Mmmmmmmm… I’m exhausted. Greg and I were making out until gone midnight last night. It’s funny really. I was having sex until gone midnight…. While you were doing your chores until gone midnight. I slept in until mid-morning though, whilst you were up at six am. Such a contrast….. Then I went shopping with the girls, a late lunch out with my Mum, and here I am falling asleep. While you’ve been working hard all day and now, it’s eight pm, and you have to keep going with your chores!
You’re my husband but you don’t even get to touch me, just admire my body, while Greg can have me whenever he likes. You must be so horny. Anyway, I can’t keep my eyes open much longer…
So don’t spend too long staring at my sexy legs… You sill have have to bring the washing in, get our ironing done and Greg’s…. and Mr Hardcastle wants you to bring his ironing from last night round after the football finishes at ten o’clock. And you’ll have to change into your pink sissy frock with white stockings… he wants a blow job too!
Hopefully he won’t keep you too long because I want my car cleaned, inside and out before you go to bed. I’m heading off to the beach around ten o’clock with a few friends, we’ll catch some sun and have a swim, with a champagne lunch there too.
You’ll need to be up by six am again, there is a full list of chores on the kitchen bench… they’ll likely keep you going all day. I would like breakfast served in bed about nine o’clock please. You can have that left over pasta I meant to throw out on Wednesday night for lunch. I’m sorry I used it as an ashtray….
Oh, and Greg is coming round for a meal and more sex on Sunday night…. so you can prepare a nice dinner for us. Hopefully you can get an early night ready for work on Monday…… Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz