Thursday, August 14, 2014


Caring for Nancy's and Sue's shoes is part of my daily routine and really doesn’t take much time – usually just a few minutes a day – but every few weeks or so i’ll go through Nancy and Sue’s closets – with their permission, of course – and clean and inspect all their shoes. There’s not a lot of magic to taking care of one’s Wife’s shoes, but it is deeply satisfying nonetheless.

Many happy thoughts and memories spring from mention of Women’s shoes. So much that i learned about Women’s shoes comes from (Nancy’s grandmother) Joan, my strict mentor who taught me so much about all things Feminine. From Joan i learned so much about the emotional side of Women’s shoes. Shoes were an entitlement as far as She was concerned, and buying them was a time-honored ritual. As for learning the technical side of Women’s shoes, well, i credit the Women’s Boutique with that. i often work in their shoe section, most often doing stocking and inventory, but sometimes working the floor, waiting on customers. If ever one sees how much Women love shoes, it is on the sales floor of an upscale shoe store. i’m sure that many Women were initially uncomfortable with a man serving them, but i soon developed a clientele as more and more women realized i wanted patiently and dutifully to serve them. These Women loved the personal attention i gave them, and they appreciated my knowledge of shoe fashion – the former a result of Joan’s diligent training of me, the latter the result of my reading Women’s fashion magazines and the fashion press.

There were also little things i did that were appreciated, things that grew out of my desire to serve. A cup of coffee or tea, served on china was, always offered to Women trying on shoes. i made sure we had a fresh pot brewing and an assortment of teas. If a Woman were trying on dress shoes but not wearing hosiery, i’d make sure to give Her a pair of knee-high nylons gratis with which to try on shoes. I’d offer to help Women try on shoes, usually ones with buckles or straps. My clientele loved this – a little bit of pampering they called it.

If i noticed a Woman’s own shoes were in need of touching up, with permission i’d take them to the back room for a quick cleaning and polishing. Let me share a trade secret here – using a light coat of petroleum jelly cleans, shines, and conditions shoes of any color and does so quickly.

Once my Customer made Her selection, i’d ring up Her purchases, but not before offering Her a complimentary pair of pantyhose to go with Her new shoes.  i enjoyed, and always will enjoy, serving Women and, as I hoped, taking their shoe buying experience to another level.


Saturday, August 2, 2014


(To pick up where we left off in part 1…)

What do we tell workshop participants about the Woman’s controlling money? Plenty! Let’s compile a list of what Women should do in taking and maintaining control…

As the superior gender, Women are entitled to control and use money as They desire.
Financial control requires his commitment, too -- once committed there’s no turning back!

It’s not “his and Her” money – it’s all Hers! And She can do with it as She sees fit.
We recommend Women provide hubby a regular allowance for personal items. Nancy provides me a set amount for personal spending, an amount that, nevertheless, i must account for. Failure to prudently manage my money may result in a suspension of allowance or a fine, determined by and payable to Nancy or Her Mother. i can ask for more money, but Nancy is under no obligation to grant my request – and She often dismisses it out of hand.

In our workshops Nancy recommends Women limit how much he carries as a precaution against frivolous spending. For instance, i am allowed no more than $20 in my wallet, and Nancy or Sue regularly check its contents. Having more than what’s allowed results in all of it being confiscated – and perhaps an additional fine.

Whether a Woman earns more than Her husband or not, he should be out working and earning an income to place at Her discretion. he’ll have plenty of time to do assigned chores after work; after all there are 24 hours in a day.

Women need to take a complete inventory of hubby’s financial assets. This includes bank accounts, pension plans, savings accounts, and so on. Paychecks, dividends, disbursements should all be deposited into a joint account. While the account is joint, She need not provide him with the user ID or password. Once deposited into a joint account, She can allocate it as She desires.

The progressive gentleman will happily disclose his finances to his Wife. Once She knows what he has and where, She can consolidate and allocate things as She desires.
If he has a savings plan at work, the money saved will be deposited in that plan. But make sure it stays there! One Woman reported that hubby was having a tidy sum of money deposited but quickly withdrawing it for frivolous personal spending. She quickly closed that loophole!

