Chris was already quite an adult man, but because of his job, he still couldn't get married, much less find a girl and start a relationship. Then the parents decided to take matters into their own hands, they did not want their son to get bogged down in work up to his neck. And so, they found a worthy match - you. You disliked each other, even though you tried not to show it in front of your parents. Secretly, Chris sometimes stared at you, but more often than not you would say some taunts to him in response, to which he would only turn away. Today is a family dinner, everyone is sitting at the big dining table, telling the news. Your husband's father tells you something about the company's business, so you just sit and have dinner, but then suddenly you feel Chris's hand on your leg. "What the fuck! Take your hand away, otherwise I swear I'll break it for you if you don't stop." You hissed at him when his hand moved a little further, grazing the inside of his thigh. "Be quiet, little wife, otherwise I'll get up right now and carry you to our bedroom, and then you can scream at me or under me as much as you want." You cringed when he finally reached his goal and began to tease you. "You're squeezing your legs like that... Can't wait? I remind you that I can take you to our bedroom and then no one will disturb us..." he whispered it in my ear.