My New Assistant

Chapter 7

I went to the kitchen, opened the fridge, and in a haste, grabbed most of the food without thinking and placed it on the counter. I was still feeling a sense of guilt and shame. This is not only an innocent SYT that I had soiled, but she is also my colleague and assistant.

Calming down a little, I put the food that I don't need back in the fridge. With that, I proceeded to cook. Sunnyside up, baked beans, hashbrowns, toast, and tomato. A cup of fresh juice and a cup of tea for myself. I spread the cooked food across the table.

Me: Pris... erm... breakfast is ready

Pris: Coming! Just finishing up

She sat at the table and ate the meal I prepared. This reminded me of the time I spent with my wife on weekends.

Pris: This is good! And I thought all men can't cook to save their life

Me: Well, cooking was my hobby. Hence my weakness is purchasing tons of food

Pris: I should come here more often! Hehe

That sweet innocent smile and laugh melted my heart. But yet, I felt ashamed and I didn't deserve it. After what happened in the washroom, I shouldn't be sitting next to her.

Pris: Look Nurgle. About just now...

Me: Erm... I'm truly sorry. I feel so ashamed and...

Pris: Don't be. Let me ask you... when was the last time you pleased yourself like that? Tell me honestly

Me: Honestly? The last time was before my divorce when I was still with my ex-wife. That would be almost a year ago

Pris: That long? How can you last!? My ex-boyfriend wouldn't last a week without relieving himself

At this point, I decided to be more open with her since she had already opened up about her private moments.

Me: Well, I was depressed and upset on the whole. I didn't have anyone to confide in as my parents had passed on long ago and I wasn't close to my relatives

Pris: You poor thing. But Ace always goes to GL and has a good time, you should have gone with him to... you know... release your tension

Me: I'm not like Ace. Ace is single and a playboy. He loves to play the flirting game and bed countless women. Though he is like that, he is still my buddy

Pris: I can see the huge difference between you and him. Look... I know I shouldn't be doing this... but can I request that I stay over at your place for this weekend? You have a pool and gym which I would love to use. I always have to go to the public pool or gym

Me: Sure, be my guest. Here is my extra set of keys if you need to use them, please do so

"Really!? Thank you, Nurgle!" with that, she planted a kiss on my cheek.

Pris: Let me wash the dishes, you just relax or wash up

Off she went to the kitchen to start washing. I, on the other hand, felt happy. I finally let out my shame by telling her the truth. Well, partially since I didn't tell her that I was thinking about her when I was in the washroom. Since she was washing the dishes, I took my book and went to the balcony to relax and have a good read.

The day went by. Pris decided to go home and grab extra sets of clothing. I drove her there as she was still wearing my polo and she didn't have any other sets of clothing to wear. Soon, I drove down to ECP to have a long jog. The time I spent with my ex-wife here brought back memories again. I remember the isolated car park that we would drive up to and have sex in the car while trying to be sneaky so that no one would see.

After the jog, it was around 3pm. I decided to go home and continue with my reading. When I got home, I saw Pris's bag on my sofa. I called out for her but she was not around. Guess she has either gone swimming or to the gym. I decided to just continue with my reading. I took a shower and went to grab my tablet to browse through the website. I poured myself some white rum, crushed mint, and lime to make a Mojito. I grabbed the drink and placed it on the balcony and lit the cigar.

I was reading up on world events and local news to keep myself up to date. Somehow, there wasn't anything interesting. So I turned off the tablet and took a nap on the lounge chair on the balcony. I woke up not long after my nap and looked at the time. Oh shit! It's 7pm! I better start preparing dinner. I looked around the living room and kitchen but Pris was nowhere to be found.

I went to the common washroom and the door was open. Where could she be? Thinking she might be in my bedroom, I was about to knock on the door. Then I heard a soft moan and a soft humming sound. I recalled that familiar sound. The sound of a vibrator. My ex-wife used to have one and she would always use it for foreplay before we went on with our sex. I peeked into the room and holy shit! There I saw Pris, under the blanket with her eyes closed. I could see that she was moving her hand up and down under the blanket with that humming sound.

Fuck! She was masturbating in my bedroom with a vibrator. The sight was something I lusted for, it was something I would come home from work and see my wife doing before we proceeded to have sex. I didn't see her in the nude as she was wearing a shirt and she covered herself.

I decided to leave her to herself and went to prepare dinner. Just before I left, I heard her moan my name. She fucking moaned and called me while she was masturbating. Holy fuck! Does she have feelings for me too? Or is this just lust we are talking about? Then again, we both lost our significant others and we both have our needs. I just walked to the kitchen and started cooking.

After half an hour, the steak was medium done, mashed potatoes and salad with an awesome dressing that everyone in the office praised me for. I poured 2 glasses of red wine to add to the mood, with a candle lit on the table.

Me: Pris! Dinner is ready!

Pris: Omg! You cooked?! Sorry, I was asleep! Let me tidy up and join you

Tidy up? More like finishing up.