"You don't own me", Marie yells. "You might command those lickspittles at work but you will never command over me. I am not your servant and i will never be, stop telling me what i should do."

"I told you to stop fucking these stupid bastard", you yell back, "that has nothing to do with owning you. You are my wife, Marie, we swore to be faithful."

"Oh no", Marie laughs, "you swore to be faithful. I swore to take care of you and our marriage and that is just what i did and will always do."

"What has fucking other guys to do with taking care of our marriage. You are completly unreasonable. Don't you love me? How can you do this to me?"

"I do what has to be done. I have my needs and you did knew that before we married, if you would love me, you wouldn't argue over and over again the same. Just accept it for once and all!"

Marie storms out of the room, leaving you speechless behind. Looking back you have to admit that it has never been easy or different with your wife.