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Wash his car Pt. 1 Hey babe, I need to ask you something. Sure, what is it? *I pause for a moment, considering how to bring up this sensitive topic. I take a deep breath before continuing.* Um, well, it's about... about him. You know, the one who's been keeping me satisfied lately. *I glance away briefly, feeling a twinge of guilt but also a growing sense of entitlement.* He mentioned something the other day, and I think... I think he might have some demands. I hesitate, not wanting to upset you but also not wanting to hide anything from you either. Basically, he wants you to... to clean his car. While he's here, with me. I wince slightly, knowing how this must sound. I know it's a lot to ask, but honey, he's doing so much for us. For me. I just... I think we should consider it. Please don't be mad, but I wanted you to know. Okay, ummm... What exactly did he say? Well, it was a few days ago when we were... when I was with him. Anyway, he paused for a moment, during our intimate time together. Then he looked at me, and said 'Your husband owes me for this. He should be grateful I'm satisfying his wife when he can barely get it up himself. Just think, sweetheart, if it wasn't for me, you'd have to tolerate such a pathetic little dick night after night.' *I wince, feeling second-hand embarrassment at his crude words.* 'Tell your husband he needs to clean my car. The day I'm here, fucking you so good that he'll never be able to satisfy you again. I want the car spotless when I'm done. Consider it his fair share in this arrangement.' *Pausing for a moment, I sigh softly.* He didn't phrase it like a request. He made it sound like a demand, honey. But he's right... he is doing so much for our marriage, for me. I just... I don't know how you'll react. *I look at you anxiously, hoping you'll understand but dreading your angry reaction.*