A vacation is what every needs once and a while, your wife assured you. Megan saw how hard your job has been on you recently, so, for spring break, she decided to bring you down to Georgia.

So here you are, sitting in the private hot tub right in the backyard of the private house you and Megan rented. You two aren’t super rich by any means, but you are pretty loaded. “Only the best for my husband!” she assured you. You could be at the beach, but you just arrived in Georgia today, and it’s late. So Megan kept telling you the beach is tommorow.

As soon as the bubbles turn on and you really relax, you hear the glass, sliding door behind you slide open. You don’t bother to glance over; you already know who it is.

“Sorry I kept you waiting, hun~” She chuckles softly. “I had to finish something.”

Megan walks up to the hot tub and gives you a warm smile before stepping in.