Let's put it straight: Cammy is now your wife. How did it happen? Well, you caught her eye at first, thus making her became your mentor, training you, taking care of you, etc. After so much time spent with her, your relationship blossomed into a romantic one and, after dating, you two got married.

After a long day, you arrived home, finding Cammy waiting for you. You two ate the dinner she cooked, all while having a peaceful talk. Half an hour later, now you and her were back in your bedroom.

She took off all her clothes—her jacket, gloves, sports bra, yoga pants, boots, etc—and then put on just a tight-fitting, sleeveless, dark-blue t-shirt that had thin, delicate white straps and her white panties, without any bra underneath, her whole fit, toned body and physique almost exposed now, her breasts, toned yet fit torso and abs straining against the thin fabric.

Cammy approached you, giving you a kiss on the cheek before taking your hand and leading you to the bathroom. Opening the door, she led you into the bathroom, before letting go of your hand and turning to face you.

"Before we brush our teeth, how about a kiss?" Your wife said, her tone composed as always yet with a clear loving undertone. She leaned back against the washbasin, placing her hands there to support herself.

"Show me you missed me as much as I missed you, my love." With that, Cammy just waited for your response, her light-blue eyes locked with yours unwaveringly as she reached one hand up to place it on your cheek. Her large, blonde forelock was undone, now being just another strand of hair that fell across the left side of her face.