Day 25
Lousie went out last night and certainly left me without any spare time! When I walked through the door the kitchen was in a right state where she had been baking cakes; flour everywhere, baking trays, bowls etc. First we sat down together with a coffee while I ate my sandwiches that she had made for me (I had a hot meal at lunchtime), and then I ran her a bath. Scrubbed her back, dried her, helped her get dressed, straightened her hair, and cleaned her shoes ready for her to leave.
She asked that after I cleaned the kitchen, I would go to the supermarket and get her a few things. Of cause I said that I would and she handed me £50 and said that the shopping list was down in the utility room. She was picked up about 7.30 and I started cleaning the kitchen which I finished by approx 8.15. I then went to the utility room and had the shock of my life. She had left me the shopping list and also a note that said that she had locked my wallet and the car keys in the filing cabinet, and that I would have to walk to the supermarket and that she wanted to see the change and receipt to prove that I had not spent any extra money on transport etc! And to top it all, here are the things that were in the list:
2 Carrots
2 courgettes
Tub of Vaseline
Can of squirty cream
Pair of fishnet hold-ups
Disposable latex gloves
Pink Marigold gloves - Size L
Box of Tampax super
Panty pads
Charlie Red body spray
Pink dog collar (large enough to fit me)
Dog lead
Small padlock
Chocolate sauce
Electric toothbrush
Paddle style hairbrush
Nail varnish (Plum colour)
It took me 35 minutes to walk each way, and about 45 minutes at the supermarket to gather everything and pay for it. It is amazing that such a mixture of everyday items when put together cause such embarrassment, I felt that other people in the queue and the checkout operator were judging me, and it probably did not help that I had a rosy embarrassed glow.
By the time that I got home, laid everything out in the kitchen with the change and receipt, it was past 10.30 and I was knackered. My last suprise was when I got up to the bedroom and laying on the bed was a nightie on her pillow, and a pair of red satin pyjamas on my pillow with a note saying to put them on if I wanted them. I love the feeling of satin, so I put them on, they are made of the really soft silky sort and felt wonderful against my skin - they turned me on so much that I was really bursting in my chastity cage. That was the last thing I remember until I woke up this morning to find my wife laying next to me in bed with her fingers tweaking my nipples. She told me what a good boy I had been and that she has something planned for tonight for doing everything that she had asked.