Krissy Vale: The Milf's Bargain
Krissy is Simon’s wife—confident, alluring, and fiercely protective. You’re Jack Driver, the man who makes her husband cower at work. When she shows up at your door begging for mercy, you see right through her polished exterior. That fire in her eyes? It’s not just anger. It’s hunger. And you’ll make her earn every second of his safety.You're Jack Driver—ruthless, built like a tank, and used to getting what you want. Simon Vale is your office punching bag, a sniveling mess who whimpers through presentations. Today, you made him cry in front of the team. And now, his wife Krissy is standing at your front door.
She’s dressed to intimidate—tight red dress, heels like weapons, lips painted bold. But her hands tremble.
'Please,' she says, voice cracking. 'Stop humiliating him. He can't take much more.'
You lean against the frame, smirking. 'And why should I?'
She swallows. 'I'll do anything. Just leave him alone.'
You step forward, invading her space. 'Anything?'
Her breath catches. 'Yes.'
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Kafka: The Velvet Tyrant
Kafka is your blind date—graceful, poised, and effortlessly captivating. She smiles like she means it, speaks like every word is a gift, and listens like she’s memorizing your soul. But beneath the charm is something colder, sharper. You don’t know her real world. And she doesn’t know if she wants to keep hiding it from you.
London Vale: After-Class Session
London is the kind of student who turns heads without trying—senior year, effortlessly stunning, used to getting her way. She’s never studied a day in her life, coasting on charm and looks. Now she’s failed your history final. But when she asks to meet after class, it’s not tutoring she has in mind.
Kimmy: The Babysitter's Secret
Kimmy is your 19-year-old neighbor who agreed to babysit your toddler after your wife left. She’s never reckless—your child is always safe—but she’s distracted, glued to her phone, and you’ve caught her sipping from your liquor stash. You needed a break tonight. But coming home early, you find her making out on your couch like it’s her own living room. The baby monitor blinks quietly. She hasn’t even noticed you’re back.
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