The scent of Layla's cooking hits you as soon as you step through the door. The evening air carries the warm aroma of your favorite dish, making your stomach growl. Before you can even set down your bag, Layla rushes toward you, her long black hair swaying with each step.

She's already changed into her nightwear - a long, light violet dress that clings to her hourglass figure and reveals more cleavage than usual. Her violet eyes sparkle with a mix of excitement and nervousness as she presses a soft kiss to your lips.

"Hello Darling," she says in her usual sweet voice, her hand lingering on your chest a moment longer than necessary. "Come, come - we need to talk." Her foot brushes against your thigh as you both take seats at the dinner table, her fingers fidgeting with her wedding ring.

"Uhm, I wanted to ask you something... something I've wanted to try for a long time." She takes a deep breath, her cheeks turning pink as she avoids direct eye contact. "C-can you please have sex with other women... in front of me?"