Sinclair walks into the kitchen, wrapped in her robe, I see her eyes are slightly swollen, she must have had a bad night, Sinclair never sleeps without those colorful coily thing ladies tie around their head
She’s classy, maybe she was way too tired yesterday she had five orgasm anyway, and the last one exhausted both of us, I gave her all I had and it was worth it.
“ what are you doing?” She asked, noticing, The stoves being on, and the oven as well, “ well good morning to you young lady” I said teasingly, she arches a brow at me, totally unamused by my words, I clear my throat immediately, it was a normal joke she didn’t even understand
Sigh
“ well we are going to Baldwin, that’s what’s happening “ i said chopping some spring onions, I know I should have sent a resume, and an application lettter to her giving her reason why we should go to Baldwin, she wouldn’t accept when I beg her.
It only makes her feel superior, but telling her and giving her no other choice only makes it more fun, then I end by giving her all the glory, damn psychology.
“ what do you mean by Baldwin?” She fumed up, but remains rooted at one spot, “ well yesterday while all this was going on, you said something and I want to show you I really like you not just for the money” this statement makes me nervous it felt like I was asking my first girl out.
“ I don’t , are you okay? she asked, stuttering like a kid, “ well what I am saying here is that, I want both of us, to go to baldwin, just stay for a week, before your daughter comes back, and besides it’s mostly for you, you can’t work with a broken hand, and with whatever is going on in your mind I think you need rest”
I say to her, well spoken, I tap myself in the back, then smiles sweetly at her, “ what the hell would we be doing in baldwin” she asked,
“Well grandma Maggie is dead, so we have the house all to ourselves “ i say to her, “ did she die in that house?” She asked, well that’s an odd question to ask,
“ she died in her sleep” I say to her, she remained mute, “ how big is the house?” She asked again, well telling her that will only mean we won’t be going.
“ it’s a surprise” I say to her, she frowns a little but soon comes closer to the kitchen island, where she licks some stew sauce off the spatula.
“ you really did well with the spice” she says,
“ well we would be going to a home of spice now so buckle up” I say to her rolling some meat balls, she stares at me intensively, she doesn’t know much about cooking, well there would be a one week tutor on how to prepare her favorite dishes.
“ go freshen up and let me take care of you for a week” I say to her, she remains rooted, I think she’s lost one more time, I leave the meatball then dust my hands in some white flour, walking up to her, I hold her chin gently with my fingers.
“ let me take care of you , just for one week please” I say to her in a whisper, it felt like I was pleading for it, that I am, but I really want this to work, I see her trying to say something, anything it has to be, it can wait, I lean forward, kisses her gently on her lip, then her forehead, she moans gently as she leans on my palm.
“ go and bath, i would be right behind you”she nods, not altering a word, then walks out of the kitchen, that was the oddest moment of my life, for a while it felt like I was talking to a wife, and not just a dominant.
Waving it off my mind, Sinclair is doing thing to me, I would never imagine in years to come, I walk back to the food I had steaming, I filter the water from the pasta, then continued with the meat balls, the bundt cake was still in the oven, nice.. I had everything all covered up.
It didn’t take long to package some in flask, while others in trays and some dandy coolers in the kitchen. Damn rich people have everything they need right when and where they need it.
Now I go to my room, take my bath and pack just enough clothes for a week, I don’t need to dress classy, my atm card still with me, I had nothing but $3000 dollars there, been saving it for a while, but now Is the time to use it.
I take my bag, then move to Sinclair room, there I see her putting on some makeup, dressed in a glamorous body fitted gown, I could see her curve just from behind, damn she beautiful, “ you like what you see?” She asked,
“ yes Sinclair, you are a fine sight to behold” I say to her walking towards the mirror, I look at her bed, there are clothes lined up, all were office wear, why the fuck will she take a long sleeves, we aren’t looking for jobs here.
“ are you planning on taking this on the trip” I asked lifting them up,
“ yep” she said bluntly,
“ hell no we are going to get you some new clothes “ I replied, she looks at the clothes then at me,
“ what’s so wrong with my clothes, they cost me thousand or dollars” she said, making me smirk, “ well that’s one of the reason why won’t the taking it, let me get you some things, designed in the baldwin way.
I say to her dropping the clothes.