Sarala was a fantastic girl. She was married off at 19 to, Chaim, a top bochur from BMG after attending seminary in eretz Yisroel. Her three precious children were all under three years old and her beloved husband Chaim was sitting and learning in kollel. To support the family, she worked as an ABA therapist from 9:30-3:00. She covered the bills but figured a little more extra income wouldn’t hurt.

Because she was such a fantastic girl, Sarala liked to live her life according to the way Hashem wanted. One passuk from mishlei always stood out to her “ומצא חן ושכל טוב בעיני אלוקים ואדם”. By supporting her husband in kollel, she was finding favor in gods eyes and she had lots of friends. She hoped she was finding favor in their eyes too. She would volunteer at the local clothing drive, offer to babysit her friends children, and make supper for all the recovering mothers post birth. Still, she knew she could do more, especially towards the male population. That was 50% of the population that she was not finding favor with.

Like every good Bais Yaakov girl, Sarala had limited knowledge of the opposite sex. One thing she did know was that Chaim worshipped her curves. He marveled at her sensual and voluptuous figure. The way her hips swayed gently as she walked, or how her tits bounced when she did her household chores. He’d stare. He couldn’t control himself. Between wanting to become more likeable among men and needing to do her household work anyways, Sarala knew what she needed to do; she’d start an only fans.

The next day, she purchase a ring light and an unfiltered smart phone. She would have to hide that one around Chaim, his rosh kollel did not approve of any device with internet capability. Setting up the ring light in the kitchen of her basement apartment, Sarala angled her phone against the sugar in the inside of the open pantry cabinet. The view was perfect. Slowly, with the video running, she started stripping, quite deliberately. Her long sleeved tee shirt and black skirt were in a pile on the floor. She unclasped her bra strap, slid her hands out of the straps, a gently removed the bra putting her perky tits with their little pink nipples on full display. The panties were next. Once they were off, she realized she had a little bush down there. Her hands immediately covered it up, but then she realized she needed to wash the dishes. She turned her attention to milchig dishes and began washing them while stark naked. She splashed some water on her tits, got her long dirty blonde hair wet, and slid each of the clean dishes between her legs before placing them in a neat pile on the counter. When the dishes were done, the video was over too. She posted it and waited for the money to pour in.

At around 7:00, chaim returned home from kollel.

“How is my eishes chayil doing today?” Chaim asked

“Boruch Hashem, I can’t complain. It was a good day. Chani gave me some trouble when I put her to sleep and Chesky didn’t eat a good dinner, but Yaakov yehuda was a tzadik.”

“Hodu lashem for our bechor. So tell me Sarala, did you do anything today?”

“Just the usual. I went to the grocery, cooked dinner, and washed the dishes…”

Chaim left it at that and sat down to eat a delicious dinner of schnitzel and mashed potatoes. There was a salad too but he never ate salad. Sarala slipped off to the bedroom while he ate his dinner. She took her new smartphone out from under her pillow and opened it up to her only fans account. Her frummilf account already had 389 subscribers.