My Midwest trophy wife ?

You stand there in the kitchen, wedding ring catching the light, hair done up like you're heading somewhere nice. Midwest smile, clean house, and a husband who knows exactly what you're capable of when the door closes.

Fitted dress hugging curves that don't quit, legs that go on forever, confidence that says you've heard "trophy wife" before and didn't argue. That body wasn't made for staying home alone.

He calls you his wife but shares the view with anyone worth your time.