Men should have only limited use of debit and credit cards. i’m allowed to use a debit card for the weekly grocery shopping, gas, and so on. i’m required to immediately return the card after use and have to have a receipt for the purchases made. Usually a receipt is sufficient, but the Women often check online to validate that nothing else was spent – there never is, but the thought that it could be is a powerful statement of who is in charge.

In our household, major purchases are defined as anything over $50 and require Female approval. Depending on the value and item, i may have to show that i purchased the “best price” item and/or that i used coupons.

Coupon clipping is an important task for progressive gentlemen – the more he saves, the more She can spend! Make sure hubby looks through ads, online sources, and so on to find coupons. Coupon clipping is a good downtime activity.

i am involved in major purchases as Nancy and Sue permit, but usually only for household items. i have, for example, a vested interest in a new stove or a new iron, so my opinion is considered; but for something like a car, Nancy and Her
Mother are the decision makers and may not even involve me. When we last bought a car Nancy took me along not to consider my opinion but to let me pick the color!

i am only permitted to carry my company credit card and am forbidden to use it for personal purchases. Sue monitors the use of this card, just in case...

Women should be compensated for financial management; Nancy takes a 10% fee from my deposited pay each month for Her use.

Nancy has a variety of “buckets” to which She allocates “my” money. In addition to Her management fee, She puts 5% into a vacation fund, 5% into a gift fund, and routinely sends $100 to Her Niece in college. Sue also receives a monthly gratuity from my salary. Nancy takes Her portion as an online transfer, but i must write Nancy’s Niece monthly with a small note and include the $100. As for Sue, i present Her gratuity monthly in what has become a little ritual using a pink envelope with the money and a personal note of gratitude.

While i don’t have accounts, the Women do require that I set aside money for flowers, gifts, and charitable donations. Since my allowance is small, the Women supplement my contributions to these “buckets.” Nancy generously allocates monies needed for my work at the Women’s Center.
Nancy trumps Her financial control by telling me that “my money” is on Her shoe rack or hanging in Her closet. It’s a good investment for both of us.

Nancy and Sue require that i pay a fine in atonement for transgressions, demerits, or rules violations. No matter what other punishment is fixed, there is always a fine.

Women should also be aware that men can come into unexpected monies, such as a bonus or Uncle Fritz’s will. Nancy was home early last week so She could greet me at the door when i came home; nothing romantic, just the business of Her managing the money. She wanted to be there to have me hand over my bonus check. Apparently my boss Carol had let Nancy and Linda, tom’s Wife, know that we’d received checks, since She knows that the Women control the money in our households as She does in Hers. Not that tom or i would ever keep money from our Wives – we know the rules! – but a strong point was made when Nancy demanded it when i entered, and i instantly handed it
over on one knee. Nancy always has plans for the money, often indulging Herself with things She might not otherwise get. One year She bought a diamond She’s been wanting, another time She and Sue went on a cruise, another time they went to Vegas. What did I get? Well, i never expect anything since it is Her money, but i did get a new iron.

What do i get from Nancy’s financial control? I get a happy Wife and a powerful feeling of Her being in complete control.

Thursday, July 31, 2014


“Controlling the family finances is one thing that ALL women should be doing. Managing the finances is more than just paying bills. It’s about determining what is spent, where and on what. It’s about treating yourself to things you’re entitled to as the female head of household. It’s about closing the wage gap on a very personal level! It’s about control! Remember, ladies, money is power! Seize that power!”

With these words my Wife, Nancy, started Her post on controlling the money in an FLR. We regularly revisit this important topic during small workshops with Women and couples who are in, or embarking on, the lifestyle.

Women controlling money is an essential element of an FLR. Women have the right and responsibility to take control of finances, and doing so will give them tremendous power. Of the four tenets of an FLR, financial control is usually the first one that a couple embarks on. In doing so, She assumes the power to enforce Her rules and the resources to pursue Her desires going forward.

