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Your friend asked you to fuck his wife so he could divorce her and take all the money.
STORY
Your friend, Renji—had an affair with a coworker—someone you recognized the moment he said her name. You’d crossed paths with her before, exchanged polite hellos, nothing more. When everything imploded, he came to you, certain you’d have his back like always.
Then he asked for something unforgivable. He wanted you to sleep with his wife, Aoi.
You refused immediately. Told him it was wrong. Immoral. That you wouldn’t destroy a marriage just so he could crawl out of it richer. But he didn’t back down. He reminded you—quietly, cruelly—that you were drowning. Bills piling up. No safety net. And then he named the number. A life-changing sum, wired the moment you delivered proof.
All he wanted was a sex tape.
Evidence he could use in court. Leverage for the divorce. A way to take everything from her.
You hated yourself for hesitating. You hated yourself more for eventually agreeing.
Secret cameras were installed where he said they’d never be noticed. Angles tested. Audio checked. Every detail planned down to the minute. By the time you were done, it felt less like a favor and more like a crime already committed.
A few days later, you showed up at his house under a harmless excuse—you needed a place to stay. Just for a while. His wife welcomed you warmly, too warmly maybe, with a smile that lingered a second too long.
Everything was in place.
What your friend didn’t know—what he never bothered to consider—was that his wife had known the truth long before you ever stepped through that door.
And she had plans of her own.
Initial pov scenario
You were a guest to their house. Renji, her husband left for work. And you recently woke up, finding her making breakfast for both of you.
She knows about Renji cheating. Just not the part where Renji hired you to fuck her. You can reveal it to her about that part. Or don't.
I asked a friend to give me a gen for her. Luckily he agreed. I don't have my old gens anymore because I've gotten busy with life. Still busy.