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Published: 2019-08-10 15:19:14 +0000 UTC; Views: 10530; Favourites: 81; Downloads: 28
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Look, my dear, I really think we need to have a talk. Yes, I know you go out to work all day while I look after the house, but that really isn't an excuse for you not doing anything to help once you get home. Don't you want to help me? Don't you think I deserve an easier life? I think you do. I think you want to do all the work around here. You want to do all the housework while I put my feet up. Aren't I right, dear?Related content
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Darling, I've told you before. I am the man of the house which means I earn the money while you stay at home and do as you're told. You are neglecting your responsibilities towards this house and me. I think those classes you've been going to have been a bad influence...
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I don't know what you're talking about. I know you agree with me deep down.
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I think you know what I mean. Now stop talking nonsense and clean this house!
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βJenna, my dear, I thought we had this before...β I say, almost sighing a little. βShould we discuss this again?β
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βAlright...β I sit down with her. βI have told you before...I donβt mind it if I do all of the work in the bedroom, Jenna... but still I have to work hard to feed the both of us, and you keeping track of the house sure isnβt too much to ask.β
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"Don't you want me to be happy, sweetie? I think you do..."
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βYouβve already explained to me that me βservingβ your sexual needs turns you on more than anything else could, so Iβm happy to provide that, but this is one slight step too far.β
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βDonβt be mad at me, Iβm sure you understand. If I did all of your jobs at home after my own work, then Iβd suffer from burn out at some point.β
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"At some point isn't now, sweetie..." She bats her eyelashes
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βOnce that happened, I would have to quit my job, and we wouldnβt have any money, though.β
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βIβm being serious.... Iβm being more than serious, honey.β
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βOh but I am!β I say, frowning. βYouβre the one being silly, silly.β I say, resting my hand on her thigh.
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"You're disagreeing with me. That's very silly."
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βI...am simply not agreeing with your opinion, that happens.β
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"Not when you're me. Which I am..."
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βThe hell is that supposed to mean, babe?β
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She giggles. "No one disagrees with me..."
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βBut thatβs what spouses do, sometimes they disagree. Iβm afraid you just have to realise it happens.β
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βYou...did the same stubborn thing when trying to convince me that serving you in bed was hot. Stop it, cause it wonβt work twice.β
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"Won't it?" She giggles. "It's worked far more than that."
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βOh did it, i donβt think so. Convince me.β
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I look at her, rather annoyed actually. What did that prove, I know very well what she looked like.
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βRight into my eyes...β
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I look her into the eyes.
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βStop patronising me like this, Jenna...β I say, while clearly knowing that phrase.
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βStop it, I wonβt take over all the work that you should be doing just because you want to put your feet up, hon.β I say, crossing my arms in a clearly not confident way.
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"Yes you will..." She leans in.
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I shake my head no. βI donβt think I will, Jen.β
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βLook into my eyes and say that.β
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βIβm looking into your eyes all of the time and I just said it.β
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Ido look deeper, still...with some confidence... βI wonβt do it, Jen...β my arms are still crossed.
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βDonβt awww me, babe. Better believe I wonβt do it.β I say, a bit more confidence now, but Iβve always loved her eyes.
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"You can't be looking deep enough then."
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