The Under-appreciated Housewives Fantasy

Chapter 1

Tina Burton awoke to the enticing aroma of freshly made pancakes. She opened her eyes slowly, still dazed after her sleep. She felt incredibly well rested, like a woman who had had her full 8 hours of recommended sleep. But there was no way that was possible. Not with two young kids, and certainly not on a Saturday. No, these days Saturday mornings meant getting up early and driving across town to watch the kids play sport. I mean sure she was excited for them when they got a kick, or a goal, but let's be honest, the overall skill level of an under eights football match left a lot to be desired.

Tina looked across the dark room at the curtain. She could see a sliver of light where the heavy block out blinds joined.

"Oh god, we've slept in," she thought.

Her eyes shifted to Kyles side of the bed. It was empty. She looked at it, confused for a moment. Surely, there was no way in hell that that man had woken up to the kids.

"Perhaps he fell asleep on the couch in front of the TV," she reasoned.

But that didn't explain why her bedroom smelt like fresh pancakes. Tina rolled over and checked her bedside clock.

9:00

Now Tina was properly awake.

"Oh for fucks sakes." She muttered under her breath. There was no way she could get two kids dressed and across town in time for kick off.

Great, now she would have to rush around madly, only to turn up looking like a homeless person. Then to add salt to her wounds she would have to endure two hours of snide comments from that stuck up bitch Nancy Johnson who somehow always managed to look perfect whilst arriving twenty minutes early.

Then she saw the pancakes. They were set upon a large white plate on a decorative wooden tray, piled almost six inches high. Beside them sat two white ceramic pourers. One was full almost to the brim with golden syrup, while the other contained thick white cream and a shining silver spoon. The tray also held a rectangular plate with a large selection of fresh fruit.

The last item on the tray was a small white card. Tina reached across and picked it up. She read the words out loud.

"For The Under-appreciated Wife of the House"

Feeling puzzled, she opened the card.

To my beautiful wife,

It has come to my attention that we (myself and the children) have not been appreciative enough of all the wonderful things you do for us, day in and day out. As such I have decided to treat you to a full day of pampering and romance, starting from now! Please enjoy this breakfast I have prepared. Don't worry about the kids I have them sorted and we are probably already on our way to the football as you read this. A car will be here to pick you up at ten for further pampering. Relax, dress casual.

Love From

Kyle

Tina pulled herself up slowly. Propping her pillow against the headboard, she sat back and grinned. "Well I don't know what caused this, but I am not going to waste a second of it," she thought. Then Tina paused, a thought crossed her mind. She reached across with her left hand and pinched her forearm as hard as she could.

"Ouch!" She cried out. "Yep definitely not a dream." She spoke out loud once again, to no one in particular.

Without hesitating any longer she picked the tray up off the bedside table and began to tuck in to one of the best breakfasts she had ever had. The pancakes were simply exquisite, so light and fluffy, coupling perfectly with the cream and syrup. The accompanying fruit platter was delicious and sweet. Tina started to wonder how her husband had managed to make such a masterful meal given that over the last twelve years the most advanced meal she'd seen him make was spaghetti bolognaise and even then, the sauce had come in a jar. She resolved to find the culinary genius who had created such an appetising arrangement.