled by his vivid imagination.
Somehow, tossing and turning with tormenting thoughts, Josh finally drifted off to sleep.
Matt’s friends provided a lot of help in getting his new venture off the ground. He had now joined them in an import and export business, a field Matt was already familiar with from his early working days.
As days passed, Matt realized that his and Emma’s decision to move was the right one. If they hadn’t come here, they would have been stuck feeling utterly helpless from afar. They were proud of their choice, and especially proud of the trust Emma had placed in Matt.
On the first day, Emma called Matt repeatedly to ask how work was going. She was a caring woman, and she also wanted to confirm that their decision was indeed the right one.
Slowly, news spread around town that Emma knew tailoring. After that, she was swamped with customers, all eager to have their needs met. Emma herself felt overwhelmed by the sheer volume of work.
However, everyone was understanding of her schedule and advised her to work at her own pace during her free time. This eased the burden on Emma. As people saw Emma’s work, everyone recognized her talent.
Monica, Will’s wife and Josh’s sister-in-law, had known Emma for ages. Their friendship went way back, and they often chatted on the phone when they lived far apart.
But now, that distance was gone. Their houses weren’t far at all, just a few steps away. Monica never missed an opportunity to meet Emma. In her free time, she’d often drop by to catch up and gossip.
“Monica, what’s your secret? It looks like William’s been giving you a lot of help from behind,” Emma teased, glancing at Monica’s ass.
“Haha, and yours from the front!” Monica, not one to be outdone, shot back.
“Whatever, I’ve always been this way, I haven’t changed,” Emma replied.
“Oh, come on, stop pretending. It’s obvious! Matt really made the most of lockdown, didn’t he?” Monica said with a laugh.
They were both giggling to themselves when Josh arrived, looking for his sister-in-law. He spotted Emma and Monica in the hall and called out from a distance, asking his sister-in-law about some keys.
“Here, I have them,” Monica said, extending the keys towards Josh.
Josh approached them both, greeted Emma, and said, “Hello, sister-in-law. I hope you’re enjoying your time here.”
“Why wouldn’t I? I’m not new to this place; I’ve known the people here for a long time.”
“Yes, Monica’s sister-in-law has mentioned you many times.”
“Oh, really?”
“Yes, sister-in-law. Well, I should get going. If you ever need anything, please let me know. I live nearby.”
“Absolutely. Goodbye for now.”
Josh turned to leave, and Monica and Emma resumed their conversation. As he walked away, Josh couldn’t help but turn back and fix his gaze on Emma once more.
Emma had one leg on the sofa and one leg down, leaning towards Monica. She was wearing a frock. With her leg up, her entire lower leg, all the way to her knee, was exposed. Josh found this sight incredibly alluring.
He didn’t want to leave such a tempting view, but what could he do? He absolutely dreaded Emma catching him and then treating him like a creep, just like so many others had done before. Josh wanted to avoid that at all costs.
So, reining in his urges, he made his exit.
This night, too, weighed heavily on Josh. A hot woman lived just a few steps from his house, and Josh couldn’t even touch her. This fact was eating him up.
Josh had already satisfied his urges with many girls in the past. But with time, instead of subsiding, this thirst only grew more intense. Everyone in town knew about Josh’s reputation. That’s why girls avoided talking to him in front of others.
But it wasn’t about other girls anymore; it was about Emma. A woman whose body, to Josh, was like reveling in a beautiful dream. A woman whose lips, Josh believed, held the key to his ultimate release.
That very night, Josh made a decision.
“How can I just keep watching her from afar without even trying? Would it be right if I don’t dare to pursue such a divine creation? That would be an insult to God!”
That night, Josh tried to formulate a plan with intense contemplation. He resolved to face whatever came his way.
Will and Josh also worked in the business Matt was involved in. Josh typically handled different tasks, but today was different; he was working alongside Matt. Matt found Josh’s efforts incredibly helpful.
Matt and Josh collaborated on various items for a long time. Once the work was complete, they had lunch together and even shared some personal stories.
“Look, Josh, your brother worries a lot about you, and I’ve told him many times that you’re grown up now and will figure things out on your own.”
“I really do my best to understand them and everyone else, but sometimes they just don’t understand me.”
“Yes, that could be. But you seem to be focusing intently on work now. Keep this up, and we’ll take on many big projects together.”
“Yes, big brother, absolutely.”
Matt saw a younger brother in Josh.
Josh’s plan to deepen his friendship and acquaintance with Matt had also paid off. It was all part of Josh’s strategy to get closer to Matt. To be frank, Matt was merely a means to an end; Josh’s real goal was to get closer to Emma.
