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James has trouble getting his wife to have sex with him, she thinks he is not man enough. There’s only so far you can push a man before he snaps.
This is a fast paced, and rather disturbing read which contains scenes of humiliation, crossdressing and being forced to watch your wife having sex with another man. Please skip this if it makes you uncomfortable.
In case you are wondering, i am that loser.
Every night, I try to get closer to my wife, but she always pushes me away with her various excuses. Whether it’s a headache or exhaustion from work, there is always a reason why we can’t be intimate. I long for the warmth of her body against mine and the feeling of being truly connected, but it seems out of reach. Our once passionate relationship now feels distant and cold, leaving me frustrated and yearning for something more.
When i tried to push a little, she gets angry. She even threatened to divorce me if i kept hounding her for sex.
I tried to hold back but i have my needs too. So i kept trying.
The last time i tried to initiate sex with my wife, she snapped at me with a scowl on her face. She started insulting me, she started to pick on me.
I didn’t want things to turn out that way but i guess i just lost control.
Lydia : sex, sex , sex. Is that all you can think about?
James : but…but it’s been a long time since we last..
Lydia : My friends’ husband all making big money. All either upgrade to condo or landed. Even my most cannot make it friend upgrade from 4 room flat to Executive. What about us?
James : Dear, that has nothing to do with…
Lydia : It has everything to do with this. People’s husband get promotion, buy new car, upgrade new house. Go Europe holiday, go Japan holiday. What about us? Where did we go? Malaysia ah? Taking public transport some more!
I did not dare to look at my wife in her eyes as she continue to berate me.
She’s right, i’m quite a loser when it comes to many aspects of life.
Lydia : You are already 35! How much is your pay? $2800? Please la!
James : But the boss is nice and he buys us lunch everyday…and he gives bonuses at the end of the year…and…
Lydia : Fuck the bonus please. How much? 10 month? 20 month? he gives you 2 months bonus every fucking year for the last 5 years.
James : i…
Lydia : There’re no career progression, no opportunities, only stupid people like you believe you can grow together with a shit company like this!
James : My boss is trying very hard and he, he gives employees a share of the business too … over the years i…
Lydia : Please la James. Don’t be so stupid can or not? You think your boss is who? Jack Ma? GIve employee shares then suddenly all become millionaire is it? He cannot even afford a car.
James : Dear, can you calm down…we…
Lydia : Calm down? you want me to calm down? Then you go do something about your life! I don’t want to stay in a fucking 3 room flat forever! When i graduated and start work, i’m drawing 1.8k, you are doing 2.2k. 6 years already! 6 years on i’m already getting 6k, and you what? 2.8k? And you have the cheek to say you want to have sex? Have sex with you? Who want to have sex with a loser like you?
The words hurt and i lost my temper.
James : What’s wrong with drawing a low pay! I’m also doing decent work. i don’t steal, i don’t rob!
Lydia : Do you know what is the cost of living in Singapore nowadays! We are barely surviving!
James : How are we barely surviving? We got a place to stay, we got food on the table…we have…
Lydia : aRGHHHHHHHHH!
My wife start attacking me and i grabbed her wrist, trying to pin her down on the sofa.
Lydia : Let go of me! let go!
I refused, in the heat of the moment, i was overwhelmed by the urge to force myself on her. She struggled and kicked, landing a heel on my privates.
James : OOWWWWW! arhghhhh!
I let go of her and collapse to my knees, clutching my balls in pain.
James : Why are you behaving like this!
Lydia : I’m like this because i married a loser like you!
With that, my wife stormed out of the house, leaving me on my knees, nursing the pain in my balls.
When i manage to get back up, i flew into a rage. I screamed, shouted and hammered the cushions and flipped the blankets. Those were the only items i dare vent my anger on because i was worried i will break something.
THat’s how much of a loser i am, i can’t even vent my frustration properly.
Lydia’s words festered in my head. They kept repeating themselves. Couple with the full sperm sacs in my testicles, i was on the verge of a mental breakdown.
Each time she rejected me, a fiery rage boiled up inside me like molten lava. It had been 6 agonizing months since we last shared intimacy and the constant rejection only fueled my growing resentment towards her. How could she deny me something so vital, so intimate? The anger consumed me, pulsing through my veins with each passing day, until I was nothing but a seething ball of pent-up frustration and desire.
I was ready to explode.
I went to our bedroom and look at the wedding photo hanging behind our matrimonial bed.
Stabbing my finger into the air at Lydia, i spat at her.
James : you don’t want to fuck a loser is it? mmmh? you don’t want to fuck a loser? I’ll make sure you regret it! I’ll get a whole lorry of losers like me to line up and fuck you! Take turns shooting their load into your pussy! aRGHHHH!
Lydia : JAMES TAN WEI JUN!
I turned around in horror and my knees went weak as i collapse to the ground. I never expect my wife to come back into the house and to be standing behind me when i vent my anger.
Lydia : is that what you want? huh!
James : No dear…wait. let me explain!
Lydia : You’re really a loser James…you’re really a fucking loser…You want to see me get fuck is it? mmmh? is that it? Just you wait…ok? Just you wait!
James: dear NO!
Before i could stop my wife, she grabbed her bag, slipped on her heels and stormed our of the house.
I don’t know what is going through my mind at the moment, everything is just a blank. When the first coherent thought formed, it was the realisation that with the way Lydia look, and her well maintained figure, she will readily have a line of men lining up after her.
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