The smell of breakfast cooking and fresh coffee brewing awakened me, and I knew Pet was in the kitchen. By the smell of the aroma coming from the kitchen she had outdone herself.
I could hear her humming some classical Irish tune happily as she puttered about with the finishing touches. I started to go to her immediately, but first I needed a shower to freshen up and get ready for work.
I grabbed a towel and turned down the hallway towards the bathroom. As I entered the bathroom, I found a fresh steaming cup of coffee, fresh towels, and boxers laid out perfectly for me.
'My God,'
I thought,
'She was too much!'
I concluded.
For a moment, I stood there scratching my head and wondering how she did that; and the coffee was still hot!
As I hummed to myself and thought back to the events of the prior evening, that familiar stirring in my loins gained my attention. I tried to ignore it, but by now it was no use.
As I dried off, I could smell her perfume; light and clean, on the air. I fully expected to see her standing there as I dried off, watching me with that wicked grin on her lips, but where my towel was before were my clothes and wallet ready for me to get dressed. I sipped happily on my coffee and dressed, then made my way to breakfast.
She was simply amazing. She must have awakened a full hour before me to get this ready. There was still another couple of days to go before Valentine's Day, but I couldn't wait any longer to give her my gift.
I opened my desk drawer in the den and retrieved the envelope for her and handed it over as I gave her a quick peck on the cheek. I watched her closely to judge her reaction as I devoured my plate of bacon, eggs and toast. As she read the words on the coupon her face flushed slightly and a broad grin came over her.
"Sir, are you sure about this, trusting me with full control of you?" She inquired.
"I want to give you the opportunity to act on any desires you may have that I haven't addressed over the last couple of years." I responded.
I knew she had some Dominant traits of her own, lurking in her mind, but she never had the courage to act on them. I also wanted to use this chance to pick her brain and find out any hidden fantasies she hadn't let on about.
As a final gesture, I handed her my "hobby" credit card, the one I used strictly for fun... instructing her to get whatever she may want and that I would be open to whatever she had in mind.
Over the next several days, my mind was filled with various scenarios of
"what if's"
and
"maybe's."
But she simply let day after day go by without redeeming her gift.
I was sure that she just didn't have the nerve to switch the tables and Dominate her Master, the one who had pushed her to the limit of her own desires and punished her for her sassy tone.
I soon chalked the idea up as one that wasn't suited for her and forgot about it.
That is, until the day before Valentine's Day.
As I was waking from the sunshine in my eyes coming through the bay window, I startled fully awake. She was sitting on the edge of the bed, smiling at me.
"Better hurry Sir, or you're going to be late!" Her soft voice urged me to get out of bed quickly.
As I hurried and bolted for the shower, I found the usual towel, but no boxers had been put out. Had she forgotten?
'But she never forgets anything when getting me ready for work,'
I thought. I then looked at the clock on the bathroom counter and realized that I was about an hour behind!
