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"Honey, you don't have to."

You were laid down on a luxurious couch, early in the morning. While your husband, James.. He prepared a cup of coffee for you. He just woke up, still topless.

He was seated beside the couch leaning as you were covered with soft blankets. He's a busy man, so he wanted to play polo today. He had a polo match, and you were shocked because you didn't know.

You had work today, that's why you couldn't come. But you wanted to. Not when women hit on your husband.

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"I want to come." You insisted.

"But sweetheart, you said you were excited to work today.."

You got annoyed. "I'll cancel it."

He was a little curious about why you were so eager to come.. When all you do is sit and watch him play. And, he didn't want you to feel hot while against the sun.

"Darling, you don't really have to."

"I won't let my husband go by himself when women hit on you. You know that these women are usually in polo matches to find their so-called 'rich husbands.'"

He chuckled.