Sunday Evening’s Debauchery

Chapter Ten

Mr. Muller

I woke up this morning feeling well rested. It is not often that I do. I walk to the kitchen and look around for something to eat. I decide to go with instant oatmeal. I heat up some water with the kettle and pour some oats into a bowl. As I am waiting for the water to get hot, I look around for something to add to it. Perfect! I grab a banana and a jar of honey. I mix the oats and water together and let it sit for a moment. I cut the banana up into slices and throw them on top. I lastly take the honey and generously add enough to cover the top layer of food. I eat as I browse through my emails. Just to make sure nothing important is happening.

I know today the cleaners will be here. I am not sure of the time, as I gave full control to Mary to decide when. I have been thinking about Catrin again today, and if she will be one of the cleaners that Mary will send. I want to go down to check to see if she is. I want to see her again. I chuckle to myself. How can this one stranger of a girl make me act like a kid with a schoolboy crush.

Thinking back, I don’t think I have ever had this form of infatuation with someone before. I am not trying to brag, but most women would fall at my feet or into my bed if I wanted them to. After having s*x with them, I wouldn't really give them much thought. I was there for there for one thing. Pleasure. I gave it and I received it.

I know why woman want to be with me. I am a handsome man. So, I have been told. I try to keep my appearance up. I stay fit and eat healthy. Not to mention that the size of my manhood plays a roll, but I found that the one detail that draws women to me the most is that I am a wealthy man. I was born into it and when my parents passed away in a car accident when I was 24, I inherited their riches. When I decided to work and invest, instead of living purely on my parents' money, my fortune grew.

This made me think back to when I was once engaged. I was 17 years old, and my soon-to-be bride was Jessica. She was 23. We met when I was at one of my father’s parties. I don’t remember what the party was for exactly, but it was something I was dragged to. I was in the corner of the room sneaking small sips of wine when she approached me, she offered to get me my own glass of wine from the bar. She went and got the wine. One for her and one for me. It was dry and bitter, but I didn’t care at the time. I just wanted to drink alcohol. We talked for a while and one thing led to another, and later that night we had s*x. She took my virginity.

I was a horny teenager, and I just wanted to have s*x all the time. I lusted after her p***y. I don’t recall ever having any deep emotions for Jessica. We have been seeing each other, more like just f*****g with one another, for about one month when she came to me and told me she was pregnant. I was shocked, to say the least. We always used a condom.

With this I had to tell my parents. They were very disappointed and had no idea I was sleeping with Jessica. They didn’t approve. To save face, my parents and her agreed that it would be for the best if we got married when I turn eighteen. So, the baby wouldn’t be born out of wedlock. I felt like I didn’t really have a say but agreed anyways. I wanted to do the right thing, and at time that seemed like the best thing we could do in that situation.

I would be turning eighteen in two months. During that time with her I tried to convince myself that I was happy that I was going to be marrying her. In some way, I did. I started to get excited that I was going to be a father and that I was going to be marrying a beautiful woman. That I was lucky to be getting both at such a young age.

It was about two days before the wedding when I went to go surprise Jessica with a pair of baby socks that I had seen in a*****e window. I thought she would find them adorable. I went to her house and knocked, and her younger brother let me in. I thanked him and started to make my way to her room. Has I got close to her I could hear her talking to a man in-between heavy panting.

“Does he f**k you like this?” This other voice asks her.

“No, baby. He is nothing compared to you.” She moans out.

“Do you think of me f*****g you like this when he is inside you?” He asks.

“Yes!” She is moaning loudly now. I hear him grunt. “f**k, babe! Why did you just c*m inside me! I'm not on the f*****g pill!” Shey says in a loud, irritated voice. “I’m going to have to go get the morning after pill now, you asshole!”

What the actual f**k. First, she is cheating on me with this man. Second, this guy dumps his load into her, and she is scared she might get pregnant. It didn't make sense to my naive self at the time. I was so mad, yet I couldn’t leave the spot I was standing in.

I hear them shuffling around grabbing things.

“How are things coming with dipshit anyways?” He asks her nonchalantly.

“Good. Once we are married, I can drop the whole f*****g baby act and say that I miscarried or something. By then I will have his name and his money.” She says as she lets out a giggle.

I was so enraged. It was making sense now. She was six years older than me, and beautiful. She could have dated any man. Why would she waste her time on an inexperience teenager? Now I knew. She was using me to get my family’s money. She wasn’t even pregnant, but rather using it as a snare to get me to marry her. I threw the socks on the floor and just left. I went straight to my parents and told them what I just heard.

