I am tom. I am a lawer and am active at a Baptist church. I was a bit older but was not too old. I focused on be able to provide for myself and to be productive. I did not seak a wife. I focused on being a productive member of society.
I was not actively seaking a wife. I figured that she would reveal herself at the right time. Of course she did.
I had completed my course of studies. I graduated and passed the bar exam. I praticed law.i started my own law pratice. I picked a fairly rural area where there was no real lawyers. I was able to get work fairly easily.
I had grown up attending baptist churches. There was one baptist church in the reigon of Claytonvile.i started going there. It was conservitive and traditional. It turned out that it was right up my ally. I became a member. I became very active in the church early on. Thats when i met Amy.
Amy was a lawer as well. She praticed real esate law. She loved music. She played numerous musical instruments and sang. She was very active in the church. She was talented and smart and had a good sense of humor.
We hit it off almost imidietly. I saw her around but was not formerly introduced until a church barbecue held after a sunday morning service. We started to talk and it took off from there.
We continued to hang out at church. I asked her if she wanted to join me in a park.she said yes. We went on a date then several more. We eventualy became a real couple.
We became very close. We had similar interest. We messhed well. After an extended courtship, i purposed. She said yes.
We got maried at the church we attended. The pastor aficiated. It was a wonderful weding.amy was a beautiful bride.everything was absolytly perpect. It was a fairly simple cerimony. We did not go overboard. It was elegant. We both were quite pleased with how it went.
We did not go on a hony moon but stayed at home. We did not tell few people about that. We both wanted a stay cation. Amy wanted to focus on moving in and redesigning the house in her image but thats another story.
Everything was going great. We both were loving maried life. Things were about to take a unforseen turn. Something i never expected.
We had been maried for a couple of days. We got in bed. After chating for a bit,we decided to try to fall asleep. I fell asleep after a period of trying to dose off.
I slept though the night. I woke up the next day. I felt something wet. I saw a stain on the sheet. My wife was still sleeping. There was a huge stain on her pink nightie and panty. She had wet the bed.
I was astonished. I woke her up. She had been in a stupor. She started to come out of it. “Hunnie! I think you wet yourself while you were sleeping.” i told her. “It has been known to happen. On occasion i wet the bed. It does not happen all the time but it has occured from time to time. ” she responded.
I was shocked. Why did she not tell me about this before we were maried? This is something i felt that i should know before we tied the knot. I had no idea. I wished i had been told. I would have liked the chance to ease into this news. I did not get that oportunity. It was a huge shock to my system. I never thought that she had this difficulty. I was surprised when i brought it up she answered it in a mater of fact like response. She had an ‘oh that, yea i do wet the bed’ nothing to see kind of thing.
She got up. She took off her soiled night cloths. She striped the bed. We took a shower together. We got dressed after. She put new sheets and blankets on the bed.
She seemed to treat this like it was no big deal. She treated it like it was a ho hum nothing to see hear. She said little about it .from what i did hear ,it seemed that it was a semi conmon event made me nervous. It was not an uncommon event. Chances were good that it was going to happen again.it would probably happen again soon. I was stunned by that.
She did not want to talk about it. I felt that we needed to. I tried to honor her wishes. I did not want to make a big deal out of it. I did not feel that it should be ignored however. It seemed she did feel that way.
She did not wet the bed again until a week later. Again it was the same thing. She just undressed and removed the soiled beding. She got cleaned up then put new beding.it was like it never happened. Case closed end of story.
I was not happy about that. I tried to stay calm. It was not that huge of a deal. So she has incontinence issuss.it could br worse. She could be a drug adict or an alcolic or shouting obsenities for no apparent reasons. It was hard to handle. The mane reason was that i was not expecting it. Had i been warned, it might not had been a big deal. I would just get over it. I did not have time to get over it. It festered. It was blosiming into a huge issue with me.
It was threatening to undo our marriage. I dont beleve in divorce so disillusionment was unlikly but the tranqility of out nuptials was definently in doubt. Our marriage was in trouble.
She wanted to ignore it. Pretend it was not happening. She hoped that it would become a non isue. As she tried to ignore it, i became more incensed. The situation got worse and worse.
She had an ‘incident’ about once a week. After a few months, i decided i had to do something. I decided to deal with it.
“Hunnie. I want to waterproof the bed. “I said.”ok. Sure. That is probably a good idea. I should have suggested it myself. ” she said. “Its ok. ” i said .
“O want you to wear diapers at night as well. ” i suggested. To my surprise she was fine with that.
When she did her shoping she picked up water proof sheets and diapers. She did not always wet the bed but did once a week on average.
She was not offended by my sugestion. I enjoyed seing in diapers.i enjoyed puting her in a diaper. It was a good solution.
I thought her incontinence might not be condisive me wanting to have srx with her. It had no impact. My sexual apitite was not affected. I still wanted to screw her. She wanted to get with me as well. After a time she got pregninent. She had twins. Two years mater she had another. We ended up having two girls and a boy.
I got over my feelings about herbef wetting. Over time it no longer brothered me. We moved past it. We were a happy family.
This was inspired by a latter to the editor i found on Christian blog. In it a man with a wife who was in a legal profession wet the bed. I thoughg he was a bit of a jerk about it. I got the idea to turn it into a story.
In other fiction i have done about incontinence , the husband was sweet. I decided to write one where the husband was a bit if a heal and delt with it badly.