Trying to work…

I went back to my desk and tried to focus on work and not on everything else that had been going on today but that was really hard. I lasted about 45 minutes before I called my boss to tell them I needed to take the afternoon off to handle some personal issues. I have a pretty good rapport with my boss and a decent reputation around the office so no one asked any questions as I packed up and left for the day.

I needed to head home and do what I can to make sure I’m in Adam’s good books when he arrives home tonight. I tossed ideas back and forth in my head the whole way home on how to do that, should I cook him a nice fancy dinner, play his favourite movie, throw a party? All these ideas ran around my mind over and over again but it wasn’t until I opened the door to the apartment and stepped inside that I realised what I needed to do…

I took the rest of the day, about 6 hours until Adam would be home and I cleaned the apartment from top to bottom, side to side - every room, nook and cranny was cleaner than the day we moved in when I was done with it and I was done about 5 minutes before Adam got home, just enough time to get changed into some little running shorts and a skin tight tank top that was probably a size too small, along with my unfortunately new panties of course. I try to calm my nerves and cool off with a glass of wine on the couch while I wait for that door to open and whatever fate awaits me to walk inside.