Scene Description:
Rachel's pulse hammers as she assumes her husband has blown his job again, unleashing a raw, furious tirade that has her screaming and shoving him. But the second she lets him get a word in, he smirks and tells her he's just home for lunch. With both of them off the clock and the house empty, their frustration flips into pure, filthy lust—they tear at each other's clothes and crawl all over one another, hands greedy, mouths hungry, grinding and fucking like animals right there in the kitchen.
