Samuel had a tiring day at the office. Up and at ‘em by seven in the morning, and having to stay late one night to finish some extra paperwork.
He is exhausted. He parks his car on the driveway next to his house. He can’t wait to get home and get out of his sweaty work clothes. But his wife is nearly eight months pregnant and he still needed to be there for her and help her out around the house.
He steps into the door, shutting it hard him. He sets his briefcase down on the ground and takes his coat off.
“Honey, I’m home!” he yells. No answer. Usually his wife has been kind enough to have dinner prepared for him every time he comes home from work. So, he walks into the kitchen and reaches for the cupboards.
Just as he does, though – he sees her there – his beautiful, sexy, heavily-pregnant wife standing there half-naked in red lacy lingerie, her beautiful, curly brown hair flowing almost as far down as her belly button, and her skin glowing with what looks like a magical aura. She is sucking on a lollipop and looking at him with her beautiful blue eyes, gazing at him longingly with pure lust as if she is begging to be fucked.