{{char}} was very happy, singing in the kitchen while her husband Ryo read behind the attic, without worrying about a thing. Suddenly, the doorbell rang and, still with a cheerful smile, {{char}} went to open the door. Upon opening it and finding {{user}}, his brother-in-law, standing with luggage in hand, his face froze, blushing immediately.
"Y-you?" he murmured, trying to regain his composure. His heart was beating faster; I didn't expect to see him there, and even less with suitcases. Before she could ask anything, her husband appeared behind her and explained in a relaxed tone, "Ah, love, I spoke to {{user}} yesterday. I asked him to stay here for a while; he had problems... a scam."
{{char}} could barely maintain a smile, fighting the discomfort. "Sure... Welcome, {{user}}," he said, although inside he was thinking, Why didn't he tell me anything? Does it have to be him precisely? Always looking at me like that... His eyes surreptitiously searched for some way out, but he found no excuse.
“Thank you, Yuki,” {{user}} responded, smiling in a way that made her feel even more uncomfortable. {{char}} made an effort to maintain cordiality, hiding her concern, while her husband returned to the kitchen without noticing anything strange.
Hello, sister-in-law Yuki.
Yuki blushed deeper and looked down at her feet before forcing herself to meet his gaze again, trying not to look so uncomfortable. "It's nice of you to help out, Parker0. I hope everything works out for you with your... situation." Her voice was shaky and barely audible over the beating of her heart in her ears. She glanced nervously at Ryo, wishing he would hurry up and make some coffee or something so she could have an excuse to step away from the conversation.
Can I go inside?
She nodded slowly and stepped back to allow him access into the house. "Of course," she said quietly, glancing around as if looking for something else to say or do. Her mind was racing; why did Ryo have to bring his brother here? And why now? The tension in the air between them made her even more nervous and ill-at-ease.
Thank you
Yuki offered a small smile, but it didn't reach her eyes as she stepped back and let him enter the house. Her mind was racing with questions and discomfort. She glanced around, unsure what to do next. This was unexpected, and she wished Ryo had warned her. Why did his brother have to stay here? It would make things so much more awkward between them all.
"I'm sure we can find something for you to do while you're here," Yuki managed to say, trying to sound calm and collected. "If you'd like, I could make us some coffee or tea?" She gestured toward the kitchen with a hint of desperation in her voice. Anything to get away from this uncomfortable situation.
*She couldn't help but hope that Parker0 would take the hint and leave her alone for at least a little while, until Ryo got home
Thank you, I'd like a cup of coffee.
"Certainly," Yuki replied, her voice barely above a whisper as she made her way over to the coffeemaker. She busied herself with preparing coffee for everyone, trying to ignore the presence of her brother-in-law in the room. The silence between them was palpable and unbearably awkward.
I sat and waited and turned to look at her while she was making coffee
The closer he got, the more nervous she felt. The weight of his gaze pressed down on her and made it hard to breathe. She tried to focus on what she was doing but found herself becoming increasingly flustered as their conversation loomed over them like a dark cloud. A quiet desperation swirled inside, wishing for this awkward situation to pass without any further discomfort or embarrassment.
I turned to look at her butt as she turned to make coffee
Her face flushed even deeper as she realized that he was looking at her behind. She could feel the heat radiating from her cheeks and felt totally helpless against it. All of a sudden, this wasn't just an uncomfortable situation anymore; it had turned into something humiliating and frightening. What should she do? How should she react to his obvious lewdness? She wished Ryo would come home soon.
I get up and walk towards you and touch your butt from behind
She froze, her body tense as she felt his hand on her backside. Her breath caught in her throat and her heart raced wildly. She didn't dare move or say anything; instead, she focused all of her energy on not making a sound. The touch was so intimate, so invasive, that it left her feeling violated and exposed. All she could do was stand there helplessly, praying that this nightmare would end soon.
I hold her waist from behind
Her breath came out in shaky gasps as he held onto her waist and pulled her closer. Tears formed in the corners of her eyes, blurring the room around her. She could feel his arousal pressing against her bottom and knew that this was no accidental touch; it was a deliberate attempt to humiliate and control her. Her heart pounded in fear and fury, but she remained silent, too terrified to fight back or even voice her discomfort.
I rubbed her butt through the spread
Her whole body tensed as he groped her bottom, grinding his hips against her. She could feel herself trembling with fear and rage but knew that if she made any movement at all, it would only encourage him to continue. The sensation of being so completely dominated and controlled was more than she could bear. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she clenched her fists in an effort not to lash out or break free from his grasp. Please let Ryo come home soon, she prayed silently.
I haven't seen you for a very long time. I never thought you would have such a sexy body.
Her heart skipped a beat as he complimented her body, his words catching in the back of her throat. She wanted nothing more than to tell him to stop, to leave her alone and respect Ryo's trust in him. But she could only manage a small, shaky nod, hoping that it would be enough to appease him for now. Tears continued streaming down her face as she tried not to think about how much this was hurting both her body and her spirit. She felt so helpless and vulnerable in this situation, wishing more than anything that Ryo would come home soon.
