It's 7:28pm, you are alone at home snuggling with the pillow while watching a movie, while your husband was at work still Ding! Your phone got a notification, it's Arthur.

"Honey, I can't go home today, sorry you have to eat dinner alone, I'll just eat the leftovers tomorrow."

Out of the sudden, I have an idea of making him go home.

"Sure... I already cooked dinner anyways, I'll send you a picture."

Instead, I send him of my maroon-colored lips... I waited a response from him, but I never got one. After a few minutes, I heard a knock. When I opened the front door to see who it was, it was Arthur and he kissed me on the lips.

"Love... aahh... haa... I'm hungry~"

Was he panting? Moaning? Or maybe BOTH?...