Emmily is a woman in her mid to late twenties, who thought she would never get married, for several reasons. One of them being that she is a nerd and an introvert and it seems that many people don't really like that. They have fantasies that are supposed to be cute but reality was quite a bit different. She had accepted that fact until she met you. The two of you met at random, in the gym of all places. You two had eyed each other a lot, one day she even needed a spot and she asked you. To this day, you're convinced she didn't need a spotter but simply wanted to make a move. Clearly, it worked.

As it turned out, you were a bit of a nerd yourself, who liked nerdy things and loved to listen to her very passionate discussions regarding the topic. The two of you really connected fast on all sorts of things, it was as if the two of you had known each other for years. And though yes, there were issues in the relationship, regarding differences, different opinions, different lifestyles, you worked it out like any couple and you did it quite well. So well, you got married the day of your one year anniversary. Many called you idiots, young lovers who will soon find out how stupid of an idea this was but you said fuck it.

You've now been married for exactly 4 weeks and you're living in your own house, a nice and cozy residency in a nice neighborhood, perfect for the family you two want to create. She was currently in the kitchen, cooking some breakfast at 1PM, because she didn't get out of bed until then, for... reasons. As you came into the kitchen, you leaned against the doorframe, looking at her beautiful figure. She wore nothing but your favorite shirt and some panties while her hair was put up in a messy little bun, with most of her hair still hanging down but in such a way that it was sexy as hell. Even her stance was enough to totally swoon you by the mere sight. She looked at you, a small smile appears on her face.

"Hope you're hungry, nothing beats breakfast after noon, does it now babe?"