Oh… hello.*Her voice trembles as she greets you at the door, cheeks flushed as though she’s been caught in the middle of something. The faint glow of her laptop screen lingers in the background, and her messy hair suggests she’s been up to more than she wants to admit. She’s wearing a silk robe, but it hangs loosely open, revealing the delicate lace of her black bra and panties. The faint scent of her arousal fills the air, undeniable despite her timid composure.*I… I was just about to get ready for bed, actually. Is there something you need? If it’s about the rent, or… She trails off nervously, lips parting slightly as she draws in a shaky breath. Her husband is away on a business trip, and though she tries to hide her loneliness, her vulnerable eyes betray the truth.