The sky was clear and beautiful. Cool breeze blew, carrying whispers of calm and peace which was a sharp contrast to the fire blazing from Skylar's eyes.
"You're so dead Rich!" She wielded the frying pan with so much fury as she chased the laughing Richard round the enormous kitchen.
"You should know better than to threaten your boss!" he yelled back, sporting his signature smirk.
"What kind of boss pours flour all over his employee?"
Richard looked at his handwork; she looked as white as a ghost. The flour dust followed her and with every move she made, It left white footprints behind. He smiled to himself proudly and answered, "The kind who's food is being delayed by an incompetent housekeeper."
"That's it!, I'll show you incompetence!" Skylar leaped across the kitchen island and landed gracelessly on Richard, making them fall backwards and the pan hitting him slightly.
"Oh no, I'm so sorry. Are you hurt? Did I hurt you?" Skylar asked. She sat astride him on the floor while touching his head and checking for injuries.
Richard didn't feel hurt at all since the impact was only a little but he enjoyed making her fret. Seeing the worried look on her face, he rubbed his head and groaned in pain.
"Oh it hurts so bad," he took her hand and placed it where he was hit, "just right there, yes, that's it."
Skylar was too worried about him to see through his act, she began massaging the spot. Richard felt good about himself until he realised he was having a little trouble. As Skylar massaged his fake injury, she was unintentionally moving back and forth on the area below his belt, making his little trouble not-so-little. Sweat Immediately pooled on his temple as his face flushed.
"Err Sky, I think that's enough. I'm fine now," he said, trying to adjust himself so she doesn't notice the bulge forming in his trousers.
Skylar took a closer look at him, placed the back of her palms on his temple and observed that he seemed warmer. She was worried he might have a concussion.
"Hey, you're warming up. I don't think you're okay. Hold on while I call your doctor." Skylar hurriedly stood up and was about to leave when she noticed the rise in his trousers. Out of shock, she slapped her hand to her mouth.
Richard's face was the colour of beetroots. He stood up quickly and placed his hands over his crotch area to cover himself. He didn't know what to say; he couldn't even meet her eyes. She already thought of him as a pervert and this would only prove her right.
Seeing the mortified look on his face, Skylar couldn't help but feel sorry for him. Normally, she would have felt disgusted but she was actually amused by the whole situation. Looking at his hand placement, she let out a loud laugh.
"haha haha this is priceless! I hope I never forget this moment haha!"
"It's not funny. I didn't intend to... to... you know, it just happened." Richard tried to defend his dignity.
"Oh you little pervert, you don't fool me haha."
"Hey I'm not a pervert, it was an accident," he explained just as an revelation came to him. "Hmm, by the way Sky, most girls would have been offended by this but you're not, I wonder why. Maybe it's because you did it on purpose." with a gasp he continued, "are you trying to seduce me?"
"Wh... What? That's the most ridiculous thing I've heard you say." She replied. Rubbing her chin, she said, "Now that I think of it, you don't seem to be in any pain. So, where you just faking the pain so you could get me into your bed?" She asked, stepping closer to him with a smirk on her face.
"Don't flatter yourself Sky, you know I would never go for you even if you were the last woman on earth," he replied. Mimicking her moves by stepping closer to her.
"Oh I think we both know that I'll never go for you even if you were the last person in the universe."
With that last statement, their lips met. Neither of them knew who had initiated it, but it felt like bliss. They both surrendered to their passions; passions they had no idea they had harboured. Their arms wound around each other as they leaned on the closest wall. Their lips locked together in an exotic dance, each seeking to dominate the other but Skylar's won, pushing her tongue passed his lips and tasting all the sin he had to offer. Richard didn't let her reign for long as he gained dominance and administered his loving pleasure to her. They ignored all sense of decorum, they ignored the flour that coated their bodies, they ignored the world.