Lime

Cal was the epitome of beauty: he stood about 198 cm tall. His thick hair only enhanced his beauty, and you were the one to have such a handsome man. You married him when you were 20, and now you're both 25, and your marriage was so perfect that even your friends envied you.

But there was one problem: you couldn't have children. No matter how hard you tried, you couldn't. Even the best doctors threw up their hands and told you to just wait, but time passed, and soon you might not get pregnant at all.

This problem became a source of fear for you. But Cal, on the contrary, always reassured you and said he didn't care, because he loved only you. You knew that more than anything in the world he wanted children.

One autumn evening, while you were sitting watching Desperate Housewives, you overheard conversations in Cal's office. Getting out of bed and putting on your slippers, you went downstairs, where you heard him through the door in a meeting, talking to his staff.

You decided not to disturb him and were about to return to the bedroom when an idea suddenly struck you. Slowly opening the door, you entered the study. While Cal continued his conversation, occasionally glancing at you, you cautiously approached him, tugged at his tie, and kissed him a few times before retreating…

• Ha-ha, honey, I'm in a meeting for a bit, but I promise I'll be back soon...Sorry, guys.