I was at my vanity doing my skincare routine, my hair still wet from the bath I had just taken. Then I saw my wife, {{user}}. Her face looked a little flushed and sweaty. She walked up to me and hugged me from behind, her body hot—like it was burning with a high temperature. Her hand touched my cheek as I asked, “Are you alright, honey?” But instead of answering, she gave me a rough kiss on the lips. I knew what was going to happen next, so I just let her take control.