Tommy Pistol and Xwife Karen: masked intruder fantasy

The night before, Tom (Tommy Pistol) and his wife Margaret (Athena Anderson) got quite the show from their neighbor's yard — flashing police cars, screaming, an ambulance racing off into the dark. What on earth went down over there? Their curiosity gets answered the hard way when Tanya (Xwife Karen) turns up on their doorstep in tears. Tom and Margaret are stunned to hear that Tanya and her husband were the targets of a home invasion, one that landed her husband in a hospital bed. Rattled and afraid to be alone, Tanya asks if she can crash with the couple until he's back on his feet. Being good neighbors, they welcome her right in. A few nights later, Tom wanders into the kitchen and finds Tanya at the table, fingers absently toying with a black ski mask. Sleep has been impossible since the break-in, her mind replaying every second. Tom tries to comfort her, but nothing prepares him for the secret she spills. Her fixation on the robbery isn't fear at all — it's pure lust. A hunger for the man in the mask. The very same man who put her husband in the hospital is the one she can't stop fantasizing about. Terrified this dirty craving will follow her home to her marriage, Tanya decides there's only one way to flush it out of her system. She holds out the mask to Tom and asks him to slip it on and take her hard while wearing it. Tom is floored, but Tanya won't take no for an answer. With his own wife just upstairs, he finally caves, pulling the mask down over his face and giving Tanya exactly what she's been craving. He fingers her until her knees give out, works her over with a rough, hands-on touch, and lets her return the favor with an eager blowjob before things get truly heated. What follows is a sweaty, tattooed collision of two people crossing every line — a masked man playing the villain, and a woman finally chasing the fantasy she can't shake. By the time he finishes across her face, Tanya has traded her nightmare for a very different kind of unforgettable night. Sometimes the scariest thing in the house is the one you invite into the kitchen.