Chapter 31: Exploring
Jasper
The next morning, I wake up bundled in a mess of sheets. My first thought is about how comfortable and good I feel in this bed. The memories started drifting back and my eyes flicked open. I can now remember where and why I am here. I was facing the large windows on the left side of the bed, but I don't need to turn around to know that the other side is empty. There is not a sound in the room, but then again as fast as I remember, Baron's house is big enough. Should he be in the kitchen? I am not sure. At least, he is not in the room, I think.
As I shifted to my other side, I saw that the arms clock on his bedside table indicated ten in the morning. If nothing else, I respected the rule of sleeping. My stomach growls so I decided to get up and see where the sexy beast is. But as I stood up, I realized that I am completely naked and I can't help but blush when I remembered what happened in the shower last night. It wasn't much, but his skilled fingers did wonders with my body. I rarely had such a powerful orgasm in the past and it was only a hand job. Then, it suddenly hit me. Holy shít
I almost immediately fell asleep after he carried me to bed and I didn't even return the favor. I felt his erection against the small of my back in the shower and he was clearly horny. Gosh, I let him go to sleep with a boner. I am feeling so bad right now. How can I face him after that? I am supposed to bring him pleasure and all I managed was to get pleasure without giving him any. I feel so shameful, I need to apologize now. I walked into the bathroom first, looking for my bag and digging for a clean pair of boxers. Once I had covered my dick, I made my way through the long corridor. Still not hearing a sound as I walked into the living room and then the dining room. As I entered the kitchen, I noticed a piece of paper on the island counter. It was a note from him, scribbled in a perfectly regular handwriting.
'Hello, gorgeous. I hope you had a good night, I didn't feel like waking you up before I left this morning, you looked so peaceful. I have left you some food, just get what you like in the fridge. Make yourself at ease, I will call you later this morning.’
I rushed back to the room and searched for my phone in the pocket of my jeans. Shit, three missed calls already from him but no voicemail. I am still considering calling him back when my phone buzzes again.
“Hello?” I said hesitantly, wishing I had been the one to call back first.
“Are you finally awake?” He teased, making me sign in relief. At least he seems to be in a good mood.
“Yes, a few minutes ago, I just found your note and I was just about to call back. I am sorry I slept in…”
“That is fine, Jasper. I guess you needed some rest.” He said warmly and I can almost see his grin through the phone.
“Did you sleep well?” He asked.
“Yes, very, thank you. How about you?” I asked shyly.
“I slept very well.”
“Did you wake up early?” I asked.
“As early as usual so that I have time to work out before I go to work. And I had an appointment at nine this morning.” He replied, now I feel guilty for keeping him up so late last night.
“Have you had breakfast?”
“Not yet, sir. I searched for my phone as soon as I saw your note.”
“Jasper? You can call me Baron, I told you.”
“Yes…Baron.” I said and the name felt nice on my tongue. I like this.
“Good, now go get some food. Send me a text if you need to go out, I have left the spare key of the apartment on the console in the foyer. Other than that, make yourself at home and search the cupboard and drawer for whatever you need. Do not hesitate to call me if you need any help and leave a message if I can't answer you. I have a few more appointments and might not be available all the time, alright?”
“All good, will you come back late?”
Fuck, what is this longing voice of mine? It sounded so needy.
“I don't know yet, but I probably won't be home until seven. In the meantime, I would like you to also think about potential training.”
“Okay, I will.”
“I will bring you some food from the restaurant for dinner, please just make sure that the table is set. I have to go now, I will see you later tonight.”
“Alright, see you tonight.” I said and hung up the call.
I walked back to the kitchen and literally pigged out on the delicious pancakes, gulped down a glass of pineapple juice and put my dishes away in the dishwasher. I don't even have to do the dishes, which is one of the chores I hate the most. That is great.
It didn't take long to take care of my morning routine, get dressed and tidy up my mess. But, it was noon when I was done. How am I going to spend the rest of the day until he comes back home? I made the bed, then decided to go explore the house. He told me to make myself comfortable, so I guess exploring the place will help. The living room is huge, there are two large leather couches and a big flat screen television. The long windows lead to another balcony, much larger than the one adjacent to his room.
This terrace hosts teak garden furniture, a dark brown parasol, three deck hairs and plants in high pots. I can imagine myself taking the sun here in the afternoon. I went back inside, passed the dining room and entered the kitchen. I opened all the drawers, which were full of utensils and food of various kinds, but indeed, there was no sign of chips, candies or cookies in there. I guess I will have to get used to healthy food.
Back in the corridor, I decided to try all the doors and the first one on my left was his study. I would rather not explore this one, even if it looks warm with another leather couch. An office is private and there might be confidential documents, so I moved on to the next door which is another guest room. This one is a perfect copy of the one he showed me last night, only the paintings on the walls are different. The shared bathroom is smaller than the one attached to the master bedroom but still three times bigger than the one I have at home.
There is a bathtub on the right, a sink counter and separate toilets on the left. I opened the other door across from me and entered my room. I am not convinced that I will ever use it if he lets me share his bed, but he sounded quite sure that I might need it at some point. The room is large though, and I like the lights on the walls. The queen size bed looks comfortable and the ceiling-high closet is empty except for spare sheets, comforter and pillows.
I walked out of the room and back to the beginning of the corridor to try the first door on the right side. This is a laundry room, which also serves to stock household products and cleaning appliances. I wonder if he take the house cleaning himself, he seems to be a rather busy person and seeing how the house is spic-and-span, I don't know how he would have the time to do so, I guess he had a cleaning person. The next door opens to the media room, and there goes my interest. There are comfortable recliners as well as a large couch to watch movies. I decided to stop my exploration here and spend a long moment trying the game device, playing on a huge screen. I think it might become my favorite room.
Then, I continued my exploration and try the next and last door on this side is the corridor, but it didn't opened. I wondered why this room is kept lock, maybe there is a safe inside? I will have to ask him later or maybe not. After all, this is none of my business. It was only four o'clock when I get back to the kitchen. Weird enough, I feel hungry again and decided I should try and cook myself a late lunch. I grabbed eggs, tomatoes and a slice of ham to prepare an omelette. Once it was ready, I left the pan on the sink and took my plate outside on the terrace to enjoy my lunch in one of the deck chairs. It feels good to have money