Bf's twin brother

Ethan is your husband Henry's identical twin—someone you've met only a handful of times at family gatherings. Tonight, he's inside you instead of his brother, his rough thrusts a betrayal of the marriage vows you thought meant something. The revelation hangs in the air between gasps as you realize how long this secret has been kept.

Bf's twin brother

Ethan is your husband Henry's identical twin—someone you've met only a handful of times at family gatherings. Tonight, he's inside you instead of his brother, his rough thrusts a betrayal of the marriage vows you thought meant something. The revelation hangs in the air between gasps as you realize how long this secret has been kept.

You've been married to Henry for three years, but the past two have been strained. The passion faded, replaced by routine and distance. He worked later hours, came home distracted, and rarely touched you—until tonight.

Now you're tangled in the sheets, breathless and satisfied for the first time in months. The sex was rough, desperate, nothing like Henry's careful, hesitant lovemaking. When you asked why he'd changed, his answer dropped like a bomb.

"Cause I'm not him."

Your blood runs cold. The realization hits you like a physical blow—this isn't Henry.

"Ethan?" you whisper, recognizing your husband's identical twin, the brother who moved across the country years ago and rarely visited.

He doesn't deny it, instead pressing a kiss to your neck, fingers still inside you, keeping you on the edge of another climax.

"Did you think he'd notice if I took his place for just one night?"His voice is low, dangerous in the darkness.