Chapter 14

My phone rang and it was Ma Cleopatra. I excitedly answered because I couldn't wait to talk about my success with the microwave.
"Good evening Ma Cleopatra"...
"How are you, my dear? I hope Frederick hasn't given you any trouble on your first day?
Uhmmm, "not really Ma'am"...and my mind drifted again to the little passionate thing that happened earlier…
"Are you okay Kharis?" I heard Ma Cleopatra ask.
"I'm doing great. I was able to use the microwave today. So, Frederick got back with a pastrami sandwich and asked that I microwave it. I didn't know how to, but, I mustered courage and headed to the kitchen."
I could hear Ma Cleopatra laugh at my confidence and that made me smile. So, I continued, " he came to the kitchen and noticed I was having trouble with the microwave. He showed me the switch, temperature, and timing button. Frederick was so patient. I think a professor would suit him."
" Hmmm, I see someone is already liking her boss", Ma Cleopatra said.
"Oh no"... I lied to her.
"Alright, alright, if you say so. I've settled already and I want to make preparations to go see my husband at the hospital"
"Okay ma'am, I'm sorry for not asking about him". I began feeling bad. I was so eager to talk to her about Frederick.
"It is very much okay. Make sure you take care of yourself and Frederick. Before I go, you do not have to lie about your feelings for him. I saw the way he looked at you".
I was about to answer when she hung up. Great, I uttered and let out a big smile on my face.
My stomach began rumbling and I moved to the kitchen to fix myself dinner. While on my way downstairs, I met Frederick moving upstairs to his room. He kept looking at me weirdly. I was distracted so I tripped...but, I regained balance immediately and comported myself. Looking at him through the corner of my eye, I saw him smirking.
I felt embarrassed. But what if he caught me when I tripped and fell?? I began smiling to myself.
He finished the sandwich and drank all of the juice. I put off the television, picked up his plates, and headed to the kitchen. I opened the fridge and noticed it was empty meaning I had to go shopping the next day. I let out a frown and walked sluggishly to my room.
I took off my clothes and stared at my scars using the mirror. I prayed I healed fast. I was free at last but those scars made me feel less valuable and more like a slave. I wasn't sure I was prepared to let anyone look at the scars.
I got into the bathroom and had a quick bath. A silly thought got into my head. One I had never had before and I assumed I was thinking that way because of Frederick. He had so much power over me. I wanted to finger my coochie...soooo.. badly…
Frederick POV
She had an awkward look on her face the moment I asked if she knew how to use a microwave. I figured she was clueless .
Do you even know what a microwave is? I asked while observing her hair, neck, breasts all the way to her toes.
"I do know how to operate a microwave Sir, but, I have a problem operating the microwave in your kitchen. That particular one seems very complicated but not to worry, I'll figure it out and serve the sandwich in 20 minutes", she answered in an angry tone and walked away.
I headed to my bedroom to change up and take a shower. Well, the shower was quick because I really needed to eat. Before heading downstairs, I called Kiel.
"Hey man, it's been a while. Is everything good? I asked…
"Yeah, what's good?" He asked me.
I could hear moaning in the background. Who the fu** picks up a friend's call while having sex? I thought…
"Seems like you are having a great time!!" I answered and dropped the call.
I was really hard at the thought of imagining Kharis moan out loud while we have sex. Damn, how can I be thinking of even kissing my maid? What the hell is wrong with me.
I headed downstairs to the living room and noticed that the sandwich had not been served. It was already more than 20 minutes. I walked to the kitchen and saw that she was confused about the microwave.
I walked close to her and pressed my body against her back. Damn, she soft. Her buttocks were against my dick and although we were both covered in clothes, I could still shiver and feel her. I wanted to lift and put her on the table. Open her legs and fix my tongue in her coochie. I was desperate to eat her, to lick her, to succckk her…
With all of these thoughts raging in my head, I reached out my hands to her hands. Then, I used her fingers to make gentle movements on the microwave's body as if it were my dick moving around her breasts. We found the switch and turned it on, I swear my body shook and I closed my eyes. Putting on the switch seemed intense and happened quickly like though the tip of my dick slowly played with her clitoris for five seconds and then entered her coochie quickly. I imagined her scream at that intense thrust.
She shifted away from my body and stood far away, fidgeting with her dress. I didn't know why but I noticed the awkwardness and drift.
I realized I had not even shown her how to use the microwave. "After putting on the switch, regulate the temperature by rotating this button. As for the timing, press this one", I said.
"Thank you Sir for teaching me. I'll bring the sandwich in the next few minutes", she said and walked away.
I as well walked away and decided to watch television.
After a while, Kharis uttered "The sandwich is here Sir, and completely distracted me. She stood still looking at me as if she expected me to move to the dining table.
"Do you want me to leave the documentary I'm watching here in the living room to come over there because of a sandwich? It's dinner Kharis, you can easily serve it here," I answered.
I finished eating and watching the documentary. So, I figured it was time to sleep. I walked upstairs and noticed Kharis was coming down. I kept looking at her till she tripped. Luckily for her, she didn't fall to the ground.