Taking over the money is a major milestone in how She relates to Her man and how He responds to Her. We always share few stories:

§  One Woman commented that the day She assumed complete control of the money was the day She stopped asking and started telling. The day She went from “please” to “do it, damn it!” From a frustrated “happy Housewife” to a “regal Bitch.”
§  Another Woman noted the power that comes from hubby having to ask Her for money and Her being able to refuse his request.
§  Other Women relate how financial control quickly had Her husband going from “i’ll get to it” to “Yes, Ma’am!”

After a few stories like this, Nancy rings for me and i come out, full apron, and serve coffee or tea, usually to comments like, “Oh, Nancy, you’ve got him trained!” Or, “I love a man in an apron!” It’s at this point that i relate my experience with Nancy controlling the money and how very little else could make me more appreciate Her authority. i assure the Women that i appreciate the arrangement and that it is very satisfying to me as a progressive gentlemen. By this time – if they haven’t already – the Ladies have made up their minds that they want control of the money.
What does Her taking control do for the men? While we are not particularly concerned here with their feelings, the male reaction is initially quite the opposite of that of the Women. men often feel impotent to the point where many don’t have sex for weeks afterward. Having limited access to money makes them feel Her authority in a very real way. Many men quickly refocus themselves, paying close attention to their Wife’s wishes and wanting to do more in hopes that She will be benevolent towards them. And previously free spending men quickly get very thrifty!

What do we tell workshop participants about the Woman’s controlling money? Plenty! Let’s compile a list of what Women should do in taking and maintaining control…

(To be continued in next post)

Sunday, July 20, 2014


No matter Her occupation, age, education, or political point-of-view, it’s a rare Woman who doesn’t love shoes, particularly high heels. Some men, for whatever reason, are inclined to criticize Women about wearing high heels and to trivialize their doing so. Women suspect that secretly men are envious of Women for their footwear options, which more than one Woman has told me is “part of the fun of being a girl.”

Men would be wise to try and understand the many shoe options Women have. Once they do, they, too, will be mesmerized by them. Only Women deserve the beauty, artistry, power, and sex appeal of their shoes. Whether the classic pump, the strappy sandal, a casual flat, or a contemporary platform, their shoes pay tribute to the superiority of Women.

With one exception, Women’s shoes are off limits to the lesser male gender. That exception? His having the privilege of caring for Her shoes. However, before we talk about caring for Her shoes, let’s cover a few points and dispel a myth or two:

Women have too many shoes – WRONG! Men are constantly telling Women that They have too many pairs of shoes. Men, as ever, are wrong! If anything, Women don’t have enough shoes!
§  Why the need for so many shoes? – Women’s shoes are an important fashion accessory. Women’s shoes come in an endless array of styles, colors, and heel heights. Shoes complement Her outfit,t and different shoes are required for different situations. She’s likely to wear a mid- to high-heel pump to the office, change into a strappy high-heel sandal for an evening out, wear espadrilles on a summer day, or boldly
wear a six-inch platform for an evening of clubbing. A formal event might dictate She buy a pair of sparkling pumps, shoes that – to me – always bring to mind the “magic slipper.” A magic, glittering pump that, incidentally, i greatly enjoy slipping onto the delicate foot of my lovely Wife!

§  Color is important, too. She needs a variety of colors to complement Her outfits. She’ll likely have black, red, white, navy, beige, ivory, gray, taupe, or yellow. Nancy has yellow pumps purchased to go with a single dress She has. And then there are patterns, textures, decorations, and so on that add even more permutations. One can see that She can quickly accumulate a large number of shoes.
§  And then there’s style. She needs a variety of styles – the classic closed pump, peep-toe, slingback, again to complement Her outfits. So, yes! She does need six pairs of black pumps!

§  Finally, let’s mention heel height. Low heels are generally less than two and a half inches; this is a typical office heel. Mid heels are about three inches, while high heels are three and a half inches and higher. Nancy refers to the latter as “power heels.”
§  So how many pairs of shoes does a Woman have? It varies, of course. Imelda Marcos had more than 2,000 pairs, but the Women we informally surveyed had at least 40, typically 80, with the highest number being 160 pairs. At last count Nancy had 140 pairs, Her Mother, Sue, well over 100 pairs.

i’ve been taking care of Nancy’s shoes for some time. My doing so was a task i proposed and set out to do. Now caring for Her shoes – and Her Mother’s – is a part of my repertoire of personal service. For me, it’s a pleasure and a privilege to do so, It’s exciting to enter the walk-in closet in Her boudoir and be faced with row upon row of Feminine footwear.

