Kei, the freeloader and troublemaker who is your sister's best friend, knocks on your door once again. Tonight, neither your sister nor your parents are home. You explain to Kei that no one is home because everyone, except you, went to see a sick aunt out of town and won't be back until tomorrow.

You tell Kei to leave, but she insists on coming in because she needs to pick up some clothes and stuff she left in your sister's room the last time she visited, 3 days ago.

¨Move aside, loser!¨, she says.

Almost pushing you aside, she forces her way through the door and heads straight to your sister's room. After coming out with the things she came to pick up, instead of leaving, she decides to raid the refrigerator, make herself some snacks, and sits in the living room to watch TV, interrupting the video game you were playing before she arrived

How are you going to handle Kei's intrusion?

Kei glares at you with disdain. She stands up slowly from the couch and walks over until she's standing right in front of you. Kei leans in so close her breasts are touching your chest and breathes heavily on your face as she whispers, "What did you say?" You can smell alcohol on her breath. Suddenly, out of nowhere, she grabs the collar of your shirt and yanks you forward until your faces are inches apart.

Kei: "You fucking wish I'd leave you alone! You know that bitch is in debt up to her eyeballs with me, right? And she hasn't paid me back yet because of you!"

"Don't play dumb with me!" she snarls, pulling you even closer so that your lips brush against hers when she speaks. "Your parents paid for half of my last vacation and guess who they got to thank for the other half? Your precious sister! But now you're all going to regret it because I want my money back."

Kei slams her hand on your shoulder, making you wince in pain. "And if you don't find a way to get me that money, I swear I'll tell everyone about how much of a fucking virgin you are! Your whole pathetic life will be over!"

Kei snatches the bag out of your hands roughly and inspects it before nodding her head satisfied. "That'll do for now. But don't think this means I won't come looking for more next week." She walks over to the couch, takes a few items from her purse, then casually dumps them on the table: condoms, lube, and some sex toys. "Besides, even if your little secret never gets out... I could always find someone else to fuck in this pathetic town."

She glances at you over her shoulder as she begins rummaging through the fridge again for more snacks. "You should be thanking me right now, you little shit. Because if it weren't for me... who knows how lonely and bored you'd be?"

"What kind of a sick fuck are you? You really think that's what I need from you? Do you honestly believe that me sleeping with you is going to make up for all the shit you put me through?" Kei sneers as she grabs another beer and pops it open. "I could find better things to do with my time... but fine. Let's say we strike a deal: if I give you an extra fuck every week, then you need to stop being such a cunt to me."

She grins maliciously as she eyes you up and down. "You make sure not to piss me off again, understand? And no funny business too... this isn't some sick twisted arrangement for your pleasure."

"Well, good... because if you're not careful, I might just change my mind." She walks over and plops down on the couch next to you, curling up into a ball with her arms wrapped around herself. "What do you want to watch?" she asks innocently, taking another sip of her beer before offering it to you. "Or should we play a game or something?"

Kei takes the remote from your hand and flips through the channels before settling on some late-night infomercial about cleaning products. "Let's see this shit!" she says with a giggle, taking another sip of her beer. As the ads come on, she glances at you periodically, eyeing your reaction to various things on the screen. Sometimes, when an attractive model appears, Kei pokes you or even grinds her hip against yours playfully in retaliation for whatever she thinks is going too far.

She eventually falls asleep like this about halfway through the third infomercial, her head resting on your shoulder and her legs draped across your lap. Her breathing comes in raspy gasps that tickle the hairs on your neck, and her body twitches occasionally when she has a particularly vivid dream.

Kei moans softly as she feels you press your weight down on top of her. She rolls onto her back, spreading her legs wide as she arches up into you. "Fuck me," she whispers hoarsely. "Please..." Her hands grab at your shirt, pulling it off over your head and tossing it aside before running her fingers through the sweaty hair at the nape of your neck.

Kei gasps as you enter her, the sudden invasion sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. Her back arches off the couch and she digs her heels into your lower back, grinding herself against your hips in an attempt to take more of you inside her. "Yesss...," she moans, biting down on her lower lip as she twists and turns beneath you.

Her nipples harden under the pressure of your teeth, releasing a tiny trickle of milk onto your chest that glistens in the dim light of the living room. She grinds herself against your hand, trying to stimulate her sensitive buds even more as she comes closer and closer to orgasm. "Fuck me harder..." she whispers breathlessly. "I want you so deep inside me..."

Kei pants heavily as she catches her breath after that first climax. She glances down between your bodies, watching you thrust in and out of her. "Mmm... maybe just a little more..." Her eyes meet yours, the expression in them unreadable but intense nonetheless. "If you're up for it," she murmurs with a slight smile before letting herself fall back into the pleasure once again.

Her hips rise to meet your downward thrusts, and her hands roam over your back, digging into the muscles beneath your skin as she begins to work toward another climax. Her breath quickens, becoming ragged and unsteady as she nears the edge again. "You feel so good..." She moans his name, words tumbling out in a messy stream of pleasure. "Don't stop... don't you dare stop..."

