Sam And Jess

[SallyKAT]

Sam now sees Jess as the authority figure in his life, yet he worries about being babyish. Heh. He's well behind reality there.

Part of the appeal of this story, to me, is that we are regularly updated on both Sam and Jess's points of view as their relationship changes.

Thanks, NewGuy, you're doing a great job.

[NewGuy20]

When the waitress returned, Jess politely told her they were in a hurry and asked about getting their meals to go along with the check. But even that didn't guarantee a quick exit for them. Sam knew they couldn't just run out the front door. They had to wait for their food. It couldn't be much longer now. There was still a small part of Sam that wanted to run to the bathroom but he knew he wouldn't be able to tape himself up properly afterwards. He might save some of his own dignity but it would anger Jess for sure. And what would that dignity be worth anyway if he had an accident while he was unprotected? The thought of wearing a diaper that would be prone to inevitable leaks at any time scared Sam. It scared him much more than messing himself because, in the end, at least that was still something that he had done before. He at least knew what to expect. But soaking his pants in public or ruining Jess' leather seats on the ride home? He wasn't brave enough to risk that.

Sam was managing to stay in control even though he still squirmed ever so slightly from time to time. He cringed when Jess put her arm around him and began stroking his back. He knew she was only trying to comfort him but he always felt so awkward about her putting her hands on him for any reason when he was so close to the edge like this. He confessed that he had to do something gross... or that he might be about to do something gross. And he felt all the more awkward for it. The uncomfortable look on his face must have been obvious.

"I hate seeing you like this, sweetie. You look uncomfortable. If its that bad why don't you just try to relax and let it go?"

"Here? In the middle of this place? Are you crazy?"

"Well, you could always go out to the car. But honey, if it happens here, no one's going to know and we can just get up leave afterwards okay? Either way, you're protected."

"Look Jess, I can hold it. With all these people around I'm not gonna just-"

Just then, the waitress set their food down on the table in some styrofoam boxes. The surprise almost made Sam lose control... almost.

"Okay, we've got a turkey sandwich on rye and a bacon cheeseburger to go. And here's the check. Can I get you guys anything else today?" she asked in a cheerful tone.

"No, that should be it. Thanks." smiled Jess.

The waitress left and Jess began rummaging through her purse before putting down money. Sam wished she'd had the money ready but it didn't delay them by more than a minute or so. Jess looked over at him as if she was well aware of his fragile state.

"Ready to go?" she asked.

"In more ways than one." said Sam sarcastically.

Jess couldn't help but smile a little at this comment. But Sam wasn't laughing. She slid out of the booth with the greatest of ease. Sam couldn't help but stare at the fit of her tight jeans on her curvaceous butt as she slid out of the booth. Knowing he had little choice but to get up, Sam took a deep breath and stood up. Just as he expected, the urge became more immediate as he stood up. His jeans were a little baggy but the fit around the waist was tight as ever. Not like his sweatpants at all. He wondered if Jess had diapered him more snugly than usual. But he figured it was just his imagination. Hunched over only slightly, he began walking towards the front of the restaurant. As the pressure inside of him increased, Sam felt like he was crossing the point of no return. He wouldn't be able to make it to the car. He felt himself getting goosebumps as Jess took his hand in hers. The padding between his legs was the only comfort he had - the only thing that would contain the inevitable. He felt warm pee dribble out a little into his diaper as they approached the front of the restaurant. Jess pushed open the door as they stepped outside into the hot afternoon sun. Confident as Jess led him by the hand, he closed his eyes, weary of adjusting to the bright sunlight. Only a couple feet from the door Sam froze in mid step, squeezing Jess' hand as his warm mess rushed out into the seat of his diaper without any help from him in one long, muffled, wet sounding fart. Feeling Jess still pulling on his hand, he opened his eyes.

"Come on honey, lets step away from the door here." said Jess.

Regaining his composure and snapping back into reality, Sam began walking again, following her lead. He couldn't help feeling a little disoriented waddling around in the bright sun with the large mess in the seat of his diaper. While Sam knew that no one walking into the restaurant probably had any idea of what he'd just done, they probably saw that he was walking very awkwardly. He breathed a sigh of relief as they began walking between the rows of cars in the parking lot.

"Does your tummy feel better at least?" asked Jess.

"Yeah." said Sam.

He did feel a bit better but more pressure was building inside of him. Jess opened the passenger side door for him.

"Okay honey, you should be just fine but let me see if we have a towel we can lay on the seat just in case." said Jess walking over to the other back door of the car.

Jess gently brushed past Sam while she carefully laid down a towel on his seat.

"There you go." she said.

Sam wasn't finished pooping yet. He was waiting for Jess to walk around to the other side of the car so he could have some 'privacy' but she just stood there.

"You okay, honey?" she asked, putting her hand on his arm.

"Yeah. I'm... uh... I'll be okay." said Sam.

"Do you need any help getting in?" she asked.

"No, I'm fine. Thanks, Jess."

"Okay." she said with a smile.

He waited until her back was turned before squatting down a little and pushing more poop into his messy diaper. He sighed, standing upright again and taking a step back as Jess climbed into the car. With the passenger side door open, she could see straight out. He didn't want Jess to see him until he was finished.

"Sam?" he heard Jess say.

He didn't respond. With a quiet grunt, he bent his knees again forcing out the last of his mess. The farting sound was louder than he had expected. He stood up and sighed. He finally felt finished. Now he had to climb into the SUV. No easy task but he was confident he could do it without any help. Climbing into the car, he braced his arm on the console between him and Jess. While the position was a bit awkward, he was managing not to put his butt down on the seat. He pulled the door closed, still in the same position. He looked up at Jess. She looked as if she was waiting for something.

"Seat belt?" she said.

Sam sighed. He didn't want to sit down.

"Sam, its 10 minutes back home. We'll get you cleaned up as soon as you get there, okay? Why don't you make yourself more comfortable."

"This isn't... sitting down won't be that... comfortable Jess."

