At that moment, I had no regrets. With the way she looked at me and smiled, how could I? The only problem then, at that moment, was a complete silence that filled my room.
"Uh, well, do you want to," I started to ask her if she was hungry, but it wasn't what she had in mind.
It was like she pounced on me, and before I knew it, I was on my apartment floor with her trying to take off my shirt.
"Whoa, hold on, Rose, hey, wait for a second," I said, fighting to pull my shirt back down as she grunted and fought to pull it up over my head.
"Eeeoompha, we must seal the contract, Master! Let Rose do the work. You just lay back, Master. I will pleasure YOU tonight!"
She ripped my shirt in half when pulling it over my head wouldn't work and started rubbing my chest with long delicate fingers.
Sitting there and watching her rub them along my chest and stomach, she stopped at the edge of my pants.
"Whoa! Wait, stop, um, we... should probably eat something first? Huh? Need energy to do it, right? So yeah, let me uh," I said, fumbling over my words and scooted away. "Let's eat first. Do you like noodles?"
I quickly went to my noodle cabinet in the kitchen. It was my holy place that I only touched once a week because I couldn't afford to eat noodles every day.
SHIT! I forgot I didn't get paid until Friday, and there was only one lonely package of noodles sitting there. I was out of bread except for the package in my work bag and knew only one can of beer was in the fridge.
I quickly started the water for the noodles and got out two cups to share the beer. If we were going to be doing the deed, I needed at least a drink of beer before I could.
Once the noodles were done, I said, "Sorry, it's not much, but if you're still hungry, I might have some bread from the market in my work bag. You can have it if you'd like."
When I turned, Rose was standing there close to me, her eyes were leaking tears, and she had her hand together like she was getting ready to pray.
"What's... what's wrong?"
She broke down sobbing, "I made Master cook for me. I'm such a bad slave, WHAAAA."
I shook my head quickly, "No, hey, it's fine. I offered to cook. Please don't cry."
For some reason, this made her cry more.
I set the noodles down and patted her on the back, "Hey, don't cry, you are a good slave, a great one. Why don't you eat and then we can, uh," but before I could suggest watching a movie, I was on the kitchen floor on my back.
"Rose doesn't need to eat, Master. I need to pleasure you, Master. Can we have sex now, Master?"
She got close to my face, and I could only stare at her lips as I licked mine. Rose was straddling me and gently grinding before she ripped the rest of my shirt.
"Wait, wait, wait! Why don't we do this? First, I will find you some better clothes to wear, and then we can eat, and then maybe, possibly try to, uh, do it?"
I remembered she was still naked under my shirt, and I could feel the warmth against my hard dick. It would be easy to just slide into her, but then I had a flash of insecurity about my size, and the hardness started to fade, bringing my libido down a notch.
Rose ignored me and leaned in to kiss me, and I couldn't fight it. I felt her run her fingers through my hair and down my chest. I moaned when her fingers danced along the edge of my pants. After that, I was at attention again, rock hard and ready to roll with it. But then, as fate chose once to ignore my existence, it quickly changed its mind.
A knocking came from the door, and I ignored it at first. Rose did, too. It turned into banging, ruining the mood, and I broke from the kiss right before I was about to touch her boob, fuck.
"I need to answer the door one second," I said, watching her sultry half-lidded eyes blink to normal as she bit her lip.
"Okay, Master, Rose will wait for you!"
She scooted off me, and my dick protested, but I got up quickly and answered the door with a little attitude.
"What do you," my words were cut short when I saw who was standing there.
"Uh, yes sir. We got reports of a naked man running around in the area, so we are just checking with residents to see if they've heard anything or seen something," the officer said, peeking around me.
I caught myself staring at him. He didn't look like I'd expect an officer to look. As a matter of fact, he reminded me of Rose when she was a man. The officer was too perfect, and his eyes were a weird green.
Yeah, the thought of Rose as a man made me shudder and divert my attention to answering him.
"Uh, no, I haven't heard anything. Been home all evening. Sorry I can't help you, officer."
I was as polite as I could be, but he stuck his foot in when I tried to shut the door.
"Are you sure? Because the report has it, they saw another man, fitting your description," he started saying while eyeing my shirtless chest," running away from the naked offender."
I shook my head, "No, it couldn't have been me. I've been here all night with my sl... sister."
I was lying through my teeth, but it was none of his business.
"I see. Alright then, thank you for your time."
He tried to look into the house, but I quickly shut the door in his face and bit my knuckles. Shit was all I could think, but then I realized she wasn't a man anymore!
I looked to where Rose was sitting before to tell her we had to be careful going out, but she was gone.
I heard giggling from the living room and found her at my computer desk and froze. She had opened my browser up. I could hear the soft sounds of flesh smacking and moaning in between her amused giggles.
"Master! Can we try this!?" she said, looking over at me while I was standing there, mortified.
I almost tripped, skidding the throw rug under my feet as I hurried to turn it off. Rose looked shocked as I grabbed the mouse and started clicking anything to get it to stop, but the volume grew and the apartment filled with sounds of sex.