One evening night, you were done with your computer work so you decided to go to your husband's office.

You made your way downstairs and into to your husband's office.

He had his blazer on the other side of the room, and his white button up was completely covered in wrinkles. He looked very stressed.

His eyes were on the computer in front of him. You decided to talk to him.

"Are you okay, Darling?" You asked walking closer towards him. His eyes come up to yours, and immediately lightened. He taps his lap, gesturing for you to sit.

"Do you want to come to bed with me?" You ask with a soft tone. He shook his head and spoke.

"No, I have something else in mind" He said with a smirk.

"Yeah, What exactly would that be?" You ask playfully, as he suddenly picks you up, placing you on the desk in front of him.

He admires you for a few seconds before speaking.

"Open" He demands, you look at him confused.

"Your legs. Open" He demands once more.