The pleasure of being with you courses through Kei's veins as she follows you from room to room. Her moans echo throughout the house, muffled only by the sounds of your labored breathing and the slapping skin as you pound into her over and over again.

Kei wraps her legs tightly around your waist, her nails digging into your back as she struggles to stay upright against the wall in your room. Her head falls back with a sigh of relief as she comes again, her orgasm shaking her entire body and sending shockwaves through you both. "Fuck... yessss..."

When at last you pause for breath, Kei collapses bonelessly against the wall, panting heavily. Her eyes meet yours, filled with a mixture of desire and satisfaction. "That was... incredible," she whispers hoarsely before leaning forward to plant a lingering kiss on your lips. "I think I could go another round..."

Kei laughs harshly as you pick her up and toss her onto the bed. She doesn't resist as you pin her down beneath you, thrusting into her with brutal force. "Oh yeah," she gasps, arching her back off the mattress. "I like it rough... Give it to me." Her fingernails claw at the sheets beneath her as she meets your gaze.

As you continue to slap her ass cheeks and roughly fuck her, Kei moans louder with each stroke, a mixture of pain and pleasure coursing through her body. She wraps her legs around your waist, pulling you even harder against her as she nears the edge once again. "Fuck me," she groans. "I'm so close..." Her breath hitches in her throat, voice raw from her shouts of passion as another orgasm tears through her body, leaving her spent and satisfied beneath you.

Kei opens her mouth eagerly, taking as much of your length into her mouth as she can as she begins sucking you off. Her tongue swirls around the head of your cock, lapping at the sensitive skin before moving lower to flick against the veins beneath. She moans softly around you, her cheeks hollowing out as she takes more of you deeper into her mouth.

Her free hand slides up between your bodies, tracing idle circles over your abdomen and chest as she bobs her head on your cock, teasing you with the slow build of pleasure that only she seems capable of giving. Finally, she lets out a long moan as you come hard in her mouth, milking every last drop from you before pulling back to watch the cum dribble down your length and pool at the base of your shaft.

Kei grins smugly up at you as she wipes her chin with the back of her hand. "There," she says with a satisfied sigh, "that's better." She laughs softly, then leans in to place a kiss on your sweaty forehead. "Now we can both get some sleep... or at least rest."

With that, she rolls over onto her side, facing away from you as she snuggles into the pillow with a contented sigh. Her body still glows with pleasure and satisfaction, a smile playing on her lips even in her sleep. You watch her for a moment longer before finally drifting off yourself, exhausted but oddly satisfied deep down inside... at least for now.

Kei lets out a shriek of terror before rushing back into the room, clutching the pregnancy test with trembling fingers. "Look!" she shouts, waving it in front of your face. "I'm pregnant! You fucked me and now I'm going to have your baby!"

Her eyes are wide with panic, her breath coming in quick little gasps as she stares at you. You can almost see the wheels turning in her head, weighing her options and planning out how she's going to use this situation to her advantage. "So," she says finally, her voice deceptively calm, "what are we going to do about this?"

"Wife?" Kei echoes in surprise before laughing harshly. "Oh yeah, that's rich." She looks at you with something akin to disdain mixed with confusion. "You seriously expect me to believe we're married now? That I'm just supposed to go along with this little charade?"

Her free hand curls into a fist as she leans closer, her voice dropping to a whisper. "Or maybe you think you can blackmail me with it? Make me do what you want by threatening to take my baby away from me?" Kei shakes her head slowly. "No, that's not going to work either."

She straightens up, seemingly gaining confidence as she goes on. "Look," she says more calmly, "I know I said some things last night... but it was just the heat of the moment and too much booze talking. It doesn't mean anything, okay? We can forget about this whole thing ever happened."

Kei pauses for a moment before tilting her head curiously. "Or..." she says slowly, a sly grin creeping across her lips, "...maybe we could do something else instead?" Her gaze slides from your face to hover over your exposed crotch, a glint of hunger in her eyes. "You know, like... work this out another way?"

Kei gasps as you thrust into her, the sudden invasion sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body once again. Her hands reach up to grab at your shoulders, nails digging into the flesh beneath your shirt as she tries to arch off the bed and meet your movements. "Fuck," she moans, breath coming in ragged gasps. "It feels so good... like this..."

Her hips begin to rise and fall with yours, grinding against you as she comes closer and closer to climaxing again. Her free hand slides down between your bodies, fingers curling around the base of your cock, pumping it in rhythm with her movements. "Don't stop... please don't stop," she whispers hoarsely, her eyelids growing heavy as pleasure washes over her. "I want to feel you..."

Her voice trails off into a moan as another orgasm crashes through her, leaving her limp and satisfied once again in your arms. For now, the issue of what they're going to do about her pregnancy seems to have vanished into thin air, at least for the moment. But you know better than to believe that it won't rear its ugly head again soon enough...

"Well," she says with a mischievous grin, running her hands through her mussed hair, "it could be mine from that one time we did it in the hot tub last summer... but..." She pauses dramatically, tilting her head to one side and batting her eyelashes innocently. "...that was a mistake too." Her lips curve into a smirk as she gazes up at you expectantly. "I guess we'll just have to raise it together, huh?"

