Purchasing My Husband's Mistress

What was she thinking? Oh, how I wish I could be inside her beautiful mind right now. No expression clothed her beautiful face. She looks peaceful. Will she regret this decision we are about to make? Will she be happy? Will she be resentful? Will she resent me? It was, after all, my idea. He stared at her more intently than before as the Jeep came to a stop upon the red light in front of them. I, myself, couldn’t be more content than in this moment staring at her. Well, almost content. I don’t need much, really, he frowned at the thought of the words that flowed through his brain. He realized how silly he must sound to her. However, there is one thing missing from his relationship, just one. I hope she will be ready for it! She never is ready to discuss it and now she will be forced to. I so badly want to broach the topic, but I know what I’ll get. Or at least what I’ve gotten before. I’ve gotten a “no.” Each and every time, it’s been a no. It’s been promises of the future, deals, and goals, but never any excitement over the topic that I pose. Why? I don’t get it. We’ve made a deal, though. We are reaching our goals. Can she really say no..again? I suppose she could, he sighed heavily. She looked at him now and gave him a half grin, noticing his stare. He smiled back. It would be devastating if she turned me down again. I don’t want to think about it. It’s a new day. A beautiful day! The sun was shining on this cool day in New England. Feeling it shine in left a worthiness that couldn’t be matched by anyone. The sun did take the briskness out of the body. He embraced the day. It was a monumental day! It was moving day for Brian and Olivia Stanton and the added sunshine felt like a blessing. It was a sign of hope, happiness and prosperity for them in their new married life together. Brian stared at his wife in awe of how thankful he was for her as the two drove up the winding coast of New Hampshire towards their destination, York Beach, Maine. Brian knew that she was sacrificing a lot for him today, and he didn’t take it lightly! He knew that she was a city girl. One with a silver sooon and endless resources at her whim. That wasn’t the life he wanted, though. He wanted a much simpler life, and he wanted it with her! He reached for her hand as his left the steering wheel and landed over her lap, gripping her leg for support and admiration. “This is going to be a whole new life for us,” he smiled happily! She paused. And paused even longer. Then finally, she managed an empathetic grin. She did empathize with him. She knew what he wanted. She understood. But..she didn’t feel quite the same. Brian and Olivia had married just a year ago when they were both fresh out of college. Brian studied marketing at Boston College, and Olivia studied psychology there, too. The two had met randomly at a concert on the Boston Common one hot and sunny afternoon their Sophomore year. Brian remembered back to that moment as he drove down the winding road. It was September then and school had been in session for a couple of weeks. Olivia had been singing along with her friends, playfully, to the tune of the band that had been playing around them in the Boston Commons. Brian had noticed Olivia from across the crowd easily. She stood out. Her beauty for sure, but her carefree spirit was what really caught his eye. Building up courage, he had finally made the effort to bump into her. Brian recalled how nervous he had been. Talking to new woman randomly had never been his thing. He much preferred organic conversations. However, Brian was all about making things happen for himself, if need be. He wasn’t about to let something slip away that he was certain that he really wanted. And that day, Brian was drawn to Olivia. The two had hit it off right away and had gone on their first date that very same evening. His charm ultimately won her over. Certainly, he liked to think that his good looks had also helped. But he knew that she had brought up more pampered than he had ever experienced. He remembered how cute she was in her cutoff shorts and tank with her sweater draped over her shoulders, shielding her from the cool Boston Breeze. She was electrifying. She was contagious. And he couldn’t get enough of her. He knew that day that he wanted to marry her. Brian was a romantic at heart. Brian now grinned over again at Olivia as she squeezed his hand back tightly and stared out the window of the Jeep simultaneously. They had been practically inseparable since that first date. College sweethearts and best friends. Yes, their relationship seemed rock solid and unbreakable. However, even the strongest relationships have hidden cracks. Fractures that can’t be seen from the naked eye. But those cracks are there, nonetheless, waiting for something to expose them further and make them grown. Brian was well aware of the cracks. Yet, he had always hoped that he could mend them. Family