Chapter 3

Mari

I couldn't believe the conversation I was having with Mother. She literally just told me to get a side piece once I was married. Vicki may be right, Mother may have someone on the side.

"Mother, can I ask you a question and you answer me honestly?"

"Of course," Mother has put the teapot on the stove to prepare a pot of tea. "Within reason."

"Ok. Do you have someone on the side? You know, you told me to do it after I get married so I was wondering, if the same was true for you?"

Mother looked at me and smiled. She didn't answer as she prepared her cup with a tea bag as she waited for the water to get hot. She walked over to me, stood before me and cupped my face in her hands.

"A woman never tells her secrets, unless she has to." I looked at Mother and she smiled. She wasn't going to tell me, but in so many words - she did. Vicki was right, Mother has someone else taking care of her sexual desires on the side.

"Understood." I replied and left it at that. I wasn't going to badger her to tell me, she spoke loud and clear.

"I love you Mother." I smiled.

"I love you too."

Later on in the day, I ran into Michael, Father's assistant. I wanted to see what Mother saw in him.

"Hey Michael," I said as I entered the study. Father was most likely in his home office, I assumed.

"Hey Mari, how are you?" Michael looked at me, his eyes dancing along with a gorgeous smile. A quick thought ran through my head of me sitting on his face. He started looking concerned and then I realized I was still staring and never responded.

"I'm sorry, I blanked for a minute. I'm good. How are you?" I walked in and sat on the couch across from him.

"I'm well, thanks for asking." He replied looking concerned. "Are you sure you're okay?"

"Yeah, a lot of shit going on that I have to deal with."

"Ah, yes. I heard." He smiled. I looked at him and wondered what he would think. "I know it may seem a long shot, but have you told your parents?"

"Yes. They are in agreement with each other, which doesn't help."

"So, you don't want to get married?" Michael asked, closing his laptop, giving me his full attention.

"No, eventually I would like to. I just don't want to marry this guy just to save face."

"Understood." He nodded.

"What would you do?" I asked. Michael looked at me with a look of desire. I hadn't seen this look from him before. He was always so professional but that look was in no way, shape or form - professional.

"Well, if I didn't think I would be satisfied in the marriage - physically & emotionally and given the fact that I didn't have a choice in the matter, I would find someone to satisfy me."

"Really?" I raised my eyebrows.

"Why not? It's a win-win. You already said the marriage is to save face. Basically what it means is that both you and your partner can do whatever you want without consequences, I'm sure within some discrepancy." Michael blurted. I got off the couch, walked around the table and sat next to him on the opposite couch.

He turned sideways to acknowledge me directly. I crossed my legs and turned towards him.

"Interesting take on that. I didn't expect that from you." I uttered. He frowned and raised one eyebrow.

"What did you expect? For me to tell you to try counseling and it would get better with time as you grow to know each other?"

"Something like that. I mean, definitely not what you said."

"I know. Look, you're not stupid. You're fine as hell and it fucking sucks you were born into this family, but you gotta do what you gotta do for your family. But why not get yours too?" Michael insisted. I blushed as he said I was fine as hell. I'm surprised he noticed. I'm sure working with Father, he doesn't have the chance to take a look as much as he would like.

"I feel you on that. Really I do."

"Are you in love?"

"No, not by a long shot."

"Then why does it matter?" Michael looked at me and tilted his head. I understood what he was saying. I may not have a choice in the matter but at least get something out of it.

"Yeah, but I don't have a person on the side. I don't even have a person waiting in the midst to be on the side." I felt defeated. I hadn't been out on a date in a while and usually it was with someone within our circle.

"Well, maybe I could help you with that." I looked at him and our eyes connected. My heart felt as though it was about to pound out of my chest. The sexual tension instantly grew thick within the study.

"Um, how?" I said leaning in being intrigued.

"Well, you said you didn't have a person on the side. I could be that person for you." Michael said softly as he leaned towards me. "I'm sure I'll be able to satisfy you."

"Oh really? Why are you so confident?"

"I take pleasure in pleasing a woman. And you are a woman who is in need of being pleased." He whispered.

Desperately, I thought. He could read me like a book.

"I see. So I see you know how to read the room. Why me?"

"Can I speak frankly?"

"Yes, please do so." He got closer to my ear to the point I felt his hot breath blowing across as he spoke.

"You look good as fuck and you know it. But you should not be wasting away in this house, looking this damn good. You're a beautiful woman that I'm sure has a sexual drive that is not being utilized. If you give me a chance, I'll make sure you are taken care of morning, noon and night. And all in between." His words made my nipples instantly hard and I felt my juices stirring between my legs.

