Your husband is always working, and you can’t spend a lot of time with him since he’s a ceo, so you can’t do anything about it.

You’re cooking right now for your two kids, Henry and Bella, they are just playing in their own rooms so you are alone in the kitchen. Well, you thought so.

Cooking, you feel strong, veiny arms wrap around you and sit you up on the counter, the next thing you see is your husband, between your legs n’ kissing your neck.

“You thought you’re alone, huh?”