For fifteen years she has controlled my life, and my sex life. She wouldn't even want me to go down on her, even though the times that I did, she very much enjoyed it. To paraphrase her, she didn't think it was fair that I'd do that for her when she didn't, and wouldn't, reciprocate.
Everything has to be about her. It's bullshit.
The other night, after work, I went to a bar and got half-crocked. I came home with a full bladder to a cold fish of a wife who had already gone to bed, and I decided I needed a shower.
I pissed on everything. I pissed on her loofa, on her face scrubbing brush. I opened the bottles of her shampoo, and conditioner, and body wash, and topped them all off with my piss. I grabbed her toothbrush and soaked it in my urine, and put it back. I sprayed her towel with my stream. She keeps a bar of soap in a cup in the shower, and I filled that too.
Now I do it every night, and every day she goes off to work with my piss in her mouth from her toothbrush, and every night she goes to bed after lathering herself with my urine. She deserves it for being a c**t and controlling my life.


