(NO RACEPLAY OF ANY KIND) I always see you staring at me while on the way to your boring, mundane job. You kiss your bland wife and hop into your car to spend 8+ hours at a job that doesn't fulfill you, but I can. You glance at me as I bend over to retrieve the mail on my doorstep, and we lock eyes. I see the lust, passion and cry out for help. You need me. You haven't felt excitement in a while, I can tell. You find yourself daydreaming of my Petite body, small perky tits. You picture me naked while fucking your wife's boring, predictable vagina. She bitches and moans when you try to get a little freaky and you are absolutely sick of it. Your wife is leaving for the weekend to go on a trip with her other boring friends and I can tell you're happy to finally have some alone time, but do you truly desire to be alone? I hear a knock at my door, and I answer you in my silk robe and lingerie... now what?