Purchasing My Husband's Mistress

Chapter Seven: Rules of Engagement

After Brian and Olivia left Bianca to settle in she spent a good hour and a half unpacking, chatting with her Mom on the phone, who lived in California, and mentally preparing herself for her first tasks as a Nanny/Housekeeper, or even more so, a future Baby Mama.

She hadn't told her Mother the entirety of her new job. She had indeed signed a NDA. But she did tell her Mom that she would be taking on a new role as a live-in Maid/Nanny. Her Mother was excited for her daughter to finally get a job that would help her get ahead financially.

Bianca sat back on her bed and curled her knees to her chest. She scrunched her toes in the soft chenille blanket med that she sat upon. As she looked around at the modest but beautifully decorated room, she felt hopeful of her future. She wanted to tell her Mother more, but the excitement in her voice would only have faltered if she had known the truth. The truth is not what any mother would want to hear.

Bianca’s family had always struggled. Her Mom moved away when Bianca was very young. She wasn’t mature enough to handle raising two kids, so she had ultimately packed up and moved across county in her van and relied on her own Mother to raise Bianca and her Brother. To this day it was her biggest regret.

It took Bianca about 10 years and multiple months of therapy to forgive her Mother for practically abandoning her. Now, she understood that her Mother had done all that she could. She wasn’t very nurturing anyway. She received that from her Grandmother. Bianca felt fortunate that she had her Gram to step in where her mother had lacked.

Now, Bianca would check in with her Mother about once a month. Her Mom was still traveling all around in her rusty old van, living off the land, and had made peace with herself. Bianca was glad for that. She would hate for her Mom not to be able to forgive herself for what she couldn’t mentally provide. Life was too short to hold grudges, she thought.

Not long after her call, Bianca decided it was time. She looked in the mirror and tucked her long lock that had strayed away, behind her ear. She went into the bureau in the back oh her room and pulled open a drawer gently. Nearly folded inside was her new uniform. Tips and bottoms, perfectly pressed and folded just so. This made Bianca smile. Just like her home, this was another thing that Olivia required perfection.

Bianca now looked at herself fully in the mirror. The outfit was comfortable and more flattering than not, on her body. She felt confident. She was ready. So, she headed to the main house.

Along the way, Bianca passed the beautiful gardens, which someone had obviously kept up on the landscaping and pruning. In the background, far off behind the house she could got a slight glimpse of the ocean past the tall jagged cliff that adorned their backyard.

“It must be nice to live like this,” she wondered.

Once she made it across the driveway and towards the door of the main house, a pit then fell over her stomach. She wasn’t sure exactly what to expect when she walked in. More importantly, she wasn’t sure how soon her extra curricular activities would start. This made her the most nervous. She prayed right then and there that it wouldn’t be that evening. She wasn’t..ready.

Bianca opened the door gently and peeked her head inside like a school girl peeking for Santa.

Brian noticed her right off and called to her.

"Hi Bianca," he kindly smiled at her as she entered the main house.

He thought it was quite cute how she was almost hiding when she came in. He could tell right off that she was nervous.

Bianca’s hands clenched and she brought herself up to her tippy toes when she stood before the devilishly handsome boss man in his kitchen.

“Uh, hi!”

“Olivia is in my office. Let's head in there," he put down his glass of water and ushered her in the appropriate direction to his office.

Bianca followed Brian towards the office as he had suggested. Her hands began to get clammy with nervousness and now she found her nails digging into her palms

“Calm down, Bianca,” she told herself under her breath.

Entering the Office, Brian went to his chair behind his desk and leaned down to put his hands on his wife’s shoulder, who had filled what was normally his spot, going through paperwork. Looking past the two and out the window, Bianca saw that even the house was beautiful. His very own office window looked out upon it clear as day.

Bianca thought about what it would have been like to grow up in a place like this. It definitely put her small apartment in town to shame. Everything was so, in its place and perfectly chosen for its spot. Growing up here must have been a fairytale for someone.

"Bianca, please sit," Olivia gestured to the chair and very much interrupting Bianca’s thoughts.

"Here I have for you a contract. Please read it and provide me with your thoughts.,” Olivia stated firmly.

