Without appreciating his gesture, he looked at the food with disdain and asked, "Where is Valerie? Is she still at the hospital?"
"She returned and went out with Jane. Eat your food," he urged.
He looked at the food with total contempt and inquired, "Who prepared it?"
Sean understood where he was going and feared that he might reject the food. He lifted the plate of porridge and scooped it.
Then, he moved it closer to his mouth and pleaded, "Stop asking questions, Father and eat."
"Who prepared the food?" He insisted with an unfriendly tone.
To quell his inquisitive mind, he explained, "It was the leftover of what Valerie prepared yesterday. I only heated it with the microwave."
With his weak eyes, he looked into Sean's eyes in search of honesty. At that moment, he feared that his mother had sent him to kill him and turned down his gesture curtly.
"You can keep your food. Just leave," he declared and attempted to lie down.
Sean felt scorned and his eyes were wet at once. He dropped the plate on the table, supported his jaws with his two hands, and stared vacantly. In the past, he had worked hard to be part of his life but he kept him at bay.
"Ouch," Paschal agonized while trying to lie down and Sean jolted out of his reverie, stood up, and helped him.
Incidentally, he cooperated with him and laid back on the bed.
"Sorry for the pain, Father," he comforted him when he saw the excruciating pain on his face.
He ignored him and looked at the plain ceiling with his sunken eyes.
"What will you eat before your medication, Father? You need to take your medication."
"Just leave. I will eat when Valerie returns," he ordered.
Sean swallowed hard and left but returned with a pail of water and a towel. At that moment, he met him weeping profusely and could not conceal it.
Instantly, Sean was infected and he sobbed, "Stop crying, Father. Everything will work out for the best."
"Go away. I say, go away," he cried out but Sean was not discouraged.
Without waiting for his consent, he cleaned him up. Unfortunately, he was too weak to resist him and was calm all through. Thereafter, he changed his wears. Although he was not happy with him the cleaning gave him some soothing. He felt good and slept off.
Sean covered him up with the duvet and took the pail and towel away. He returned to the room later and began to wait on him. Nevertheless, he was more worried about his father and forgot that he was starving. Even at that, he was worried that there would be no food for them if Valerie did not return before lunch.
"Valerie, where are you?" He asked himself in dejection.
At Brian's House
When Valerie cried out, he was attracted and got up at once. To his perturbation, her voice woke his manhood and it stood like a pike.
"She will hate me for life if she sees this pervert," he cursed his joystick and tried to adjust it.
"Maintain decorum, Johnny," he instructed and adjusted it.
When he was satisfied with himself he walked to the room. Although Valerie had slept the picture of what she saw in the workout room was fresh in her memory. Undoubtedly, his appearance worsened her matter. Now, she could observe his attractive lips and her nipples were harder than before.
When their eyes met, Valerie was mesmerized and tried to get up, but he gave her a warm smile and sat beside her. She was wet instantly and felt like running to the bathroom.
"I hope you slept well?" He asked her afterward.
"I slept well. Thank you for your concern."
"You are welcome."
Another quietness engulfed the room. Now, they locked eyes with the same thoughts in their minds but in different dimensions. While Valerie wished that he was not her boss but Prince Charming he wished there could be a way out.
"What if I give you something better than a job, Valerie?" He asked breaking the silence.
She was startled and wondered what he meant.
"Come to the kitchen with me," he instructed her and she obeyed.
To her uneasiness, he led her to the kitchen but was too close for her liking.
"Can I start my work now?" She asked him, just to avoid his closeness.
At that moment, his bottled-up sexual urge over the years stared him in the face and he could not hold on anymore.
"Oh! Certainly but you know you have to change into kitchen wear," he answered.
"Okay, Brian," she accepted and attempted to get her kitchen utensils first but he helped her quicker than she could imagine.
"Here we are," he said and handed the knife to her.
"What are you preparing, for dinner," he asked cheerfully.
"I bought macaroni. I will serve it with chicken breast. I hope you love it?"
