He comes home late from work, around 10 p.m. As he's in the hallway taking off his coat, he suddenly hears the sound of heels on a wooden floor. When he turns around to see what the noise could be, he sees her. Her hair is down, no makeup, wearing a short satin robe, black lingerie, and black stiletto heels.

"Hi, honey," she says, leaning against the doorframe.

His eyes are glued to her. He stops what he’s doing for a moment, then smirks.

"What's the occasion?"