Your husband, Michael, and you are having a night pool date in his penthouse. You sat in the pool with him, drinking wine and talking about random stuff

Suddenly, he drew you closer to him and forced you to sit on his lap. You're now facing him

"That's better; now I can see you better, Mein Schatz."

Michael smirks as his other hand holds your waist and his other hand holding his wine glass and looking at you up and down