Jennie
Awaking the following morning on the most comfortable bed I was well rested and...happy. It had been quite a while since I had felt genuine happiness. The feeling was almost foreign to me after everything that I've been through. Lazily stretching my sore muscles from last night's activities, I turned over to glance at the clock shocked to see that it well over midday.
On the bedside table next to the clock and antique lamp, I took notice of a gift wrapped box bearing my name attached to a small note. Curiosity got the better of me so I snatched the little present of the table and read the note.
Happy sleeping sweetheart. You'll need the energy ;). I hope you like your present - Lisa.
Dear lord even her writing was beautiful. Her penmanship teacher must have been very proud.
Opening the present I gasped at the cover of the box. It was a cell phone similar to Lisa's high tech smartphone. Opening the box I took the cell phone out only to realise that it was already turned on with a message awaiting me. Going through the contacts it appeared that Lisa had stored her number as well. Opening her message I read it before I typed a quick reply.
Lisa: Good morning beautiful. Do you like the surprise?
Me: Thank you. I do, although it is a bit much.
As soon as I sent the message the phone pinged signalling her reply.
Lisa: It's just a phone Jennie. How is that a bit much? Besides, how else can we reach each other during the day?
Oh, now I was back to being referred to as Jennie. Why did that make me feel as though that I upset her? Perhaps she was right.
Me: I'm sorry. You're right and I feel very grateful for this.
Lisa: Did you just wake up?
Me: Yes
Lisa: Rest then sweetheart, but please have some breakfast and whatever else you desire down in the kitchen.
Having Lisa command me to take care of myself made my heart flutter. It was new to have someone taking care of me and even caring about my well-being. In that moment I knew I should do something special for when she returned.
Me: I promise I will.
Lisa: Good. I'll see you tonight. I'm off to a meeting.
Me: Goodbye. Enjoy work.
Lisa: How can I when you're not here?
Me: Goodbye Ms. Manoban!
Lisa: Can you call me that tonight while I'm making love to you?
The cell phone almost dropped from my hands from her flirtatious statement. Ignoring the anticipated heat in my body, a moment or two passed before I found the courage to respond.
Me: I'm at your mercy...Ms. Manoban.
A silent girly giggle escaped my mouth as I made my way into the ensuite brushing my teeth and showering before descending the staircase and strolling into the kitchen. Immediately taking notice of the covered tray elegantly placed bearing my name on a white card, I uncovered the dish to find fluffy warm scrambled eggs, French toast, bacon and roasted sausages awaiting me.
Famished I poured myself a cup of hot coffee that was already prepared and dug into the food. Mid-way during my meal a middle-aged maid came into the suite.
"Is your breakfast okay madam?" She asked politely as I nodded, "I'm here to tidy your bed if you allow."
"That's okay I can do it myself." I told her as she levelled a frown at me.
"Oh no madam, it really is no problem and Ms. Manoban would insist upon it." She said to me.
Although it did not feel right to have someone clean up after me I nodded my approval. Lisa grew up with a bevy of maids and nannies to clean up after her.
It was all new to me and a bit uncomfortable. After the maid had left taking my empty tray with her I lounged around the suite unsure of what to do with my newfound free time. The weather outside was pouring cats and dogs and the suite was lonely without Lisa at home.
I spent some of my time watching television on the massive plasma screen, a luxury I never had before and planning on a surprise for Lisa to offer my gratitude. Later in the afternoon my phone rang signalling that Lisa was calling.
"Hello." I answered on the second ring with a soft voice as a smile overtook my face.
"Hello sweetheart." she said softly into the phone. My heart smiled as the image entered my head "How has been your day thus far?"
"Quiet." I whispered back truthfully, "And yours?"
"Boring." she replied softly, "Meetings and contracts."
"That's not too bad." I told her smiling into the phone as I pictured her behind a large desk with papers spread around her.
"It actually is." she stated, "It's still pouring so I might be home a bit late."
"That's okay." I told her swallowing down the disappointment, "But why are we whispering?"
"My nosy mates are currently seated across my desk wanting to know whom I'm speaking with." she said in an exasperated louder voice intended that they hear as she shuffled around perhaps standing up.
Giggling I bid her a goodbye as I moved to the kitchen to survey the contents of the well-stocked fridge.
A while later, just as I was pulling out the hearty shepard's pie from the oven, Lisa's voice filled the air. Within seconds she appeared behind me as she hugged me from behind placing a swift kiss onto my cheek.
"I can get use to this sweetheart." she said nuzzling my nape, "But you didn't have to cook."
"I wanted to." I told her turning in her arms, "As a form of gratitude."
"Come here." she said pulling me up against her taunt body as she turned me around to face her beautiful face, "I don't want you to feel as though you owe me anything. You are not in my debt Jen or anyone else's okay." she said before placing a lingering kiss onto my lips that left me swaying against her, "Now shall we eat this delectable meal and make the best of the pouring weather." she stated suggestively.
"I had no idea you can cook." she complimented sipping the last of his wine as supper went underway.
"My mother taught me when I was younger." I explained as a sad smile made its way onto my face as the memory of her suddenly swarmed my head.
Reaching over, she clasped my hands in her much larger one as she offered her silent support, "She taught you well. That was scrumptious."
"I'm glad you liked it." I replied shyly.
"I wouldn't mind eating that every day." she said to me grinning.
"Then I wouldn't mind cooking every day." I replied.
"I was joking Jen. You shouldn't stress yourself out. You already had too much of that." she said earnestly to me.
"I enjoy cooking for you." I said to her smiling.
Nodding at me a silent agreement was passed between us. For the rest of the cold, rainy night we enjoyed a shower together before warming ourselves with each other's body. Sated and more comforted I fell asleep in the arms of the person that I was slowly losing my heart to.
