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“Water is a key step here,” Bruno says, looking over to the empty pot I placed on the stovetop, which I just now realized is empty. I feel my face blush yet again.
“You’re eighteen, and you don’t know how to cook?” He questions, very well knowing the answer considering I just enlightened him.
“My mother never cooked so who the hell was there to teach me? We always had a maid around to handle that,” I snip, rolling my eyes at his judgment. It’s hard to contain my attitude around him when he’s bringing it out in me.
He chuckles at me as if he finds enjoyment from my reasoning. It’s the truth though. My mother wouldn’t even pour her own glass of wine, let alone cook a full meal. I guess I could have spent time with our maid all this time to learn a few tricks, but now, I have Bruno to teach me a thing or two. I can tell he’s having a good time with this anyhow.
It only takes me a few minutes to get the hang of what I’m doing. I make sure to keep an eye on the noodles along with the sauce, while Bruno takes care of the hamburger. The last thing I need on my first n
ight here is to mess this all up.
Bruno combines the burger meat with the sauce, and I stir it with the noodles in the pot as dinner comes to a whole.
“Done. Now, that wasn’t so hard, was it?” He teases me as he goes to set the pot on the kitchen table.
“I guess,” I murmur, very well knowing he’s right.
4
BRUNO
I watch as she eats her food so delicately, taking dainty bites; I was done eating in minutes, but here she is, still going. I couldn’t even complain about the meal; she did just fine for her first go.
“Tonight, I helped you, but tomorrow, you’re on your own.” I point out. I can see the concern on her face.
She doesn’t like the idea of cooking, or probably cleaning at that.
Though, without needing me to provide her further instruction, she grabs the dishes from the table and walks them over to the sink to wash. She then moves to wipe down the counters, soaking the pots and pans while doing so.
She moves back to the sink and begins scrubbing down the pans.
“One day, you’ll be one lucky man’s wife,” I whisper to her as I step in behind, pushing her lightly against the sink. She immediately jumps back, and her ass presses against my dick as it so badly craves to be inside.
“I don’t plan to marry. It’s not my thing, considering how well I’ve seen it go in my life. I’ll never be any man’s wife.” She glares up at me over her shoulder, clearly not thrilled with the idea.
“That’s what you think. Tonight, I think your father would be impressed with how well you’ve managed to learn something new, even if it’s as small as making spaghetti. Now, make sure the floor is swept and mopped before coming upstairs for the night.” I take a look around, noticing the splatters she’s allowed while warming the sauce.
“You’re kidding, right?”
I can tell she’s had enough for one night, but that still doesn’t keep me from pushing. “No, I’m not. You recall our talk from earlier, right?” I ask, raising an eyebrow as I’m sure she didn’t forget.
She quietly nods her head, but I can tell she’s not fond of her new duties.
I reach out and spank her ass without as much as even thinking. Part of me felt like she needed it, but I didn’t really think I would do it, yet, here we are. Just by the touch of her cheek through her thin dress, I can tell she’s missing her panties.
“Hey!” She cries and jumps back.
“Hey, what? I should consider spanking you more considering your lack of...,” I let my voice trail off, shaking my head in disapproval as I keep my eyes glued to her ass. I can’t help it. It’s so plump, inviting my touch.
“It’s just another poor choice I’ve seem to have made,” she comments. She doesn’t seem bothered that she’s strutting around here in this short ass dress with no panties on when my cock over here can’t keep calm.
“What would your father say if he knew you left the house like this, let alone being around a man like this?”
Her expression softens. “He wouldn’t like it… he’d be through the roof,” she whispers, looking down as she fidgets with her hands again.
“Yes, he would, and he’d have every right to. Another bad choice like this will lead you to get fucked by a man. Strutting around with no pair of panties on may just lead you right to it,” I growl at her, taking a step back before I make a move that she doesn’t seem quite ready for.
“When you’re done with your duties down here, I need you to set my tea. It’s not that hard to figure out as I’m confident in your abilities to handle it. The tea kettle is on the stove— don’t forget the whiskey.” I order, then turn around to head to my room for the night.