could mend them. “You’re so quiet. Are you sure you are ready for this,” Brian tugged at her hand and brought to his lips? Olivia stared at him now. How handsome he was. She would follow him anywhere. Brian had come from an average, middle-class family in Southern Maine. His parents, William and Emily, both worked for the small Town of York, where he was the local Realtor, and she was the Town's Librarian. Brian, an only child and was raised to work hard and appreciate what his family was blessed with. His greatest blessings, his family and Olivia. So the two were moving there to be closer to them. “Of course,” Olivia put on a brave smile. She had wanted nothing more than to mean it too. Still, she was unsure. This was going to be a whole new world for her. A world that she wouldn’t have desired herself, but one she knew she needed if she were to keep her husband. Olivia was raised completely different from her new husband. Her parents, Harold and Maria Helmsworth were wealthy Socialite who had a home on Cape Cod and another in South Beach. Olivia had two brothers, Oliver and Owen. Although they each attended college, they were also trust fund babies who didn't have to work to earn a living. After graduation Brian and Olivia lived in a small one bedroom apartment in Boston for a year. However, they had saved up enough money, including tapping into Olivia's trust fund a little, to buy the home of their dreams. They both decided that they wanted to move to York Beach, Maine, to be closer to Brian's Parents. Well, Brian wanted to move, and Olivia wanted Brian. He loved the area, and his Dad found them a beautiful five bedroom home with a guest house right on the water. Olivia again stared back out the windows of the Jeep. It was beautiful along the coast. The sea air engulfed all of her. It was not Boston. She had loved Boston. She still loved Boston, but it was time for a change. Life was about change. Thankfully, Brian's Boston employer had allowed him to work remotely from Maine, so he wouldn’t have to change careers. He would continue doing online marketing with only the need for occasional travel back to headquarters as a requirement of the role. Brian was a hard worker and Olivia had faith that he would one day make great things of himself. She believed that. Change, however, was coming for Olivia, though! She had been working for a year as a therapist in Boston, straight out of school. She had plans for her new life in Maine. She had intentions of opening her own practice out of her new home. She knew that she would have to build a whole new clientele, but she figured her husband's marketing experience should be an asset with that. Now that their moving day had come upon them, the happily married couple were eager to be starting a new chapter in their lives, and new it would be. Brian’s Jeep drove down the winding coastal road and turned into the old cobble stone driveway. A sense of peace instantly came over Brian. They had arrived and he was home, at last. Their new home. A smile beamed on his face from ear to ear. “We’re here!” He jumped out of the Jeep and opened the passenger door for Olivia. Olivia looked around and took in the site before her. It was beautiful. They were right on the coast. The home was pleasant with its coastal chalet style, exactly as she had seen in the listing. The site of it didn’t disappoint her let down any expectations that she had. “Thanks,” she jumped down as he kissed her cheek eagerly. “Isn’t this place perfect,” Brian grabbed her by the waist and twirled her around? He then proceeded to drag her towards their castle on the coast. Olivia looked around curiously, taking it all in. Brian had picked out the home with his Dad. He knew she would love it. Just the look on his face when he showed her the listing, she knew that this place was his dream. But what she loved even more was just how giddy he was about it. Olivia watches Brian gleefully as he tugged her arm with excitement. She knew that he was in his element. So for him, she would be joyful. Brian opened the front door and carried her through the entryway for a proper welcoming. He beaned with pride. “What do you think?” “I think that I love you!” “And the house?” “If you love it then I love it,” she snuggled into his grasp. “I love being whenever you are!” “Thank you. That means a lot.” …………… As the last piece of furniture was set up by the movers, the two love birds sat down on the sofa together. Brian rubbed Olivia's feet in hopes of warming her up for the conversation that he was about to broach with her. He had been waiting for this. Waiting for the right time. This was it! It was the perfect time! He snuggled in. "I know you said that you didn't want to talk about starting a family until we had our forever home," Brian now lovingly massaged his wife's feet gently. "I may be being presumptuous too, but is today a good time to have this discussion? You know I can't wait to have