02-18-2017, 07:16 AM
- Well, sir, I work in the kitchen and .. and .. idk, possibly that's why I'm always a little "hot" - mounee did not know what word to use - let me put the shirt on, Sir. .
Mounee was dressing him but inside he imagined just the opposite: undoing Edmond slowly until he was naked. For a long time he was not with a boy and having a man so close, breathing in his scent, feeling the warmth of that masculine skin, the look of Edmond .. all this was disturbing Mounee.
"Sirr, I've talked to my boss and I've managed to fix the incident. If you are so kind I would like to pay your lunch. And in relation to the shirt .. I will wash and leave it in perfect condition. Do you have a phone number to contact me or an address where I can send the shirt to you? I would be very displeased, Sir, to be dissatisfied with the restaurant. I assure you it was an unpleasant accident, but it will not happen again.
I dared to look into his eyes, and I could not help but give that man a shy smile. It was a smile from the respect, flirtation and excitement that the presence of this man produced. Yes, it had been "a chance encounter" but ... does there really exist coincidences or was it simply the hand of fate that enters our lives like a hand searching for a fish in a pond?
- Thank God, the shirt fits perfectly
Mounee was dressing him but inside he imagined just the opposite: undoing Edmond slowly until he was naked. For a long time he was not with a boy and having a man so close, breathing in his scent, feeling the warmth of that masculine skin, the look of Edmond .. all this was disturbing Mounee.
"Sirr, I've talked to my boss and I've managed to fix the incident. If you are so kind I would like to pay your lunch. And in relation to the shirt .. I will wash and leave it in perfect condition. Do you have a phone number to contact me or an address where I can send the shirt to you? I would be very displeased, Sir, to be dissatisfied with the restaurant. I assure you it was an unpleasant accident, but it will not happen again.
I dared to look into his eyes, and I could not help but give that man a shy smile. It was a smile from the respect, flirtation and excitement that the presence of this man produced. Yes, it had been "a chance encounter" but ... does there really exist coincidences or was it simply the hand of fate that enters our lives like a hand searching for a fish in a pond?
- Thank God, the shirt fits perfectly