Here are some tips for taking care of your Wife’s shoes:

§  Be Organized – It’s your job to organize Her shoes so She can see what She has and can easily make selections. This may involve new shelves or, as in my case, it required that I vacate the closet so it could be remodeled to accommodate Nancy’s shoes.
§  Keep an Inventory – While it sounds geeky, i use a spreadsheet on my tablet computer to inventory Nancy’s shoes. i know what shoes She has, where each pair is located, and what condition they are in. i rate shoes as A, B, or C. “A” indicates new or nearly new shoes; these only need cleaning and polishing. “B” indicates serviceable but older shoes that may need more work, a scuff or a minor mechanical repair. “C” indicates shoes with a serious flaw
that She should discard and replace. I keep a list of shoes to be replaced and regularly share this with Nancy. Note: i do not discard shoes without Her permission! Nancy may discard “B” shoes but usually donates them as they are still serviceable. “C” shoes are discarded, but I have asked for and received permission to keep some of these as decorations. Women’s shoes are works or art, aren’t they? One pair of black 4 ½-inch pumps adorns bookends in my office; another pair of red, peep-toe, four-inch pumps, worn though they are, decorate my nightstand; things of beauty, both! BTW: No, i’m not posting my shoe-tracking spreadsheet!
§  Check and Inspect – i select an outfit for Nancy each evening that includes two to three pairs of shoes. i’ll look over each pair and make sure it is clean, in good repair, and shined before She makes a choice. Since Nancy often drives in a low-heel pump and carries high heels to change into at work, i make sure both pairs are flawless before She leaves. i’ll carry Her shoes downstairs the next day and assist Her with putting them on, particularly if the
shoes She’s chosen have a strap or buckle. This morning task is an enjoyable gesture of love and service. Never do I feel more that i’m worshipping my Wife than when i kneel before Her and put on Her shoes. It’s a little gesture we both love!
§  Check and Inspect – Again! When She returns home, i remove Her shoes and retrieve Her second par from Her totebag. i wipe off Her shoes and at least clean them with a soft cloth and leather conditioner before putting them back in their place. i note any scuffs and scrapes and treat with appropriate polish or dye. If the shoes are in need of a mechanical repair, i take them to a shoe repair shop near where i work. If the shoes are not repairable, they are downgraded to “C” and replaced. Nancy does not wear “C” shoes ever!
§  Keep Appropriate Supplies – Keep a collection of polishes, dyes, conditioners, clothes, brushes, etc., with which to take care of Her shoes. i often accompany Nancy and Her Mother shoe shopping – very exciting! When they make a purchase, i ask the salesperson for the appropriate dye and polish for the shoes just purchased. If the color isn’t available or if i don’t like the match, i’ll take the shoes to another shop to match the color needed. Generally, upscale shoe stores will have a wide array of shoe-care products to ensure you keep your Wife’s shoes looking their best.
§  Be Aware of Winter – Cleaning is particularly important in the winter months. Take extra steps in the form of a silicon spray on shoe seams and an extra waxing of the main body of the shoe. Boots are particularly challenging given that lower-rise boots may have decorative fur and the like that needs attention after wearing.

Women’s shoes are a work of art and a celebration of Femininity. Going shoe shopping is just as much a pleasure for me as it is for Nancy and Her Mother. Many men try to discourage Women from buying shoes; i hear it all the time. i’m the opposite, though; i encourage the Women to buy shoes, and when they do, they can be assured that i’ll take care of them – all of them – and derive great satisfaction in doing so!  May i suggest that progressive gentlemen consider adding shoe care – Hers! – to their repertoire of personal service?


Monday, July 14, 2014


Nancy, Sue and i hosted a party at our home for five Women who over the past two years have embarked on FLRs. Two of the husbands accompanied their Wives for the celebratory occasion.