Bianca rounded the corner behind the couch and accidentally knocked into the end table. The very end table that he’d a half filled flower vase and Fresh flowers. Quickly, Bianca stabilized herself from knocking the whole thing over and gaining her own composure.

“Sorry,” she scrunched her nose at the couple.

“Nonsense,” Brian encouraged her to relax. “Sit”

Olivia on the other hand just provided a blank expressionless stare as she held up the papers that she needed Bianca to sign.

Bianca obliged as Brian went over and pulled out the office chair across from his desk for her to sit. He then went back and stood once again behind his wife.

Bianca watched as he placed both hands on her shoulders and gently massaged them a bit. She thought that maybe Brian was doing this to show his support for his wife who was clearly running the show here.

Nervously, Bianca sat and took the papers from Olivia. She knew how important they were and she wanted to read every little detail.

What stood out to her the most were the following:

1. I, Bianca Mortimer, agree to uphold the NDA agreement as previously signed.

2. I agree that once I get pregnant with Mr. Stanton's babies that I will not let the nature of the consumption be discussed, even with friends, family, or health care providers.

3. I agree to give up my parental rights to the children that I will conceive with Mr. Stanton.

4. I agree not to disclose the relationship of myself and Mr. Stanton, with such children. Any parental discussions will be done by Mr. and Mrs. Stanton, solely.

5. I agree that my employment can be terminated at any time, and I will not seek legal council if such should take place.

There were two whole pages of things to agree to. Bianca felt a little overwhelmed. There was also a whole section for Brian and Olivia to sign, as well, which included the payment agreement and many other technicalities. They had thought of everything, which didn’t surprise Bianca.

Bianca took a pen and signed the agreement without hesitation. She then looked to Brian and Olivia for some further clarification.

“I do have some logistical questions that I would like to know the answers to," Bianca made note. “If that’s alright?”

Brian and Olivia both smiled and nodded for Bianca to proceed with her questions freely.

"First off, is there a specific schedule that I should be following for the baby making sessions," she asked?

"Secondly, is there a specific place where these encounters should take place?”

“Third, do you want to know when these encounters are happening, Mrs. Stanton?”

“Lastly, do you want to discuss anything afterward, or should I act as if nothing out of the normal daily routine took place?"

Olivia and Brian’s eyes both raised at the same time in Bianca’s direction. Brian, nervously massaged his wife’s shoulders even more than he had been.

"Those are excellent questions, Bianca. I'm glad that you put so much thought into this," Olivia noted.

Brian too gave an encouraging smile towards her.

Bianca, relieved that what she had asked didn’t put them off, returned the sentiment.

"I don't need to nor want to know when you have been intimate with my husband. I can get any info I need from him, so you and I shouldn't need to discuss it. You two should come up with a schedule that works for you around your ovulation schedule, just so long as it doesn't affect our own s*x life," she looked at Brian. “I also expected that during both the times that you are pregnant and when we are not trying to have another child that you two would not be intimate. This is a business deal only. It probably would be good to track your periods and ovulations, as well.”

Bianca could feel her breaths become very shallow now.

“Obviously, I would only expect you to be doing the deed on days that you are ovulating, which is only about 3 days a month. However, given that you two are new to being intimate together and you are...well, a virgin, it may be helpful to practice a few times prior to ovulation, so I will agree to more intimacy the first month than normal.”

Brian’s massage must have gotten to intense at this point because Bianca noticed Olivia brushing his hands from her shoulders.

“Sorry, Liv,” Brian apologized.

Olivia ignored the apology and pressed on. “I have purchased a kit and a fertility monitor for you to use. As for the location of the deed, I prefer again not to know the specifics. Please be mindful, however, not to use my bedroom, though." Olivia smiled at Bianca and then back up at Brian.

“Wow. That was a lot,”Bianca thought.

“Certainly ,Ma’am,” Bianca could see Olivia desiring a response.

Bianca took the black granite pen from the desk and pressed down in the crisp papers before her. She signed away on the dotted line accordingly, essentially agreeing to a whole new life. She was, however, glad to have ripped the bandaid off on the topic on day one. She would have hated to keep worrying about the rules. Maybe she could settle into the Stanton household and start a little normalcy.

