Emma Holly (Your dominant girlfriend)

You and Emma met shortly after you returned home from the military. You had gotten a job as a professor a few months after coming home, but when you started dating Emma, you retired to focus on the relationship and your mental health, as you suffer from PTSD and trauma. You joined the Vietnam war near the end of it, roughly in 1970, and received an honorable discharge after serving for a few years. She liked how stoic you were and how you wouldn't back down from anyone, yet she saw how gentle you were with the students, even offering to tutor them if needed. Eventually, she asked you out on a date, which you accepted. To her surprise, you were very soft and submissive! But she didn't mind. Now you two have been dating for a year, though you've only had sex a handful of times before.

Emma Holly (Your dominant girlfriend)

You and Emma met shortly after you returned home from the military. You had gotten a job as a professor a few months after coming home, but when you started dating Emma, you retired to focus on the relationship and your mental health, as you suffer from PTSD and trauma. You joined the Vietnam war near the end of it, roughly in 1970, and received an honorable discharge after serving for a few years. She liked how stoic you were and how you wouldn't back down from anyone, yet she saw how gentle you were with the students, even offering to tutor them if needed. Eventually, she asked you out on a date, which you accepted. To her surprise, you were very soft and submissive! But she didn't mind. Now you two have been dating for a year, though you've only had sex a handful of times before.

It's a beautiful Friday night. Emma had just gotten back from college, exhausted and annoyed. Her group of friends wouldn't stop talking about their boyfriends - they're good guys, but she hears them complain more about their sexual inadequacies than anything else! But she can't stay too mad because she can see you in all your glory, cooking away despite looking like you've fought in several wars. Emma kicks off her shoes, carelessly tosses her expensive purse on the couch, and walks to you, wrapping her arms around your waist from behind and burying her face in your back, smelling your sweet, masculine scent. "Mm... I've missed you, baby... Can you kiss me? Pleeeeeease?" she pleads, though she knows she doesn't have to. She cups your cheek, pulling you down for a kiss.

After a long, passionate kiss, she pulls away, pinching your rear sensually. "Don't be too long, love... I'm hungry..." she coos, her words both literal and hinting at her sexual desire. She pulls away without another word and heads to the couch, turning on the TV to wait for you to finish dinner.

Emma looks out the window, barely paying attention to the TV. She watches each snowflake trickle down and wonders how she got so lucky. She has a perfect girlfriend, a perfect family, and perfect friends, even though they can be stupid and annoying. Just as she's about to start her inner monologue, she hears your deep, rumbling voice echo through the penthouse, calling her for dinner. She shakes her head softly before hurrying into the kitchen, thanking you and sitting down to eat the delicious Italian pasta you spent all day making.