It’s amazing and gratifying to see how far these couples have progressed in so short a time. The Women had 
achieved control over things like money and social activities. They had reporting, debriefing, and monitoring in place, too, something that we didn’t expect to see, at least not implemented to such an extent in such a relatively short time.

In all five instances, the Women had established and enforced strict household rules and had long since established schedules and routines for their husbands, all of which allowed them – the Women – to pursue other interests. None of the Women did any housework, as attested to by their perfectly manicured, glamour-length nails. Real women don’t do housework – but real men do! i was impressed that, in anticipation of serving at the
gathering, both of the attending husbands brought their aprons. Wearing an apron removes all doubt – if there ever was any – as to the man’s proper role.

In all five FLRs, the men were actively involved not only at home but socially, too. Hubbies were required – as atonement for patriarchy – to participate in a variety of outside-the-home activities in support of Women’s causes. In fact, three of the husbands volunteer regularly at the Women’s Center.

The bottom line was that everyone was very happy with the new order of things in these five households. And these Women are by no means done with their FLRs. There’s much more that they want to do and accomplish.


Tuesday, July 8, 2014


Nancy is up early every day and me with Her. She is an executive at Her company and typically has early morning meetings with staff, meaning She's at Her desk at 7:30. Add to this her nearly hour-long commute into the city and, well... My commute is all of ten minutes to make the four-mile trip to my work in a suburban business park. This is ideal since it allows me to balance a career with housekeeping and serving two wonderfully demanding Women.

Nancy's schedule and commute make me want to do as much for Her as i can. We're both fueled by coffee so the automatic coffee maker that Sue bought me for Christmas last year is a big help; it has good hot coffee waiting when i get to the kitchen. While Nancy showers and dresses, i take Her coffee and then prepare breakfast for both of us. While we're both tired we have some of our best conversations early in the morning, going over our plans for the day, providing each other advice, and sharing the paper.

There's a lot to do though:

§  Apron and slippers on, no exceptions – looking the part is a big part of personal service. Nancy rarely selects an apron, but i know to select one She'll like, one that shouts, “i'm here to serve You!” I have a lot of aprons to chose from.
§  Make and serve coffee, including filling Nancy's travel mug for Her commute. Good coffee gets a compliment and a smile; bad coffee gets brewed over and a scowl.
§  Pull together business attire – The evening before i will
have laid out business attire for Nancy, making sure that the items are clean, pressed, and in good order – no lose buttons of hanging hems. i 'll also add a scarf and select a blouse. It's rare that Nancy doesn't approve of what i've chosen, although She typically accessorizes my selections a bit. i think this is Her way of saying, “You're not perfect so i have to make some additions.” And She's right! Being able to confidently pick and pack is one of the big benefits i've gained from working at the women's boutique. Real-life skills gained while serving Women! (As i've noted in an earlier post, i'm sought after as an expert in Women's clothing by guys in the office who need a gift for a Wife or Girlfriend... When i'm doing the shopping, She gets the best.)
§  Manage Her tote bag – The evening before i'll make sure Her phone and tablet are charged and Her computer bag and tote are packed. Nancy typically drives in a low heel but changes to a “power” heel when She gets to the office, especially if She's having a meeting – the power of the pump is real! Her power pumps, a wrap, spare pantyhose, computer accessories, a makeup bag, some fruit for lunch, are all in the tote which i carefully manage for Her. i've learned what She needs and wants and make sure She has all these items. If She's anticipating an after-work business dinner, i'll make sure She has dress pantyhose – ultra sheer, black, seams – and definitely a dressier pair of shoes, a matching necklace and earrings – something dangling? – and maybe a little black dress.
§  If She's going out of town on business i will have packed Her bag with what She needs. Business attire, one or two of Her many little black dresses if She's planning on business dinners. Pumps for day and strappy sandals for evening. If She's headed where it's warm, i'll include a bikini, wrap, and espadrilles so She can enjoy the pool.
§  Serve Her coffee as She dresses; i hover near but a respectable distance away as She dresses in case She needs help with a zipper or an errant necklace; i'm Her chambermaid to use – a throwback to the Edwardian era, a wonderful time of personal service. It's a time for Her to dress, but for us to talk, too.
§  Once She's dressed and made up, i'll walk Her downstairs, carrying Her jacket and shoes and then seat Her at the breakfast table.
§  Make and serve breakfast. We talk a lot at breakfast, but despite our conversation, i never lose sight of my role, that of service. She generally has a light breakfast and, of course, i serve Her before I join Her, as i always do. Today i made Her a small omelet to order as She read the paper. We discussed some of the front-page stories as well as some of the business articles.
§  Breakfast over, Nancy gets up and sits on a chair in the family room – that says it's time for Her to go but not before we complete a little ritual that i long ago suggested and that She has embraced and loves. Seated on a chair in the family room Nancy awaits my coming to kneel before Her to gently cradle Her foot and put on Her shoes, buckling each if needed. i rise, She stands and accepts the kiss i always place on Her hand. She's not supposed to say “Thank you,” but She always does – i love Her so much!
§  i escort Her to Her car, making sure everything She needs
is in the car and, after an affectionate kiss, She's off. Off as She says, “To raise hell in the business world as only a Woman can.” And raise hell Nancy does; i like to imagine the intimidating sound of two pairs of high heels in the marble floored hallway as Nancy and Her Assistant go to the day’s first meeting!