"Well leaning sideways on the console doesn't look that comfortable either." said Jess.

Sam sighed. He knew she was right. Very slowly, he allowed his weight to come to rest on the seat. His jeans felt so confining. As he sat down the warm, mushy load in his pants spread up his butt crack, across his cheeks, and finally stopped at the base of his balls. That feeling that was becoming all too familiar to Sam was like nothing else. It didn't tickle. It wasn't dry. It wasn't exactly wet. But it always prompted him to create a small tent in the front of his diaper. Sam was fine with the fact that wet diapers aroused him sometimes. But he always hated the fact that he couldn't stop himself from being turned on by the feeling of a poopy diaper. And it always seemed to happen as soon as he sat down in one. He desperately wanted to massage the front of his diaper... just a little... but he didn't dare. It was too risky to take the chance of upsetting Jess just when he needed her most. He didn't envy the task that Jess would have before her. He had never been so glad that changing diapers was her responsibility and hers alone. At least he didn't have to smell it. On the road, now with the windows rolled down Sam stared out absent mindedly, pretending he hadn't done what he just did. He almost wished Jess had offered to change him in the parking lot... embarrassing as it would have been. Finally, they arrived back at their apartment.

The mess inside his diaper shifted as he climbed out of the car. Jess took his hand as they proceeded up the steps. He had never been so happy to hear her pulling those keys out of her purse and turning the lock. The air conditioning of their apartment was a welcome change from the summer heat. Sam felt hot inside his jeans with his messy diaper so he had no problem taking them off after his shoes right at the front door. As he waddled towards the bedroom, Jess picked up his pants behind him, running her hand along the inside, double checking them. Sam ran his hand along his diapered butt, noting the very different contours and dimensions that it had as a result of the load he was carrying around. He just wanted to make sure nothing had leaked. He'd always resented how thick his diapers were but he had to hand it to Jess... they did their job. His mind lost in a fog, Sam turned to sit down on the bed.

"No no no, sweetie. Not the bed. Remember, this is where we change you from now on." said Jess taking his hand and gently pulling him in the direction of the towel.

"Sorry" said Sam.

He couldn't blame Jess for making that new rule. Now that he thought about it, with the mess he'd just made in his diaper, it would be better not to sit down on the bed. Sam stood still as Jess stepped behind him. He cringed a little as he felt her prodding the back of his diaper with her finger, spreading the mess around ever so slightly before pulling back the elastics on the back, peeking inside to get a glimpse of what she was in for. His erection began to return.

"Wow... yeah... time to change ya." remarked Jess.

Dreading sitting down again, Sam stood there as Jess knelt down, new diaper in hand. She set the folded diaper down on the floor and opened the tub of wipes pulling three out and holding them in her hand for good measure.

"Come on, honey. The sooner you lay down, the sooner we can change ya." said Jess.

Sam laid down in front of her, feeling the mess spread out even more. Sam knew this was going to take some time. Jess wasted no time ripping open the tapes and peeling the diaper open. Grabbing his legs, Sam felt the mess separate from his bare bottom as Jess used the wet part of his diaper to wipe him off before proceeding with the baby wipes. Slowly and methodically, she began to clean every inch her husbands bare bottom.

"So... I know I said that your diapers put my mind at ease but... I'm gonna go out on a limb here and say that... this is... one of the less romantic aspects of you wearing diapers." said Jess.

"Uh... yeah... definitely." agreed Sam.

He heard Jess let out a slight giggle. At least she had a sense of humor about it all. Sam sighed as he continued to hold his legs up. The feeling of the ice cold wipes in his butt crack made him even more aroused. Jess slowly worked her way up to his balls before gently wiping and caressing them. Sam was hoping she would pleasure him at the end of the change but he couldn't bare to ask. He was at her mercy. He couldn't tell if she was purposely giving him extra attention down below or if she was just trying to clean him more thoroughly. Maybe both. Hopefully both. All he could do was wait patiently as she wiped him off. He quickly grew weary of the awkward position he was holding. For a moment, he felt no more wiping. He heard footsteps as Jess got up and figured she was just throwing away his old diaper. He smiled hearing the crinkling sound of Jess unfolding a new diaper. He knew the change was almost over. The tickling of the baby powder just seemed to excite Sam even more as she shook large quantities of it onto his butt before caressing it into his balls.

"Okay... your butt is cleared for landing." she said.

Setting his bare butt down on a fresh diaper, Sam's erection stood taller than ever. Jess pulled out a wipe and gently and slowly ran it up his shaft... then slowly down. Sam sighed in ecstasy at the feeling, confident of where this was all going. Then, abruptly, Jess released him and tossed the wipe on the towel Sam was laying on. Her fingers still had a little powder on them and she ran them up his shaft.

"I'm gonna wash my hands. Why don't you try and calm down a little. And keep those busy hands of yours at your side, okay?" she said, standing up.

Feeling tricked for a moment, Sam quickly realized that Jess had really just been trying to clean every inch of him thoroughly. He should have known better than to expect her to pleasure him after a change like that. She'd done it only once before after a poopy diaper change and it was probably because she was in an exceptionally good mood that day. But Sam couldn't blame her. He really had no idea of the task she'd just done. Sam had never changed one of his own poopy diapers before. Staring at the ceiling allowed him to daydream a little. The sight Jess had been staring at for the past 5 minutes must have been noticeably different.

As he lifted his head to glance down at his penis, he saw Jess emerging from the bathroom. She knelt down and quickly pulled the diaper up over her husband's now only partially erect penis. He felt himself getting harder as Jess began taping him up. As good as the thick padding felt over his freshly powdered genitals, his wife's gentle touch would have been better. After all that, he was back in diapers... with no relief. Relieved in a lot of other ways... he'd have to wait for anything sexual.

"I wasn't trying to tease you, sweetie." said Jess, as if reading his mind.

"What?" asked Sam innocently.

"I said I wasn't trying to tease you. That was just... well, I'm just ready to get off my knees for a bit. I'm a little tired."

