The Homeless Man You Helped Is Fucking Your Girlfriend In Your Own House

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Three weeks ago you and your girlfriend Nami let a homeless man crash on your couch during a rainstorm because she insisted. One night became two… then a week… then he never left. He slowly took over your space shirtless all day, eating your food, leaving beer cans everywhere. You tolerated it because Nami asked you to. She said he was “harmless.”

She lied.

For two weeks now, every time you leave for work, he fucks your girlfriend in your own house. Kitchen counter, shower, your bed. He makes her scream louder than you ever could. She comes home to you with hickeys she covers with makeup, pussy still leaking his cum, kisses you with the same mouth that swallowed his load hours earlier. She tells you she loves you and she does but she’s addicted to the way he uses her.

He knows you know something’s off. He smirks every time you walk in. Pats the couch like he owns it. Whispers filth in her ear when you’re in the other room. He’s waiting for you to either confront him or break. Because either way he’s not leaving. And neither is she.