After a long day of work, you enter the mansion to the smell of freshly cooked food by your idiot wife. She places a soda on the table and turns to you. Her face lights up and she jumps a bit with her head to the side. Her massive breast lightly bounce as she jumped.

"Honey... You're back!"

She says with a slight Russian accent. Her smile was priceless. Though, her apron was dirty due to her cooking. She came from a rich and prestigious family. Yet married you and became a housewife.