It turns out that the stepFORUM is addictive and ruins marriages.

A reader sent me this letter that his wife wrote him about how he’s let himself go and this site got a shout out in it. Glad to know that I am ruining people’s sex lives, it’s pretty fuckin’ legendary. Read the letter if you’re interested.

Where do I begin? We hooked up years ago. I actually thought your friend was cuter, but we kept running into each other and knew mutual friends and as you guessed it we hooked up. I wasn’t thinking right. You were cute, bad, daring, good in bed, made cute kids, cleaned the house, and it was more than I ever thought I wanted.

You got older. After going through your asshole guy stage and quitting drinking you seem to have lost your edge. I don’t miss the drinking mind you. Basically you started to drink and forgot to tell me which caused us lots of problems (because I don’t always follow the beat of your drum, but we’ll get to that later). But I liked you as an asshole in a way. Every good girl wants their bad boy and you fit the bill. As bad as you were, you were smart and could easily seduce me. Like when you would offer to go down, free of charge. I fell for that for years, and you know you always got laid afterwards. Or the small fact you used to care about showering, wearing clean clothes, and warming me up before an all-nighter. I wouldn’t be in the mood and you would wave your magic man stick and *boom* I was yours.

So back to losing our edge. You got lazy. You decided no big deal to skip showers or brushing your teeth. Like this morning, you want some. I can read it all over your face you have a purpose in life – to get laid. So you come up and put your arm around me (fine), but then I get a fucking whiff. That stench. The unmistakable smell of that nasty shit you spray on before you got to work along with a different equally rank deodorant. The two are enough to scare deer away from your van as you drive to work. I hate that shit, and goddammit you bought it without consoling me (and my sensitive nose). So on top of that – aroma – I can smell fucking armpit axle grease sweat balls stench. I really want to puke. That is sooooo not hot.

WTF??

So I ask, where did you get this shirt? You were naked in bed and I assumed when you got dressed you pulled something from somewhere *clean,* right? Oh, its my work shirt – FROM THURSDAY. Mind you, its fucking Saturday. So I ban you from my presence until you come to your senses. Then you come back, in different clothes. I am playing online, ignoring you. So you still want some. I can tell again, it just permeates from that brain in your penis. Instead of coming up, sweeping my hair back, kissing my neck, telling me I’m ________, you decide to take your boner and rub in on my back/ass (I am laying on the floor playing on the computer, get the picture).

Seriously, WTF? Have you lost your mind? No foreplay. No kissing (even one hot kiss would do the trick). No tit play. I’m just NOT, I repeat, NOT buying into your “game” or whatever the fuck you think you have going on. A boner bumping my clothed ass cheeks while I play online does, let’s see . . . NOTHING, zip, nada, just if anything *pisses* me off.

I hate you.

Then there are your brothers. All five of those half-fuckers. Three never call unless they want something. You wonder why I can’t be nice to them?? I hate users, losers, and abusers of people that have shit when they don’t. Then there is your other brother who can’t get a life or much of anything together. At 27, he should have a women, or a barrage of different women, his own place, a baby’s momma, something????? But no, he lives with his grandparents. Sure he drives a nice car, but it’s not for the women. Know why? He hasn’t had a girlfriend since he was 19. Sure I have heard stories of drunken encounters and countless girls who liked you and you really, really fucked it up (like getting drunk and puking/pissing on them). But come the fuck ON – grow some balls and pick up someone, anyone, and get a fucking life. I’m starting to think you are gay.

Then there is #5. He is the nastiest person alive. He claims to shower, but I beg to differ, sir! If he bathes, it’s probably in Crisco and dog shit. The worst part is, he has a GIRLFRIEND and roommate that are equally as nasty as him. And no, I won’t go visit after hearing stories of dog shit smeared into their floor and urine on the couch because they are too lazy to take the fucker outside. But the absolute WORST part?? You let them come over and visit, for hours if I would let you. Long enough to make me wash the couch cover (twice!), febreeze the entire carpet and couch under the cover, light candles, spray air freshener, open all the windows, bug bomb the house, and feel paranoid that even after all that something survived and will be left to haunt me. I hate you, and your nasty girlfriend and roommate. And no, I can’t be nice so quit asking!!!

Then your obsession with boxing, UFC, and Final Fantasy and that Drunkenstepfather loser porn bullshit. It is all wrong, wrong, WRONG! Yes, I am the one that deletes “your” fights off the TiVo No I don’t care who won or how they did it. I didn’t get HBO and Showtime for you to ruin every Saturday night recording your fights so you can play them back to your stupid ass friends every day for the next two weeks. I hate UFC. You can’t make me like it. They really look like they are humping each other and yes I will make fun of it verbally as you watch it because you won’t take it in the other room (I get the tv in the living room – not you!). I understand you hate my shows, but then why do I catch you watching them when I’m not looking. You don’t catch me watching your stupid fucking fights do ya? And by the way, it does not impress me that you are a level 75 beastmaster. My nipples don’t get hard at the sound of you bragging about your dumb ass games, k??? And by the way, if you shut that shit off at night and went to bed with me – you would probably most likely, I would say 97% of the time get some!!!! But no!!!! You really expect me to get rug burn fucking you on the floor as you watch boxing and play the Xbox. Eat shit and die.

I used to love you, but now I hate you.

Love,

Your pissed off, sexually frustrated wife

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