"Sure," he smiled happily and appreciated it, "Thank you."
"I'm happy you love it."
Instantly, he unhung the open-back apron that was hanging on the wall and requested, "You can change to this before you start."
"Thank you, for this, Brian," she collected and appreciated it.
Likewise, she tried to tie it at once on her dress like she did before but he objected, "No. You need to pull off your clothes or you will soil them."
The bewildered Valarie gave him a questioning look while he gave her a loving one.
Likewise, he pulled her closer to himself, gave her a peck, and volunteered, "I can help you, Valarie," and began to unzip her dress.
To fulfill her promise to Jane that she would not mess things up and do anything he wants her to do." she cooperated.
Incidentally, he was not familiar with love affairs, but he allowed his feelings to guide him. Now, he pulled off her clothes and left her with only inner-wear.
"Oh, My God?" he exclaimed when he saw her soft and alluring skin. Likewise, he began to pull off her inner wear and she showed discomfort.
When he noticed it, he urged her, "Don't be shy. It's only us," he said and looked into her eyes.
Meanwhile, he noticed that she was still troubled and continued, "I hope you understand. I'm only expressing myself and being helpful," he comforted her.
She looked into his smiling face and had no reason to doubt him. To prove that she was not a wrong choice for the job, she consented and appreciated him, "Thank you, for your help, Brian."
Now, he was enthralled and encouraged by her voice and he continued, "Consider it as nothing, Valarie. I will teach you how to serve me. Are you willing to learn?"
"Yes, Brian," she answered enthusiastically.
Now, she was bare and covered her breasts with the apron. Without a second thought, Brian began to do all that he had planned to do on his wedding night. He lifted her, kept her on the cabinet, and looked into her attractive eyes.
"You don't have to be shy, Valarie. I like eating my fruits when I'm in the nude," he clarified and undressed at once.
Nevertheless, Valarie was befuddled when she saw his sizeable, hard, and erect penis. He smiled and asked, "Do you like me in my nude?"Without appreciating his gesture, he looked at the food with disdain and asked, "Where is Valerie? Is she still at the hospital?"
"She returned and went out with Jane. Eat your food," he urged.
He looked at the food with total contempt and inquired, "Who prepared it?"
Sean understood where he was going and feared that he might reject the food. He lifted the plate of porridge and scooped it.
Then, he moved it closer to his mouth and pleaded, "Stop asking questions, Father and eat."
"Who prepared the food?" He insisted with an unfriendly tone.
To quell his inquisitive mind, he explained, "It was the leftover of what Valerie prepared yesterday. I only heated it with the microwave."
With his weak eyes, he looked into Sean's eyes in search of honesty. At that moment, he feared that his mother had sent him to kill him and turned down his gesture curtly.
"You can keep your food. Just leave," he declared and attempted to lie down.
Sean felt scorned and his eyes were wet at once. He dropped the plate on the table, supported his jaws with his two hands, and stared vacantly. In the past, he had worked hard to be part of his life but he kept him at bay.
"Ouch," Paschal agonized while trying to lie down and Sean jolted out of his reverie, stood up, and helped him.
Incidentally, he cooperated with him and laid back on the bed.
"Sorry for the pain, Father," he comforted him when he saw the excruciating pain on his face.
He ignored him and looked at the plain ceiling with his sunken eyes.
"What will you eat before your medication, Father? You need to take your medication."
"Just leave. I will eat when Valerie returns," he ordered.
Sean swallowed hard and left but returned with a pail of water and a towel. At that moment, he met him weeping profusely and could not conceal it.
Instantly, Sean was infected and he sobbed, "Stop crying, Father. Everything will work out for the best."
"Go away. I say, go away," he cried out but Sean was not discouraged.
Without waiting for his consent, he cleaned him up. Unfortunately, he was too weak to resist him and was calm all through. Thereafter, he changed his wears. Although he was not happy with him the cleaning gave him some soothing. He felt good and slept off.
