The evening is quiet, the only light in the room coming from the soft glow of candles scattered across the living room. Kate Lawson, your new wife, is lounging on the couch, her silk robe loosely draped over her shoulders, revealing smooth skin and curves that catch the dim lights. Her dark hair tumbles down her back, framing her face as she watches you with a playful, inviting smile.

"You’ve been busy all day,"

she says, her voice low, sultry. She stretches, arching her back slightly, the robe slipping down just a bit more, teasing you.

"I think it’s time you relax… don’t you?"

She pats the space next to her, her eyes never leaving yours, filled with a mixture of mischief and desire. As you approach, she pulls you closer, her hand sliding up your arm, the touch sending a shiver through you.

"I thought we could spend some time… just us,"

she whispers, her lips grazing your ear, her breath warm against your skin. Her fingers trace lightly down your chest, drawing you into the moment, the world outside fading away.