My mother called her over to our place to have a word with us. She came in all cheerful, probably expecting this was going to be about the wedding. We went into the living room. My father and I stayed standing while My mother and Jessica sat down. I couldn’t help but notice how she rested her hands on her stomach. Like a loving protecting mother.

“Is everything okay?” Jessica asks us as she looks around at us all.

“Are you pregnant with Andy’s baby?” My father comes right out and asks her.

“Of course, I am! Why would you ask me such a question?” She was taken back. She didn’t expect that question.

“Good. Then you wouldn’t mind being examined by our personal doctor to confirm it. By the off chance you are pregnant, we want a blood sample to test if the baby is Andy’s.” My father says coldly to her.

“I will have no such exams! Why are you doing this to me? We are to be married in two days. We love each other!” She cries out with tears running down her face. She reaches her hand out for me to take it. To back her up.

“Cut the s**t, Jessica. I heard you in your room today when you were f*****g some other man.” I say. I couldn’t hold back my silence any longer. “The wedding is off regardless.” I try not to show my anger.

At this point she is sobbing beyond control. I have no pity for her. She was going to baby trap me so she could get my money. I tell her to leave and to never show her face again. I was upset for a while, but I wasn’t upset that our relationship was over, but rather that I was used and lied to.

I didn’t want that to ever happen to me again. The next day I was able to convince a doctor to let me get a vasectomy. Though he refused at first, telling me that I am so young and that one day I might want children, but I was able to convince him with an additional bonus tip.

I shake myself to try to get that memory out of my head. I decide that I will go for a run. I put on a grey vest and a pair of black jogging pants. I pull my sneakers on and head downstairs. As I get to the first floor, I see Catrin, Emma and another girl make her way from the ballroom carrying their cleaning equipment. They are all chatting away to one another and haven’t seen me standing at the end of the hall yet.

I notice that as they pass Roxie, they stop talking to one another. I feel the atmosphere change. Catrin looks down at her feet with a sad look on her face. Emma and the other girl give Roxie a cold stare. Roxie is slouching on the computer and completely ignores them. I am getting annoyed as Roxie should have given them their bonus tip that I agree to give them for their services.

I clear my throat loud enough for all of them to hear me. They all look up at me, and I find my eyes meeting Catrin’s. She gave me a fake smile. This unsettled me for some reason. Why was she sad? She doesn’t have to pretend to be happy for my sake. We had such a nice time together last night. I walk up to them.

“Good afternoon, ladies.” I tell them all. Not really looking at Roxie at all. deep down I know she is the cause of this tension.

“Good afternoon, Mr. Muller.” I hear them all say back in unison. This makes me chuckle to myself.

“Roxie, I believe you are forgetting to give something.” I tell her, as I finally bring my attention to her. I notice her demeanor change. Before she was slouching and had a cold look on her face. Now she is sitting up straight, positioning herself in my direction, and has a welcoming smile.

“Oh! That’s right! Silly me. Thank you for reminding me.” She says in a cheerful innocent voice, as she grabs three envelopes from the draw and adds $300 to each. I watch her to make sure she adds the correct amount. “Here you ladies are. You did a great job in there.”

“Umm... Thank you.” Emma says as she grabs the envelopes and gives one to Catrin and the other cleaner. I can tell by the confused looks on their faces that this is not their usual interaction with Roxie.

“Here, let me help walk you out.” I say as I step forward to grab one of the caddies Catrin was holding. Letting my hand gently brush against hers as she hands me it. We make eye contact for a moment before we are interrupted.

“Do you need me to help carry anything for you guys?” She asks them with a deceiving voice.

“We should be able to handle it, Roxie. Please stay at the desk to answer any calls.” I decide to answer for them as I begin walking towards the entrance.

We get outside and Catrin starts to put everything in the back of the Van. I make small talk with Emma and introduce myself to the other cleaner as they are handing their stuff to Catrin. She finishes loading the van and turns to face us. I see her quickly checking me out. This makes me happy, and I smile on the inside.

“Are you planning to come to this Sunday’s event again?” I ask them as I look at Catrin. I have been wanting to ask her this question since I seen her. I hope she saw yes.

“Umm... Yes. I... Uh... I had a nice time... I would very much like to come again.” Catrin says as her cheeks turn red.

“I also had fun last night at the event.” I say with a knowing smile. I look around and see that Emma has a huge grin on her face.

“Well, I better get going on my run, and I will see you ladies Sunday then.” I say with a smile as I give Catrin a wink. I turn and begin jogging.