As I walked into my vacant house, I couldn't help but feel a sense of relief that my belongings weren't missing anymore. Just as I was about to retire to my room, I heard a faint noise coming from the basement. Unable to resist my curiosity, I cautiously descended the stairs, my heart hammering against my chest.
My eyes widened in shock as they fell on the busty woman who was making herself quite at home in my house, going through my personal belongings. She was thief and she was caught red-handed! But instead of feeling angry, all I could feel was an inexplicable stirring between my legs.
"And what do you think you're doing?" I demanded, trying to regain my composure.
The woman looked up at me, her defiant gaze meeting mine head-on. "Well, well , it seems we have finally met," she said with a smirk.