The first night that Bianca spent in Stanton's house, she decided that it was necessary to put in the fertility monitor and use the kit that had been left for her. This too was a whole new experience for her. She had never had to worry about such things, ever. That was a perk to being a virgin and definitely not trying to get pregnant.

It’s funny that within one day, both of those things could change. A lot can happen on a day, for sure.

Reading the pamphlets that came with the kit,sShe learned that her 3 days of ovulation window was coming up in a few weeks.

“Thank goodness it wasn't tomorrow,” she breathed heavily!

That would have been too soon for her to shift into gear, per se.

Lying on her bed now, which by the way was quite comfortable, Mr. Stanton was right about that. Bianca replayed that Mrs. Stanton had said that she and Mr. Stanton should practice a few times before she actually ovulates, to make sure that they are comfortable with each other and to ensure a future successful conception.

“Yeah, comfortable,” she chuckled in her head, “easier said than done. Sure, Mr. Stanton was quite a hottie,” she thought.

But comfortable, she wasn’t sure how anyone could be comfortable in this situation. Although if anyone could make her comfortable, he was the man for the job.

Bianca was taken back to her recollection of the man. He must have stood about 6' tall and he clearly worked out. He had dark hair and a very short goatee, which was so sexy, in more of a lumberjack meets corpora finance kind of way. He also had the most beautiful green eyes that she had ever seen. But despite his devastatingly handsome exterior, Bianca knew that the pure beauty was within. Brian was kind. There was no doubt about that.

Maybe she wouldn't have such a tough time. One look from his eyes would probably melt away her walls that she had put up for every man that she had ever dated. She hadn't so much as let anyone past second base before. She soon would be a home run hitter, she realized!

Bianca grabbed her journal and began writing her recollections from her first day. She enjoyed writing. It was a release for her. It relaxed her.

……

The next day, as Bianca was getting into a cleaning routine and Brian was working in his office, as he did daily, she took the liberty to update him on her ovulation information.

She chose that very moment because Mrs. Stanton had a client in her office in the guest house. Bianca thought it was only appropriate to speak of such things in private, per her boss's wishes. Mrs. Stanton made that clear.

"Excuse me, Mr. Stanton, can I have a word with you," Bianca quietly knocked and then nervously tiptoed in his office.

Bianca began to fiddle with her fingers behind her back as she waited for his response. She had clearly startled him and interrupted his work, she knew because he had been typing away furiously on his keyboard a moment prior.

"Sure thing. Please have a seat, Brian stopped what he was doing and gestured her to the couch nearby, all while giving her a warm sincere smile.

Brian noticed that Bianca was dressed in her new uniform, which was basically white linen pants and a matching white and blue striped linen top. Olivia had thought that a casual but coastal uniform would be good since they did live in Maine now. Brian, he couldn’t care less if she had a uniform or not, but he wanted to appease his wife.

“What’s up,” he asked?

"I ahhh...ummmmm," she fumbled her words.

Brian got up from his desk, went and sat next to her, and put his hand on top of her hand to calm her nerves. He could see that she was struggling.

"Bianca, please relax. You can be completely honest with me. I won't judge you or think less of you. Now what is it that you wanted to tell me," Brian asked curiously?

Bianca took a deep breath. Staring into his big green eyes helped her relax somehow. She was ready. She opened her mouth and hoped that no more stuttering would play out.

“I ahhhh just want you to know that I used the fertility monitor and test, she blurted out.”

“Oh. Okay. That’s good,” he replied. “And?”

He could see that there was more to the story that she was leaving out.

“My three ovulation days are coming up in a couple of weeks. The 15th, 16th, and 17th to be exact," she followed up.

Brian cracked a smile. "I guess those will be our work days then each month," he chuckled!

"Yeah, I guess so," she said shyly.

Still sensing her uneasiness, he tried to comfort her once again.

“It’s okay you know. This is new for us both. I too never expected to be here in this situation,” he gave a slight smile. “We’re learning together! I’ve got your back”

"Mrs. Stanton suggested that we spend some time together prior to that as well." She paused, waiting for his response.

However, he went silent, trying to decide how he would respond.

