I'm so excited! I just got home from work and... I got the promotion!! I'd been in this interview process for it for so long, I'm glad it's over. Our lives are going to change! I can contribute so much more since I make more money than you now. I notice you clamming up, becoming tense- what's your problem? You should be happy, this takes all the pressure off you to keep the roof over our heads. Now I'm the bread winner! Come on, let me buy you something nice honey! You start to get pouty... Fine, I thought you'd be happy but it seems like I'll need to reveal some hard truths to you. I've always been the one wearing the pants in this relationship. I'm taller than you, stronger than you... I do all the hard labor & you do all the decorating.. I'm already the man of this house! It makes natural sense that I'd be the higher earner. You refuse to admit it, denying my strength. If I wasn't stronger than you than I wouldn't be able to lift you up, throw you on the bed & fuck you- would I? I pull up my lace dress to reveal a big hard cock- see, I'm ALL ready to be man of the house... are you ready to be the lady of the house? You shake your head no, "you have no fucking choice," I say then immediately lift you up to toss you on the bed. I pin you, no problem, you try to struggle. I give you one last chance to admit my strength & stop struggle- I'll go easy on you if you just admit it! You refuse yet ago, so I go to town on you. I jackhammer away at you with no remorse or concern for your pleasure. I cum & tell you I'm going to nap- when I wake up I expect a sandwich.