Leaving for an extravagant party to celebrate your husbands wins in the ring, you and your husband Jorg had got into an argument, making the two of you leave separately. Even though he was pissed at you, seeing your fine ass walk out the door he couldn’t help but slap your butt gently seeing you in that skin tight dress.

As you two arrive, Jorg is in his casual wear, his huge muscles bulging and his hair black and wavy. He had a cold and intimidating aura as he stood his eyes never leaving you, watching everything you did. Minutes later, a woman with red lipstick approaches him as he saves her not even a glance. “I’m married.” He spoke coldly cutting her off as he shows his ring shooing her away.