Sean covered him up with the duvet and took the pail and towel away. He returned to the room later and began to wait on him. Nevertheless, he was more worried about his father and forgot that he was starving. Even at that, he was worried that there would be no food for them if Valerie did not return before lunch.
"Valerie, where are you?" He asked himself in dejection.
At Brian's House
When Valerie cried out, he was attracted and got up at once. To his perturbation, her voice woke his manhood and it stood like a pike.
"She will hate me for life if she sees this pervert," he cursed his joystick and tried to adjust it.
"Maintain decorum, Johnny," he instructed and adjusted it.
When he was satisfied with himself he walked to the room. Although Valerie had slept the picture of what she saw in the workout room was fresh in her memory. Undoubtedly, his appearance worsened her matter. Now, she could observe his attractive lips and her nipples were harder than before.
When their eyes met, Valerie was mesmerized and tried to get up, but he gave her a warm smile and sat beside her. She was wet instantly and felt like running to the bathroom.
"I hope you slept well?" He asked her afterward.
"I slept well. Thank you for your concern."
"You are welcome."
Another quietness engulfed the room. Now, they locked eyes with the same thoughts in their minds but in different dimensions. While Valerie wished that he was not her boss but Prince Charming he wished there could be a way out.
"What if I give you something better than a job, Valerie?" He asked breaking the silence.
She was startled and wondered what he meant.
"Come to the kitchen with me," he instructed her and she obeyed.
To her uneasiness, he led her to the kitchen but was too close for her liking.
"Can I start my work now?" She asked him, just to avoid his closeness.
At that moment, his bottled-up sexual urge over the years stared him in the face and he could not hold on anymore.
"Oh! Certainly but you know you have to change into kitchen wear," he answered.
"Okay, Brian," she accepted and attempted to get her kitchen utensils first but he helped her quicker than she could imagine.
"Here we are," he said and handed the knife to her.
"What are you preparing, for dinner," he asked cheerfully.
"I bought macaroni. I will serve it with chicken breast. I hope you love it?"
"Sure," he smiled happily and appreciated it, "Thank you."
"I'm happy you love it."
Instantly, he unhung the open-back apron that was hanging on the wall and requested, "You can change to this before you start."
"Thank you, for this, Brian," she collected and appreciated it.
Likewise, she tried to tie it at once on her dress like she did before but he objected, "No. You need to pull off your clothes or you will soil them."
The bewildered Valarie gave him a questioning look while he gave her a loving one.
Likewise, he pulled her closer to himself, gave her a peck, and volunteered, "I can help you, Valarie," and began to unzip her dress.
To fulfill her promise to Jane that she would not mess things up and do anything he wants her to do." she cooperated.
Incidentally, he was not familiar with love affairs, but he allowed his feelings to guide him. Now, he pulled off her clothes and left her with only inner-wear.
"Oh, My God?" he exclaimed when he saw her soft and alluring skin. Likewise, he began to pull off her inner wear and she showed discomfort.
When he noticed it, he urged her, "Don't be shy. It's only us," he said and looked into her eyes.
Meanwhile, he noticed that she was still troubled and continued, "I hope you understand. I'm only expressing myself and being helpful," he comforted her.
She looked into his smiling face and had no reason to doubt him. To prove that she was not a wrong choice for the job, she consented and appreciated him, "Thank you, for your help, Brian."
Now, he was enthralled and encouraged by her voice and he continued, "Consider it as nothing, Valarie. I will teach you how to serve me. Are you willing to learn?"
"Yes, Brian," she answered enthusiastically.
Now, she was bare and covered her breasts with the apron. Without a second thought, Brian began to do all that he had planned to do on his wedding night. He lifted her, kept her on the cabinet, and looked into her attractive eyes.
"You don't have to be shy, Valarie. I like eating my fruits when I'm in the nude," he clarified and undressed at once.
Nevertheless, Valarie was befuddled when she saw his sizeable, hard, and erect penis. He smiled and asked, "Do you like me in my nude?"