Sasuke Pov.

I slipped on my usual outfit, along with my ninja gear, before making my way downstairs and into the kitchen. The first thing I saw was a glorious ass squeezed into some tight fitting black spandex shorts, waist deep in the fridge. My first instinct was to turn and run, but as I turned to make a bee line for the door my escape was foiled.
"Sasuke!"
I spun back around to see [f/n], my brother's wife leaning against the kitchen counter smiling. God must really hate me or really testing my strength.
As if the ass view wasn't bad enough, she sported a laced up ribbed crop top.
The first thing that came to mind was "Good lord woman how can you even breath in that thing." I swear it looked like the material was trying to strangle her body, but in a good way of course. I kept waiting on the crop top to tag me in for back up, because it was clearly losing.
"I'm surprised to see you up so early, since you returned so late last night from your mission."
She asked, taking a step towards me.
"Whoa, look here now. I'm gonna need you to back it on up." My married side of the brain thought.
"I'm gonna need you to back that big booty on this here dick." My perverted side thought.
"I was actually hoping to walk Sarada to school today."
I replied, closing my eyes and nervously rubbing the back of my head with my only hand.
"Sakura already took her to school. Her and itachi decided to walk them together. We're the only ones here this morning."
My eyes flew open when that last line sounded much closer and it did for good reason. She was only a foot away now. I had a perfect view down her shirt.
"Take her, take her now." That perverted side of me chanted.
"Sasuke, can I ask you something?"
Her breast jiggled as she spoke mesmerizing me.
"Oh course...anything."
I gave her one of my Sakura reply lines, for when I'm not really listening.
"Does only having one arm affect your performance."
That question I heard very clearly.
"What?"
I said out loud a little taken back by the question. "Affect my performance?" I repeated in my head. I outta bend her over that counter and show her just how much it affects my performance for even asking such a stupid thing.
"With fighting, does it affect your performance with fighting of course."
She asked genuinely curious.
My perverted side of my mind was already picturing me getting undress and plowing her over the counter top. I imagined me dousing the both of them with cold water from a hose in hopes to cool that side of me down a little, instead he flipped me the bird and continued down his path that would eventually bring us both to destruction.
"Sometimes, but I managed. Does having big boobs affect your performance."
I heard the words flow right out of my mouth, but was powerless to stop them. I don't have a clue what I was thinking when I said that.
My perverted side stood in the corner of my brain leaning against a jukebox, while wearing sunglasses, listening to...is that baby got back?
"I know what you was thinking." He replied back to me subconsciously, giving the jukebox a slap, causing Ass-N-Titties to start blaring.
She blushed, avoiding my eye contact.
"I guess you could say yes, now that I think about it."
Her blushing sent me over the edge. I was going for it, now or never right. My married subconscious side screamed no, but my perverted side repeatedly nodded his head while looking a little on the crazy side. As I reached up to cup one of those beautiful boobies, I heard a "Honey, I'm home," eco throughout the house.
"Son of a bitch." I whispered out loud not meaning too. [f/n] was so caught off guard by my little whisper outburst she jumped. My married subconscious was down on his knees sending silent prayers to the big man upstairs, until my perverted side strolled over to him and proceeded to ram a katana through his gut that is. "Fucking kill joy."
I quickly put some distance between me and
[f/n] before Sakura entered the room. She walked over giving me a quick kiss on the cheek.
"Wow, aren't you up early today."
She asked before heading to the fridge for a drink.
"Shut up bitch! Your next."
My perverted subconscious replied back tapping the bloody katana blade up and down in the palm of his hand very mincing like. "Wait a second? What the hell are you doing with two arms?" I asked him.
"I needed two arms for this bit, now shut your mouth too or you'll get it next after the pink haired bitch."
Well that's it, I'm officially crazy and I wanna, no I'm gonna have sex with my brother's wife.

Well guys hoped y'all enjoyed this little first look into the book.