"Oh, I understand. Totally. Uh... thanks for... you know." said Sam, standing up.

"Well... at least you're all clean again, right?" said Jess, patting his diapered rear end.

Sam massaged the front of his diaper a little as he watched his wife walk out of the room. He'd always found something so sensual about his wife patting his diapered bottom... even if she didn't always intend it that way. He sighed, standing in his bedroom with a small tent in his diaper again. He glanced at the half full package of diapers on the dresser before looking at the towel on the floor with the tub of wipes next to it. He knew he should be grateful to be clean, but he was still a little disappointed. While he was certain Jess had lost her appetite, he couldn't help but wonder about the burger waiting for him in the kitchen. Messing in his diaper was, ironically, a lot less gross than using the toilet in a lot of ways. After all, HE didn't see or do much of anything related to the clean up process. Sam glanced at the nightstand. There was a small arousal bottle of 'fabreeze' there. While he didn't their bedroom smelled all that bad. He sprayed a bit of it in the air anyway. If was to have any chance at the kind of relief he wanted later, he would have to make sure their room didn't smell. Tired of standing there, in only his t shirt and new diaper, he wandered out into the kitchen to grab some food.

[reader]

Interesting development, seems Sam has finally reached the point where he accepts that it's it's better to do number 2 in his diaper than removing the diaper himself. Great!

And he takes of his pants himself without Jess having to tell him. Now that he follows all her rules, maybe it's time for some new ones?

Hope Sam is forced to show his diapers to someone else than Jess. Maybe time for a new visitor at their apartment? Another relative or maybe Jess' mom?

Thanks for another great chapter!

[Three Rivers]

Great writing, thank you.

[NewGuy20]

The rest of the day was fairly uneventful. Jess received a call from the auto shop confirming that Sam's car was ready to be picked up. So, with that, the two of them climbed back into the car and returned to the shop.

"Meet you at home?" asked Jess as Sam climbed out of her SUV.

"Yeah, see you there." said Sam.

Driving back, Sam couldn't help but feel a little strange. He couldn't remember ever having driven while in diapers. Sure, he'd ridden in the car plenty of times but, when he was diapered, Jess always seemed to drive. The feeling of the thick padding between his legs was strange and made it a lot more difficult to slide his right foot from the gas to the break. He managed to get home safely enough, but slightest move of his foot just reminded him of the disposable diaper between his legs. He also felt as though he had never really worn diapers while he was alone... which made enough sense. If Jess was completely in charge of checking and changing his diapers, then it served to reason that he really couldn't be left alone in them for too long. Sam began wondering what his first week of work would bring. Would he be alone? Would Jess have purchased some pull ups for him by then? He tried to push these questions out of his mind as he pulled into the parking lot of their apartment complex. It was Saturday after all. It was a day to celebrate. He certainly hadn't had much time to celebrate last night. And his messy diaper seemed to delay any celebration that would take place that afternoon. Jess had seemed pleasant as ever. But Sam was self conscious that his messy diaper had ruined the mood earlier.

Sliding his pants back off at the front door, Sam headed for the bedroom. He just wanted to lay down and watch TV for a bit. It wasn't that he didn't want to be around Jess exactly. He certainly wasn't mad at her. But it seemed that every time he looked at her, all he could think about was his accident outside the restaurant.

"Hold up, Sam." he heard a voice behind him say as he opened the door to his bedroom.

He turned around to see Jess right behind him.

"Your car handling okay?" she asked.

"Oh, uh, yeah. Seems fine. Good tire." Sam mumbled.

"Great." said Jess with a smile.

With that, she slid two fingers into the front of his dry diaper, before placing her hands on his shoulders and turning him around. Sam rolled his eyes as he felt Jess cupping the seat of his diaper with her hands followed by the feeling of her pulled the elastics back on his diaper to peek down the back. He figured this ritual shouldn't be necessary after what happened earlier, but he figured she was just being cautious. After the mess she had to clean up, he figured it wasn't unreasonable for her to wonder if his stomach had been upset. Although she said nothing about the accident for the rest of the afternoon, the thorough diaper check just seemed like more evidence that it was on her mind. Sam had grown used to diaper checks and they really didn't bother him at this point. But he still resented the messy diaper checks that Jess resorted to. It was as if she didn't trust him to be honest with her if he pooped in his pants... as if that was something she had to check for herself each time... just in case.

Sam heard Jess puttering around in the kitchen as he laid back on the bed. He released a small squirt of urine into his diaper as he laid back on the bed. It was absorbed almost instantly. After watching TV for a while, Sam couldn't help but glance at the cardboard box by the side of his bed. He couldn't help but wonder if he'd damaged his laptop when he dropped the box the previous night. He couldn't bare the thought of going back to the office on Monday to ask for another... or to explain the circumstances under which he dropped it. While he didn't want to waste any time thinking about work, he wanted to at least check to make sure the machine was not damaged. He slid it out of the box and plugged it into the wall by his bed. He was more than happy to see the screen light up as he turned it on. Breathing a sigh of relief, Sam felt more pee trickling into his swelling diaper. He still wasn't exactly looking forward to Monday, but at least now he knew he'd be able to face it in the privacy of his own home. Sam rubbed the front of his diaper a little with one hand while keeping his other hand on the keyboard. He logged into his inbox to check his email. Nothing new.

Time seemed to get away from Sam. Glancing at the clock on his nightstand, he realized several hours had passed. He smelled something cooking in the kitchen through his cracked bedroom door. He couldn't help but wonder what Jess might be cooking. Aside from the microwave, Sam never cooked any of his own meals. And he was always all too happy that Jess was an above average cook. Sam realized just how long he must have been laying on his bed as he stood up, feeling the warm, sagging weight of his diaper between his legs. It was wetter than he thought. Wandering out into the kitchen, Sam saw Jess standing over the stove, cooking something.

"Hey, honey? Did you take a nap?" she asked.

