MY SILLY PERSONAL ASSISTANT

Chapter 3

Vince's eyes widened as he landed on his boss's bare chest when he pulled him back.

“Stay with me!” His boss said but his eyes closed.

“Er! Sir?!” He is confused. “How come he is talking but sleeping as well?” He tried to get away from him but his boss even pulled him closer and made his face touch his chest. “Nice skin. Smooth.” He used his lips to touch and feel it, like a feather-light kiss.

“Haist!” He lifts his head and tries to grope his hand to something he can hold on to to give him support to get away from him but to his shock, he feels that what his hand is holding, moves. He looked at it and he was startled as he held the thing he saw a while ago that was moving. He removed his hand abruptly but the thing continued moving, poking the trousers of his boss.

“Oh my god! His pet is waking up!” He wanted to stand up but his boss gripped it too tight and it was difficult for him to get up. He then looked at it again and he couldn't take away his stares on that part. “Eh? It stops moving?” He observed it. When he thought that it's not moving anymore he mumbled. “Maybe because Sir is sleeping that's why it stops.” But a few minutes later it starts moving again then stops and then moves. He tried to feel his own pet but it didn't move like his boss so he thought of playing with it.

“Oh so cute. Hihihi!” To think that his boss is sleeping, he started poking it with his forefinger. “Hihihi! It's moving.” He is having fun doing it, poking it when it stops moving then laughing when it moves. He did it several times until he felt sleepy and tired with a smile painted on his face, he drifted into his slumber on top of his boss's chest.

The next morning, the guy woke up with a throbbing pain in his head. “Aaahh, I'm too drunk I think.” He said as he stretched his arms widely without opening his eyes yet. He planned to get up as he has a photoshoot in the afternoon but he is wondering why he felt something heavy on top of him. All of a sudden he opened his eyes just to be shocked. A guy sleeping soundly and drooling on top of his naked body.

“Wait! Why I'm naked?! Aaaaaahh....” he screamed up to his lungs and woke up Vince made him scream too. When he recovered he pushed Vince out of his naked body.

“Ouch...” Vince winced in pain holding his hips. “You're so ungrateful.” He said glaring at him.

“Who are you? Why are you in my room?” He asked but the guy just pouted his lips squeezing his eyes as he was still sleepy.

“You asked me to stay!”

“What?!” His eyes bulged in surprise. “I didn't ask anyone to invade my room.”

“How can you remember when you got into the house you immediately fell snoring. Hmph!” Vince responds still on the floor gently massaging his hips.

“What?!”

“What, in your bulging eyes. You came back drunk and slept then I carried you up to here then clean your face and upper body. After that, I was about to leave but you pulled me back and told me to stay.” Vince answered continuously. His so-called boss runs his fingers through his hair trying to remember what had happened last night but he can't remember anything.

While looking at his boss Vince remembers the “pet” that his boss had.

“Am, Sir I played with your pet while you were sleeping. Hihihi!” He said innocently.

“Pet? I don't have a pet.”

Vince's eyes averted to the lower part of his boss's body preferably where the pet is. He then used his lips, pouted it to point that part. “There! Inside, it keeps moving last night poking your trousers. I think he wanted to come out but when he knows you're sleeping he just plays so I played with him.”

The boss again eyes widened in shock then looked down on the part Vince said was his pet but he didn't feel anything about it.

“How did you play with it?” He asked to make sure his pet was still intact.

Vince stands up while responding to him. “I used my finger to touch it. It keeps poking your trousers then will stop moving but when I touch with my finger it will move again. I just did that until I got tired.”

“Which era this guy came from, why so innocent?” He gulped as his mind drifted beyond what the guy said he did on his pet.

“Can I see your pet, Sir?” Vince asked innocently.

“Nooo!” The boss was shocked. “You get out. Now!” He pointed to the door for Vince.

The latter then pouted his lips. “So unkind. After I take care of your pet you just asked me to go away.” He then walked stomping his feet out of his room.

“Aaaahh....” The guy then runs his fingers on his hair tossing himself back on his bed. “Is he my mom's newly hired helper?” But then he smiles as he remembers how innocent Vince is. He finds it cute for him to be innocent. “His mole under his lips, aahhhh.” He unconsciously touches his so-called pet under his trousers.

Vince went back to his room and washed himself up. “He is so unkind. I helped him but asked me to go out without even saying thank you to me. Hmph!” He murmured while preparing himself to go to the kitchen to prepare his boss breakfast. Luckily he can cook simple recipes as he is always watching and helping his mom cook back home. He took eggs, bacon, and bread. He fried the eggs and bacon but when he was about to toast the bread he forgot how to use the toaster.

“Haist! Why does everything here have machines? Can also use a pan for cooking what.” He pouted and sat on the chair resting his chin on his palms, elbows against the table.

“Ah yes yes.” He went to the fridge and took some tomatoes and capsicums and sliced them. As he remembers Jules said need some veggies. “I will use the pan to toast the bread then.” He then turns on the fire and puts the pan on top and when it is hot he puts two slices of bread.

He quickly finishes cutting the veggies when he hears the doorbell ringing. He washed his hands and went to the main door, forget that he was toasting the bread on the pan.

“Hi good morning! Who....” he asked as soon as he opened the door.

The woman in her fifties entered the house. “You must be Vince, right?”

“Ah hehe, I am Ma'am. May I know who you are?”

