Next day

The next day Momee came to the office bright and early. She reached the office almost half an hour early. As she tried knocking for a minute, thinking Ron had yet to be at the office Momee went to Ron’s adjacent apartment. After ringing the bell a freshly bathed Ron in shower gown opened the door.

“Hi, Ron. Good Morning. I am sorry to disturb you but can you please give me the office key so I can start?”

“Good morning Momee. It’s not office time yet. Come on you can wait in my room.”

“Is that OK? You are getting ready, I don’t want to intrude.”

“Nonsense. Just come in. It’s you. You could never intrude in my life baby. Come in.”

“Thank you.” With that Momee entered the apartment. Just after closing the door Ron hugged Momee and started to feel her up. Though Momee hesitated a bit, thinking it as norm she relaxed into hugging Ron. After almost a minute Ron disengaged as his cock became unbearably hard.

“As you can see I don’t have a guest sitting area, please sit on the bed.”

“I can sit on the sofa in the living area or in the dining chair.”

“Don’t be a daft, Momee. Living area sofas are for watching TV or munching. And dining chairs are for sitting while eating. You are not doing any of that. So the only logical place for you to sit is on the bed.”

“ But your bed is your personal space. I should not sit there.”

“Who are you Momee?”

“What do you mean?”

“What is your job?”

“Oh sorry. I’m your personal assistant.”

“So, as my personal assistant, you have all the rights to indulge in my personal things. All my personal things are yours too. My personal things are your personal things. You can use anything in this apartment as your own.”

“Thank you, Ron. I didn’t think of it in that way.”

“Feel free. Did you have breakfast? You are quite early.”

“No, I haven’t. Sonnet is being stubborn and didn’t wake up in time to make breakfast. So I just left and thought to have my breakfast in any restaurant. But as I’m new here I couldn’t find any suitable place.”

“Sonnet is responsible for making breakfast?”

“Yes silly. Remember you told me that, I should be the head of house and a head of house doesn’t do household works. So I’m sure it’s Sonnet’s responsibility to make breakfast. But he is not willing to see the logic. As you mentioned earlier, being in Australia, embracing the Australian culture is very important. However, he is still insistent on following the cultural norms of our homeland where the male is considered the head of the household regardless of whether he earns or not. We had a big argument yesterday and haven't spoken since.”

“Wow, that’s pretty intense.”

“Yeah, I’m starting to realize that everyone always tried to control my life and decisions. But you are the only person who encouraged me to stand on my own. I’m really grateful to you, Ron.”

"I just showed you the way, Mommy. It's you who is walking the path. From the first moment I talked with you, I knew your potential. You were always this intelligent girl. You just needed proper guidance, a willing person to show you the path."

“Thank you for being that one man in my life, Ron.”

“You are welcome. Now how about breakfast?”