Yesterday I decided to go see a leather sectional I saw on a website. Traffic was not bad since it was Sunday, but my cuckold was driving somewhat recklessly. I hate that. He was using his navigation system which is annoying too. Everything here is located by just getting on a major road and turning right or left. Nothing that is deserving of a tricked out navigation system.
Although he did exercise patience while we were in the furniture store, he was acting bitchy the minute we stepped out of the store. He threw a mini rant in the parking lot. I said something about checking out a mega mall, and he said, “What if we get lost?”. (As in lost in the mall. He has no sense of direction). I told him he was always so fearful. This was the statement that pissed him off.
He proceeded to tell me, “You can make me in to a cuckold. Tell me that I have a little dick, but if you ever want me to stop having you in my life, then tell me I am afraid of something. This is who I am as a man, and I will do whatever you want and tell me, but I am not afraid of anything!” Oooops. I guess I touched a nerve. I just let him finish his rant, and then we were on our way to eat.
Of course he had to use his navigation system, even though we were surrounded by a kajillion restaurants. He choose a nearby restaurant on his little system. Plugged the information in the GPS which was obnoxious since it told him the place was fifty meters away. I expressed my opinion about it being stupid, but he told me that he listened to his car and not me. So he plugged it in, and his car said, “You have arrived before we moved.” I guess the car thought he was being silly too, and he did not need directions for 50 meters either.
So then he proceeded to follow the arrows on the system to the adjacent parking lot. Only it quickly said we had passed it. I looked around, and it was not located in that plaza and suggested we eat at another restaurant. Cuckboy insisted the was going to listen to his car. He made a circle, and followed the arrows which lead him back to the furniture store. I was close to busting out in laughter.
I told him to try behind the plaza, but he insisted on listening to his car which was so passive aggressive toward me. So his car told him that he had arrived again, but there was not a restaurant. Then he decided to try behind the plaza, but it was not there, and the car said we had arrived again. Obviously the restaurant information was incorrect, but he insisted on following his car’s GPS. So this time he followed the car back to the furniture store, and headed toward the dumpsters. I told him to pick another restaurant, so he did.
The menu tells you which direction and how far it is located. It said south and less than 1 mile. Instead of just driving in that direction, he placed the information in the navigation system. The car said, “Fifty yards!”. I started to howl and laugh. He was so pissed. He said that I was not familiar with GPS, and that the fifty yards was just to make a U Turn. Indeed he was right. I was in the dark about GPS. We went fifty yards to turn around, then we went two blocks in the opposite direction to arrive at the restaurant. No wonder he is fearful of getting lost. He has every reason to worry about getting lost.
After we ate, we needed to get on a ramp which I pointed out, but he insisted on listening to the car, only the car did not tell him in time. We just needed to listen to car as it told us to make the next legal U Turn. LMAO
So where are my cuckold shopping tips? Here they are:
1. Never let your cuckold cum for at least four days before a major shopping trip. He will be worked up, but will not pull any of the crap I stated about my Sunday shopping trip.
2. Drive yourself. Make your cuckold sit in the chick seat!
3. If you have a well trained cuckold that follows your instructions, be careful of a navigation system with a female voice. He will follow her voice no matter how ridiculous. He will justify not listening to you so he can make use of his expensive gadget. If he must drive, remind him that the navigation system is not a female and therefore does not have all the answers. It is artificial intelligence: Not substitute for a real woman’s intelligence, and should only be used as an aide for the feeble. Not as a substitute for thinking or relying on your Cuckoldress for assistance.
4. Let him pull a navigation fiasco on occasion, so that you may laugh at the time about it, later blog about it, and share it with your next date. This will allow your cuckold feel in control for a bit, and you may use it against him in the future.
5. If you decide to buy the sectional, make sure on the way home that you delegate responsibilities to your cuckold. Make sure he moves the other sofa to the new location, cleans the day of delivery, and takes time to accept the delivery so that you will not have to do anything.
Remember Cuckoldresses: You can be right all the time, or you can be happy. Some times it is OK to let your cuckold to rediscover the location of his balls. It makes it fun to grab em back from him.
Remember Cuckolds: It is OK to try to get your balls back. Just remember it will be temporary:)
For all of you guys that are not cuckolds: I know that previously your “manhood” did not allow you to ever ask for directions, but just because you have GPS navigation does not mean your “manhood” is any less funny to women.