Apparently Van Heusen shirts and ties not only command submission from wives, but they also make great pajamas.
Neither my husband or I drink coffee, but if purchasing mediocre coffee led to this, I'd be bringing home bags of Folgers instants for that dominant man in my life.
I don't even own a pressure cooker--what kind of submissive wife AM I???
Along the sames lines of fantasy DD worlds, I had a very delicious and submissive dream last night. I dreamt that my husband wanted to have anal sex with me (which we've never done in real life, btw), and, though I was hesitant, I submitted to his desire and bent nervously over the bed to wait for him. But then, he left the room, left me lying there all morning, and never came back. By the time I woke up, I was frustrated, panting, and desperate with desire.
Whew...these dreams are going to kill me. Now I am really craving some attention this evening (no, not the dream-activity, but close). I think I will text my husband at work today and tell him how I'm feeling :)