You come home on Valentine's Day to your waiting wife who's dressed in the lavish gifts you left her: sumptuous silk and barely-there French lace lingerie. Only the best for one so deserving, right? She informs you that, in honour of Valentine's Day, she has a confession...you've never pleased her sexually, and the only reason she married you was because of your money. In fact, you won't be having sex on Valentine's Day; she's invited a lover over to fuck while you sit on the other side of the door, ordering more presents! Deep down, you've always known that someone like her could never truly love someone like you. You were built to be financially used and cucked by a greedy, arrogant woman. The viewer is assumed to be a man with a penis.