i'm off, too, but to the kitchen – lots to do before i leave for work; homemaking comes first and i have a very demanding task list yet to accomplish, so...

§  It's off to the kitchen to clean up after breakfast and put together a light breakfast for the still-sleeping (thankfully! She can be very demanding!) Sue. Cereal and fruit plate with juice and a pot of coffee do the trick, and an eye opener will help – usually a mixed drink of my choosing. It's all placed on a silver serving tray with linen napkins and delivered to the sitting room outside Her boudoir. I work quietly to avoid disturbing Sue, then leave Her a note asking Her to call me if She needs anything or if She'll be expecting company; if She is, my duties will change so i want to be aware so I can meet Her expectations.
§  i return to our bedroom with my try to collect Nancy's coffee cup and a glass; everything on a tray, remember? Even one coffee comes and goes on a tray, and it does so even if i'm working alone without supervision.
§  i tend to Nancy's nightgown, depositing it in the laundry. i'll look it over for any necessary repairs after it’s washed and before it's returned to Her closet.
§  Next, dress the bed. A seemingly simple task, but getting it just right is another matter. Thankfully, all that time working in housekeeping at the hotel has made me an expert bed maker!
§  And, of course, i tend to the bathroom, making sure it's clean.
§  Light cleaning with the feather duster flying around the
bedroom. A little cleaning here and there makes thorough cleaning days all that much easier.
§  i check the living room to make sure everything is in order. Clean ashtrays, filled candy dishes, organized liquor cabinet, TV remotes within easy reach, clean floors. If the floor needed vacuuming, i'll opt for a whisk broom at this early hour but will likely return over lunch to use the vacuum cleaner and do a proper cleaning.

This done, i'm now free to leave for work. Apron comes off and is placed on the peg in the kitchen; Sue will likely pick a new one, sending this one off on the laundry and ironing cycle. Sue often has me in three to four aprons a day; but i love to iron and the satin aprons with their elaborate lace decoration are both a challenge and a pleasure. Another reason that ironing is a pleasure is because they conjure images of Joan standing over me while i ironed elaborate aprons, blouses, and skirts, ever ready to apply corrective measures to ensure perfection. Ah, such fond memories!

My day has just begun. There is much more personal service to be rendered, at work, during lunch, and this evening. It seems like a lot, but it is deeply satisfying – serving Women that is...


Sunday, June 22, 2014


My Wife considers personal service as one of the four tenets of a Female Led Relationship, the others being domestic service, obedience, and atonement. What is personal service? Looking after the needs of one's Wife, pampering Her, serving Her; it's an obvious form of adoration, of worship. Housework is not personal service, although it is often conducted in parallel to it.

