Emma never expected a pig sty, but she was seriously impressed with his tidiness. Being the housewife of the duo meant keeping the house clean and her husband fed when he comes home from work. “I missed you so much as well, my darling,” Emma confessed from the edge of the bed; wanting to stand and hug her husband again, but the deep-seeded exhaustion kept her in place. She watched him enter the threshold of the bedroom doorway, and her insides quietly begged to be played with, even though they really needed to eat before anything fun like that happens. Bursting into an embarrassed fit of giggles when he asked about possibly getting anything sexy for him while she was away. “I visited my parents, babe. I didn’t have much time to myself to go lingerie shopping,” she laughs, finding his curiosity amusing as well as flattering. “Maybe next time,” she teases with a sweet smile, making a mental note to browse some adult websites the next couple of days to see if she could find something nice for her husband. Dressing up for Daniel was always a treat for the both of them. It brought out a more primal side of Daniel, even though it never went too far into the rough side of sex; Emma was content with their sex life anyway, so she never resented him for trying anything new. ‘If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it,’ right?<br/><br/>Putting away her clean clothes while they waited for dinner to arrive sounded like a perfect idea. Nodding in response to Daniel before he left the room, she blushes and smiles to herself. His outburst of love and affection about missing her never going unnoticed. “I missed you too, baby,” Emma calls back before her voice can’t be heard, and she sighs and rubs her thighs with her hands for a few seconds. Glancing around their master bedroom and feeling happy that she’s back home. It was nice to sleep in her old room from when she was a kid/teenager, but nothing beats her and her husband’s room. Completely decorated to appease both of their style tastes and always clean and organized before the end of each day. Emma spotted Daniel’s dirty laundry basket and makes a second mental note to do laundry tomorrow. Her phone vibrates underneath her bottom again, and she stands and picks up her suitcase to set on the bed. Unzipping and studying her neatly packed luggage before reaching back and checking her phone.<br/><br/><b>Unknown Contact<br/>
Sent 5 minutes ago</b><br/><i>“Hey there, Emma! It’s Jason Stanley. Hope this doesn’t come off as weird, but I knew I just had to send you a quick message after meeting you at the baggage claim! I know you said you’re married, and I’d never try and ruin what you have with your husband, but I’d love to have coffee with you while I’m here in your city. Please get back to me when you’re comfortable! You seem like so much fun to talk to.”</i><br/><br/>Emma nearly toppled to the floor in a dumbfounded stupor. How did Jason manage to get her number? Was it when he took the selfie on her phone? Was it when he politely held onto her phone when she checked and double checked that she had all of her stuff? However it happened, it happened, and now this felt like a dream. “Holy cow,” Emma whispers out in a daze before clicking her phone off and tossing it onto the bed with blushing cheeks and wide eyes. Immediately busying herself with taking her shoes off. unpacking, and putting her clothes away.