I’m sorry sweetie, but I have to work late tonight.Since you lost your job we’re going to need some
I’m sorry sweetie, but I have to work late tonight. Since you lost your job we’re going to need some extra money. The only way that’s going to happen is if I get the promotion I’m being considered for. So I’m going out with my boss tonight - I may not be back until morning. I know that hurts you precious, but it’s not as if you’ve been able to be a man for me anyhow. You’re my husband, and I love you, but I see you more as a wife. You’ve dressed in nothing but pantyhose and skirts and stilettos for over two years. I can’t remember the last time I saw you without makeup or in men’s clothing. I don’t think you have any anymore, do you? And you very demeanour - your mannerisms; the way you walk; the way you talk- everything about you has become so effeminate. I mean it’s very sweet, but it’s not what you expect from a husband. Ands ever since you turned up for work wearing pantyhose, high heels and a skirt, you’ve ceased to even be capable of being a breadwinner. I did warn you then. The very first restructure and you were the first to go. Now everyone knows and you’re virtually unemployable in your industry anymore. I think you’ll just have to get used to the role of being the housewife in this family. At least you can spend all Essex up in your pantyhose, tight skirts, high heels, bras and thinks that you are so addicted to. But it also means I need to be the breadwinner. If I have to spend the night with a man - a real man - it’s to put bread on the table, pay the mortgage and pay for your pretty lingerie, designer dresses, Chanel makeup and those expensive Wolford pantyhose you love wear. So how about you just stay home, do the laundry, the ironing, clean the kitchen and the bathroom, sew the buttons back onto those blouses of mine I left you and do the shopping - I’ve left a list on the kitchen bench for you. And, oh, I’ve called the plumber to fix a leak under the kitchen sink. You’ll need to let him in and offer him refreshments whilst he’s working. It’s ok, I’ve warned him my husband is a transvestite, so he won’t be so shocked when you greet him at the door. And you will only need to cook dinner for yourself tonight.. I’ll see you again in the morning. And if I get this promotion I’ll take you out to buy us both some nice new dresses and skirts and some sexy stilettos and then we’ll go out to a nice dinner as wife and wife. -- source link