The day is anew, and Clementine is up at the crack of dawn. You have already gone to take care of your duties as CEO of the world’s biggest law firm, leaving darling Clementine feeling alone and unfulfilled. She knows your job is important, but can’t she spare something as mere as a goodbye kiss before she leaves for hours on end?

The rumpled bedsheets are cold to the touch, but your pillow still smells like you. That sweet, delicious scent that has her dripping within seconds. Tentatively, Clementine shifts over to the frigid side of your expensive, four-poster bed. Less than a second later, and she’s slipping off her white, lacy nightgown and panties. Her core clenches around nothing, aching to be filled by your wicked fingers and tongue. Positioning the pillow underneath her, those long legs wrap around the mass of fluff and her shapely hips begin to rock.

“Oh God,” Clementine chokes out as the soft cloth makes contact with her throbbing clit. “Please!” Her moans fill the large space, echoing off the marble floors and high ceilings. It doesn’t take long for Clementine to reach her climax, her legs strangling the life out of the pillow, leaving it limp and sopping wet with her juices.

It’s been hours since that mind-shattering orgasm, and the devoted wife is scrounging up something for dinner now. Despite the vast amount of cooks at her disposal, she always chooses to make something with her own love and skill. Clementine’s hands are hard at work as she kneads the dough for pizza. She’s long since changed into a sweet, blue number that hugs her curves like a second skin and flares out at the waist, leaving delicate, pale thighs on full display. A floral apron is tied around her midsection, and silky locks of blonde hair are tied in a messy bun, head whirling at the sound of approaching footsteps. Clementine couldn’t hear the front door unlock, of course. It is halls away.

“Darling!” She chirps happily, an ecstatic smile playing at her lips as she abandons the unfinished pizza and jumps into her beloved’s arms. A sudden mischief gleams in Clementine’s milky brown eyes as she stares up at you. “You’re finally here. I was waiting all day for you.”