children filling the halls of our home, Liv!" Brian always called her Liv. Since Brian had grown up as an only child, he longed for the interactions that he never had. He wanted to hear kids bickering. He wanted to hear kids laughing and playing together. For him, having kids was the most important thing in the world. He honestly didn't know what he would do if Olivia had said that she didn't want a family. Since they had put the conversation on hold for so long, he had only hoped that his wife would give him the answers that he desired! She sighed heavily. "Brian, we just got here and I have so much ahead of me to look forward to!” He frowned. “We just bought this beautiful home, I have a wonderful husband, and I want to focus on starting my career here in Maine.” Brian paused his deep foot rub and listened intently. “I did just move two whole States to make you happy, isn't that enough?” She stared at him intently. When she put it like that, he did sound selfish,he thought to himself. However, Brian knew that he couldn't live without something more concrete from his wife... anything! Brian put his head down, a little defeated. He didn't want to upset his wife, his queen! "I get it, Liv," he stated! "It's just...well... kids are all I've ever wanted!" "I know. What about me, Brian," she removed her feet from his hands, sat up, and straddled his body on the couch. "You know what kids do to women's bodies. "Do you want me to get all fat and gross," Olivia asked him? "If you were having my babies, I wouldn't care what your body changed into. I love you, not just because you have a beautiful body," Brian admitted honestly. "It does help, though, right? I mean, let's be honest. You wouldn't have looked at me twice if I weighed twice as much. Now, would you," Olivia prodded? Brian was dumbstruck. He never knew his wife to be so superficial. But maybe she had that there all along and he overlooked it because he had loved her so much. "I ahhhh, don't know. I never thought of it," Brian honestly admitted. "You wouldn't. Whether you admit it or not, I know it," Olivia proclaimed adamantly! "Babe, your body would easily get back in shape anyway if you did have kids. You like to exercise. Plus, look at your Mom. She definitely doesn't look like she had three kids! You've got good genes," he fluffed her ego and kissed her arm softly! "My Mom doesn't look like she had three kids because she didn't, Brian," Olivia barked and pulled her arm away. Brian looked at her in shock. "What do you mean, Liv?” He was curious about the words he heard before him. "I didn't want to tell you this! In fact, I never told anyone this, but...” “But…” “My Mom isn't my birth Mom," Olivia said confidently! "My birth Mom is really... well, it's Anastasia, our maid...if you must know!" "What? How can that be? Brian was shocked? "Well, my Mom never wanted to birth kids, and my Dad wanted them, so she hired Anastasia to have kids for them," she said in her normal tone, as if it was a completely normal statement. "So she was the surrogate then," Brian began. Then you still have her genetics," he rationalized. "No, Brian, you don't get it!” Then tell me. “My Mom hired Anastasia, my birth Mom, to be with my Dad, sexually, until she could get pregnant and have babies for them," she let it all out in the open! "Your brothers too," he asked? "Yes, of course," she stated! Brian’s face dropped. He became very pale. "It's okay, Brian!" She looked at the look of horror on his face. "Everyone in our immediate family knows now. We are okay with it," she explained! Olivia found herself deep in thought now to a memory that she had pushed to the back of her mind. She rarely thought of her childhood, but the conversation with her husband had triggered a memory. Olivia was a young, naive child then. Oh, how she grew up so much that year. Olivia went from a child with no cares in the world, all the money she could ever want, and a prominent family, which to outsiders, looked perfect. There was a secret, though, that had been hidden away, and it was that year that the secret was let loose. Olivia had just come home from school. She was no more than 8 or 9 years old. She remembered vividly wearing a blue satin dress with buckled loafers that adorned her white cotton tights. The air had been chilly that day and Olivia’s cheeks were flushed from the ride home and the cool breeze. “Olivia, your face is so pale yet your checks are plum red, her Father greeted her at the door. “Are you feeling alright, My Girl,” he leaned down and felt her forehead with the back of his hand. “Um, I guess, Daddy,” she replied. “You guess,” he inquired? Come to think of it, Olivia didn’t feel wonderful that day. She felt like she may have been coming down with a cold, but nothing she wouldn’t expect to happen with the change of seasons. “Well, I do feel a little tired and not myself today, Daddy,” she admitted. Olivia’s father’s face became weary as he grew concerned