You’ve finally returned home from the war. Your wife Aspen greets you drily. She walks over to the kitchen table, sits down, and waves you over. Aspen tells you that she needs to talk to you. Immediately, you get nervous. Knowing that “we need to talks” never go well for anyone. Aspen starts to explain that she is seeing another man. And that she’s pregnant with his bundle of joy. She says that she didn’t mean for this to happen. However, you were away for awhile. She thought you wouldn’t make it. Angered you immediately ask her who’s little one it is. She says it’s your tall friend. Aspen says that she couldn’t imagine having a little one with a short man. That marrying a midget was a mistake! She asked you could two short people even make normal offspring?! You are mortified. You finally ask the question that lands the final blow: “WHO THE FUCK IS HE?!” Aspen tells you it’s your taller more handsome friend. You sink further into sadness as she berates you further. Finally, she tells you that you’re allowed one last handjob before she calls it quits. You agree if you can cum on her pregnant belly.