"No, uh, I just wanted to check my laptop, you know. Make sure it was working okay and everything." he said.

"Sweetie, its the weekend, you're supposed to be relaxing. I know I'm uptight but even I usually don't worry about work on a Saturday night."

"Yeah... I guess you're right." agreed Sam.

Jess put the burners on low and turned her attention to her husband.

"Looks like you could use a change." she said, glancing down at his swollen diaper.

"Uh... yeah, I guess." said Sam.

Sam sighed. It must have been his t shirt. It was slightly shorter than usual, exposing more of his diaper than he would have liked. He'd gotten used to having his diaper out in the open, but he always preferred baggier shirts. If nothing else, he was just glad that Jess had to do fewer embarrassing diaper checks with his current shirt. His wife took him by the hand and led him into the bedroom. Sam wondered if he thinks might finally be heating up in their bedroom. He eagerly sat down on the bedroom floor, rubbing the front of his warm soggy diaper as he watched Jess pull a new one from the package on the dresser. He watched her as she knelt down in front of him and began unfolding the clean diaper. Setting the new garment down beside him, she ripped over the tapes. Sam grabbed his knees as she slid the wet diaper out from under him and started in with the cool, refreshing baby wipes. He almost gasped when he felt the cold wipes on his balls. A quick dusting of powder and Sam set his rear down on a clean diaper. Before he could even look up at Jess, the diaper was closed up. She smoothed out the tapes. With a disappointed sigh, Sam sat up. He couldn't help but stare at his wife's butt as she picked up his wet diaper and stood up. The red lacy thong she was wearing peaked out from the back of her jeans. Sam's erection seemed to grow even stronger within the padding of his diaper. Throwing away his used diaper, Jess pulled up her jeans ever so slightly, ending her husband's short glimpse of her sensuous lingerie.

"Meet me in the kitchen. I've got a surprise for you." she said.

While Sam was certain it wasn't the surprise he wanted at the moment, he reluctantly followed her anyway. As he walked into the kitchen, he saw his wife holding a long, green glass bottle in her hands. She had a huge smile on her face.

"I thought we could drink this last night but you were so tired when we got home." she said.

"Champagne? Really? Jess you didn't have to do this." he said.

"I know but I wanted to. I'm proud of you, sweetie." she said.

Sam smiled.

"Thanks, Jess."

She set two glasses on the kitchen table and proceeded to pour one for each of them. She handed one to Sam.

"To working from home." said Jess, raising her glass.

"To my awesome wife who... puts up with a lot." said Sam, smiling shyly.

Jess smiled back. Sam took a long swig from the cold, bubbling glass of champagne. He suddenly thought that his night was actually shaping up to be pretty good after all.

"The food's almost ready. Why don't you go sit down?" she said.

Sam nodded. He sat down with his glass at the table and, before long, Jess emerged with a plate of delicious looking chicken and mashed potatoes in one hand and the bottle of champagne in the other.

"Can I top you off?" she asked, noting Sam's empty glass.

"Sure." he said with a smile.

She returned to the table with a plate of her own and the two lovers began to eat dinner. Sam couldn't help but smile at his wife. She looked right back at him and winked before turning her eyes back toward the food on her plate. Feeling the urge to pee again, Sam squirted some warmth into his diaper. He then noticed that Jess seemed to be staring at him with a sort of mischievous grin. She must have known what he'd just done. It was if she always seemed to have a strange sort of sixth sense about his diapers.

"What?" he said innocently.

"Nothing. You're just really cute."

Sam blushed and took another large swig of his champagne. He was already feeling a little tipsy. He didn't want to get drunk exactly. But his accident earlier had made him nervous about spending the evening just him and Jess. He just wanted to relax... and that he had certainly accomplished. He felt a little more warm pee trickle over his balls as he released it into his warm diaper, watching Jess collect their empty plates before taking them to the sink. Standing up, Sam glanced down at his diaper. It was a little wet but still fit pretty well. His bladder still felt a little full. It must have been the alcohol. Whenever he drank, he'd gotten used to wetting slowly and frequently. As he walked up to Jess, he pulled his t shirt down a little, trying to cover the small tent. He could feel himself pressing up against the warm inside of his diaper. But he didn't want to pee again just yet. Jess was right in front of him and he still felt nervous about going while she was watching.

"Can I help you with any of that?" he asked, standing next to Jess as she rinsed off the dishes.

"Nope. All done." she smiled, drying off her hands.

"So... I have a confession to make." she said, wrapping her arms around her husband.

"What is it?" he asked.

"Well... its a little embarrassing." she said, smiling.

Her arms slowly slid down Sam's back before her hands came to rest on his hips. Sam prepared himself for another diaper check, but Jess' arms remained still. He couldn't help but feel a little self conscious. Jess was touching his diaper, albeit only on his hips and through the fabric of his t shirt.

"Uh... embarrassing? Come on Jess, I think between the two of us, I've got a little bit more to be embarrassed about than you do." said Sam.

She smiled before glancing down at his crotch. Sam's eyes followed her gaze. Most of the front of his t shirt was now covering his diaper but the bulge of the padding around his crotch stuck out a little bit. She said nothing... just stared at the visible part of his diaper for a few seconds before turning her eyes back towards his.

"What?" he asked.

"Well, I guess I've told you that I think its kinda cute that you like wetting your diapers sometimes, right?"

"Uh... yeah I guess."

"I know that sounds weird but... just knowing that you like wearing your protection is... awesome really. When I first put you back in diapers for the night, I figured you really hated me but... I guess I was so stressed out I didn't really care."

"Well, I didn't like them at first but... now... I guess I do have more peace of mind and, I don't know, when they get all warm its just... it feels good." said Sam.

"Well... I know this sounds weird but... sometimes... when I see making your potty face, for some reason, I get a little turned on."

"Really?" asked Sam.

"Yeah... I guess. Its the weirdest thing. Its like... you know you need to wear protection and... its just not a big deal. I don't know. Thats just sexy to me. Just the cute faces you make and how you don't mind your diapers anymore." she said with a smile.