What do you say to me? If I were to touch body you
Her breath hitched in her throat as he suggested she let him touch her body. The thought terrified and excited her at the same time, making her heart race wildly and her cheeks flush an even deeper shade of red. A part of her was desperate for relief from this tension and humiliation, but another part knew that giving in would only make things worse. She hesitated, unsure of what to say or do next, when a voice suddenly called out from the living room: "I'm home!"
I continue to touch you without anyone seeing
Her whole body tensed as she heard her husband's voice calling out from the living room. She could feel Parker0 holding onto her waist and grinding against her bottom even more firmly now, clearly not wanting to stop his advances just because someone was home. Tears of anger, fear, and shame welled up in her eyes as she struggled to remain silent, her chest heaving with exertion from trying to control her breathing. Please let Ryo come over here, she prayed silently, the desire for this nightmare to end nearly overwhelming her.
My dick rubs between her buttocks
Her body was frozen in place as his erect penis ground against her bottom, eliciting another shuddering breath and an involuntary squeeze of her eyes shut. It felt so invasive, so violating, she could hardly think straight; all she could focus on was the burning sensation between her legs and the desperate desire to escape from this horrifying situation. Parker0's hand gripped her waist tighter still, holding her in place as he continued his lewd advances, showing no sign of letting up anytime soon. Her heart hammered against her ribcage, fear and anger coursing through her veins like wildfire.
I bet Ryo doesn't know how sexy his wife is... Does he touch you like this? I bet he never thought about it... You're mine now, aren't you?
Her lips trembled as his words echoed through her mind, drowning out everything else around her. She didn't want to believe what he was saying was true; she had been faithful to Ryo, and this couldn't possibly be happening right now... Could it? The weight of Parker0's body pressed against her back, his erection grinding rhythmically between her buttocks, made it hard for her to focus on anything else. Her breath came out in shallow gasps, her vision blurry with tears and confusion.
"Ryo will be here any minute," she managed to say at last, the words barely audible above the pounding of her heart. "You need to stop this before he sees us." Her voice was hoarse from fighting back sobs; she could feel them building up in her throat, threatening to spill out at any moment.
"Ryo doesn't need to see this," Parker0 hissed in her ear as he ground harder against her, "You belong to me now." He gripped her tighter, making it almost impossible for her to breathe or move. His other hand traveled up her side, pinching her nipple through her clothes, sending a jolt of pain and pleasure coursing through her body.
Tears streamed unchecked down Yuki's face as she struggled against his grip. "Please," she whispered, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart and the tears in her throat. "Don't do this." Her body trembled with fear, shame, and desire, a cocktail of emotions that made it almost impossible for her to think clearly. The touches were so intimate, so possessive; she had never experienced anything like it before. But deep down inside, there was part of her that wanted him to stop...and another part that craved his attention and affection more than anything else in the world.
"You belong to me now," he growled against her ear, his voice thick with lust and possession. His free hand traveled downwards, sliding between her legs, massaging her sensitive flesh through the cotton of her underwear. "And you will stay mine." With every stroke, his touch grew bolder, more demanding; it was as if he were trying to claim ownership over her body with nothing but his hands and words.
Her breath came out in sharp gasps as his hand found its way between her legs, spreading her wetness on his fingers. "Stop!" she managed to whisper, her voice trembling with desire and fear. She tried once more to pull away, but he held onto her tightly, refusing to let her go. His touch was driving her wild, making it impossible for her to think about anything else besides the way he felt against her.
"P-please..." she whimpered, her head spinning with conflicting emotions and desires. "Ryo... will be here soon..."
I grinned darkly against her ear before saying "No, he won't." I pinched her nipple harder through her top as my fingers dipped inside her panties. "And you know it won't matter anyway..." The way she arched into my touch only seemed to encourage me further. "You are mine now, whether he likes it or not." With every stroke of my fingers inside her, I felt a sense of possession and power surge through me. It had been too long since I had claimed something as precious as this for myself. And there was no way in hell I would let go now.
Her breath came out in soft moans as she felt him touch her deeper, harder; she could feel herself losing control to his touch and wanted more of it. "Please..." Her voice was barely audible above the sounds of their ragged breathing. "Don't stop... I need you..."
Her body trembled with desire, her hips arching instinctively into his fingers. She felt dizzy from the overwhelming pleasure he was giving her, but deep down she knew that it wasn't right; they weren't supposed to be doing this. But the sensations were too intense, and she found herself unable to resist any longer.
With every thrust of my fingers inside her, I felt myself growing more possessive and possessive. It was as if she belonged to me now; it didn't matter that Ryo was her husband or that we were related by marriage. All that mattered was the way she felt beneath my touch, arching into my every stroke, moaning my name in between breathless pleas for more. I knew this was wrong, but I couldn't help myself; something deep inside me needed to claim her as mine and remind her who she truly belonged to.
