I must have been pretty tired. I barely remember lying down, but there I was reaching to turn off the alarm once again at 5:00 a.m. I pulled myself off the floor and got ready for the day ahead. I showered, shaved, etc....then proceeded to the kitchen to make breakfast.
I had to fumble around a little, looking for a recipe for French toast, but eventually I found it. Once I was satisfied with my preparation I took it to Jess. To my surprise she was already up and sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Thanks," she blurted, as she took the plate from my hands. "Here is a list of things to do around the house today. You can wear a sweatshirt, jeans, and tennis shoes while you do the yard work, but other than that I expect you to wear the usual. I am going out and I expect you to be done when I get home." Then she finished her last couple bites, finished getting ready and headed out the door.
I could not believe this list she gave me. I hope she did not plan on coming home anytime soon or there was no way I would get it all done. I had to mow the lawn one last time before winter, weed whack around the house, winterize the lawn, vacuum the whole house, do two loads of laundry, load and unload the dishwasher, put 4 bags of salt in the water softener, change the kitty litter, fix the spout in the spare bathroom, change any and all light bulbs that needed changing, dust off the two ceiling fans, and then shower once more before she got home.
I went to work almost immediately, hesitating just long enough to look the list over one more time in order to figure out the best way to do things. I loaded the washing machine and then the dish washer and then ran out to mow and weed whack. Before winterizing I switched the first load into the dryer, unloaded the dishwasher and threw some leftovers in the microwave for lunch.
After I got done winterizing I quickly changed back into my slave gear and went to fix the spout in the bathroom. This took me longer than expected and threw my schedule off from when I was guessing she would return. So I grabbed the water softener salt and ran down to the basement, filled up the softener, changed the kitty litter, and grabbed some light bulbs.
I changed the bulbs while I dusted the fans when it struck me that I left the salt bags and dirty cat litter in the basement so I rushed to get those before I forgot. I threw my trash away then grabbed my list to look it over one last time. All I had left to do was finish the laundry, vacuum, and take a shower, but it was already approaching 7 p.m. and I had no idea when she would be home.
I threw my panties in with the last load of laundry knowing they had to be pretty sweaty the way I had been running around. Then I started vacuuming. It felt a little strange vacuuming the house wearing just some leather cuffs and a collar, but at the same time it was kind of nice. I finished up just as the washer finished. I pulled the first load from the dryer and moved the second in its place. I folded the first load, put it away and then jumped in the shower.
I wanted so desperately to relax, but was not sure that was a safe thing to do so I hustled through it, dried my self off, and did a little grooming. When I checked the dryer it still had a few minutes to go so I took the opportunity to look over the house one last time and make sure everything was in order. It was good that I did because I had left a glass out and forgot to put the vacuum away. My timing could not have been much better as the dryer went off right as I put the vacuum in the closet.
I grabbed a basket and folded the towels in the dryer, quickly put them away, and put my pale green "Saturday" panties back on. It was now pushing 9:00 p.m. and I had not heard a word from her. I decided to try to relax a bit and lie down on the couch when I heard the garage door going up. My Diva had returned. I got up and walked over to the spot where I knew she would want me and knelt with my eyes cast down. Moments later she walked in with a couple shopping bags under each arm.
"Take these," she commanded. "I expect everything to be put away immediately." Then she walked straight into the bathroom, closed the door and began to run herself some bath water. She did not even look at the house and notice all the hard work I had done. I was dejected.
I opened the bags to find a couple pair of shoes, some new blouses, a dress, and a sweater. I put the shoes right where I knew she wanted them. Then I folded the sweater and put it in her drawer. Finally I pulled out the blouses and the dress and noticed they were a bit wrinkled. I got out the ironing board and iron and went to task. Just as I finished up and put the last thing away I heard her calling for me. I went to the edge of the tub right away.
"You've worked hard today, haven't you?" she asked.
"Yes, mistress," I answered.
"Why don't you go get some rest then," she responded. "I won't need you again until morning." Then she put her washcloth back over her eyes and shooed me out the door.
I was taken aback, but at the same time too exhausted to say anything so I just found my spot on the floor and went to sleep.
Sunday, November 3..............
I woke Sunday morning with a start. A little bit of sun was peeking through the blinds. "How did I miss the alarm?" I wondered to myself. I looked up at the clock to see it was nearly 8 a.m. I shot out of bed knowing I was going to be in huge trouble.
Before I could make it all the way to my feet I heard Jess say as she stepped through the doorway into our room, "I turned the alarm off. You have nothing to worry about. Now get ready and meet me in the kitchen for breakfast when you get done."
A sense of relief washed over me and I proceeded to the bathroom to take a shower. When I was all done I came out of the bathroom and reached in the drawer to get my panties of the day but could not find them. I looked again, but they were nowhere to be found.
Jess must have heard me shuffling around. "You aren't going to find any no matter how hard you look," she called from the other room. "It's Sunday. You don't need panties. Now hurry up."
I continued to dry myself off, finished the rest of my grooming, and then put my cuffs and collar back on. After that I headed in to join her. I found her sitting at the bar in the kitchen looking over the Sunday paper while eating a donut and enjoying some coffee.
"Have some." She pointed at the open box and the glass of milk she had poured for me. Part of me was disappointed that this was all we were having for breakfast, but part of me was also glad that I did not have to make anything.
As I took my first bite from the chocolate cake donut I had selected I heard her say, "You did a nice job with the house yesterday so I thought I'd get us a treat."
"Thank you, mistress," came my response, as I swallowed. I stood there in relative silence as I finished my donut and started on another.
"While I was out of town yesterday I had someone check up on you every once in a while to make sure you weren't cheating," she commented, as she continued to flip through the paper. "I'm happy to say you did well. Although I have to ask why you chose to go without the panties while you vacuumed. She told me that she had a hard time leaving after a couple minutes of watching your tight body strut around in just a little bondage gear. So, where were your panties?"
"They were in the wash, mistress. I wanted to be ready for you when you got home and I had been sweating all day," I answered, and then finished my last gulp of milk.
"Very good," she replied. "Anyway, as I was saying, Amber was pretty impressed with you when she checked up on you yesterday so I told her she could come over and play. You remember Amber, don't you? Cute, young, little redhead, with a body that won't quit. She should be here any minute." She looked up from her paper to see the look on my face and to watch my cock begin to twitch. "I see. You do remember Amber," she laughed.
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