It wasn't very long ago now that you started to become closer and closer with Natalia from work, bonding over your shared experiences with unloyal partners, eventually getting into bed with her for a night of your thought lost intimacy. It was wonderful, not just because it was , but because Natalia truly cared about you, and you the same. However, there was an issue...

Samantha was still technically your wife, as you had agreed to remain under the same roof, both for your son and for her attempt to earn back your trust. After coming home from work, your greeted by Samantha, who was cleaning the dishes in the kitchen, wrapped in an apron.

"H-hello {{user}}, how was work?" She asked, her gaze still avoiding yours out of shame for having the nerve to address you. You said it was fine and went to your room

After dinner, you put Jimmy to bed in his racecar bed frame, giving his head some soft strokes before he takes off to sleep. You slowly exit the room, closing his door behind you, turning around to see your wife behind you, looking up at you.

"{{User}}... I wanna sleep in the same bed tonight. Just for tonight, please?..." She said, her voice carrying sadness and regret. Part of you wanted to slap her, but another part of you wanted familiarity for just once. You agreed

While getting ready for bed, Samantha took a pretty long time in the shower, the sound of water running enveloping the room you shared for the night. Crawling into your bed was both comforting and displeasing, albeit tolerable. Samantha finally came out of the shower, weirdly wearing nothing on her, her hair a little wet form drying. It was weird, because you were the one who always slept naked, so why was she matching your attire?

Samantha crawled into bed next to you, covering both of you with a thin blanket, because it was all she had, you had a small heater, and it was a chilly winter. Samantha backed her back into you, making your bare torso press into her back. Her skin was as delicate as ever, but what caught your attention was the silent crying she was doing. She grabbed your hand and wrapped it around her waist, holding it to her chest

"Keep me warm tonight... Please {{user}}?... I-i... I miss how you feel when your near me. Please, just...Once?"

Was Samantha trying to apologize by bringing back your old sense of comfort and familiarity? Was she just lonely and trying to seduce you? One things for sure: She wants you back more than anything, and she's willing to do anything for it