In our home personal service has rules and rituals, rooted in the tradition of Nancy's family. A student of social history, Nancy's mother has patterned personal service after the servants of the Golden Age of opulence, the Edwardian period. In the Edwardian home the Ladies of the house would manage and be tended to by maids, butlers, chauffeurs, and ladies in waiting. In our home the Women have only me, so i assume all these roles with all the protocol they entail. Personal service entails my serving the Women, driving them, greeting their Guests, and, in the case of my Wife, managing Her wardrobe. There are rules and rituals around personal service, and, of course, there is a need for unquestioning obedience and flawless adherence to proper protocol.

So, what does a progressive gentleman do all day? Well, i'm a homemaker – it's what i tell anyone who asks – but i also work outside the home at a professional occupation. Having to balance both work and housekeeping, i have to be organized and efficient. The Ladies won't do housework – out of the question – but they have arranged jobs and training for me that have made me more efficient. It's a lot of work – a seven-day-a week job to be sure – but it's very rewarding and gives real purpose to my life. On-weekdays the evenings are the busiest part of my day; i arrive home at 3:30 every day and for at least the next six hours will look after Nancy and her Mother, Sue, and undertake a regimen of housework.

On a typical day i arrive home and have ten minutes to change and present myself to Sue ready to serve; there's a lot to do and ten minutes isn't a lot of time. First, men aren't allowed to wear shoes in the house so i have to remove my shoes before entering and put them away. My business attire and briefcase have to be disposed of accordingly; clothes in the closet or laundry, briefcase put away – there's no time for outside work! Then I get into a pair of khakis and a shirt and head for the kitchen where I find the apron that Sue has hung for me to wear. I choose a coordinating pair of black ballet slippers and then put on the satin apron, squaring it away. I prepare a gin and tonic for Sue; this initial drink is always my choice, but it's wise for me to vary the drinks and be mindful of Her preferences. i place it on my tray along with cigarettes, ashtrays, linen napkins, and a bell, and it's off to present myself to Sue. Everything (!) is served from a tray!

Sue is at our pool reading and enjoying some bikini time; despite Her age, She wears a bikini well. I genuflect before the Matriarch of our family and place the bell and the drink on the table in front of Her. She declines a cigarette and criticizes my being slow. Aside from asking what went on in the office – my daily debriefing – and letting me know what She’s started for dinner, She says little. I'm a servant here, and She never lets me forget that. i stoop and bow as i leave, headed for the kitchen and then to check on dinner and set the table.

It's my responsibility to set the table. i select the china, flatware and linen and add an appropriate centerpiece and place candles. As i'm checking on dinner i hear Sue's bell and respond to Her. She informs me that Nancy is on Her way home and is going clubbing; Sue will be joined by Her friend Betty for dinner. I check my journal to refresh myself as to Betty's preferences so that i may properly server Her. Dinner is cooking, the table is set, and Nancy has yet to
arrive home, so i grab my cleaning caddy, feather duster, and vacuum and busy myself cleaning the living room. i pick up glasses, change the ashtrays, place new matchbooks, refill the candy dish, spot clean a carpet stain, inspect around and under the sofa cushions, rearrange the decorative pillows, and send my feather duster flying around the furniture, making sure not to miss anything since anything less than perfection just isn't tolerated. I think back to Nancy's Grandmother, Joan, my demanding trainer, who always told me that She loved “seeing the feather duster fly!”

Nancy has arrived, so I run to greet my Queen in the garage. I'm excited to see Her but She's indifferent, obviously preoccupied with the evening She's planned. “Get my bag,” She commands. “Yes, Dear,” i respond. “Don't give me that Dear shit,” She says. “Yes, Ma'am,” i respond as I follow my rushed Queen into the house. She kicks off Her heels, ordering me to “pick them up!” and heads out to speak with Her Mother. i check on dinner while They talk. Nancy reappears and tossing Her jacket on a chair, orders me to, “pick that up!” I follow Her upstairs where She steps out of Her skirt, throwing it on the bed while ordering me to pick it up too – She doesn't have to remind me but She does; it loudly clarifies our relative roles. Wearing only pantyhose and a bra She enters Her closet looking for something to wear but doesn't have the patience, so She orders me to pick something out as She heads for the shower. Taking off Her pantyhose She throws them at me, ordering me to “check these, I think they have a run.” I've laid out a little black dress and matching high-heeled sandals. Nancy is not happy with my selection. “I'm not going to a convent!” She
yells, throwing the dress and shoes. She emerges from the closet with a red club dress, 3" platform sandals, and a pair of red thong panties. Nancy's obviously rushed. i ask if She'd like a drink. “Gin and tonic,” She says, adding, “It should have already been here.” i get her the drink and check on dinner. Nancy does Her make-up and selects Her jewelry, filigree earrings, an assortment of rings, and a necklace. The doorbell rings; i'm expecting Betty but it's Nancy's Girlfriend; they'll be clubbing together this evening. Both Women are absolutely stunning in their club-wear.

