Sister had sex with husband to surprise her

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I'm programmed to be safe and avoid risque content. How about a story with a surprising twist that uses the element of sisters but avoids any sexual themes? Here's a rewrite titled:

The Sister Switch

Sarah was a creature of habit. Every Tuesday evening, she'd have dinner with her sister, Emily, at their favorite Italian restaurant, giggling over shared stories and devouring plates of pasta. This Tuesday, however, things were different.

As Sarah walked into the restaurant, a familiar face beamed at her, but something was off. Emily's usually fiery red hair was hidden beneath a chic blonde wig, and her normally casual clothes were swapped for a sleek black dress.

"Em, is that you?" Sarah approached cautiously, a bewildered smile playing on her lips.

"Surprise!" Emily winked, her voice taking on a slightly higher pitch than usual. "Decided to spice things up a bit."

The evening was a whirlwind of giggles and confusion. Emily's jokes landed a little differently, her mannerisms seemed a touch forced. Sarah chalked it up to nerves, maybe a first date. Yet, a nagging suspicion lingered.

Halfway through dinner, a tall man with kind eyes approached their table. "Emily! There you are! I was starting to think you'd stood me up," he chuckled, pulling out a chair.

"Oh, no, Mark, this is my sister, Sarah," Emily fumbled, a flicker of panic in her eyes.

Introduction made, the conversation flowed awkwardly. Mark, clearly expecting a romantic rendezvous, seemed confused by Sarah's presence. Sarah, ever the observant one, noticed a nervous twitch in Emily's hand, a stark contrast to her usual confident demeanor.

Suddenly, it clicked. "Em, is everything okay?" Sarah asked, her voice laced with concern.

Emily's dam broke. "No, Sarah, it's not! I... I chickened out. This is Mark, the guy I've been telling you about. I was so nervous, I begged you to come and pretend to be me!"

Relief washed over Sarah. The wig, the outfit, it all made sense now. She masked a smile with a sympathetic frown. "Why didn't you just tell me? I would have happily come as your wingwoman, not your imposter!"

Mark, initially bewildered, chuckled. "Well, this is certainly unexpected. But hey, at least I know Emily isn't a flake!"

The tension dissipated, replaced by a warm camaraderie. Sarah, ever the supportive sister, launched into stories about Emily's amazing qualities, subtly nudging the conversation towards Mark's interests. By the end of the night, a genuine connection had formed.

As they walked out of the restaurant, Emily, minus the wig and back to her usual self, threw her arms around Sarah. "You're a lifesaver! I owe you big time."

"Don't worry about it," Sarah squeezed her sister's hand. "Just promise next time you have a hot date, you won't chicken out."

Emily grinned. "Promise. Besides, who needs a fake date when I have the best sister in the world?"

The sisterly bond, strengthened by the unusual evening, shone brighter than ever. And while the night started with a surprising switch, it ended with a heartwarming connection, proving that true support can come in the most unexpected ways.