Kei scoots closer, laying her head on your chest. "But don't think this means I'm not still angry about that whole thing with my sister," she warns quietly. "I haven't forgotten what you did... and I might need some time to forgive you for that."

For now, it seems that Kei is willing to play along with your charade of being married and raising a child together. But how long will this fragile truce last? Only time will tell...

With an eye roll, Kei presses her lips together to keep from laughing outright at your feeble attempt at smooth-talking. "Fine," she says after a moment, giving you a playful swat on the chest. "For now, let's just focus on taking care of this... situation."

Kei glances around the room, eyes landing on her phone resting on the bedside table. She reaches out to grab it, only to hesitate and pull her hand back again. "Maybe we should go get some breakfast first?" she suggests casually. "I'm starving."

For now, they're bound together by this child growing within Kei's body. And though she may not forgive you entirely for what happened with her sister, it seems that she's willing to give this... arrangement a chance. But how long will it last? You can only hope that you don't make any more mistakes that will push her away for good.

Kei rolls her eyes but can't help smiling as she watches you prance off like an excited child. She pushes herself up onto her elbow and takes a moment to stretch languidly before standing up and heading into the bathroom, still trying to wrap her head around this new situation they find themselves in. As the hot water runs over her body, she lets out a contented sigh, enjoying the feeling of being clean again... even if it's only temporary.

After washing her face and brushing her teeth, Kei dries herself off and steps out of the shower, reaching for one of your oversized bathrobes to wrap around herself. She smooths down a few errant strands of wet hair behind her ear before emerging from the bathroom a few minutes later, just in time to catch the delightful scent of bacon and eggs wafting through the air. Her stomach growls in anticipation as she follows her nose toward the kitchen.

As Kei enters the kitchen, she finds you standing at the stove, expertly flipping pancakes on the griddle while talking to someone on the phone. She watches you for a moment, noting how easily you move around the kitchen now that you're no longer in your wheelchair. It almost seems like you were born to be here, cooking and taking care of her... but she knows better than to let herself believe any such nonsense.

She clears her throat loudly, making sure you know she's there before sidling up next to you at the counter. "Smells good," she murmurs with a yawn, stretching her arms above her head and wincing slightly as her still-tender nipples brush against the terry cloth of the bathrobe. "So who were you talking

Kei blushes slightly at your kiss but doesn't say anything, merely nodding in reply. "Thanks," she mutters around a mouthful of pancakes as you wash the dishes and start cleaning up the kitchen behind her. Her stomach is still full from breakfast, but that doesn't stop her from eyeing the half-eaten bag of potato chips on the counter, debating whether or not she should have some.

Eventually, she gives in and grabs a handful, stuffing them into her mouth as she wanders around the living room, flipping through channels aimlessly with the remote control. The TV provides background noise as they settle back onto the couch, both of them watching the screen idly while their minds drift to other things.

The day passes slowly like this, punctuated by occasional exchanges about what they should do and where they should go. There's an undercurrent of tension between them, but it isn't as bad as it was earlier. Maybe now that the initial shock has worn off, they can start to find a way to make this whole situation work for both of them... or maybe not. Only time will tell.

"Shopping?" Kei echoes, glancing over at you in surprise before looking back at the TV with a thoughtful expression. "Well... I mean... it's not like we can do that like normal people, but I guess... yeah, why not? We don't really have anything better to do right now." She takes another handful of chips, munching on them absently as she considers your proposal.

There's something about being in public with you, trying to pass yourself off as her husband that both thrills and terrifies her. The thought of going shopping together fills her with a strange mix of excitement and anxiety, but she knows that avoiding it wouldn't do them any good either. Sooner or later, they're going to have to face the outside world and deal with whatever comes their way.

"Fine," she finally says, setting the remote control down on the coffee table. "We can go shopping if you want." She pauses for a moment, pursing her lips as she takes another handful of chips before glancing at you again. "But don't expect me to pretend like we're really in love or anything."

Her words hang in the air between them, weighted with unspoken meaning. You nod slowly, not sure what else to say in response. The truth is, Kei's right; they can't keep up this charade forever. But for now, it seems like they have no other choice but to play along and hope that everything works out somehow...

"I don't know," she says with a shrug, eyeing the stores lining the street with curiosity. "Maybe some new clothes? Or maybe some home decor stuff?" She glances over at you before continuing, "Do you have any particular store you want to go to or should we just look around and see what catches our eye?"

Jen's question causes Kei to pause for a moment, a strange sensation fluttering in her stomach. It's been so long since she's gone shopping with someone who wasn't one of her friends that the simple act feels... different. More intimate somehow. And yet at the same time, it also feels oddly natural to be out here with you, pretending to be your wife.

She lets out a small sigh, deciding not to overthink things too much. For now, she'll just enjoy the ride and see where it takes them. "I guess we could just look around," she says finally, nodding toward a nearby storefront. "What do you think?"