^Amanda Levine-Dawson, Chis's Older Sister
Christian POV
I see nothing but I can hear sounds, it's what I imagine sex to sound like. "Who the hell is having sex in my dream?" The sounds of skin slapping continue and then I finally hear a voice "Mmh that's so good!" "Wait that's my voice, am I dreaming of what my first time will be like? I can't imagine how beautiful the girls gonna be, I wonder what it'll feel like." Out of nowhere I hear a whisper in my ear "You look so sexy right now" wait that was a..."Rise and shine! Get your lazy ass outta bed!" I jump up to see my sister opening all my curtain whilst yelling, my heart was racing from the dream I just had. I heard a males voice...well at least I think I did. I didn't really have time to analyze with Amanda yelling some crap about why it's good to wake up early, and to make matters worse I'm hard from imagining my first time with some fantasy dream girl. I bring my knees up with my sheets still covering my waist down, I rub my eyes with the palm of my hands then running both through my already wild hair ruffling it.
"Mandy please leave my room" I spoke letting out a heavy sigh, she turns and looks at me with sad puppy dog eyes "But why?" I looked her dead in the eyes and lied "I have a secret special morning routine that no one not even you can know about." She seemed to think about it before nodding and walking to door, I took notice of her dress as she left. She wore a knee length white maxi dress that had a small embroidered purple and green flower pattern and slightly puffy see through short sleeve.
She walks out closing the door and I immediately slump back on my pillow, she bursts open the door again only sticking her head in "Get up and get changed in the next thirty minutes or I'm coming back in." She closes the door once again this time leaving me with a two unfavorable choices. I reluctantly get up, putting on my slippers I head to the bathroom to take a morning shower to freshen up and so I won't fall asleep on her.
As I finish my shower I walk into my room then into my walk in closet while drying my hair, "What do I wear?" I question myself, not sure if she would take me out to have breakfast. I give up thinking, instead I throw on an expensive oversized blue-white T-shirt with some just as expensive black shorts. I put on a pair of white socks with one red and blue stripe at the top. I decided to keep my house slippers until I was sure of where we were going.
I walk out my room closing the door and headed downstairs, I dragged my feet while walking through the long hall. I finally made it downstairs to the living room but no Amanda in sight, "Hey Mandy where are you?" I go quietly listening for her answer "I'm in the kitchen" with a confused face I walk in to kitchen to see her sitting on a armless swivel bar stools at the island counter.
She leans on the backrest of the chair looking at me with a wide smile, "My little bean is here" I groan as soon as I hear that name. "I told you to stop calling me that, I'm not a 'little bean' anymore!" I say this with a huff which only works to get a giggle out of her "Uhuh sure" she giggles again while I walk to the stool to the right of her. "What's that supposed to mean" I glare at her and she shakes her head "Oh nothing."
I look over to the stove which the island counter faced, "I guessing we're eating home today" she gives me a bright smile. "Yes I missed the food he makes" we had both male and female maid, there were just more females. "None of the guys who usually cook ever make good food, so I don't know what you're talking about." She looks over at the stove basically drooling while thinking of the food. "So who exactly is cooking for us?" She completely ignores me still staring and the empty stove, I just shrug and focus on the seat.
The stool I sat on didn't have a backrest, I sat spreading my legs then putting my hands on the exposed chair between my thighs and began spinning the on stool. "Chris stop that you might fall off" Amanda says this with worry in her voice "I won't fall, I'll be fine." I hear her sigh as I continue pushing my foot against the floor to spin faster "This is exactly what father told you not to do."
YOU ARE READING
The Maid's Son
Romance"Eric said my eyes are cool, and he said he thought I look beautiful" five year old Christian said "I'm going to marry Eric when I'm older!" He declared with a big smile ~~~~~ Twelve years later and the spoiled rich boy doesn't even remember Eric's...