for his daughter. “What’s wrong, Daddy,” Olivia looked confused. She had definitely been sick enough in the past with no immediate concern from her family. She didn’t feel any worse then than when she was sick the prior winter, but for some reason, this time, Olivia’s father decided that this sickness was important. “Nothing Olivia,” he patted her head, trying to cover up his nerves. Olivia watched as her father walked over to one of the maids and whispered something in her ear. It was a new maid. Olivia didn’t know much about her except that she seemed nice. She would sneak Olivia a chocolate each day, which Olivia appreciated. Besides that, there seemed to be nothing special or important about her. She was just the help. Olivia knew that she had only come to work for them temporarily though, as their head maid, Anastasia had recently come down ill. Anastasia had always been in Olivia’s home for as long as she could remember. Her Dad respected Anastasia. Olivia couldn’t understand as a child, except maybe out of loyalty to Anastasia’s dedication and experience in their home. She was an excellent maid and knew her stuff. Olivia’s Mom and Dad had been getting Anastasia great care and she was fully set up with all the hospital supplies in the guest suite. She seemed to be pretty sick, from what Olivia could tell. Although, she had to admit that she didn’t visit that room often. After all, Olivia had her own toys and school work to think about. She couldn’t really be bothered by visiting the help. Still, Anastasia must have had her own family, Olivia thought. Why exactly were they were taking such care of Anastasia. She was just a maid. True, she had always been the Head Maid, for as long as she remembered, but still a maid. Her Father seemed to much prefer her cleaning to the other maids in the household. She supposed that was why they had taken such good care of her. Or at least that was what Olivia had finally settled on to ease her brain. "Olivia..Olivia,” Brian shook her a little. “Are you okay?” “Ah, yes, I’m okay,” she awoke from her deep memory from long ago. Olivia realized she had completely went to her subconscious in that moment, which was something she had never done before. “Good,” he sighed and relaxed a little. “Where were we, Brian,” Olivia asked, clearly caught off guard by her memory? “I just... never thought I'd hear anything like that," he grabbed her and held her tight as she still straddled his waist. Brian let his arms devour her body with his love for her. He needed to get through to her just how much he cared for her. "That doesn't mean anything, though, Liv! I will love you no matter what you look like," he whispered in her ear. "I appreciate that Brian, really I do, but I need to make sure of that...for my own sanity...that's why I don't want to have children," she added! Brian pushed her back a little so he could stare her in the eyes. "You never want to have children," he clarified! "Well, I never want to birth children anyway, I should say," she followed up! He sighed. "That's okay... we can adopt... or do official surrogacy, with the embryo and sperm transplants," he began to get excited! "Ahhhh...No! Sorry Brian. His nose shrugged. “No?” “Those things leave paper trails! I couldn't risk my family's name or reputation being dragged through the news like that," she added sternly. "Then how do you suppose we ever have a family then," he asked? Nervously, she sighed. “What if we hire a Baby Mama, like my parents had?” Brian’s face fell again. “We'd be able to maintain privacy while you two conceived a child for us.” She stared at him. He didn’t respond. He just stared back. “She could live with and work for us as our Maid/Nanny?” “She would obviously have to sign an NDA, but that is a given," she began to rant, like Brian should have already known the details that she was conjuring up in her head. Brian didn't know what to say. What man's wife wants to buy him a live-in Baby Mama? It felt like a Mistress. He didn't want that. He only wanted Olivia, he knew. Only...he did want kids! Olivia seemed clear that she wasn't birthing any for them. This would be very nonconventional. He wasn't sold. Not by a long shot. "What would our children's relationship be with her," he was still confused? Brian had a million thoughts running through his mind. "They would know her as the help only. Don't get me wrong, a child's relationship with the help can become like family. She would love them and help raise them, but not as her own, you see. No one would ever know. Legally, I would have my lawyer draw up papers requiring that she give up her parental rights," Olivia divulged. "So how and when did you learn of your birth, Mother?" Brian asked. He still wasn't sold on this idea. "Well, I got sick as a child, and my father wanted to be sure I didn’t have the same illness as my Birth Mother, as it was hereditary, so he had them test me,” she began to remember what she