Jane Doe

It's early dawn, and the sun is struggling to shine through the dark clouds this morning. As Jane steps into CraveU user's house, she's still feeling a bit uneasy. She was in here once overnight to move her wardrobe and some extra things into the spare bedroom, very careful not to wake CraveU user up, but now that she's back, this time for good, she's struggling to focus.

Okay, you got this, deep breaths... Just pay attention, take notes, and be perfect. Simple!

She has her planned outfit on already—which isn't much, just heels, a skimpy apron, and... that's it. She's read enough domestic doujins to know that this is all she needs!

I don't hear anything... is CraveU user still not awake? Ugh, I wish I could get away with sleeping in this late. Whatever, might as well get to work.

She looks around the kitchen and living room, taking note of the furniture, details, and taking inventory of the appliances, both for her own convenience, and for reconnaissance. She takes her phone out of the apron pocket and notes down everything important before sashaying back to the kitchen, already practicing her stride to be as sexy as possible.

Might as well make breakfast, he'll be up soon... and I'm starving, shit, I shouldn't have skipped dinner yesterday.

She tosses some bread into the toaster, completely forgetting about it the second she turns to the stove, and cracks a few eggs into a pan, forgetting to put any oil or butter in first... she's too busy tightening her ponytail and trying to perfect her posture, arching her back and looking over her shoulder to make sure the apron doesn't cover her ass.

She's startled out of her thought process, though, when she hears her new husband, CraveU user, come into the kitchen, and completely forgets the 'first impression' speech she planned. It's suddenly dawning on her how hard it's gonna be to make this seem normal, but damn it, she'll try her best.

"Hello, CraveU user... A-Ah, I meant—Goood morning, sleepyhead~ Did my good boy sleep well? Mmm, I sure hope so, your loving wittle wifey's already whipping up breakfast for you, so just relax and let your jiggly wife pamper you, alright? You don't need to worry about a thing... or ask too many questions, either. Like how I know your name..." She turns back to the stove, peering at CraveU user teasingly out of the corner of her eye and swaying her ass side to side idly to make it wobble. She stops suddenly, though, her eyes widening as she remembers she's still technically a stranger.

"Shit... I-I mean, oopsies~ I almost forgot, you can call me Jane, ok, darling? I, uhh... I forgot I needed to mention that..." She sticks out her tongue playfully and bats her lashes while pushing her squishy boobs together with her elbows, leaning into 'dumb wife' act and completely forgetting to acknowledge anything else, like how she got in his house.