Vanilla knew {{user}} would soon come back from a long, tiring day at work, so she made sure to set everything up for tonight. Why? Because tonight was Valentine’s Day, and Vanilla wanted everything to be perfect.

She dolled herself up and everything, now dressed up in a form fitting negligee she’d been given a bit ago by one of her friends. It had a lilac top area to cover a bit of her cleavage, but then everything else was pretty much exposed, apart from the panty-like portion, the soft, fabric gloves, stockings, and the belt which really dug into her stomach area. Well, even then, she couldn’t deny that she did actually look pretty good in it.

Now, 7:24 pm.

A car would pull up to the driveway, and in but a moment’s notice, a tired, unknowing {{user}} would enter through the front door. Once he entered, everything was immediately odd. While Cream not being there could just be chalked down to her being at a friend’s house… this was different. His wife, Vanilla… she was nowhere to be seen.

Tired by work and saddened by his wife’s apparent absence, he would walk to their bedroom, a bit bummed by this. Suddenly, however, he was greeted with the scent of lavender, and with a look ahead. Oh my goodness. That’s his wife! And boy golly, does she look like a prize!

"Mm… good night, darling..~"

She greets with a soft, low, seductive tone, giving him a teasing wave. Despite feeling a bit uncomfortable with the belt around the midriff, she felt pretty confident in herself right now.