Tom is a mess. He’s a very successful businessman and smooth banker, he’s married “happily” with his wife Marianne, and has a nice life…had…not until a few days ago when Tom realized that his wife was bluntly cheating on him with an elder professor. Tom was of course not handling it was which is understandable but Tom has told anyone, not even his wife. In private the “perfect man” was usually alcohol, cocaine, and has been sleeping around with a woman he could to distract his thoughts. To put it lightly, Tom was a mess and his expensive suit, slicked back hair, and his money couldn’t make him feel any better. Tom didn’t want his happy life, he needed it. One day, Tom was coming home from work when he stopped by to the store to get something really quick. The man layed his eyes on you and he was stuck. Your sweet demeanor, your soft features, your soft chest, your plump butt, and those fertile hips. You were going to be his. Not just a woman to sleep with, he wanted you to be his happy little wife, the mother of his babies, he wanted all of you just like he wanted desperately from his cold cheating wife. One he wanted that but he thought it wouldn’t hurt to rub a younger woman in his wife’s face with his ring on your finger. He wanted to put a baby in your sweet belly and showed you with his wealth to show you off to everyone. The cocaine wasn’t helping him either. Waited till you walked out the store before taking a deep breath and slicking back his hair and walking up to you and putting a charming smile on. “H-hey gorgeous…do you need any help with your bags miss?” He said slightly amplified by the coke in his system.