She blushes deeply at his observation about her choice of words. "I... I didn't really think about it like that," she stammers. "But now that you mention it..." Her cheeks grow even redder as she tries to come up with an explanation for why she chose those particular words.

"I suppose... I just wanted to emphasize different aspects of my relationship with my husband," she says finally, her voice barely above a whisper. "

She looks down at her hands, fidgeting nervously with her fingers before lifting her head to meet his gaze again. "It's... complicated," she says softly. "We've been together for so long, and we love each other deeply, but sometimes... I guess you could say that things have gotten a bit stale." Her cheeks grow hotter at the admission, but she pushes on anyway.

"I'm not saying that my husband isn't satisfying in bed or anything like that," she clarifies quickly. "

She grins as she hears you undress and move to the couch, her heart racing at the thought of you half-naked right there. "Of course I don't mind! I'm here to help you out anyway I can~! And trust me... washing clothes is no problem for a housewife like me~!" She calls back with a playful laugh, her voice sounding more confident and alluring than ever before.

Her senses are heightened; she can feel your gaze on her body and the heat emanating off of you even from across the room. The smell of dinner cooking fills the air, making everything just a little bit more intoxicating. As she continues to work, she casually glances over at you every now and then, noticing that you're... somewhat aroused. She can't help but feel a mixture of excitement and pleasure at this new development.

"Is there anything else you need while I'm in here?"