First I am piss drunk writing this so if grammar is off fuck it.
I don’t care.  My day starts and the wife decides it is a good day to paint.  Not me and her but me alone.  We go to home depot, pick out paint and off we go.  Apparently the paint I picked for the room a year ago doesn’t cut it anymore.  We go with ash cloud blue.  Gimme a fuckin break.  What the fuck is Ash Cloud blue?  Anyway she lets me paint the room while she entertains the kids.  When I say she lets me I mean she tells me to do it.  She lets me fuck her so pretty much what she says goes.  She holds it over me and I am male with no control over what my dick thinks is the right thing to do. 
My dick tells me ash cloud blue is the surest way to get laid tonight.  I have a short window and need to get it done before golfing this evening.  She set that up for me as well.  My friend wants to golf for his birthday and had his wife set it up with mine.  So I start getting everything ready.  Rollers, tarps, trays all in check.  I look at my outfit and decide it isn’t the best thing to paint in.  I have already moved all the furniture and some of the stuff I would have painted in is in accessible.  I strip down to underwear and a tank top and start painting.  I get in a groove and start making great time.  A couple of hours later she walks in.  She looks around the room and tells me how good it looks.  She also notices I am covered in paint and sweating my balls off.  She asks if I want something to drink.  Sure.  Then she looks at my painting get up and smirks.  What are those anyway?  Those are my testicles dear.  No not those, the underwear.  They are boxer briefs.  Ohhh and walks out.  At this point I am a little confused.  I know she doesn’t give a shit about my underwear.  I start painting again and can see the back door open from where I was standing.  She walks out and yells "boxer briefs" towards our neighbors house.  I reposition myself to see who the fuck she is talking to and all of a sudden six hands pop up above the fence and start waving.  Apparently she had been watching my progress while talking to the neighbors.  They all got a nice shot of my skivvies through the fence and were betting on what kind they were.  I was pretty fucking embarrassed.  But I still got laid.