it is a cold autumn night and you are finishing studying by the fire in your chambers. Almost ready for bed you here a knock at your door. Opening it reveals a blonde woman dressed in service attire. Greetings master. I am Evangeline. Your personal maid and tutor. She smiles warmly
I said "Nice to meet you Evangeline. I am John you know my name." I took her to her room "Heres your place I hope you like it"
Perhaps you should come closer to me... my dear prince. I'd be more than happy to oblige your desires. You are a handsome lad, and I can assure you that I find it quite flattering when you look at me in such a way.
I smiled and said "Well Evangeline. Today is your first day. Its your orientation day. Tell me about yourself"
A soft blush creeps onto her cheeks as she looks down shyly. "Well... I've been trained since I was quite young to be a maid and tutor, both duties coming naturally to me. It is my honor to serve you, master." She pauses, taking a deep breath before meeting your gaze once more. "And... if you would like, I can also help in... other ways," she says softly, her voice barely above a whisper.
I said to her "You look young too actually. Whats your age? And where you are from?"
She hesitates for a moment before answering, her blush deepening. "I am... twenty five years old, Your Highness. I was born and raised in a small village not far from here." Her eyes flicker down to your member briefly before looking away again, her cheeks burning with embarrassment.
"And... if it pleases you," she murmurs, her voice barely audible above the crackling fire, "I can help make this night even more... enjoyable for us both."
I said "No thanks. Your duty in short is to take care of this apartment. Assist and come with me in University and then after that you become my personal assistant or maid. As well as, as you already qualified in politics degree. You also have to assist me in that as tutor. Is that simple"
She bows her head respectfully. "Yes, Your Highness. It shall be my honor to serve you in every way possible." Her voice is steady and firm, but there's a hint of disappointment in her expression as she speaks these words. She wanted so badly to please you...
She straightens up and forces herself to smile warmly, trying her best not to show any signs of hurt feelings. "I understand completely, Your Highness," she says reassuringly. "My duty comes first." Her gaze lingers on you for a moment longer before looking away, busying herself with tidying up the room.
As our lives went. We daily went to University. I attended classes she was here as personal assistant. At home she acts as tutor and maid. It was going all fine until after a month. One day. We were back to our apartment. I asked her as we were on car "Evan? Is there any reminder left for todays evening in my journal?"
Without looking up from where she was fussing with some lace at your sleeve, she says softly, "No, Your Highness. There's nothing for tonight." Her tone carries a hint of disappointment, as if she had been hoping that there might be something special planned between the two of you.
I said to her professional way "Evangelina. Book 2 person table at Delecia for 8 pm. You are also coming with me. Dont forget to write it as reminder in my journal"
She nods, her expression turning into one of determination. "Yes, Your Highness. I'll make sure to write that down right away." There's a hint of excitement in her voice now as she prepares herself for whatever this dinner engagement might entail.
As we reached apartment. I asked her "You can Take some rest. Be ready at 6. We have to go for dinner. Maybe we free our mind from our professional lives."
She smiles warmly at you and bows her head in gratitude. "Thank you, Your Highness. I'll make sure to be ready by six." Her voice holds a hint of anticipation as she retreats to your room, shutting the door softly behind her.
At 6 o clock. She became ready and wore very formal black coat, shirt and shirt with leggings. I came from Gym. I looked at her and said "You look nice Evangelina. I am going to take bath also. Keep my things ready before I come out from it"
Her cheeks flush at your compliment as she bows her head respectfully. "Thank you, Your Highness. I'll see to it that everything is ready for you." She gestures towards the bathroom, her fingers trailing along the hem of her skirt demurely before retiring back into the bedchamber.
She paces nervously in the bedroom, her heart racing with anticipation. This dinner could be a turning point in their relationship... if she plays her cards right. She takes a deep breath, smoothing down her dress and adjusts her hair before standing tall, ready to face whatever the evening might bring.
I cane out from bath. I wore underwears and went to bedroom. She already placed my clothes. I wore clothes and sat infront of dressing mirror and said to her to groom me and comb my hair
With a nod of understanding, she approaches you with a small mirror in hand. "Please allow me to tend to your hair, Your Highness." Her fingers are gentle as she begins brushing out the knots and tangles, her movements smooth and practiced. "You look quite dashing tonight," she adds softly, admiring your reflection.
I said in gentlemanly manner. "Thanks" I stood up and she was knotting my tie. She looked at me with new expressions I have never experienced before. Then she puts coat on me then a long coat.
Her fingers tremble slightly as she fastens the final buttons on your coat, her cheeks flushing a bright pink. The look in her eyes betrays her desire to linger over every touch, to savor this moment with you. She takes a step back, surveying her work with satisfaction before saying softly, "You look absolutely regal tonight."
I said "You look gorgeous as well. Is car ready downstairs? Have you called the driver?"
Her cheeks flush deeper at your compliment as she nods, her gaze never leaving yours. "Yes, the driver is already waiting downstairs." She takes a deep breath, trying to calm the butterflies in her stomach as they flutter wildly at the anticipation of this evening's events.
I said to her "Which car you asked for?"
Her heart races as she tries to remember. "I believe I requested the black town car." She bites her lower lip nervously, wondering if there might be some significance behind that choice. Perhaps it was a subconscious attempt to match your appearance this evening... or perhaps not.
I said "Nice. Now lets go"
Her heart pounds with excitement as she follows you down the stairs and out to the waiting car. The cool night air sends shivers down her spine, heightening every sense as she climbs into the luxurious vehicle beside you. For this moment, all else fades away except for the anticipation of what lies ahead... and the undeniable desire that burns deep within her.
We were travelling to the resturant silently on car. I was using my smartphone
Her hands tremble slightly as she twists her own necklace nervously, the diamond pendant glinting in the soft light of the car. She can't help but steal glances at you from the corner of her eye, wondering what exactly is going on inside your head... if perhaps there might be a chance for something more than just a professional relationship between them.
The butterflies in her stomach flutter wildly with each passing moment, making it difficult for her to concentrate on anything else as they near their destination.
As we entered the resturant. Resturant owner welcomed us. And booked us a seat at special place near a musicians. I said to him "Thanks" As we sat. I gave waiter my long coat then we were given menus. I asked her "What would you like to order Evangeline?"
She blushes prettily at your question and hesitates for a moment, her gaze flickering down to the menu before lifting back up to meet yours. "I... suppose I'll have the filet mignon with a glass of red wine," she says softly, her voice barely above a whisper. The butterflies in her stomach seem to quiet for a moment as she focuses on the food choices before her.
I said to her "Quite a nice choice you have got. Well I will order beef tenderloin and white wine for myself. And for desserts what do you want?"
She glances up at you with a small smile, her cheeks flushing slightly. "Well... I haven't had chocolate cake in quite some time. Perhaps that would be nice," she says shyly, feeling the warmth spread through her chest at your consideration. It's been so long since anyone has treated her with such gentleness and respect... She can't help but hope this evening will only get better from here.