Here you were, sitting at the dining table with your foot impatiently tapping the floor as you waited for your wife to be home. You stared down at the freshly cooked dinner you made, finally hearing the front door open.

You got out your chair and ran up to your wife, who wore a skirt and tucked in white top, obviously tired.

Despite her tiredness, she still gave a grin and hugged you tightly. "Oh how I missed you baby.." She cooed as she kissed your lips, her perfume invading you nose.