Yes Miss

Who is that?

After my wonderfully cold shower I tossed on a black tank-top and some black sweats putting the dirty clothes in the same bag as my previous work clothes. Heading to Miss Aadya's room I knock on her door softly, I get no reply, so I peek my head in to see her room empty. Turning I head downstairs and hang a right at the bottom entering her living room. "Jesus, her place is even more beautiful during the day" I whisper to myself. "Aww Butler, you don't like my home at night?" I jump slightly at her sudden reply, turning I see her eyes glisten with something I couldn't name. I smile nervously not quite looking her in the eye. I realized quickly that looking anywhere else on her would be an immediate mistake, my eyes snap back up to her face. A devious smirk played on her lips and I began to feel excitement and a bit of fear settle into my chest and stomach. "Not only do you not like my home at night Butler, but you also don't like my pj's?" her voice is pouty, and her bottom lip tucked into her mouth ever so slightly. I couldn't risk looking down again, the sheer white teddy hugged her luscious curves so perfectly. "No, no I- uhm I" I couldn't seem to form the sentence I wanted so I opted for slight ogling and a disgruntled groan from the back of my throat. Her response to my gracious reply was too laugh, hard. From the belly, tears in your eyes, hiccups, and an oh so sexy snort. Finally she settles and the blush on my face could get no darker, and sad to say the erection in my pants could get no worse. Another fault of mine, or so says all of my exes, I love embarrassment or humiliation if you will. She rubs her eyes lightly not looking up to me yet, she looks up her grey eyes cutting into me smoothly. She cocks her head to the side her eyes darkening slightly. I feel my eyes widen and I go to step back before her eyes flash to my foot that inched back ever so slightly. I couldn't help but still under her gaze. She gnawed gently on the left side of her lip her eyes staring into me. She huffs quietly "Butler" she says sternly, and my eyes snap to hers, "Sit down, I'll be right back" she turns abruptly leaving me stunned and still. Sitting on her three-seater couch I leaned back and took a deep breath trying to calm myself.

A few moments later she returned but this time with a white tank-top and white cotton shorts-shorts on. She smiled at me softly "So, would you like to watch a movie? Or we could just relax together and talk?" her voice is soft like silk. "I'd be happy to put on a movie as background noise and continue talking Miss" I say softly glancing up at her softly. She hops up quickly swiping a movie form a cabinet and seeming to put it somewhere in the wall next to the tv. Bounding back over to the couch she happily clambers in-between my legs and settles herself there, her back against my stomach. She looked back and up at me cheesing big "Don't be stiff with me Butler, relax with me" as she says this, she wiggles further back into me. I hesitantly wrap my arms around her front bringing her flush against me breathing in her delicious scent. I hear her breathy laugh at my actions I can't help but nuzzle my face into her neck. I feel her hand nestle into my hair and I groan deeply feeling myself become putty for her. "My sweet Butler, where are you from?" I sigh softly "I am from allover really, I am an orphan, so I moved a lot. I really liked Southern California while I was there. But, I'm really happy with where I'm at now" I trace light patterns on her hip and feel her shudder beneath my hand. "Wow" she whispers softly. "It's not bad, I promise. I was told they passed in a freak car accident, and that I had no other living family on either side." I shrug lightly. "Was it ever lonely?" her honest question surprises me "Honestly, yea it was heart wrenchingly lonely, you never really learn about the family dynamic, or tender embraces, coddling mothers, over bearing dads" I smile remembering what some of the kids at school would complain about, and here I was wishing. Losing track of my thought I look down to Miss Aadyah only to see her eyes brimmed with tears. Immediately my full attention is on her all thoughts of my childhood shooed away. "Miss what's the matter?" as I ask I lift her easily having her stradle my lap while I checked her over. She gives me a watery chuckle, "I'm sorry Butler I seem to be so emotional with you. What you said just sounded so sad" her voice is soft like a whisper. Pulling her down to me I wrap her arms around my neck and lean back on the couch. Her embrace is tight, unrelenting, and I loved it. "But Miss, you didn't let me finish. It may have been all those sad things, but I wasn't alone there were so many other kids in foster care. I had so many brothers and sisters it was crazy. As I got older and got jobs and had phones, I began to stay in touch with many of my later foster siblings. We usually go bowling every third Saturday of the month." I look at her wearily unsure if asking now was a good idea. I mean it was a whole two weeks away. "Maybe if you can, I would love for you to come to this months" she pushes back from me slightly looking me dead in the eye which has me twitching beneath her. "Of course, I'll go! I would love to!". I chuckled at her enthusiasm "Great! It is in two weeks" I smile at her as she leans back down to lay her head on my chest. It's moments like these that I will always look forward to.