James opened the door and quickly threw off his coat and shoes and dropped his keys. He was looking forward to relaxing after a long day at work and, with Amber at her sister's for the weekend, he had the house to himself. The silence of the apartment was disrupted when the computer speakers resounded the familiar tone of an incoming Skype call.

James rushed to the computer and, seeing Kendra was calling, quickly answered. He worried about why she might be calling. Had Amber not made it to her house yet? He was relieved when Amber's face, not Kendra's, appeared on the screen.

"Hey, babe. I just wanted to let you know I'm here. I thought you might be getting home about now."

It may have been the moment of worry, but James recognized again in that moment how beautiful his wife was. Her hair was pulled into a ponytail with a few strands hanging loose at the front, framing her lovely face. She looked to be wearing a simple white V-neck t-shirt, revealing just a hint of cleavage.

"I just walked in the door, actually."

"Oh, so you haven't found my gift yet?"

James' curiosity was suddenly piqued. "I haven't, but the first thing I did was answer this call."

"I'm touched." Amber giggled. James knew that snicker. It meant Amber knew something that James didn't. What was she up to? "Go look in the fridge. I'll wait," she said, grinning.

James dashed to the kitchen and saw a box, a little larger than a soccer ball, sitting in the refrigerator. He grabbed it and carried it back to the computer, overcome with anticipation and excitement. "You didn't have to get me a gift. What is it?" His voice gave away his apprehension. Knowing Amber, there could be anything in that box.

"Open it." He unwrapped it and, removing the lid, noticed another box inside, just a little smaller than the first. "That box is, well let's call it a trust exercise." Inside the box, James found a large, thick, creamy banana cream pie. He picked up the pie out of the box, raising his eyebrows and waiting for explanation. "I have a surprise for you, but in order to get it, you have to do what I tell you. Do we have a deal?"

"What do I have to do?"

"To get the big surprise, all you have to do is smash that pie in your face," Amber explained, grinning.

"I have to give myself a pie-in-the-face? How do I know you would give me my 'big surprise'? And besides, how do I even know it's something I would want?"

"That's why this is a trust exercise. If that pie hits your face, you will get your surprise, and trust me it's something you want. Do you trust me?" Amber asked, rhetorically. She leaned closer to the screen and whispered, "Pie yourself in the face, James."

Without another thought, James held the pie with both hands and forcefully smashed it into his own face. Cream dripped into his lap, crust sliding down his nose and cheeks. Though he was presently blinded, he heard the unmistakable sound of his sister-in-law laughing. "Oh, James, I love you," Kendra said between chuckles, leaning in to the video frame. "I told you he would do it!" She boasted to Amber.

"Ugh, fine," Amber began. "Alright, James, you earned your surprise."

James, finding a towel and cleaning himself off as best as he could, sat back down at the computer and asked, "So what is this big surprise? I hope it's worth it!"

"Well, Kendra apparently thinks you and she should have revenge for the little TV show audition I pushed you into. I swore you'd never trust me again after that," Amber said with a giggle.

"Proved her wrong, didn't we?" Kendra interjected, laughing again. Then she disappeared out of the video frame.

"So your big surprise is your revenge for my 'evil trickery,' as Kendra calls it."

With that, the camera was repositioned and centered on a kiddy pool, sitting in the center of Kendra's kitchen. Amber sat in the middle of the pool and, giving a heavy sigh, resigned to her fate. "Say, James, would you like something to clean off all that cream from your hair? Maybe some water?"

From above the frame, a deluge of water poured down over Amber, splashing off her face and drenching her shirt, making it virtually see-through. "There, do you feel better now? You have revenge."

"What?! That's it?" James asked, astonished. That's not even close to the amount of mess he had to endure.

Kendra chimed in from off-camera, "C'mon, Amber, you know you owe him more than that. What else have you got?"

Amber gave a faint smile, shook her head and said, "I don't know." With that, green slime poured down from above over Amber's hair and face, dripping down to her shoulders and breasts. She cleared the slime out of her eyes and said, "I hope you appreciate this, babe."

James was trying to take it all in, enjoying this moment of revenge. Granted, it was Amber's doing and not his own, but it still felt good and looked good. The site of his wife covered in slime was, surprisingly, turning him on rapidly.

"Alright, one final thought before I let you go relax for the evening," Amber said with a coy grin. "You know how you love when I wear pink?"

"Yeah, why does he like that color on you so much?" Kendra asked from off-screen.

"You know, Kendra, I don't know." Pink slime poured down over Amber and she looked up to meet it. The slime flowed over her face and neck. Her features were completely immersed in pink, and she sat there, seemingly unrecognizable, for a few seconds before clearing her mouth and eyes. "Okay, James, are we even?"

"Okay, we're even."

"Thanks for pieing yourself, James, so we could get even with her. You looked cute covered in cream," Kendra grinned, leaning in to the frame again.

Amber blew James a kiss and said, "I love you, James. Have a good night, babe!" and hung up the call. James was incredibly turned on, not just at the site of his wife covered in slime, but also at the pure romance and endearment in her voice. He stood up and made a beeline for the bathroom to finish cleaning up.

The bathroom door was slightly ajar and on it, Amber had left a note.


"I love you, James



Love, Amber"


was written in her pretty penmanship. He smiled and pushed the door open and walked into the bathroom. He knew what had happened as soon as he felt cold on the top of his head. He looked up, only to have his face enveloped in green slime. It ran down his cheeks and dripped to the floor. After clearing his face, he found that Amber had set up a bucket on top of the door.

In that moment, he couldn't be more turned on, or more in love with his wife.