A Broken Faucet.
Michael POV:
"You wouldn't dare" I replied
"Try and see, you will only have your self to blame"
I saw the glint in his eyes and surrendered my waffles.
"I picked one and placed it on his plate"
"I want one more"
"You said one initially"
"Now I want two"
"That is not fair" I protested
"You should have gave it when I asked nicely"
"Let's split it into two"
"Nope, the whole mike" He replied
I reluctantly took another whole and places it on his place. He grinned like a movie villain in satisfaction of his heist.
"Eat it and i hope you burst" Was the only thing I could say, that was how powerful Exhibit A.
It was one of my rare moments of loosing control of myself, I was inexplicably sad that night and I turned to the only solution to drown it. I was mostly in control of myself and could hold my liquor quite well but that night I drank like a fish. I drank till I lost complete control of myself. I had Cal who had a one or two shots, he knew he was suppose to take me home that night so he remained sober. I thought I was unconscious when I blacked out completely, so wrong was I when I woke up on my bed the next morning and the first message I received was a video from Cal of me. I could have laid my life down to argue it was edited but the video stared clearly back at me, I couldn't argue with a clear evidence.
I would have flipped at Cal for failure to protect me and allowing me to disgrace myself in public, but I did the zetsy dancing in my own house. There was no risk of ruin public image or any stranger taking a picture or making a video, so he was allowed to have his fun. But it was at my own expense.
I cringe hard at every thought of it or got reminded by it. Cal knew that and was smart enough of to keep it or atleast he said he did and use it against me at any chances he got. It wasn't exactly blackmailing, he has never and will never use it agaisnt me in life changing decision, he only used it for the prettiest and the most mundane thing, like getting me to surrender my waffles.
"What just happened?" The old woman asked bemused
"It's a simple transaction between two friends"
"That was pure blackmail" I muttered under my breath
"What was that mike, did you say something"
"No I didn't"
"Yeah, I thought the same" He said as he took another bite out of my sweet juicy waffle.
"Have you thought of where to hang the painting" I spoke to her for the first time.
She was taken by surprise at first but recovered immediately. She looked around "I'm not sure yet"
"I think the perfect positioning for your painting would be over there." I said pointing directly behind her."
She turned to look behind her.
"Are you sure?" She asked
I made a photographic sign and view the wall through the hole.
"I'm quite sure"
"Any stray ray of Sunlight wouldn't shine directly on it, Sunlight ruin paintings faster than fire. So you have to avoid. And it would beautify the room the most from this position"
"Oh' really, is that true Mr. Calhoun?"
"Let him do his stuff, he is an expert"
I felt a bit offended he sought Cal's opinion over mine.
"What painting are you talking about?" The older woman asked
"Mr. Calhoun wanted to gift me a painting, so I was thinking of where to hang it,"
"Thank you Mr. Calhoun, that is so nice of you, but aren't paintings supposed to be very valuable and expensive."
"They are"
"Then why would you give it to her"
"I owed her one and that was the only gift I could think to give her"
"Fair enough"
Every single one of use was done eating except Calhoun who was still struggling with his last piece.
"Finish up gluttony" I hollered
"Will you stop rushing me, I have a sensitive stomach."
After Cal was done eating, I helped Aurora packed the dishes for washing. Mrs. Hardy insisted i left it but i insisted more. I trailed behind Aurora to the kitchen, while Cal put the tables back in their position.
"You can stand and watch I will do it all" She said.
"I didn't follow you back here just to watch" I replied
She sighed.
"I will washh and you can rinse"
She made the lather and started washing, she handed me each one which I rinse one after the other under the running tap.
"You are different today" she said without taking her eyes off the plate she was washing
Her statement took me by surprise.
"What do you mean"
"You seem more humane, for the first time it seems like blood was running in you"
I wonder how long had she been thinking about it tonight before finally getting it off her chest.
"What do you mean, what do you think I am? A robot?"
"A robot will behave like a human if it was programmed to do so, you behave like a dinosaur."
I chuckled.
"So, what about tonight?"
"You laughed, smiled, joked, played like a normal human should"
I didn't take any offence.
"It's because of Mr. Calhoun isn't it. he seems to bring the life in you. I never knew you wer friends"
All of a sudden, the faucet sprayed a jet of water directly at her. With reflex I quickly cusped the faucet to prevent anymore water from coming out, before switching of the faucet. But it was too late, she had already been sprayed with a significant amount of water.
"I'm sorry" I said
"It's not your fault, it has been broken for quite a while" she replied
"That damn plumber, I gave him $50 to fix it last week" she muttered
She loosened her ponytail and shook her head to get the moisture out of her hair, before she allowed her hair to drape over shoulder. I was staring at something else, her wet clothes fully emphasized her already outlined breast. I could see the size, the shape, the turgidity, the only thing left was probably to see the bare breast. Not reaching for her was the probably the hardest I've ever had to do.
I have never felt so powerless, I was drunken with lust, I could feel my lower part getting more turgid. I had to hold my hand to prevent myself from doing something stupid.
She caught me staring and was naive enough to look down to see what she wasn't supposed to.
"Can you continue or should I change the clothes?"
She was teasing me, she dared to tease me.
I've never felt more embarrassed.