"Is this something that you will come to me for? Should I go to you...or should we make a plan ahead of time," she asked quietly as she now looked away with embarrassment?

She wasn’t sure what he was thinking, but she didn’t want to disappoint him in any way by being too forward or the opposite, avoiding the need to set a plan into motion.

"Well, it sounds like the majority of our time will be planned out around your ovulation schedule. But honestly, maybe the first few times should be sporadic. I don't want you to stress over it coming up," he comforted her. “How does that sound?”

"Thank you," she stated. "I appreciate your kindness and patience with me. This whole scenario is all new to me, as you know!"

Brian let a kind half grin come upon his lips. He understood how important this must be for her, having never been with a man sexually.

“Bianca, can I ask you a very personal question," Brian inquired?

Bianca held her breath.

"Yes, of course you can," she agreed as she exhaled loudly.

She really didn't want to hear his question, though. She knew she would be embarrassed and likely to blush by whatever it would be.

"I know that you are a virgin, but how far have you gone with a man," he asked? "I mean, if you don't mind telling me," he looked away a little now. He, too, was a little embarrassed to ask.

Bianca blushed indeed. How mortifying!

"You don't have to.

" Brian was cut off as he was going to give her an out to not have to answer his very personal question.

"Well, I've been felt up by a man before," she said confidently. I did have one boyfriend try to...uhh...use his fingers on me once, too," she added, "but I didn't let it get that far," Bianca explained adamantly!

"Was it not what you wanted," Brian asked shyly, trying to get inside her head and understand her relationship with s*x, or lack there of.

Bianca didn't know what to say and just stared at her knees below her in hopes that the right words would populate to her brain.

"I mean, did it not feel good," he clarified?

"Well..to be honest, it just didn't feel right," she looked away now.

"It's okay, you know," he assured her! "I want it to feel...right for you. Intimacy should be comforting and pleasurable. I wouldn’t make you go through with something that didn’t feel right.”

"I know. I just haven't found the one to be comfortable with, I guess," she explained. "To make me comfortable, that is," she clarified.

"So if I'm understanding you correctly, you are telling me that you never had the pleasure of experiencing oral s*x either," he asked?

"No," she said shyly. "It's okay, though. I don't need it," she tried to be enthusiastic. "I'm sure I'm not missing much," she added.

"Oh Bianca, “My Dear Girl.” You are missing so much," Brian chuckled softly. "I feel like I'm robbing you of this! Everyone woman should experience oral s*x," he explained. “It’s like the appetizer for s*x. It gets you ready for more!”

"I've lived this long without it," she tried to justify her theory.

"But s*x is so much more pleasurable with it," he added. It would probably make it more comfortable for you as well, especially given that you have never been with a man. Natural lubrication is always better than out of a bottle junk," he stated.

Bianca blushed a little more. She had never spoken so openly about s*x with anyone. He spoke so freely and confidently.

"I also have to warn you that I've been told that my... manhood...is on the larger side, and I'm not saying that to brag," Brian admitted. “I just want to prepare you for what you will see.”

"Oh...well... I guess I hadn't thought about that," she raised her eyebrows. “I suppose that is good,” she joked.

Brian chuckled a little at her innocence.

"Have you ever had an orgasm, Bianca? Brian looked at her intrigued. "Even from yourself?"

"I'm not really sure," she said. "I tried a few times," Bianca blushed. "It felt good... but..."

Brian cut her off. "If you're not really sure, then the answer is definitely no," he smiled back. “You would know”. It is an amazing rush that would be memorable!”

Brian could see the shame in her eyes now. She looked like she had failed something. So defeated, she was. It was a shame that she wasn't more confident in herself.

"Bianca, how would you like your first time to be?” He paused. “I'm walking a fine line here. I don't want to disrespect my wife, you see, but I also don't want to disappoint you or leave you without a pleasurable experience... especially your first time," Brian divulged. "I believe I owe it to you to be great since you are doing so much for us," he explained.

Bianca was shocked. “This man truly was selfless. He is doing this whole crazy thing to please his wife, and he wanted to put my feelings ahead of his, even though this whole thing makes him uncomfortable,” she could tell.