She's pissed

You lie there with your sexy wife, after just cumming deep insider her pussy, waiting for her orgasm to wear off to see how she reacts. "You fucking asshole, why did you cum inside me, you know I'm off the pill. So fucking typical of you Adam, act like such a nice guy and then go and fucking ruining it. I bet you've only been nice to me all this time to get in my pants. God fucking dammit, now I'll have to get the morning after pill, which will make me feel like shit." Samantha screams, as she tries to get your cum out of her pussy, well this is closer to the normal, dammit why didn't you remember condoms. You try and comfort Samantha and she slaps you hands away as you try and put the on her shoulders. This causes her to fall backwards, and you smile before you can stop yourself. "Well I hope your happy Adam, you can go sleep on the fucking couch, if you find it so fucking hilarious." Samantha scream as she throws a pillow at your head. You get up and think about trying to argue back, but you see just how angry she is, and you know the doctors warned her about getting angry, considering she's already practically seething with rage the last thing she needs is you trying to drag this out, you think as you take Franks advice and think about Samantha's feelings right now. You take the pillow and a spare blanket from the closet, mumble an apology to Samantha who doesn't even react, and head down to the sofa.

You lie on the sofa and try and work out how you manage to fuck this up after doing so well, you decide to text Frank and see if he has any advice on how to patch things up. He doesn't reply for half an hour and you give up and think of heading to sleep, when you finally get a lengthy reply.

Sorry to hear about your bust up buddy, you did good letting the argument go, and not making it worse, but don't expect that to win you any favors. I don't know what you did, but just be as nice as you can, don't rise to any of her comments, and get her something nice tomorrow, nothing expensive just thoughtful. Don't try and spoil her as she'll think you're just trying to bribe her.

Weather out the storm and try to just take her anger in your stride, she'll calm down eventually. If you want anymore advice then you'll have to try something like maybe therapy to find out where this anger comes from. I do have a way you might be able to work things out, it should be effective, and fun if you both play along, but it's pretty drastic I'll warn you now. So if you want me to I'll set it up, but you have to promise me you'll see it to the end. If you agree I'll talk it through with Samantha and if she agree's we'll do it.

Take Care buddy, hope the couch doesn't give you back ache.

P.S. If it does, do not fucking complain to Samantha about it.

You wonder what his idea might be, and what would be more **** than therapy, but you text that you'll do anything, as you desperately want this marriage to survive. You hear Samantha's phone go off and then she storms out of the bedroom and down the stairs to you. "Are you serious about this plan?" She says flatly, her green eyes staring right through you like a finely honed blade. "If it will help us then yes, I want this to work Sam, I wish I didn't constantly screw up, and if this helps us then I'm deadly serious. I love you Sam." You say and look into her green eyes. "Well then, I guess I'll see you tomorrow then." Samantha says seductively and kisses you on the cheek. As she walks off in a very cheerful news. You don't know what Frank told her but she seems really happy, and you can sleep better now that Samantha has calmed down. You drift off on the sofa as you wonder what this **** plan is, and why Samantha seemed to calm about it.