“Oh, you're so cute. By the way, I'm the mom of your boss. Crystal, just calls me Crystal or auntie whatever you like but much better if you call me mom too.” Crystal whispered the last words and made Vince's eyes widened.

“Mo...moooom?” He stuttered as he didn't expect her to ask him to call her mom.

“Aiyah! You're too cute and seem nice to be my son. My son is stubborn and.....”

Before Crystal finished her words.

“And what mom?” The guy came out fresh as he just showered and was wearing his casual shirt and pants. Vince's eyes fluttered as he looked at the guy. “He is so handsome. Hihi!” He shuddered on his thoughts.

“Oh at last you're awake. I thought you wanted to drown yourself from drinking again with your friends.” Crystal came to pinch his tummy.

“Mmmm, it's not every day.” He whines. Vince just stares at them alternately.

“But you know that you have a photoshoot today, right? Anyway, he is your helper here. His name is Vince.” She introduced Vince to him. “Vince, he is your boss, my son, Jake.”

“Hi, Sir Jake!” Vince waved his hands to Jake.

“Don't call me Sir.”

“Eeh! What do you want me to call you then?”

“Just my name is fine. Sir is too formal.” He then sniffed something. “What's that smell?”

Crystal is also sniffing. “Something is burning.”

Vince who heard it. “Oh my god. The bread.” And he quickly runs to the kitchen without telling them.

When he arrived there he saw the pan with thick smoke and the two slices of bread turned black. “Whoah!” He lifts it looking at the burnt bread.

“What happened?” Crystal followed by Jake came in.

“Sorry! I burnt the bread.” He said it sheepishly.

“And why did you toast the bread in the pan where there is a toaster?” Jake asked in annoyance.

“I forgot how to use it.”

“Mom, how could you hire a helper like him? How can he manage if he doesn't even know how to use a toaster? He is not helping but creating a disaster.” Jake turned to Crystal; annoyed.

Vince was hurt, pouted his lips, and slowly went to the dustbin and threw the burnt slices of bread.

“It's just bread, okay? Here shove this in your mouth and stop whining.” Crystal picked up a piece of bacon and shoved it into Jake's mouth.

“Vince came here. I'll teach you how to do it, then we will cook breakfast together.” Crystal then took the bread from the fridge and more bacon and eggs. Jake just sits on the chair observing his mom and his helper.

“How can she be so nice with this guy when they just met?” He thought while observing the two quietly. “Wow! Nice ass.” His eyes then widened when Vince picked up something on the floor sticking out his bottom facing the direction of Jake. The latter subconsciously bitten his lower lip and gulped.

After the two finished cooking. They then eat their breakfast together. Jake just eats quietly like not exist as his mom eats while enjoy talking with Vince. Jake doesn't understand why he finds Vince so cute when laughing, especially when his eyes form a thin line and what attracts him most is the mole under his lips. He again unconsciously licked his lips as he looked at Vince.

“Oh, Jake, why are you so quiet?” Jake was startled as he didn't expect his mom to turn to him and asked. He choked.

Vince quickly got up and took his glass of milk and gave it to Jake to drink. Crystal patted his back to make him breathe.

“Hah!” Jake blew as he felt relieved.

“You're okay now Jake?” Vince asked, leaning forward closer to Jake's face. Jake then looked up and eyes landed on Vince's lips.

“s**t!” He cursed in his mind as he gulped his saliva. He felt a strange feeling inside of him like pushing him to kiss those lips. “Stay away from me.”

“Hey Jake, that's too rude to say that to Vince.” Crystal slapped his nape. “Behave!”

“It's fine mom,” Vince said smiling at Crystal, and went back to his seat and continued eating his food.

“Mooommm?!!” Jake suddenly looked at his mom questioning why Vince called her mom, too.

“Aiyah! I like him. He is cute. So I told him he can call me mom too. Why? You don't like it. You cannot stop me anyway so don't complain.” Crystal then finishes her food.

Jake didn't complain anymore as his mom told him not to complain. He knows her, whatever she decides he can't change.

After breakfast, Vince winds up in the kitchen and helps them prepare stuff for Jake. Crystal then teaches Vince some other stuff focusing on Jake's room.

“And those clothes on that basket are dirty. I want you to wash it today. Separate the colored from whites, okay? Don't ruin my clothes.” Jake who for the whole time stood leaning on the door frame watching his mom and Vince.

“I will, Jake.” Vince smiled at him.

“The two rooms haven't opened yet. Wait until I have free time to tell you what to do with those rooms. For now, you focus on this room and the other part of the house.”

Vince nodded.

The mother and son then left for Jake's photoshoot. Vince after closing the main door thinking what to do first.

“Ah, washing clothes.” He then took the laundry basket from Jake's room and brought it to the laundry area in front of the washing machine. He started sorting out the dirty clothes separating the colored from the whites.

“Eeww, underwear.” He lifts the Supreme green underwear with his thumb and forefinger. He smells it. “Nice smell. Hihihi!” He then put it in with other colored clothes. The last one he took out is a shirt where the color is a big stripe of blue, green, and white.

“He said to separate the colored from the whites but this one how to separate it?” He sat there thinking about what to do. He tried to call Jules for help but the latter didn't answer. “He must be busy working, too.” And he fell into deep thought to think of any idea what to do with the shirt. Then he suddenly snapped and ran to the kitchen. He then came back with the kitchen scissor in his hand.