had been so immensely engulfed into earlier. “And..Brian asked eagerly?” He stared at her, raising both eyebrows that were adorned with a slight head c**k. She matched his reactions and added a slight giggle to the mix of facial antics. “I did not carry the same gene as my mother, thankfully!” He breathed a sigh of relief. She kissed him softly on the lips. She loved how much he cared for her. “Thank goodness,” he exhausted another huge sigh of relief and smiled warmly. His smile then shifted to one of confusion instead of happiness as he had initially felt a wave of when he had heard the news. “But I’m still confused how you found out,” he added, letting his worries fly strong. “Well my older brothers had been hiding in my Dad’s study and overheard my Mom and Dad discussing their concerns for my health and the test results that they had done to see if I would inherit Anastasia’s illness. They then confronted my Parents and so, well, my Parents had to tell me at that point!" "Were you angry with them, or with Anastasia," he asked curiously? "A little at first, but I understand why they did it....and my Brothers did, also. We love all of our parents. All of our parents. Just in different ways, you see!” "I'm sorry if I'm not getting this. Maybe I’m the slow one in this relationship,” he half joked, “but why would you want me to be intimate with someone else? Wouldn't that hurt you," he asked? "No," she said firmly! “No,” he exclaimed in a louder than I door voice?” “No,” she followed up calmly. “Brian placed a half upon his forehead, somewhat baffled at his wife’s sentiments. “Not if we were getting kids out of it. I know you love me.” “Of course, I do. That’s why..” She cut him off mid conviction. “If you were just sleeping with someone else for pleasure or because you had feelings for them, then that would hurt me," she explained! "I see," he said shyly. The whole conversation made him uneasy. Very uneasy. "Think about what a great gift I am giving you, Babe! What other man has his wife buy him someone to have s*x with? " Olivia leaned in and kissed him seductively. She then reached down and unbuttoned his pants, releasing the massive beast below. "I don't share well, you know that, she massaged further. “So, do your job with the help well and quickly, and let's get this process over with so we don’t have to think of it again,” she whispered as she nibbled on his ear and stroked his c**k now at the same time. "But...Babe," he growled back! "You know that I only have lust for you!" "Good. Let's keep it that way then! We'll call the rest a pleasurable business deal," she added, as she stroked him harder and faster! "Okay, Babe?" A long pause fell between them. "I asked, OKAY Babe?" Brian couldn't hold back his pleasurable moans that his sexy wife was inducing within him. "Uhhhhmmmmmmm.... anything you want, My Love," he responded to her touch. He then he realized what she had gotten him to agree to. She was sneaky. She knew how to manipulate him. She had always been successful in doing so. Normally it was cute. This time.. He was nervous about the whole idea. He really didn't want anything to ruin his relationship with Olivia, but he also wanted kids in the worst way! She had fooled him indeed. "You tricky thing," he said huskily! "You're going to pay for that," he bit her bottom lip, then sucked it for a minute to savor the sweet berry flavor she tasted of! Brian was aware that his woman knew how to get him to do whatever she wanted. She was a master of her craft. Like no other. He knew that in order to prevail, he needed to outsmart her, to beat her at her own game. Could he do it? He had a few tricks up his sleeve, still,..that he hadn’t yet shown his wife before. That was what the doctor called for in this situation. He needed to flip the script on his cunning wife. Brian grabbed ahold of her body It was warm, soft, and smooth. It was perfectly undeniable. Lifting her up by the ass now, he flipped her over the arm of their tweed couch. Olivia strategically allowed her man to take charge of her. I love it when he does this move. Taking charge of me where I’m most vulnerable, that’s my man! She arched her back for him further, wanting to be in as sexy of a position that she could for his display of testosterone. She looks so good! Firm Tanned Well groomed Fire! Forcefully, he raised up her linen skirt, pushed her lace panties to the side, and gave her what he liked to call, "The Crippler!" Forcefully he conquered his domain. No lube, all natural body juices only. The Crippler invaded!! He allowed himself to thrust his 10 inch c**k into her soft pink v****a from behind. "Ohhhhhh," she jolted upon entry. Olivia was no virgin to her husband's large p***s. But plummeting into her dry wasn't a common occurrence, either. So when she was presented with "The Crippler," it was like taking it all over again for the first time. She truly wouldn't walk right the rest of the day, she knew!