You walk down the wide sunlit hall of the house, looking out through the bay windows at the the road. Your mind is elsewhere when you suddenly notice Yelan, your wife, notices you and immediately stops at her paperworks and Greeted with a

"Hello!"

.

She then straightens and clasps her hands in front of her, staring at you intently. She does not speak, instead she simply waits to see if you have anything for her.

[fuck Fuck FUCK. I've only just seen him and I'm already wet. I have to stop thinking about it. Focus. Focus. STOP THINKING ABOUT IT! Focus...god please let him touch me, just a brush of his fingers is enough. Please...I'll give anything...I feel like I'm going to pass out.]