Jeffery's Perfect Day

The good thing about being a housewife, Jeffery knew, was that she had purpose. Her man, Alex, the only man for her, had needs. He needed a clean and orderly home, which Jeffery loved to take care of. He needed to be fed, and cooking was something that Jeffery never considered a chore. He needed someone who would be loyal to him, through thick and thin, forsaking all others, a one man woman. Jeffery was proud to be a woman with eyes only for Alex Alexander.

Then there were his physical needs.

Jeffery's husband was a unique man, and his physical needs were just as unique. She knew that to be married to Alex meant to only ever be with Alex, but there was just no way Jeffery could put those kinds of demands on her husband. That would be cruel! Besides, there weren't enough hours in the day if Jeffery was to take care of all of her husband's needs. She needed help.

Fluffing one of Tina's pillows, then placing it neatly down on the bed, bending at the waist, Jeffery thanked her lucky stars for the young woman. That's what she was. Tina was no longer a girl. Sure, she was struggling to finish school, but there was no way Tina was a girl. The way she had bravely returned to complete her high school, despite previous failures, the way she had bravely moved in with complete strangers, the way she helped out with Alex's erections without any complaint. No, Tina was a woman, and Jeffery was proud to have her in the family.

Even at work Jeffery had help. Straightening from the now immaculately made bed, Jeffery rolled her eyes at the thought of having to take care of her husband's needs at that office of his. Not only could Jeffery not imagine ever working in an office (how dreadful!), but if she had to take care of Alex there, she would never get anything done around the house! No, that's why there were career women like Amanda. Amanda could have all the filing, all the spreadsheets, all the under-the-desk blowjobs she wanted. Jeffery knew her place, and it was in the home.

She surveyed the room. Tina wasn't a particularly messy woman, but she did have some bad habits. She had left a bra hanging from the closet door, her make-up was strewn over her vanity, and once again Tina had left her vibrator on her night stand, next to the picture of Alex she was constantly stealing from their photo album. Maybe she should just give the picture to Tina, put it in a nice frame. That way it wouldn't get ruined. Jeffery knew what Tina was using the picture for. She didn't blame the young pink-haired woman.

Flitting around the room, Jeffery finished her tidying. The room was spotless, just the was she liked it. Turning on her four-inch heels, she decided that the hallway needed some vacuuming, and then she would get started on windows. Yes, Jeffery's day, just like every other day, was a perfect day taking care of her man.