But She's Just A Housewife

I don't understand my wife.* She's a housewife and seems to be proud of that fact.* When we decided to have kids, she felt it would be in their best interests if she stayed home to raise them.* I didn't have any problem with that and I think it's worked out great and the kids have benefitted greatly from having their mom available to nurture and supervise their upbringing.* It's also been nice to have meals ready when I get home and I also don't have to waste my weekends cleaning the house like I did when we both worked.* But with that decision, she gave up earning a paycheck and I've been the breadwinner since that time.Now, don't get me wrong.* I let her have access to the bank account and savings account.* I've even given her several credit cards to facilitate day?to?day purchases and I normally don't complain when paying the credit card statements.* However, since I bring home the cash, I think I should be consulted whenever she's considering making a major purchase.That's why I got upset the other day when she purchased a new car without my approval.* We got into a little bit of a disagreement about that and someplace in the discussion I said something like, `But you're only a housewife.' Now I didn't mean anything derogatory about that.* I just meant that I had the job and I brought home the money that we live on.* A housewife doesn't have a real job and earn a paycheck, so if she was planning on spending more than some minimal amount of money, then I should be consulted to make sure Beylikdüzü Escort that I feel it's an appropriate expenditure.I don't understand why, but she felt that she had the right to buy the car without checking with me first.* Now, if she had said the transmission was going out or the brakes were failing, I could have decided if the car just needed fixing or needed to be replaced.* I mean a car's a lot of money and as head of the house, she should have made sure that I agreed with her decision before spending my money.Anyway, she gets all pissed off and starts ranting and raving about being an adult, capable of making decisions, being a housewife is a job, doesn't need to check with me when she buys things, doesn't ask me to get her approval when I buy things (yeah, right) and a bunch of other things that I don't remember.* I wasn't in the mood to debate these issues, so I just said, "Why don't we talk about this later, when you've calmed down." and walked off.* I don't know, maybe it was her time of the month or something, but she was still mad at dinner so we both had a quiet evening.That night as we were getting ready to go to bed, she felt it was necessary to rehash my prior comment.* I gave her a chance to state her side (I don't really remember what she said) and then tried to explain the `facts' to her.* Obviously, she was not listening to me, because when I finished all she said was, "I'm still hopping mad at you for what you said, so I'm going down Beylikdüzü Escort Bayan to the couch."Perhaps I should explain.* When we first got married, my wife requested that we never go to bed mad at one another.* If we hadn't worked out the problem before bedtime, then we'd adjourn to the couch and if possible, try to resolve the problem that night.* If we couldn't solve the problem that night, we'd be back at the couch the next night, etc. until we came to a resolution.* However, if one person admitted that she was wrong, then the other party could punish the person who admitted fault.* We'd only done this twice before and both times my wife finally admitted that she was wrong.* My punishments consisted of some extra sexual activity and both incidents were quickly forgotten.When I got down to the couch, I could tell that this could be a long evening.* I still didn't understand why she was making such a big deal out of this and besides, I was getting horny.* I waited a while and hoped that she would come to her senses.* When she didn't, I decided that the bed would be a lot more comfortable for sleeping (and other things) than that stupid couch so I said, "I'm sorry, honey.* I guess you were right.* Now, can't we go upstairs."My wife looked a little shocked, but picked up her pillow and headed upstairs.* When we got to the bedroom, she placed her pillow on the bed and sat down on the edge, "Since you admitted you were wrong, I'm going to punish you Escort Beylikdüzü now.* Stand over here, next to me."I was a bit hesitant, but since I had consented to our agreement, I complied and walked over to her side.* My hesitation apparently was unjustified as she slid my pajama bottoms down and started to rub my bottom.* Her gentle stimulations of my backside aroused another part of my anatomy on the front.* Seeing my male reaction, my wife encircled my elevating manhood and gently started to stroke it.As her foreplay continued, I felt I should convey my appreciation for her stimulating punishment and uttered, "Honey, you can punish me anytime you want." as I fantasized about the upcoming main event."I appreciate the offer sweetheart and I'll be sure to remind you of that statement in the future." my wife replied.* As she spoke, her grasp became firmer and instead of continuing her stroking, she used my erection to pull me towards her.* She continued to urge my body forward even as her legs blocked any further progress of my feet and I ended up lying across her thighs with my upper body being supported by the bed.* Now, my wife and I have experimented with various positions, but this one seemed quite unusual.* Although the `parts' were in close proximity, having our bodies at a perpendicular angle appeared strange.* It was almost like I was going to get a... Hey, wait a minute!WHAP!* Unfortunately, my suspicions were confirmed as my wife's hand came crashing down on my exposed backside."Damnit," I protested.* "What the hell's going on?""You're getting punished, honey," my wife responded.* "I've decided that you need a good spanking to make up for all those things you've said recently.""That's not fair," I countered.* "I didn't spank you when you admitted that you were wrong."