Master walked in the front door, flashing me that grin. I was standing at the entrance to the kitchen, hands at my side in just my apron.
He went straight to the bedroom without a word, as I returned to my work in the kitchen. Master returned a few minutes later, in a pair of grey sweatpants. I love to follow the lines of his muscles with my fingers, tracing every outline of his beautiful arms. I enjoy running my hands across his stomach feeling every abdominal muscle along the way, sliding my hand up to his chest. Making sure to feel both sides of his well formed pecs. Not realizing I am staring, softly biting my lips. He is smiling at me, he winks and walks back to the bedroom.
Working diligently to finish dinner and get it onto the table. I set the table, place the food onto the table. I walk to the bedroom, the door is closed. I knock 3 times, and wait patiently. He opens the door, yes princess. I let him know his dinner is ready. Master smiles and closes the door. I return to the dining room, and stand to the right of Master's chair, waiting.