Posted by skywatcher on January 14, 2007 at 11:28 [68.35.56.242]
Why would one’s wife tell her husband that she filled her pants by accident when she probably did it on purpose?
I met Lisa in college when we were both in our early twenties. We were lovers on and off for years. During all that time I never revealed my fetish to her, and she never mentioned anything having to do with pooping. Her britches were always clean and dry and she never had accidents.
We got married when we were in our late twenties. After that, I discovered that my wife had a fairly dirty mind and would do almost anything in the bedroom, so we explored many fantasies and fetishes, always with great relish and enjoyment. By the time we reached our middle thirties, I finally revealed my secret fetish. Lisa wasn’t the least bit grossed out, and indulged herself in a lot of very sexy teasing about it, but never explicitly said she would fulfill that fantasy for me.
But then, just a few months afterwards, she started having “accidents.” During the few years we remained together, there were two. One of them happened at home, in the morning, while she was in the baby’s room. She was getting him ready for daycare, but was still in her undies and had not yet put on her business suit. I heard her shout, “Oh my God! I’ve never done that before!” I wondered if she was okay and went into the hall. I saw her dash by me with a fat load in her panties as she went into the bathroom. She cleaned up and got ready for work, but left her underwear – rinsed out but still stained – hanging over the shower curtain where I could examine them. She claimed it was an accident, but we had great sex that night.
Another incident took place while we were on a road trip in the Southwest. Lisa had to go, and waited a long time to find a bathroom. We finally found a gas station and pulled in. I was pumping gas and the attendant told her that the bathroom was way over there, a porta-potty at the end of a big dirt field where eighteen-wheelers turned around. She started to walk, almost running, but stopped halfway and just let go. She waddled back to the car with a big fat bulge in her jeans, the kind that would drive any of us wild. It was beautiful, and more or less in public (the gas station guys could have seen, though they did not seem to be looking). She grabbed a roll of toilet paper and some clean clothes and waddled back to the porta-potty to clean up. Again she said it was just an accident, but again we had great sex that night.
It is possible that these were indeed accidents, given the circumstances. But it seems strange to me that I had known her for years and years, and lived with her for seven years with no hint of accidents, and then there would be two of them right after I revealed my fetish.
Why would she deny doing it on purpose? Do you think it might just be because women like to appear mysterious, seductive, and spontaneous??? That’s the only reason I can think of.
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