Daddy Pee Pee.

[Sissy Poopsie]

I will add to it within the next few days baby Samantha sorry for the delay been busy lately. I have a few ideas for this one.

[naughty baby hubby]

Great start. I do like the realistic theme, so man guys of that age have dribble problems. Having to get up at night to do a pee waking a long suffering wife up ever time !!!. Then to make matters worse dribbling during the dayonly to expect his wife to wash his pissy skid marked pants.No wonder the wife in your story is taking matters in to her own hands. i would mot suppries me if the if the dirty hubby has be looking at filth on the internet as well !! I am sure wife and daughter will have lots of humiliations in store, oh my he will feel silly if hasto be potty trained again. Having to ask his step daughter for the potty and her overseeeig his efforts !!

[Sissy Poopsie]

Once we enter the restaurant I see that Bert and the wife have already arrived and are already seated. The waitress shows myself and Mary to our seats. The waitress asks if we would like any drinks and before I get a chance to reply Mary takes over and orders a beer for me glass of non alcoholic wine for herself.

When the waitress leaves Mary apologises for our being late to Joan and then much to my embarrassment explains about my little accident. Joan giggles at my expense and I feel my face flush as she tells Mary " oh I have had the same problem on occasion with Bert but thankfully not so often as to be a problem. "

Mary nods " well with Frank here it happens on a daily basis and to be honest Joan I am getting fed up with it. It is like living with an adult toddler. He dribbles in his underpants and he doesn't even bother these days to wipe himself properly. It's got so bad that when doing his laundry I have started to use Napisan to wash his peed and poopy underwear. Well it's what I used to wash Janes terry nappies in years ago so I now use it on his undies. "

I am mortified to be being discussed like this and I can see Bert is embarrassed for me but Mary and Joan seemed to be enjoying my discomfort. Whilst all of this was being discussed the waitress turned up with our drinks and took our order. I decided to have the spaghetti Bolognese as it's my favourite meal and after the day I have had I thought I deserved it.

I took a big swig out of my beer glass and it tasted great. It was lovely and cold and it certainly hit the spot. Attempting to change the subject I ask Bert how he has been to which he replies he has been well and that work and his health have been  good lately.  Taking another drink from my glass I drain it and ask the waitress for another round of drinks for the table.

Mary gives me one of her hard states " don't you think you should take it easy with the beer love. We wouldn't want you wetting your pad would we? " Blushing I tell her " don't you worry about me sweetie I can handle my drink, I have never had a problem handling my beer before  and I won't now. "

Our meal arrives and we start to eat Joan asks Mary " so what's this about a pad Mary, what kind of pad does Frank have on? " Before Mary gets a chance to reply I splutter  " Mary I forbid you to discuss my private business in public. It's a private matter which I intend to resolve tomorrow as I explained earlier. "

I put a big fork full of Bolognese in my mouth and without noticing a large dollop of it falls onto my new shirt. Mary clears her throat " firstly Frank I will talk to my friend about anything I choose. Secondly have you seen the state of your new shirt it is splattered in Bolognese sauce. It's probably ruined I doubt I will be able to get them stains out. "

As the waitress passes our table Mary calls her over. The girl arrives and asks how can she be of service. My wife asks her if the restaurant has such a thing as a large cloth napkin instead of the normal paper ones. The waitress confirms they do have them but they don't use them very often. Mary asks if it could be possible to bring me one and at the same time bring more drinks for the table. The girl nods and goes to carry out Mary's instructions.

She then turns to Joan " in answer to your question Joan the type of pad my husband is wearing is a maxi pad sanitary towel to deal with his dribbling. "  On hearing this Joan laughs out loud and I notice even Bert has a grin on his face which just makes me more angry. I gulp down more of my beer and complain to Mary she is going to far.


Joan looks at me saying " rather than having a tantrum you should be thanking your wife for trying to help you deal with your obvious problem. "

Mary is busy rooting through her handbag as Joan chastised me. Mary then announces " ah there it is I thought I had one in here. " 

I have no idea what she has found but I am soon going to find out much to my shame. The waitress arrived back and gives everyone their drinks. She then hands me the white napkin and leaves the table. Mary gets up from her seat and makes her way over to mine. Taking the napkin from me she folds it into a triangle shape and before I realise what's she is about to do she puts it round my neck like a bib and pins it with a safety pin behind my neck.

There we go she says that ought to save you spilling anything else down your front. I demand she takes it off me right now as people from other tables are starting to notice and stare at me.

Mary just chuckles saying " if your going to eat and act like a toddler I will treat you like one. If you carry on having a tantrum I will get that nice young lady to bring you a sippy cup for your drink. Would you like me to ask her for one Frank? Blushing again I tell no I wouldn't like that at all.I

She smiles " well then be a good boy and eat all your dinner up whilst us grown ups chat. "  Mortified I eat the rest of my meal while they chat amongst themselves. A few more sauce stains find there way onto my make shift bib. Joan notices and remarks " maybe you should buy him some bibs for home Mary he sure is a messy eater. "

Mary agrees with her and they both laugh. With the meal over Mary unpins the napkin and thanks Joan and Bert for a nice evening. Joan says that we must all catch up again soon to which Mary agrees.

Before leaving I tell Mary I would like to use the facilities as I need a wee. Mary asks if I need a fresh pad,  which she is not discreet about saying. Instead she announces it quite loudly. I blush telling her that no it won't be necessary. She then tells me to go but not to take all night about it. She says she will take care of the bill till I get back.

I enter the Gents and once in there I go to the urinal. When I put my hand in boxers I feel the pad inside them. My anger at my treatment tonight starts to boil over and I pull the pad out of my undies and through it in the bin in disgust.

Standing at the urinal I feel myself swaying a little because of the alcohol I have drunk tonight. When I finish I feel my boxers are a little damp and there are stains on the crotch my trousers.

I am dreading leaving the toilet but know I can't hide in here forever. Slowly I make my way out and find Mary waiting on me. Joan is chatting with her but when she sees me her eyes go directly to my crotch. On seeing the damp patch on my pants she exploded " this is the final straw as of now there are going to be big changes. That's the second pair of pants you have wet in just a few hours, you just can't be trusted to stay dry. "

She takes my arm and marches me with Joan and Bert behind us over to our car. She tells me to stand beside the car as she retrieves something from the boot.  She opens the back door of the car and places a big bit of plastic onto the back seat.

She tells me to get in and sit on the plastic. I complain that I want to sit in the front and don't want to sit on a plastic sheet all the way home. Grabbing me by the ear she pushes me into the seat and buckles me in. With me still complaining she takes my right hand and forces my thumb into my mouth telling me to sit still and be quiet. She tells me she doesn't want to hear my voice all the way home so I am to suc-k my thumb whilst she says goodnight to the other adults.

She then puts the child safety locks on and shuts the car door. I can see her chatting with Joan and Bert but can't hear what's being said.

A few minutes later she gets in the car and without saying a word to me we start the drive home.I


TBC




 

[naughty baby hubby]

Nice chapter I love the slow burn. Good that it wriiten in a realistic format and is very beleiveable paticuarly for older men who have dribbling issues. First real todders humilation having to suc-k his thumb. I can see real fear in hubby about what he can expect when they arrive home.May be a nappy for night times why be the order of the day or a spanking

[antonia]

Outstanding! Writing at the highest level. I’ll not make suggestions because you are clearly in command!

[Baby Samantha]

This is was a slow burner to start with but you could sense where it was going and things look to be getting a lot worse (goody) for Daddy - can’t wait for more xx

[krystalasbaby2017]

I know your busy but please take time to give us an update before everyone gets really busy with all that before Christmas confusion