The Day After
by Will (c) 2007
She woke slowly. They always slept soundly after. Now it was morning. It was the Day-After.
She heard him up. He was in the kitchen. A little smile came to her face. She knew his mind was already at work on a little surprise. He always made extra efforts to please her the Day-After.
It had started months ago. Just an offhand remark by a coworker. By the time of the remark, he was trained to please. To him, pleasing her felt very, very good.
It was something said by a female coworker. The coworker was complaining about men. How they were so selfish and ignore you the Day-After. He had heard the hurt in the women’s voice. Her hurt had hurt him – Was he less than pleasing the Day-After?
He had asked his Lady about it that evening. He had described to her what the woman had said. Told her his thoughts on hearing it. Described how he had felt. Was he guilty also? Was he less pleasing the Day-After? Had he hurt her like this other woman had been hurt? He needed to know.
She had pouted playfully when he asked the question. Instantly, she saw it in his eyes. The recognition of were he could be more pleasing. She had told him he was still pleasing the Day-After. But her pout already had his mind working. He was such a good boy. Always looking for ways to please.
That had been months ago. She had been so pleased how his mind had adjusted his Day-After activities. Her breakfast in bed had been the first surprise. Now it was part of his morning routine.
She looked up. There he stood by the bed size. Her breakfast tray in his hand. She smiled. To her regular breakfast, he had added strawberries dipped in chocolate. MMMM, she thought. He knew that she liked strawberries. He knew she liked chocolate. Today, he had combined the two for her pleasure.
She was very pleased and she told him so. She hear the little catch in his breath. She knew he was experiencing pleasure from pleasing her. He was her good boy.
What more would he do today? The Day-After, breakfast was just a start. She had told him many of her likes over the years. His ears had heard it all. His subconscious had recorded it all. On the Day-After, some of her words would come back to his mind. His mind would then form a plan to provide her with a little surprise of his love – a card, an email, a single rose delivered to her work, a DVD, dinner, a play – so many possibilities. She say in his eyes something more was coming. He needed to be extra pleasing the Day-After. Such a good boy. So well trained.
By the time she finished breakfast, he was dressed for work. They kissed. For a moment she thought about taking him again. But she remembered he had an important meeting first thing this morning. And she would need to get up herself soon. Life sometime interrupted …
As she drove to work, she thought about him and knew he would be thinking about her. He would be working on her additional surprise. She knew it was coming. She knew she would like it. She always found this anticipation pleasing. She smiled. He was such a good boy. He was so well trained.
Tomorrow, his attentions would return to a normal level. He will still be pleasing, just back to normal.
Yes, tomorrow, she thought, his attention will return to normal, unless she decided to make tomorrow the Day-After also.
She smiled at this last thought, got out of her car, and went into work.