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Concerned

... "Before you go off, let me remind you that my father is a lawyer and if you leave me, you know Seth and I will get it all, everything, and you'll have nothing." She warned. "How long have you two been at this?" I asked. "That's not somthing you need to know. What you do need to know is that Seth and I have decided that certain things need to change." She said. "Like what?" I asked angrily. "Well, first of all that we're going to have this baby and yes, it is mine and Seth's. Second, that Seth is going to move into this room and share my bed with me, you'll sl**p in his bed from now on." She said. "Like hell I will!" I exclaimed. "And third, if you refuse, Seth and I will move into an apartment together and sue you for every fucking penny." She said f***efully. "This is crazy, you're my wife for--" "Yes, and you're my husband, and will continue to be, but my primary husband and lover now will be Seth. We've decided that your role will be that of the provider. Seth and I will stay home and make babies, we've already decided we want three more c***dren." She said. "You're telling me I don't even get to sl**p with my own wife?" I said in disbelief. "No, I'm sorry, Seth and I will be sl**ping in this bed from now on." She looked towards the door. "Seth, love, are you there?" She called. My son came into the room with a duffle bag full of his belongings. He looked at his mom and me. "Sorry, dad." He said with a grin. "Honey, why don't you go in and wash up before you come to ...

... bed." She said. My stomach was sick. My wife looked at me sternly. "If you don't mind, I'd like to be alone with the father of my c***d. Get your things and go to your room." She commanded. "Honey, please...let's talk about this." I pleaded. "There's nothing to talk about. I'm sorry dear, but you're no longer head of the house." She said. "I'll try harder, I swear." I said desperately. "Sweetie, no! You can try all you want but you'll never be half the man that Seth is in bed. You can't please me, you don't have the stamina or the staying-power. Like it or not, you don't have a tool big enough for the job...and your son does." It was like a knife to the heart. I rolled out of bed and started collecting my things. Seth came out of the bathroom and took the vaccant spot next to his mother on the bed. She was all over him in an instant, pulling him over against her enormous breasts. "There's my new hubby. Come here and love on your pregnant wife." She said. It was all like a bad dream. I looked at the two of them covered in blankets. I could tell my son was taking position between his mother's legs. I could hear them kissing, panting heavily. My wife peeked up from the blankets, looking at me. "Sweetie, can you turn off the light and close the door on your way out?" She asked. I could only nod obediently. That night I lay on my new bed in my new room listening to the screams coming from the room I once shared with my wife. My wife's howls echoed through the house. "That's it, baby, ...