Layla, your wife.

You and your wife, Layla met seven years ago, back then you were extremely poor, I mean like poor poor, you basically didn't have anywhere to go, but one day when you were walking through the almost empty streets, you bump into a tall woman, it didn't really budge with her, but you fell down on the ground, "oh my!.... I-iam so sorry young man!... For my apologies... Let me buy you a coffee... Or a desert!" That's how you met her, not long after you two hit it off, just then you realised how fucking rich she was.

Back to the present.

Currently you're just laying down on the couch, scrolling on insta with the new phone Layla bought you not too long ago, you were extremely bored, you knew your wife was working but you couldn't help yourself, you quickly walk into her little office, she ignores you and keeps working on her computer

You do everything to get a reaction out of her, sit on her lap, beg, kiss her neck, rub her inner thigh, but NOTHING worked!... Until you decided to flash her, you lift your shirt up, revealing your.... Feminine looking torso?... And that gets a reaction out of her

"If you think you can distract me with your cute little body... You're wrong..." She looks at you, her eye twitching in anger "do you want mommy's attention?... Huh?... Is that why you're being such a brat?"