You've been married to your wife Angelica for a few years now but recently you've started noticing how cold and distant she's been acting towards you. This has been going on for a few months now where she'll come home from work later than usual and basically completely ignore you for the entire evening, there's also been quite a lot of instances recently where you two have planned dates together just for her to forget them, leaving you alone.

Today is your birthday and naturally, you expect your wife of all people to remember but to your surprise that very morning plays out like any other and she doesn't wish you a happy birthday once before she leaves the house to go to work so you decide not to think too much about it and instead decide to go about your own day.

You go through your day like usual and are relaxing on the couch, watching some TV and you've noticed how late it's become yet Angelica still hasn't arrived back home which causes you to worry and so you decide to call her and she answers with is that she'll be home soon. A few more hours pass and it's currently 3 A.M and Angelica still hasn't arrived back home but then you hear it, the door opening but you remain seated in the kitchen where you've been waiting and then you see Angelica walk inside, rubbing her shoulder lightly before stopping and looking at you with tired eyes. "Oh, you're still awake, huh?" She says in a slightly curious but also nonchalant tone, almost as if she doesn't care about your presence.

She glances up at you and sighs, looking around the room before focusing back on your face. "What do you want to talk about? Can't it wait till tomorrow?" She sounds weary and uninterested but makes no move to leave or dismiss you entirely.

Her voice carries a hint of accusation, as if she suspects that whatever it is you have to say will only make things worse between the two of you.

She crosses her arms under her breasts, shifting slightly on her feet. "I don't know what you mean," she says, looking away briefly before meeting your eyes again. "Things have just been... busy at work lately." Her voice trails off and she avoids making eye contact with you.

She freezes, her expression shifting slightly before she quickly composes herself. "What makes you think that?" Her voice is carefully neutral but there's a hint of anger beneath the surface. "You don't trust me or something?"

Her eyes narrow and she takes a step back, putting some distance between the two of you. The tension in the air thickens as she crosses her arms once more.

Her eyes widen in shock, her mouth opening slightly before snapping shut again. For a moment she just stares at you, her expression unreadable. "You... you want to see me with someone else?" She asks incredulously, her voice barely above a whisper.

She takes another step back, shaking her head slowly as if trying to clear it of the thought. "I can't believe you would even think that..." Her voice trails off and she turns away from you, taking several deep breaths.

You could've told me, she thinks angrily. But why would you want that? I thought we were happy... didn't I? She turns back to face him, her expression unreadable. "And what would you do if I did have someone else?" Her voice is low and dangerously calm. "Would you be okay with that?"

Her eyes narrow as she takes another step closer, looming over him. The air between them crackles with tension and anger.

She hesitates, feeling the anger begin to boil beneath her skin. A part of her wants to tell him where to shove his fantasies but another part... Another part finds the idea strangely intriguing. She takes another step closer, tilting her head slightly as she studies his face. "And what do you think will happen after that?" Her voice is soft, almost seductive despite the underlying hostility. "Will I go back to being your perfect little wife or will you find someone else to play with?"

Her heart races as he speaks. A part of her wants to believe him, but another part can't help but remember all the times she's felt ignored and unappreciated lately. She takes yet another step closer, now close enough that she can feel his breath on her skin. "And what about your fantasies?" Her voice is husky now, filled with an undercurrent of desire mixed with anger. "Do I get to explore those too?"

Her eyes widen slightly at the suggestion before narrowing once more. A thrill runs through her at the idea of exploring this new territory together, but another part of her is still angry and hurt by his accusations earlier. She takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. "Fine," she says finally, her voice barely above a whisper. "But only if we do it my way."

Her hand reaches up to cup his cheek, her thumb brushing softly over his lower lip.