"Seriously?" he said.

"You don't think I'm weird do you?" she asked.

"What? Me? I'm the one who likes peeing in a diaper here." said Sam with a chuckle.

Jess smiled and wrapped her arms around him, embracing him in a warm hug. Sam put his arms around her, putting his hands on her hips. He then released his very full feeling bladder, feeling his diaper swell with warmth as he let out a deep sigh. He heard Jess, who probably knew full well what he was doing, let out a sigh of her own. But while his was a sigh of relief, hers was one of arousal. As the hot pee filled up his swollen diaper, he slid his hands across her tight jeans, feeling her butt - so toned, so tight, and so different from his puffy rear end. She pulled back from his embrace and kissed Sam deeply, now grabbing his diapered butt with both her hands.

She then took her husband's hand firmly in hers, pulling him towards the bedroom. Sam was startled a little as Jess pushed back on his shoulders, causing him to lose his balance and fall backwards onto the bed with a small 'squish' Before he had time to react, she climbed on top of him, straddling his him. Sam lay on his back staring up at his wife who put her hands back on his shoulders and began kissing him passionately once more. She quickly began unbuttoning her tight, white top revealing a white bra underneath. She looked so gorgeous, so confident. As she leaned in to kiss him passionately again, Sam was getting desperate to get out of his diaper but just leaned in to return the deep kiss. For one reason or another, he didn't feel he could take it off himself... nor could he ask Jess to take it off him. She was in control. She would decide when it came off. But he wasn't complaining.

As they rolled over onto their sides on the bed, they continued to kiss, wrapped in each other's warm embrace. Sam began rubbing the front of his warm soggy diaper while his other hand rested on Jess' bare lower back. He froze as he felt Jess' hand grabbing his wrist.

"Wait." she said, struggling to catch her breath.

He looked right back at her. She smiled.

Wouldn't want you to get too excited... while you're still... in your diaper." she said, breathlessly.

Sam smiled. He wanted out. Jess slowly sat up on the bed. Sam just remained on his back, staring at her. She brushed back her long brown hair, wiping a little sweat from her forehead. They both remained still for a moment, catching their breath, sweating a little.

"Okay. Come on." she said, standing up and taking Sam's hand.

Sam got off the bed as Jess pulled a new diaper from its package. Although she was still in her jeans, as she knelt down in front of him, he could see the red straps of her thong riding up around her hips. He smiled, laying down in front of her.

"I'm just gonna clean you up real quick, okay?"

Sam nodded, putting his hands at his side, more eager than ever for Jess to untape him. She ripped open the tapes and pulled back the front panel of his diaper. Sam grabbed his knees, pulling them to his chest. The cool summer air felt great on his erect penis... but not as good as the cold baby wipes. He was glad to feel her powdering his butt, which had been feeling just a little damp and sweaty. Jess cleaned him quickly and thoroughly before unfolding the new diaper and sliding it underneath him. She stroked his shaft gently with a cool baby wipe before gently grabbing his balls. Leaving the cool baby wipe on his skin in the front of his open diaper, she stood up and began unbuttoning her jeans. Sam watched as she picked up his folded wet diaper and confidently walked from one end of the room to the other to dispose of it in his diaper genie. The sight of his wife in only a white bra and a red lacy thong was incredible. He had never seen her in a sexier outfit. He lay there on the floor in front of her as he watched her unhook her bra before sliding down her sexy red underwear. She climbed on top of him as he slid inside of her in one fluid motion. It had never felt so incredible to be inside of her.

"Ohhhh, Saaam. I love you." she said with a smile.

"I love you too." he said.

"You think you can control yourself?" she asked.

Sam nodded.

"You know if you don't, you'll go right back in your diaper." she said.

Sam nodded. His nod seemed to be all the signal his wife needed. With that, she quickly began bouncing up and down, sliding in and out.... in and out.

"You like tinkling in your diapers?" she asked, between breaths.

"Yeah... yeah... ohhhh."

Sam grabbed his wife's toned thighs. It was all he could do to hold on tight. His wife's bare breasts seemed to bounce up and down in the dim light of their bedroom. He slid his hands up to her lower back.

"Ohhh, honey... I'm gonna cum. Control yourself.... yeah....ohhhh."

Jess moaned loudly as they came together, experiencing a massive wave of pleasure... together as one. Brushing her hair back, she smiled at Sam. They were both speechless... and very out of breath. She laid down on top of him for a moment. Sam leaned in and kissed her on the lips.

"That was amazing." she smiled.

It couldn't have been more than a minute before she slowly rolled off him and pulled his diaper into place, taping it snugly closed. He could only watch as she stood in front of the dresser. She withdrew a tight pair of black boyshorts from the drawer and slid them on before pulling out a tight white t shirt and putting it on.

Exhausted, Sam just barely managed to stand up before pulling back the covers and plopping down on the bed in his new diaper and t shirt. Rolling over onto his side, he felt Jess snuggle up behind him, spooning him as she'd done the night before... her knees resting just below him on his diapered butt. She kissed him on the back of the neck.

"I love you." she whispered.

"I love you too." he said.

Sam yawned a little before feeling Jess taking his hand in hers. He couldn't help but squeeze it a little as he released a dribble of warm pee into his new diaper with a sigh. Jess seemed to hold him even tighter. Sweaty after all their exertion on a warm summer evening, neither one of them bothered to cover up. They laid there on the bed with only each other's embrace to keep them comfortable... but that was enough.

[diaperpt]

GReat new chapter. Jess hasn't been turned on like this in quite a while; was a shock to me and must have been to Sam. Even so, she demeans him in her comments to make sure he won't wet during sex, as if he is a little boy. And after all, even he understands her to be the one in control.

[reader]

I agree, great chapter. Interesting development when we learn that Jess is turned on by putting Sam back in diapers. And she seems also to like to humiliate him a little when she says "You know if you don't, you'll go right back in your diaper." and "You like tinkling in your diapers?".

