The Hot Mom

CHAPTER 7

Steve’s Version---

I sat quietly on the passenger sit when boss Neilson drove smoothly towards the Mansion. This is the first time I see him smiling to himself. I have noticed a certain change in his behaviour since we left the Lancer Villa. A lot of questions were going on in my mind but I dare not ask him.

Boss loves to drive himself mostly and he would allow me only to sit on the passenger sit quietly. And in my 8 years of service I have rarely seen him with emotion other than just none. He would keep thinking with a straight face, which I guess mostly was about the business strategies, pending works, travel plans and all. Once in a while I have also seen his face twitched with disgust or anger, may be because of some woman who would try to hook up with him, or some fancy food that didn’t like, or some tricky step taken by any competitor. But have never seen him smiling all by himself. Usually he smiled when and if he talks to his sister or mother over phone but never to himself.

He was definitely acting differently today. Was it because of the food? Or was it something else?

“ Steve ! are you married?” I was shocked and jerked out of my thoughts on hearing his usually heavy and serious voice, now sounding little soft.

I was so stunned that for a few seconds I didn’t realise that I am supposed to answer him.

“ Yeah Boss?” I asked hesitated.

“I asked, are you married?” Boss asked again instead of getting annoyed. I have always known him as a person who hates to repeat as he thinks, it is waste of time and people should be attentive.

However happy to have got a second chance, I quickly replied, “ yes boss. Just one year back.”

“Hmmm” He remained quiet.

I looked at him in a side glance not daring to turn my head. His face was soft and he held the steering with his right hand, while scratched his chin with the other one, with a hint of smile on his face.

“ When you return home, does she wait for you?” Boss asked again.

I now started feeling a bit uncomfortable but replied promptly, “ Yes boss, she does every time.”

“ It feels good isn’t it Steve?” My mouth was open with shock. What was boss asking? Has he started caring about me and my feelings about of all the employees?

“ Yes boss, It feels good.” I replied stiffly.

We soon reached the Mansion.

“ when does your shift end today Steve?” He enquires again.

“ I have a night shift today boss. It ends tomorrow morning at 6 am.” I replied.

He got out of the car, handed me the keys and looked at his watch. I looked at my watch too. It was 11.30 pm.

He turned to get inside the mansion and after taking a step he turns back and says in a cold voice. “you are dismissed for the day. Please come tomorrow in the morning.”

“ But boss my shift has not ended yet and..” I tried to explain but he gave me a sharp look and I immediately put my head down. He turned and left. I stood there sweating and thinking, what just happened!

Neilson’s Version—

I walked inside and went straight to my room. I opened my shoes and threw them at the bedside, removed my suit, unbuttoned my shirt and removed it. Removed my trousers and socks and threw the clothing on the couch and fell back with a thud on the bed, with arms folded at the back of my head. I stared at the ceiling while her voice played in my mind. She sang with such emotion and melody. Her eyes, they were so wide and deep, filled with love and emotions, yet there was more to it. It seemed like the deep brown long lashes hid underneath, some deep secret. Her body was so perfect, it felt like it has been specially curved by the God himself. She was so humble, yet so magestic. Her smile, giggles and laughter played and replayed in my mind and I closed my eyes as if to hide her into my mind , away from the world. Slowly I drifted off to sleep without changing, without taking a shower. My stomach was full and so was my mind.

“ Neil ! Oh My God! Are you okay? Wake up Neil !” I slowly opened my eyes when I heard my mom’s voice calling me.

“ Hey Mom ! what’s up?” I looked at her surprised face and then at the clock. It was 8 am in the morning, I didn’t realise I slept for so long.

“Look at you boy! Are you unwell?” My mom’s worried voice now confused me.

I sat up and looked at myself and only then I realised that this was may be the first time after I joined the business that I have behaved like an undisciplined spoiled brat! My shoes and clothes were scattered on the floor and couch. I wore nothing other than my unchanged boxer in the cold winter night and I didn’t even shower. On top that I woke up at 8 in the morning and missed by schedule of jogging, swimming and gym. Leave alone I shall be late for my breakfast and Office too. To summarise it, I am running late by 2 hours !

“ I am fine mom, just got little tired yesterday. I will have to rush now to office” I quickly jumped off my bed and almost jogged to the bathroom, before I close the door I ran back to my Mother and gave her a peck on her cheeks and a tight hug, “ Good morning Mom! And I love you!”

Saying this I ran back and closed the door leaving my shocked mom to stand alone like a statue, wondering by now, what disease exactly was I suffering from?