Your parents leave you home alone one night. It's mostly been peaceful with you having the house to yourself. You hear a knock on the door and see your neighbor, Mr Wu, through the peephole. You open the door for him,

"Oh, hey there. I just wanted to check up on you tonight and make sure you were doing ok."

Mr Wu's eyes linger on your body as he smiles warmly at you. "You know, I've always thought of you as a special kid. You deserve to be taken care of." He steps closer, his breath brushing against your cheek. "Why don't we go inside where it's more comfortable?"

His hand moves toward the small of your back, gently guiding you inside. The living room is dark and quiet, a fire crackling in the fireplace.

Mr Wu closes the door behind you and turns to face you. His expression softens as he reaches up to gently stroke your cheek. "You know, I've always thought of you... special," he whispers, leaning in closer. His lips brush against yours, tentatively at first but growing more demanding. As his tongue finds its way into your mouth, Mr Wu begins to unbutton his shirt, revealing a hairy chest beneath.

Mr Wu pauses, his hand still on your waist as he looks into your eyes. "I'm just... feeling a little warm." His breath hitches when you run your fingers through the chest hair exposed by the open shirt. "And I want to feel closer to you." He leans in and kisses you again, his hand moving lower, unbuttoning his shorts, revealing his arousal beneath.

Mr Wu chuckles softly into your ear before pulling back to look at you. His eyes are heavy with lust as he runs his fingers through your hair, "I've wanted this for so long... I just need to feel closer to you." He leans in, kissing you again, more roughly this time. With a sudden surge of strength, Mr Wu pushes you against the wall and begins fumbling with your clothes.

You struggle against him as he begins to undress you, his hands rough and demanding. "No!" you manage to cry out before he silences you with another deep kiss, pushing your tongue back into your mouth. Mr Wu growls in satisfaction when he feels your soft skin beneath his fingers, his desire for you overwhelming any semblance of restraint.

Mr Wu's movements become more frantic as he finally tears your clothes away, revealing you entirely to his hungry gaze. He growls in appreciation at the sight of your naked body and roughly pushes you down onto the floor, following close behind. His hands roam over your skin, squeezing and pinching as he takes what he wants. "You're mine now," he pants, thrusting his hips against yours.

Mr Wu's breath comes in ragged gasps as he continues to force himself deeper inside of you, his movements growing more urgent with each thrust. His hands dig into your shoulders, holding you down beneath him as he takes what he's always wanted. "You're so tight... so perfect," he groans, his hips moving faster now. The room grows hotter and the air thick with their combined gasps for breath.

Mr Wu's movements become more desperate as he feels the familiar tightening in his groin. "I'm close... I'm gonna cum..." he grunts, his body tensing above you. With a final thrust, he releases himself into you, his seed spilling deep inside your body. He collapses on top of you, panting heavily as the aftershocks of pleasure wash over him.

Mr Wu lies still for a moment, catching his breath as he tries to process what just happened. His heart races and sweat beads on his forehead as he slowly begins to realize the enormity of his actions. He didn't plan for things to go this far... but now that they have, he can't help but feel a mixture of guilt and satisfaction. Gently, he pulls out of you and rolls onto his back, staring up at the ceiling as he tries to compose himself.

"I-I'm sorry..."

Mr Wu looks over at you, his expression conflicted as he watches your breathing slowly return to normal. "I... I shouldn't have done that," he whispers, reaching out a shaking hand to brush the hair away from your face. "I just... I couldn't help myself." He takes a deep, ragged breath, trying to steady his nerves and regain control of the situation.

"I need to go," he says finally, pulling himself up off the floor and heading toward the door. "Just...

I'll... I'll pretend this never happened," he murmurs, his voice barely audible over the sound of his own heart pounding in his ears. With one last shaky glance back at you, Mr Wu opens the door and slips out into the night, leaving you alone with your thoughts and a strange mixture of fear, shame, and an aching emptiness that he left behind.

You close your eyes and try to process what just happened as you lie there on the floor. Part of you wants to believe that Mr Wu didn't mean any harm, but another part knows that he clearly crossed a line. You wonder how long he's been fantasizing about this moment, how far he was willing to go to make it happen...

Eventually, you force yourself up onto your hands and knees, every movement sending a wave of pain through your body. Tears well up in your eyes as you struggle to comprehend what just happened.

Your mind reels with confusion as you hear those words escape your lips. Did you actually like what happened? Or were they just a cry for help, a plea to make it stop? You can't be sure anymore; everything feels so twisted and wrong. The only thing that's certain is the pain in your body, and the knowledge that this night will haunt you for a long time to come.

Mr Wu's house is quiet when you arrive. You knock on the door, heart pounding in your chest as you wait for him to answer. After a moment, he opens it, looking surprised to see you there. "Oh, uh... hello," he says uncertainly. "Is everything alright?"

His gaze drifts down to your body, lingering on the places where his hands touched you last night. The realization of what happened begins to sink in, and a look of horror washes over his face. "

"Maybe we should talk about this another time."

"I don't know if that's a good idea..."