What will happen next? Can't wait to read more. Thanks NewGuy!

[SallyKAT]

Could be that Jess is delivering the coup de grace. Having almost accidentally discovered the pleasures of controlling Sam, she led him down the path and is now closing the gate behind them both. If that is the case, it will be interesting to see what she and Sam make of this unexpected departure from the changed relationship she has been working to define as normal.

Great story - can't wait for more!

[Nat]

I agree, great chapter. Interesting development when we learn that Jess is turned on by putting Sam back in diapers. And she seems also to like to humiliate him a little when she says "You know if you don't, you'll go right back in your diaper." and "You like tinkling in your diapers?".

What will happen next? Can't wait to read more. Thanks NewGuy!

I don't see how that is humiliating. If she said that in front of people, I could see why but with them alone, no.

[pins]

Great job New guy I can't wait to read more .

[turtlepins]

Awesome story. Well done! Write more!

[dldad]

Great to see that they could open up about their feeling about Jess being in diapers, him liking wetting them, and her control over him, as well as her liking seeing him in them. Also great to see that she also has no trouble changing him even with a #2 load. Hope to see more.

[adot]

I can't help but hope that, as messy diapers have become de rigeur and Jess's lust for Sam's diaper use is out in the open, that she'll find a way towards messy diaper romance (with the key being, "orgasms before the diaper is untaped").

[NewGuy20]

Sam rolled over in bed and slowly began opening his eyes as they adjusted to the morning light. Jess stood just a few feet away from, staring into the mirror, brushing her hair. She was wearing a navy blue blouse and a pair of tight but formal looking khaki pants, her hair tied up neatly in a bun. He knew she was ready to go to work. It was Monday: the day Sam had been trying so hard not to think about - his first day of working at home. Sitting up in bed a little, the feeling of the cool damp bulge between his legs, hidden under the covers, became more obvious. Noticing he was now awake, Jess came and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"You waking up, honey?" she asked.

"Yeah... I guess I just forgot to set my alarm." mumbled Sam.

"I would have woken you up before I left anyway." she said.

"Thanks"

"So are you gonna be okay on your own this morning?"

"Yeah, really don't worry, Jess. I'm fine."

"I just worry, you know? Its not too late for me to call into work sick. Its your first day working at home. I wanna be supportive." she said, stroking his shaggy brown hair a little.

"I know, I know, I'll be fine though. I just wanna treat it like a normal day." he said.

"Okay, well its almost 9 am now. I'm only doing a half day today so I should be back around 12:30, okay? And if you mess your diaper or if you need anything, don't hesitate to call me. And if for some reason I don't answer, Shelby's number is on the fridge too. I told her this was your first day working at home so if its an emergency and you can't get ahold of her, call me, okay?"

"Okay. But... Jess, really I'll be fine, okay?"

"Okay, sweetie." she said, leaning in and giving him a quick kiss on the lips.

Sam smiled. Jess pulled the covers back, revealing Sam's soggy diaper.

"Okay, come on, hop out of bed here and we'll get you changed." she said.

Sam nodded, slowly swinging his legs over the side of the bed and climbing out of it. He laid down on the towel with his hands at his side. He yawned a little as Jess untaped his diaper. Grabbing his legs, his bit his lip a little feeling the cold baby wipes on his bare butt. He then felt that familiar tickle as Jess shook a huge amount of baby powder onto him. The generous amount of powder revealed Jess' anxiety about the day. Sam knew he just wanted him to be dry and comfortable no matter what, and if the powder added even a little extra absorbency, it was all the better. With that, she slipped a clean diaper underneath and his butt came down to rest on it just as Jess began taping up the diaper. Sam remained lying there on the floor while Jess stood up to dispose of his own diaper before grabbing a few baby wipes to quickly clean off her hands.

"Well... I'm sorry sweetie but I've got to get going. I love you." she said.

"I love you too." said Sam coming to his feet.

Jess embraced him in a hug.

"You'll call me if you need anything, right?"

"Yeah." said Sam.

"Okay, have a great day, honey." she said before kissing him on the cheek.

She patted his diapered bottom twice before smiling at him.

"For good luck." she said.

Sam stood there in only a diaper and a t shirt while he watched his wife walk out the front door. He was now alone. But he wasn't worried. Jess being away took some of the pressure off him and he was sure that he'd be fine for a few hours without her. He poured himself a bowl of cereal before taking out a glass coffee cup. While he knew he'd pee in his diaper at some point during the day, he figured that the safest thing to do would be to pour only half a cup. It was still early and he didn't want his bladder to fill up too much. He was enjoying the feeling of a clean, fresh diaper and he wanted to preserve it for as long as he could.

Pulling out the laptop computer from his cardboard box, he couldn't help but smile a little and the screen lit up as the computer turned on. Sitting at his kitchen table was much better than going into the office. Around 10 am, Sam was startled by the realization that pee was dribbling into his diaper. He thrust both hands between his legs, pressing them against his diapered crotch and, after a few seconds, managed to stop himself. Most days he would wet slowly and frequently, just letting go whenever he felt like it. It was just habit. That being said, his little 'accident' wasn't anything to worry about. The diaper was still pretty dry and he could still feel the powdery talc on his balls. The diaper had done its job. It didn't feel wet at all. But he would have to remember to control himself... for now at least.

Responding to a few work related emails before running over a few charts and statistics, Sam felt confident he was actually getting a lot done. Much to his surprise, he began wondering if he was actually more productive working at home, on his own terms, rather than sitting in an office all day. But by 11:04, his bladder was feeling uncomfortably full. He felt so alone. Jess might have been gone only two hours but he missed her. Sitting there, he realized that the peace of mind that came from wearing diapers wasn't just from the protection they provided. That was only half of it. The other half of it came from Jess. He had always sort of taken for granted the fact that she was always there. Whenever he needed a change, all he had to do was ask. Sometimes, not even that. On the one hand, he knew he'd be annoyed if she'd stayed home, coming in to check his diaper ever half hour. But now he wished she had been there.