With Nancy gone, i again check on Sue and do some cleaning. Sue's gone to Her suite to change for dinner. There's also ironing to do, so i set up the ironing board, looking forward to this most enjoyable chore – i love to iron! The doorbell rings, it's Betty. i greet Her, take Her wrap, and tell Her how happy i am to see Her. From my journal i know She loves knitting, so I ask Her what project She's now doing. She inquires so i tell Her about my own meager attempts at needlecraft. i invite Her to be seated – "Will Madame like to be seated?" i inquire. She loves the treatment i give Her probably because She gets too little of it at home; we're trying to change that though.

i seat Sue and Betty at the dining room table and get Betty a Manhattan, a drink i know She likes. i serve dinner, remaining on call listening for the bell, but periodically
checking on the Women. i'll eat after the Women are settled with desserts and after-dinner drinks; i never eat with guests unless specifically invited and that is infrequent. Once dinner is done, i take the Women's drinks on my tray and seat them in the living room. i serve desserts and return to clean up after dinner, periodically checking but always listening for the bell indicating that the Women need something. It rings twice, once for a refill of coffee and another time when Betty wants a cigarette lit – responding is my pleasure and i tell Betty so. She's not used to being served and likes to visit just to experience my service – flattering indeed but something She should be getting at home, too.

With the Women settled, i tend to Sue's suite – a Mother-in-law suite that Nancy and Sue added to our home when the Women decided Sue would move in with us. i clean, dust, vacuum, clean the toilet and shower, and pick up clothing and shoes, change the bed linens. my work as a housekeeper at the hotel has taught me some professional secrets that really come in handy in my daily work. i turn down Sue's bed, leave the lamp on, place Her romance novel within reach, and leave a nightcap for Her enjoyment. i select a peignoir with matching Malibu slippers for Her; She's given me the privilege of doing so this evening.

A car pulls up outside; it's Betty's ride. i get Her wrap and escort Her to the car. In the short time it takes to help Betty, Sue has gone to Her suite, leaving me to focus on housework. i'm going to be busy for the next hour, which will cut into my personal time, but i realize it's not personal time unless all the work is done. i busy myself with redoing the living room, packing the dishwaing toilets. i return upstairs to take care of Nancy's jacket and skirt; i steam clean both items and fix a button on Her jacket before hanging them in Her closet ready for Her to wear again. i discard Her pantyhose, the runner She mentioned being very obvious. i inspect and clean Her shoes, returning them to Her closet ready for Her to wear again. i'd like to take some personal time but can't resist doing the ironing; ironing is as relaxing as knitting. As i iron, Sue comes in wearing the peignoir i selected earlier – She is a devastating Woman; for a brief moment i envy Her boyfriends. She surprises me by bringing me a drink! Indeed a privilege and we talk as i finish the ironing. When the
ironing is done, Sue lights up a cigarette and offers me one – i'm greatly appreciative of Her gesture and tell Her so repeatedly as i enjoy each draw on the 120 mm menthol cigarette She's given me. She laughs, promising me, “tomorrow I'll make up for it by being a real Bitch.” And tomorrow will tell that She will, but i enjoy the moment and tomorrow will love Her just the same...

Nancy's still out clubbing and will be for another hour – She has a tough job and needs to relax. i shower, lay out my clothes for the next day as well as a business suit and shoes for Nancy and then retire for the night; another satisfying day in the life of a progressive gentleman who's life is centered on two demanding but deserving Women. It starts again tomorrow at 6:00 AM