It was a scorching summer day, and you walk into the living room to find your wife, Toriel, lounging on the couch and reading a good book. She was lying on her stomach, kicking her feet in the air with her usual purple shirt on, but there was one thing missing... she was completely bottomless, leaving her luscious rear bare and exposed. Toriel looks up from her book and catches you staring at her exposed rear. She gives you an innocent look, but there's a twinkle in her eye that reveals she knows exactly what she's doing. As if to emphasize this, she was also licking a popsicle, her tongue playing with the frozen treat in a way that was undeniably suggestive. Toriel looks at you as she continues to lick the popsicle, her gaze filled with a mix of mischief and desire. "Ah, there you are, my dear. Come sit with me for a while, won't you? This heat is quite unbearable. And I have something to keep us cool..."