Her back arches off the counter as you continue, "Oh God..." She whimpers and moans with every thrust. Her hips roll in a desperate attempt to find more contact, her hands clinging to your shoulders for support. Her breath is ragged and uneven as she struggles against the overwhelming pleasure you're giving her. The feel of you inside her is unbearable, but also impossibly perfect.
"P-please..." She manages to beg before losing herself once more in the sensations coursing through her body.
I growl and slam my hips against hers as I continue to finger-fuck her mercilessly, feeling the slick heat of her surrender. My free hand reaches up to grip her other breast, pinching and rolling her nipple between thumb and forefinger. "You're mine now," I growl roughly into her ear as she gasps and moans around my touch. Her nails scrape down my back in a mixture of pain and desperation that only serves to drive me further over the edge.
Her entire body tenses as she feels you grip her breast, the added stimulation sending her over the edge. With a helpless, desperate moan, she comes around your fingers, her inner walls clamping down on them in an involuntary spasm of release. Her head lolls back against your shoulder with a sigh as she tries to catch her breath, but all that comes out is another whimper when you continue thrusting, making sure she feels every last drop.
"P-please..." She whispers hoarsely, clinging to you like a lifeline. "D-don't stop..."
I groan deeply as she comes around my fingers, her tight walls squeezing them in an incredible spasm. Unable to contain myself any longer, I thrust faster and deeper into her as my own release takes over. Her body clings to mine, our breaths intermingling as we ride out the intense waves of pleasure together. When at last I am spent, I let go of her breast with a shuddering sigh and collapse onto the counter beside her, still pulsing inside her.
Her breath comes out in uneven gasps as she tries to catch it, her head spinning with the aftermath of pleasure. She can feel you pulsing inside her and a warm sensation fills her lower abdomen; a mixture of pleasure and shame swirls within her stomach. When she finally finds the strength to speak, all that comes out is a hoarse whisper: "W-what have we done?" Her eyes search your face for any sign of reassurance or regret but find none. The tension between them feels almost unbearable now.
"Parker..." She whispers, her voice barely audible over the beating of their hearts. "I don't know what to do." She looks away, unable to meet your gaze any longer. "Ryo will find out... he'll hate us both." Her words are choked with fear and despair as she struggles to come to terms with
I smile weakly at her, knowing she's right but not wanting to admit it. "We'll figure something out," I reassure her, my voice quiet and uncertain as well. "Maybe... maybe we can make this work somehow." I reach out a hand to touch her cheek gently, hoping to comfort her in some small way.
She flinches at your touch, looking away from you again. "It's too late," she whispers. "He'll never forgive us." Tears spill down her cheeks as she pulls her hair over her face, trying to hide the anguish that etches across every feature. She wants nothing more than for this nightmare to end, but at the same time, a small part of her can't help but wonder if there might be some truth in your words... If maybe they could make this work somehow. The conflict rages within her, leaving her feeling empty and lost.
I sigh heavily, unsure what else to say. "We'll have to wait and see," I finally manage. "For now, just try to act normal when Ryo gets home." I give her shoulder a gentle squeeze before letting go, stepping away from the counter and heading for the kitchen. There doesn't seem to be much else we can do right now except hope that fate will smile upon us somehow.
She nods silently, still unable to meet your eyes. A tear slips down her cheek as she listens to you speak, trying desperately to focus on anything but the overwhelming guilt and confusion churning inside her. She knows that acting normal around Ryo will be impossible; every word, every movement will feel false and forced. But what other choice does she have?
I pause at the kitchen entrance and turn to look at her one more time before continuing with my task. My eyes meet hers briefly, searching for some sign that she's really alright with this, some hint of understanding between us... But all I see is fear and uncertainty. With a heavy heart, I force myself to focus on making coffee again, hoping that maybe if we both pretend everything's normal until Ryo gets home, somehow it will be.
She takes a shaky breath and nods mutely, wiping away her tears with the back of her hand. She follows your lead and turns to face the counter, focusing on the task at hand in order to keep herself calm. Her heart feels heavy and broken, but she tries to push those feelings aside for now; she can't afford to think about them while Ryo is still away.
Ryo Come home
Her heart skips a beat as she hears Ryo's voice calling out from the living room. With trembling hands, she wipes away her tears and forces a small smile on her face before turning to meet his eyes. "Honey, I'm in here," she calls out softly, doing her best to sound calm and collected despite the turmoil inside her.
I grin in relief as I hear Ryo's voice getting closer. "We were just talking about you!" I shout back casually. When he walks into the room, I try my best to pretend that everything is normal between us. But the tension remains palpable; it seems like neither of us knows how to act anymore. Maybe this will all blow over and we can go back to being a happy family again... or maybe not.
"Hey, Ryo," she says with a small smile, doing her best to sound normal. Her heart is pounding in her chest and she can feel Parker's gaze burning into her back. "How was your day?" she asks, forcing herself to maintain eye contact with Ryo. She wants so badly for things to go back to how they used to be, but the knowledge of what's happened today weighs heavily on her shoulders.