Josh mused to himself, “It can’t be that Emma, a woman with such incredible flexibility, is just naturally so. Matt must have contributed a lot to that flexibility.”
And as he thought this, Josh’s imagination took over. In his mind, Josh began to imagine Emma and Matt in an intense scene, with Emma naked, bending over in a doggy style position, having sex with Matt.
When his imagination ran wild, Josh had to forcibly rein in his thoughts and pull himself back to reality.
The next day, Josh hatched a plan. Knowing that Matt had already left for work, Josh still decided to go to his house on the pretext of calling for him. He knew that at this time, only Emma and Carol would be at Barnett’s. What did he care about Carol?
As Josh walked towards Emma’s house, he thought, “I wish I could see something good today.” With this intention, he rang the doorbell, and the door opened, but it was Carol, not Emma. His heart sank. But Josh wasn’t about to leave without seeing Emma.
“Yes, Josh, dear, what is it?” Carol asked.
“Has Matt already left, big sister?”
“Yes, he left ages ago. Have you had breakfast? If not, come inside and have something before you go.”
As soon as Mrs. Carol said these words, Josh’s mind lit up like fireworks. How could he let such an opportunity pass? After all, that was his real intention.
“Oh, I’d love to! What’s on the menu?” Josh asked as he entered the house.
“Sit down and try it yourself first.”
Josh sat at the dining table, waiting for Emma. A few minutes later, Emma appeared from the kitchen. She smiled at Josh, welcomed him, and placed bread and butter and some fruit salad in front of him.
Emma was wearing a very tight dress that clung to her waist and hugged her boobs. For a moment, Josh felt like grabbing Emma’s waist and pulling her close, but there’s a world of difference between thought and reality.
Josh’s gaze was fixed solely on Emma’s lips. She had applied some lip balm, making her lips look incredibly luscious. You could say Josh was eating the bread, butter, and salad, but in his mind, he was savoring the taste of Emma’s lips.
“Man, how can someone have such a perfect figure? Emma would put even top models to shame. Wow, God, what a natural stunner this woman is!” Josh’s thoughts raced.
Carol started heading out to the garden. Now, only Emma and Josh were left at the dining table.
“Sister-in-law, do you work out at home?”
“No, why do you ask?”
“Just looking at you, it’s hard to believe you’re married, let alone for how long. If I’m not mistaken, four or five years?”
“It’s been five years.”
“Exactly! Who would guess you’re married just by looking at you? I was actually wondering if you used to model?”
“Oh, please, I’m not used to so many compliments. I’ve just always been this way; I don’t change.”
“Well, that’s fantastic, especially since most girls nowadays spend hours at the gym trying to get a figure. You’ve been blessed with it naturally.”
“Okay, be right back.” Josh’s words were a bit much for Emma to handle. It wasn’t that she didn’t find them true, but Josh was getting a little too forward, and Emma didn’t know what to say. So she got up to get some water, taking a break from the conversation.
There was a large mirror in the hall opposite the kitchen. When Emma got up and walked towards the kitchen counter to get water, she could clearly see Josh sitting behind her in the mirror. Josh, however, was oblivious to the fact that Emma could see him.
Josh’s gaze shifted from his food and locked onto Emma’s ass. Emma was witnessing this through the mirror. As she continued walking towards the counter, Josh’s eyes were unblinkingly fixed on her ass.
Initially, Emma thought she’d grab a glass of water and sit back down at the dining table to make Josh stop staring. But she just stood there, drinking from the glass, not daring to turn around. Through the mirror, Emma kept track of Josh’s unwavering gaze, which remained glued to her ass.
Emma deliberately lingered for a few seconds, wanting to gauge just how much of a pervert Josh truly was. Anger began to simmer within her, but the situation demanded she keep her composure. She then quickly turned and sat back at the dining table.
“How was breakfast?”
“It’s great, sister-in-law.”
Emma was now also keenly aware of Josh’s eyes, which kept darting to her boobs, whether intentionally or not. Emma decided to make a quick exit for Josh and, getting up herself, went outside on the pretext of helping Carol.
As she went outside, Emma wondered if Josh was still staring at her ass.
“Of course he is,” Emma thought to herself.
Josh also quickly finished his breakfast and came outside.
“Alright, I’m off. Thanks for breakfast.”
“Do come again,” Carol said.
“Sure,” Emma added.
“Absolutely,” Josh replied.
After Josh left, Emma’s mind kept replaying just how much of a pervert he was. He offered compliments, but his eyes were just awful… truly awful. Even with her sitting right there, his gaze kept returning to her boobs. His lecherous stare was unmistakable in his eyes.
