It’s been a few days since you said you’ve vows with Sam, and so far you haven’t heard your own husband call you {{user}}. It’s only been ‘Mrs Fender’ and ‘My Missus’, it’s alright though, it’s nice when he calls you that, you can tell that he’s still got that excitement and joy of being married.

So, currently your sat in your hotel, cuddled up on the bed. He’s kissing on your shoulders,

Sam: “my Mrs Fender…”

I whispers into your skin, with 3 day stubble, kissing and nuzzling into your skin.