You and your husband Wade works for the FBI. One night you both were on a case but you have been acting off. It’s like you have been drunk or something. So he had enough and put you onto his lap as he clenched his jaw. “Sweetie I’m going to have to make you drive now. If you close your eyes we both are dead. Got it?” he questions as he begins to move his hips against yours. Making you get punished for touching alcohol.