When all else fails

Chapter 8

The next two weeks flew by as I forgot about the diapers I had bought and stashed in closet. Our weeks found a very happy routine. During the week I would be at the school learning what I needed to, to keep a marine alive on their worst days. On the weekends Carol and I would truly enjoy each other's company. Each day we fell more and more in love and I was thinking that life couldn't get any better and she was the best time to come to into my life.

On the Friday before the fourth weekend I remember the diapers that I bought. When I got home finding that Carol wasn't home I went directly to the bedroom and put one on. As I finish I hear the door open and I hear Carol call my name. I step out of the bedroom in nothing but my green T-shirt and the diaper.

I catch her roll her eyes and sigh. "Take that damn thing off" she says.

I stopped and stared at her for just a moment. "I am sorry I just thought." I start.

"well you thought wrong" she snaps as she interrupts me.

"okay" I mumble under my breath as I turn around and step back into the bedroom. I quickly take it off and get redressed. When I rejoin her in the living room, she acted as if there was nothing wrong. The weekend progressed as if nothing had happened. Monday morning comes to quickly as it always does. I kissed her goodbye as I left the house, my mind swirling about what had happened Friday.

The week went by and it was more taxing then the rest. As I drug myself home Friday I find a note from Carol.

Sean I am sorry I have duty tonight. I will be home late.

Love you

Carol

I read the note twice to make sure I had it right. I quickly thought that tonight would be a good night to indulge in wearing. I head to the bedroom pull out a diaper from the pack, thinking if she really had that big of a problem with me wearing why hasn't she thrown them out. I put it on, head out to the living room to watch tv in just my t-shirt and the diaper.

As I am sitting on the couch relaxing, I can't stop looking down at myself marveling at how the diaper feels against me and that I don't see the bulge that I would normally see in regular underwear. My stomach starts to grumble, and I think it is about time to go get something to eat, I head into the kitchen and make a quick meal. I begin to feel my bladder and I have to really concentrate to let it out. I am shocked at the warmth that spreads across the front of the diaper and travel down between my legs to settle and soak into my diaper.

I collected my food and went to the living room to eat. As I finish, I start to fall asleep on the couch. I am awoken by the door opening and the yelling of Carol "WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS SHIT YOU DAMN NASTY PIECE OF SHIT FALLING ASLEEP ON MY DAMN COUCH IN A FUCKING WET NASTY DIAPER. YOU FUCKING PERVERTED ASSHOLE."

I jump up off the couch and start to stammer out some excuse. She marches over and I don't even recognize her. The look on her face is like out of some slasher flick where the killer is about to kill their victim. She begins to slap and hit any part of me she can reach, as she continues to extenuate every other word with another strike. "TAKE THAT NASTY FUCKING THING OFF. I HATE THE IDEA I HATE YOU FOR IT AND I CANT STAND BEING AROUND YOU. YOU FUCKING PERVERT"

I rip the diaper off and stammer out an apology as I cower in front of her.

"Go get fucking dressed and clean yourself up I don't want to smell your fucking piss"

"I am sorry" I mumble as I walk back to the bedroom to grab some cloths and took them into the bathroom for a quick shower. I glance and see her on the phone with someone. As I get out and dressed, I walk out to the living room. "All of those disgusting things need to get out of my house NOW!!!"

I quickly dash to do as she ordered I grab the near full pack and take it into the kitchen where the trash bags are and place the pack in an empty bag as a tear slides from my eye, my mind trying to wrap around what happened why she is so angry and not coming up with anything. I pick up the wet diaper that I had left in the middle of the floor and throw it away. And quietly take it out to the large trash bin outside.

As I start back to the apartment. She is storming out with her keys in hand. "I can't stand the fucking sight of you I am leaving."

"Please don't, please stay I am so sorry" I start to cry.

She storms past gets in her car and leaves as I am crying on the walk and slowly walk back in. I close the door and slump against it sliding till I am on the floor as the wracking crying starts. I manage to crawl to the couch. I climb up and cry my self to sleep right there.

I wake to the smell of cooking bacon. I stand and stagger to the kitchen and see Carol cooking.

"Carol I am sorry for last night" I say as I see her.

"you should be, I can't believe you would think I would be ok walking in with you like that. I can't do that I can't stand even the thought. It makes me physically ill." She says

"ok I won't do that again"

We let the conversation go and I put the thoughts of diapers as deep into my memory as I can. Just like I did as a kid about my gender. The weeks flew by and our relationship started to get back to normal. She snapped at every little think I did, and I shrugged it off.

As school is a few weeks out from finishing I came home one Friday night. "So next weekend I will be spending it in the field" I tell Carol after I gave her a hug and kiss.

"Yeah right you found someone to go play diaper buddies with. Well I sure FUCKING hope she is worth your damn marriage." She begins to fume.

"No I have put all that behind me I swear it's a field op to finish up school." I explain

"You where told at the beginning that you wouldn't need to be there during the weekend so I know your fucking lying"

"No, I am not lying, what am I to do when they spring this on me. I told you as soon as I could. I am sorry. But I have to be there."

"What the fuck ever."

We try to make the best of the weekend. Monday morning comes and she wakes a little as I give her a kiss goodbye. "Have fun with your nasty ass diaper buddy you cheating asshole."

The Wednesday after my time in the field we graduate, and I don't have to check into my next command until Monday. I head home with a heavy heart and a little eagerness to be with Carol for the long weekend. I think as I drive that this weekend, I am going to do all I can to make this the best weekend I can. I do love Carol, or I wouldn't have married her. I get home and I start getting things out to make a wonderful dinner for her so it will be ready as soon as she gets home.

As soon as she steps in the door I can see on her face that she had a bad day. "what the fuck are you doing?" she says as she slams the door.

"Well I graduated and I don't have to check in until Monday so I thought I would surprise you with a nice dinner and spend as much quality time with you this weekend as we can" I quickly say

"Oh, well that would be nice. Since you weren't here last weekend. And I did have a crap day"

The weekend flew by even though it was really a great time. As we crawl into bed Sunday night I think tomorrow will be the start of a new adventure.