A change

Tuesday morning, I woke to Jill looking down at me wrapped in a towel. She smiled at me and told me that I needed to shower. She told me that I needed to shave, I was a agori and wanted to be kori not a ecthros. I wasn't sure that that meant, but I am guessing it was something like slob. When I went in the bathroom, instead of a fresh pack of blades for my razor, there was a bulk pack of women's body razors and body shaving lotion. I must have said something aloud in my confusion, because Jill stuck her head in and smiled...

"You know, I never told you, but that one time you shaved your junk for that bet with me, that was the most I enjoyed giving you head," Jill said, "Think of this as being sexy for me."

I shaved my body and crotch to please Jill. Something in my head told me to do it for her. The lotion was tingling. I went back to the bedroom, and Jill was already dressed in a pair of skin tight pink and black leggings and sports bra and was holding a pair of black leggings and a white tank top for me.

"Get dressed, we are going to do circuits in the back yard," She ordered.

I did as my wife instructed, and she just giggled when I asked about underwear. The leggings had a built in pouch. We did sprints, pushups, something she called "Kiss Ups' (where she held my feet down with her knees and her head between my knees so I did a situp until I kissed her), jogging around the yard, and finally pulses of sprints while walking laps. Jill said she was proud of me. We went back in and showered together, something we hadn't done in a while. Jill dressed in sexy shiny leggings and a sports bra and gave me a thong, shorts and a tank top to wear while I worked. I tried to resist at first, but she asked if I had any tele-meetings or zoom or anything like that today, and I said no, so she insisted.

"I want to see you dress for me," she purred.

She made lunch for me and then, cooked dinner while I worked on a project that afternoon. She left the house to go to the gym with instructions that I was to eat dinner and then watch the DVD she had left on the coffee table while she went to work out and have the prayers and dinner with her sisters.

"What is it?" I looked at the contents of the bowl in the fridge.

"Greek Salad," she said, "Like a chef salad, I put chicken in it. And don't eat that smaller bowl in the fridge, that's my lunch tomorrow."

"Salad? there is no Lettice," I noted.

"Yeah," She plucked an olive out of the larger bowl before heading out, "If I gave you a normal Caesar or chef salad, you would smoother it in fatty ranch dressing."

I couldn't argue with her there. I looked at recycled pickle jar with the dressing label on it and swirled it before smelling it. Smelled like vinegar. I finished my work and ate, the salad wasn't half bad, I just barely managed to resist putting Ranch dressing on it. I sat down to watch the DVD after washing my bowl and felt a bit groggy as the program started. A woman's low voice started to drone on about the Greek's earth mother and the story of creation, Kronos the tyrant, the plot of the Titaness and the revolt of the Olympians... Some where after the birth of Athena I completely passed out. I woke to Jill kissing me. She wasn't angry that I had passed out. She got me up and took me to bed and told me we would be up early in the morning for more early exercises before work.