Chapter ２

"Come in," she instructed.

He said, "I'm Michael." "I hope you'll excuse my manners."

She responded with "Christine" despite her obvious discomfort. "Perhaps I was lacking in etiquette as well. "It's a pleasure to meet you."

She commanded him to "follow me." "Give me a tour"

Michael was taken aback when the door opened. He was prepared for an overweight middle-aged woman. Instead, he saw a woman who was jaw-droppingly beautiful and had an incredible figure. He couldn't get enough of her magnificent rack, which was complemented by her toned, athletic body.

She led him through the space, and he accompanied her. It was impossible for him to look away from her magnificent buttocks. She had a butt that any woman, even a young girl, would give their life for.

From the hallway, she took him into one of the bedrooms. He strained his eyes. There was a dresser, a desk, and a queen-sized bed with four posts in it. Nightstands and lamps are provided in the room. Perfection. Even with his dreadful furniture, it would be possible for him to live here. It was sufficient for him to carry his computer inside and set it up on the desk there. She saw that there was a back door that opened out into the driveway.

"You are now free to bring your own furniture into the room. "

"This is superior than anything else that I possess." He informed her that he would bring a computer.

"Simply plug in your computer if it has the capability of connecting wirelessly. "

"Wow. Both the accommodation and the location were perfect for him.

She walked out of the room after turning around. He was standing behind her, peering at the back of her thigh.

She led him into the most magnificent kitchen he had ever seen in his life. It included cupboards made of dark wood, granite countertops, and a pot rack that was installed on the ceiling. An impressive collection of cookware was displayed on a pot rack. He was able to see everything he'd always wanted but could never have. equipment made of stainless steel, a refrigerator with water and ice dispensers built into the door, and a double gas oven.

He let out a loud "Whoa." 

"Most guys don't like kitchens," she commented with a sultry smile before going on to make her point.

When Christine described Michael's "ex," Michael's eyes immediately lighted up.

"I'm not like other males. I like both consuming food and preparing it. "

If you like the kitchen, I could really use a break. "Cook for me whenever you want," she said with a grin.

"OK," he answered while looking at her curiously. 

She then said, "So you'll go through with it?"

"I don't see an issue with that unless there's a catch. The room, the kitchen, the landlord, and the prices were all excellent. "

"Nope," was the response she gave". This is our first time renting, therefore we may make some mistakes. Have a conversation with my daughter and I if you want the kitchen all to yourself. We'll go ahead and start. If you would want to dine with us, I have no objections, however the costs associated with the meal might be divided amongst us. Is that reasonable?"

He responded with the phrase "Very reasonabe." 

"Great!"   "I'm relieved that a kind and reliable person arrived up."

"Don't worry about me," he said .

"I had an inkling. She paused for a while before continuing, "I'm an excellent character judge."

The first few weeks of Michael's life were quite busy. During the very first conversation that they had together, he told her about his new job at the university. He was aware of her work as a freelance stenographer. 

He put in long, laborious hours at the university. It was required of him to put together lectures for his classes. Because he was responsible for the instruction of five distinct histor classes at the school, the amount of preparatory work he had to do was overwhelming.

He arrived home every night at ten and immediately passed out in his bedroom. They only engaged in conversation at breakfast. As a result of the late start time of his classes, he was consistently tardy three days a week. He ate while wearing his pajamas or a robe and a T-shirt. She was able to anticipate his schedule and provide him with breakfast on a number of the mornings.

Clare, age 18, had a crush on him. Because he was laid back and got along well with her, the college decided to hire him. One morning, she found Michael helping her with her science homework and she caught him in the act.

Christine was subsequently informed by Clare that Michael was "hot."

Clare was the captain of the workout team and dated the quarterback at the same time. She reminded me of Christine before she had her breast implants. She had a breast size of a C d. Everyone said that she had a lean body that was reminiscent of a dancer.

Michael expressed his gratitude to Christine and Clare for preparing him breakfast in the morning.

"No, Michael. We are in love with you," she said. "There is no one who can do it better. The grade for Clare's scientific project, which you aided her with, was a "A."

He was laughing as he pumped his fist in the air.

“Yes! I figured it out!" He screamed.

They made fun of Clare's accomplishment in front of everyone.

According to what was previously said, "As soon as I can, I will cook for you." When I have some free time and my first paycheck, I'll show you something that will blow your mind!

She responded with "Yes, sir"

One morning, Michael checked the amount of his bank account online from his place of employment. A almost $6,000 rise was reflected in the two-digit bank account number that Michael had.

He sent a text message to Christine's phone using his iPhone.

"Do you mind if I cook tonight? "

The response from Christine was, "I'll be there!"

Michael left his job earlier than usual that day. In order to make Christine's favorite food, he had a lot of work to do. He felt attracted to her and wanted to take her by surprise.