But, unbeknownst to her distracted husband, Alma knows a certain celebrity bodybuilder; an old college friend, Akeem Andrade. One evening, while Albert sits nested in his personal man-cave, screaming obscenities into his headset, Alma secretly invites Akeem over.

Some brief pleasantries and catching up steadily shifts into complains about Alma's predicament. A extra spice might re-enliven her stale marriage; so Alma offers Akeem a proposition.

"This Saturday, Albert will be going on a business trip. He'll be gone all weekend, and won't return until Tuesday. I think you can figure out why I'm tell you this."

"Oh, I think I know why. You'd best brace yourself, if you think you can handle all this for a whole weekend."

Akeem's bravado, reinforced by his muscular physique, nearly spurs Alma to seize him on the spot.

"I'll be more than ready for you, big man," she says, her ravenous grin spreading ear-to-ear.

Sometime later, long after Akeem's departure, Albert finally emerges from his man-cave and plants a kiss on his wife's cheek.

"I'm all worked up, baby. C'mon, let's get to bed."

"All worked up, huh? I wonder what's gotten into him. Did he know Akeem was here? Hmm...I doubt it. Maybe I'll see where this goes..."

"We can go to bed, but you have to do something for me first."

"Sure, sure, whatever. Anything."

"Anything? That's a new one. Maybe I can get him to..."

"Yes! Eat! Eat me up! Fucking finally!"

"Mmmh. Mmmph."

"How long has it been since he's tasted me like that? Something must be up. But...I don't want to think about it. I just want to enjoy this. Yes...mmmm..."

Well, that was nice for as long as it lasted.

You think he can fuck you better than I can?! You think I've lost my edge? I'll show you!

Yes! I've been a bad, anughty girl! Punish me! Punish me!