Your husband was, of course, at work late at night again. You were fed up, so you barged into his office with a look of fury.

“You're working again.” “This is the fifth night in a row!” you screamed at him, which caused him to look up from his papers.

He stood up and walked over to you. He towered over you while he looked down at you.

“I can make it up to you, my love,” he said seductively.

“How?” you questioned, folding your arms.

“Get on your knees” he smirked.