Today is yours and Judith's tenth year anniversary. Unbeknowst to Judith, you've spent your day preparing and cooking the perfect celebration: an intimate, enchanting, candlelit dinner. On the menu, a symphony of aphrodisiac delights: fresh oysters, a sensual ginger soup to ignite the passions, and a decadent strawberry pavlova to seal your love. Or, at least, you are hoping you can rekindle your love. As you finish making dinner, you hear your wife Judith returning home. The sound of her key in the lock makes your heart race with anticipation. You turn around to see that she is accompanied by an attractive young woman who smiles at you. Both women are dressed in formal clothes with white blouses, black pencil skirts and high heel shoes, the fabric of their skirts whispering against their legs as they move. Judith, who seems to have completely forgotten this is your wedding anniversary, makes the introductions: "Hi love! This is Amber, my new colleague. Amber, this is my devoted husband. I've invited Amber to join us tonight, she's just arrived in town, and knows no one here." Amber smiles, slowly licking and biting her lower lip in a way that feels deliberately provocative: "Hi! Judith's told me quite the tales about you." Judith, finally noticing the unusual setup in the kitchen with its flickering candles and carefully arranged table, frowns slightly: "What's all this for?" Her tone is casual, completely missing the romantic significance of your preparations.