"How long have you been waiting to tell me this?" There was no way he could have just felt this way.

"It's been a while," I looked at him. Our faces were close to each other, I could see the color of his eyes - light brown with specks of green. "Since I started working for your Father."

"That long, huh? Why tell me now?"

Michael placed his hand mine and held it. "I figured you would be leaving the mansion and I wouldn't see you anymore after they told you about the arrangement."

"Oh," I was flattered that he thought he wouldn't see me again and this was his best chance to confess his attraction to me. "Well, your offer makes the arrangement sound amazing."

"I'm glad I can make you smile. You deserve it."

"Mother told me she trusts you. I can see why."

"Good. I value your mother very much. She is an amazing person."

"Yes she is. She told me the same thing, to find someone else."

"Really?"

"Yes. She just wants us to be happy, that's all."

"Understandable. There's nothing wrong with being fully satisfied." Michael said.

"Thank you Michael, for letting me know." I placed my other hand on top of his. "You just keep impressing me."

"Well I aim to please."

"In more ways than one." I quipped. He laughed. "So how do we do this?"

"Seriously?"

"Yes. I want a test drive."

Next thing I knew, Michael and I were in the butler's pantry. He had my back up against the wall, with his pants down around his ankles and he was pounding his thick manhood deep inside me. He felt so good as he kissed and sucked my tongue. My arms wrapped around his neck as he held my legs open as his soldier slid in and out smoothly.

My body filled with ecstasy as he rammed me slow and controlled. Ripples of pleasure spread throughout my entire being. Michael filled me completely. He held my thigh open and watched himself slide deep inside, hitting my spot. My secret garden ached with gratification.

"Uh..uh..uh..uh..uh," I moaned softly as he kissed me deeply. "Fuck you feel so good." I whispered.

"You do too, shit....so fucking good." I felt his dick swell and harden deep inside. "Uh...uhhh...fuck..I'm...I'm..mmmm fuck!"

"Fuck me harder..uh..uh...aaah...yesss.....fuck....me....aaahhhhh...yeaaaaaaaaa!" I reached my climax and gushed all over his dick. He shot his load shortly after.

"Uuuhhhh.....aaaaaaaaahhhhh........uuuuuuhhhhh....aaaaaaaaa....hmmmpff!" He slowed his pace and held me up against the wall, kissing me hard.

"Damn," I wrapped my legs tighter around his waist, grinding to get every last drop. "I should have done this a long time ago." I kissed his neck and he held me close.

"Mmm, yeah, you should have," he smiled. He moved away from the wall and released himself from me. "You are something else."

"So are you."

Suddenly, we heard someone enter the kitchen. Fuck! This was just the way I wanted to be kicked out of the house - due to fucking my Father's assistant. We stood quietly in the panty, hoping the person wouldn't enter.

Michael lowered me to the ground; we quickly and quietly grabbed our clothes. I got dressed keeping my eyes directly on the door. We were completely dressed by the time we realized the person must have left the kitchen as we didn't hear any footsteps any longer.

"That was interesting." I said tucking my button up into my pants.

"Very interesting," Michael said, putting on his suit jacket. "Text me whenever you want me."

"Tonight?" I had my test drive and it was good. I wanted to drive again.

"That'll work, but I think they will think it would look a bit suspicious if I were to come back without Mr. Worthington requested me to do so."

"You're right." I thought quickly. "Your place?"

"I thought you would never ask. I'll send you the address." Michael kissed me; his lips were soft and sweet as his tongue dancing with mine.

"Okay. See you Later." I slowly opened the door and peeped out to see if the coast was clear.

Whomever came into the kitchen was no longer there. I opened the door wide and walked out the pantry with Michael following me. We exchanged numbers and he left the kitchen first. I had taken a seat as my legs felt weak. That was the best sex I had had in a long time. I needed to rest as I couldn't believe what had just happened. I placed my phone on my stomach as I closed my eyes for a moment; I was still coming down from all of the excitement I had just experienced.

I must have dozed off as I woke up there was a sticky note on my phone that read:

Did you enjoy yourself in the pantry? What room will be next? Make sure it has a door that can be locked. - E.

Someone heard us! I instantly covered my mouth as my eye grew large. Who knew we were in the butler's pantry? I was so embarrassed. I grabbed my phone and headed towards my suite on the other side of the mansion to get ready to meet up with Michael.

I see how secrets get started in this household. I just created one. 

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