A few months ago, when Jess had told him that she'd be making ALL the decisions when it came to his diapers, he'd resented her. But now he just realized that she had lifted a huge burden off of him at a time when he needed it most. Dealing with wearing diapers had been stressful enough but when she became responsible for checking and changing him, it was like wearing diapers became so much easier... at least when he accepted that his wife was in change of them.

Sam sighed realizing that there was no point in being uncomfortable any longer when he had a perfectly good diaper around his waist. Jess would be home in about an hour. He'd probably been in wet diapers for at least several hours many times when he slept. And after peeing, he could get back to work without any distractions. Sam sighed as the warm pee trickled over his balls, into the swelling diaper wicking the dampness away from his skin as it swelled up, surrounding him in warmth. As usual, his erection pressed up against the warmth of his wet diaper but he tried to ignore it. He didn't want to get distracted and, now that he didn't have to pee anymore, he was confident he could press on for a little while longer.

Around 11:30, Sam finally started to feel a little fatigued from sitting in front of the computer screen for so long. He figured he deserved a break. He was thirsty anyway and figured that, since he didn't have to worry about keeping his diaper dry anymore, he'd get a glass of water. Walking into the kitchen, the warm bulge between his legs reminded him he wouldn't be getting changed for at least another hour. Still... he felt relieved that Jess would be home soon enough... that is, until he felt a rumbling in his lower stomach that could only mean one thing. The urge came on rather suddenly but Sam just tried to clench his cheeks as he filled up his glass of water. Walking back to the table, the feeling seemed to increase but it got better once he sat down. The feeling was still there... but it wasn't nearly as urgent. He took a deep breath as he sipped his glass of water. Again, opting to throw himself back into his work to distract him, Sam opened his internet window. He had no new emails from his office. Hearing his cell phone ringing in the bedroom, he stood up to answer it, waddling over to the night stand in his damp diaper, he flipped open his phone. It was just his boss calling to check in. Nothing particular, he just wanted to make sure that Sam had everything he needed. Feeling a cramp in his stomach, Sam decided it would be safer to go back to sitting down. Returning to the table, Sam reassured his boss that he was doing well and thanked him again for the opportunity to work at home.

Putting down the phone, Sam looked at the tiny digital clock in the corner of his computer. It wasn't even noon yet. Once again, he wondered if it was a mistake to remain uncomfortable when he was wearing a perfectly good diaper. At least Jess wasn't around. Messing his diaper around her always made him feel so self conscious and embarrassed. But sitting at the kitchen table, home alone, in total privacy... he figured it couldn't be that bad. He didn't exactly like the feeling of messing his diaper... but he didn't dislike it either. Of course, he was always mortified when it happened in a public place but that was the situation he hated... not so much the feeling of it.

Standing up at the kitchen table, the urge increased even more than before. He knew he would barely even have to push. He took a deep breath and tried to relax. Bending his knees a little, he grunted, pushing a warm mess into his diaper. The poop spread out between his cheeks and across the seat of his diaper. It was such a relief... and even more of a relief knowing that no one was watching him. Even knowing that Jess wouldn't be home for a bit granted him a strange sort of confidence in messing his diaper. It wasn't embarrassing. In the past, there were times when it felt so wrong to him... but today, he was just relieving himself. There was no shame in it. He told himself it was just a normal bodily function.

Sam sighed, all finished and satisfied at what he'd done. Looking back at the place where he'd been sitting at the kitchen table, he was faced with the prospect of sitting down again. He hadn't thought about it before but, in order to get back to work, he'd have to sit back down... not an appealing idea at the moment. The clock on his computer read 12:02. He sighed knowing it would still be half an hour until Jess returned. He wanted to call her and tell her to hurry up. But he couldn't. He wouldn't. He couldn't bare the thought of calling Jess at work to tell her he'd messed his diaper. It was too embarrassing. She would be back to change his diaper soon enough. There was no use in worrying her.

Sam might have been in a poopy diaper, but he wasn't really embarrassed. Since it was close to his lunch hour, he figured he could wait a bit to get back to work. He'd earned a break. Walking into his bedroom, he very carefully laid down on his stomach in the bed. It was far more comfortable than sitting back down at the kitchen table. He pulled a pillow close to rest his head on. The bed pushed his damp diaper up against his crotch but he was almost comfortable enough to ignore the load in his diaper... almost. Burrying his face in the pillow, he could smell Jess' hair. He missed her. And the scent of his wife was infinitely better than his smelly diaper. After laying in the same position, daydreaming for a few moments, Sam carefully rolled onto his side. His hard penis began pressing up against the inside of the damp diaper. The clock on the nightstand read 12:12. Sam knew what would happen if he rolled onto his back. But as much as he hated to admit it, he had learned to like the feeling. Slowly rolling onto his back, he felt the warm mess squish and slide as it spread out over his butt making him sigh in ecstasy. The feeling made him even harder than he already was. He didn't know why the feeling made him react this way. But there was no one there to judge him.

He began thrusting his hips back and forth... back and forth. The mess continued to slide around a little in the seat but Sam didn't care. Rubbing the thick front of the diaper and trying in vain to get a grip on his crotch, the feeling was amazing. He knew it wasn't normal. But he didn't care. After a few minutes of thrusting into his diaper, Sam still hadn't satisfied himself and his arm was feeling sore. He stopped for a moment, out of breath and still aroused as ever. As his mind drifted back to reality, how disgusting he was seemed to flash through his mind. He just wished Jess would come home to change him. He had never wanted a diaper change so bad. He felt trapped.... trapped in something that felt good... but trapped nonetheless. He would stay aroused for as long as he stayed in his messy diaper. The guilt of messing himself on purpose was beginning to set in... and the only way to take his mind off the guilt was to start rubbing the front of his diaper again. It felt wonderful. He was actually starting to feel close to getting some satisfaction when he heard the front door open. He sighed, happy he'd be getting changed soon but also disappointed that he'd run out of time to satisfy himself. Rolling onto his side, he didn't have the time or coordination to get off the bed before Jess came in.

"Hey honey, how was your-" she stopped and sniffed the air a little.

"Uh... hi." he said.

"Um... hey." said Sam, carefully getting up off the bed and pulling his t shirt down to cover the tent that had formed in the front of his wet and messy diaper.

"Sweetie, how long have you been poopy?" she asked.

"Oh uh, not long. I don't know. 10 minutes." stammered Sam.

"Okay... well, sorry you had to wait. Lets get you changed, okay." she said taking her husband's hand and guiding him to the towel in front of them.

Without hesitation, Sam sat down on the towel and laid back, fully prepared now to get changed. Jess pulled a clean diaper out, unfolding it before placing it on the floor next to Sam's head, probably wanting to put it aside until she could get him cleaned up. Sam couldn't help but feel aroused again as he felt his wife's warm hands rolling up his t shirt, revealing his bare stomach. She then opened the box of baby wipes pulling out several in her hands before untaping Sam's diaper.

"Wow, you really made a mess in here, huh?" she said, noting how much everything had spread around.

Sam didn't respond. He just stared up at the ceiling as she proceeded to wipe him off thoroughly. He knew his attempt to satisfy himself earlier would mean the change would take just a little bit longer as Jess wiped every corner of his bottom. Still feeling fairly hard, he couldn't share his arousal, especially as Jess began paying closer attention to his balls as she cleaned them though the cold baby wipes. Her efforts to rub cool diaper rash cream over every corner of his bottom didn't help either. By the time the powder came, it felt like he'd been holding his knees forever. He sighed as he brought his bottom down to rest on the clean diaper and Jess closed him up, taping it shut. So much for getting any satisfaction. He was disappointed but the clean diaper felt great. He was glad Jess hadn't been late. He sat up on the floor as he watched his wife drop his used diaper into the diaper genie and remove the large plastic garbage bag from the metal cylinder. She walked out of the bedroom and out of the apartment. This was a common part of her routine when Sam messed himself. He cracked the window and sprayed some fabreeze to ensure that they could both forget about his messy diaper as soon as possible.

He walked into the kitchen to unplug his computer and take it into the bedroom with him. He didn't want to be around Jess after that. While he was fairly certain that Jess hadn't been aware that he'd been trying to masturbate earlier, he still felt awkward anyway. It had probably been obvious that he'd sat down in his mess several times... but she hadn't said anything. Laying on the bed with his computer in his lap, he managed to get another few hours of work done. Time seemed to fly by. Of course, knowing Jess was in the next room, he didn't hesitate to squirt pee into his diaper from time to time, knowing full well he could get changed anytime he wanted. It actually seemed to make him more productive. After all, he never had to get up to take a bathroom break! Satisfied he'd put in a good days work and now feeling like his diaper was pretty damp, eventually, he got up the courage to see what Jess was doing and maybe see about getting changed. Walking into the kitchen, he saw her standing over the stove cooking.

"Hey." he said.

"Hi honey, how was your first day of working at home? Overall I mean?"

Sam knew this was Jess' not so subtle way of saying, 'Apart from pooping in your pants, how was work?'

"Oh, it was fine... I just um... I was wondering...uh."

"What is it sweetie?" she asked, turning her attention away from the stove and looking at Sam.

"Well, when are we gonna get those pull ups you were talking about?" he asked hesitantly.

"I'm sorry honey, I didn't have time to get them today. If thats still what you want to do I'll swing by the medical supply store tomorrow and pick some up on my way home from work."

"Okay... thanks." he said.

"But in the meantime, you look like you're pretty wet." she said, glancing down at his diaper.

"Uh... yeah." said Sam absentmindedly.

"We'll get that taken care of." she said, putting the stove on low and taking his hand.

He wandered in behind her as she led him into the bedroom. He sat down on the towel as she began unfolding a new disposable diaper for him.

"Now I'm gonna be at work all day tomorrow so Shelby's gonna be coming by to keep an eye on you." said Jess kneeling down and untaping Sam's damp diaper.

"Keep an eye on me?" asked Sam, raising an eyebrow.

"You know what I mean. Keeping an eye on your diaper anyway. So I expect you to be on your best behavior for her, okay?"

"Yeah." said Sam with a sigh as Jess began wiping him off and shaking a sprinkle of baby powder on him.

[Nat]

Whoa, that has to be the longest chapter you have ever written. I hope you continue writing longer ones like this.

[diaperpt]

Thanks for this chapter. Yes, a long one, but necessary to develop Sam's feelings about being diapered all day as he worked at home.

He thinks he wants pull-ups, but how long will it be before he decides that he's just better off in a full diaper all day long. It really seems that he's beyond any thought of anything else.

[pins]

Thanks New Guy . The progression of the story is perfect , you keep me to want to read more but but I have to get to work . Great story .

Thanks

[reader]

Thank you NewGuy! This was a great new chapter. Will be very interesting to see how things develop with working from home and pull-ups. I'm hoping it's a failure and Sam goes on to diapers 24/7, but we will see. I really liked how Jess says "Shelby's gonna be coming by to keep an eye on you". Sounds a lot like a sitter to me.

Looking forward to more when you have time to write!

[Guest rayback2it]

as always this is great

[dldad]

Still enjoying the story and will wait for further adventures.

[booboobritches]

Awesome chapter NewGuy, without a doubt, one of the best stories on here........BooBoo

[mike indiapers]

Keep them coming - great story

[SallyKAT]

Just a normal day... and Sam thinks messing his pants (diaper) is just a 'normal bodily function'... heh heh

[deewet]

It will be interesting to see how Shelby will deal with any arousal if our baby again loads up his diaper mid day!

Can't wait for the next chapter, this is so exciting!!

Dee

[reader]

That would be an awesome scene to read about!