Page 23 of A Reindeer Wish for Love
“Well, baby, since I had the pleasure of having you on all fours, that’s not too much to ask of me.”I smiled and palmed my cock.Thinking about him on all fours and with his legs on my shoulders had me ready and willing to do anything with him and for him.All he had to do was say the word or not, because I was ready.
I could see Mason felt free lying next to me and I bought into that freedom as well.Without care of the consequences, I enjoyed his body more than I had any man, and having a great paying job made me feel different about myself.I didn’t have the money Mason had, but it didn’t take that much to make me happy and satisfied about my life.I had a man who wanted me, and enjoyed me making him feel good and for now that was all I needed.
Mason sat up his legs wide and his hand on my length.“Now what does my man want this morning?I’m planning to have my assistant have the restaurant deliver breakfast for us.I want to spend this day with you because I have to fly out tomorrow morning.And I want...”
Before Mason could tell me or I could guess what it was he wanted from me there was a loud noise coming from the hallway.It was his driver Lawrence and a woman yelling at him.There were no servants except for Mason’s driver who lived in the apartment inside the house, and it had to be him, but who was that woman screaming and cursing?
“I have to take care of this,” Mason said, and he hurriedly stepped on the rug and hardwood flooring and quickly reached for a velvet blue robe from his closet, threw it on, and tied the sash and before I could sit up he was out the door slamming it instantly behind him.I heard his voice.It was authoritative and strong as if he was talking to someone who didn’t do their job correctly.
I scampered to the door to listen to the conversation.I didn’t think another woman a maid would be in the house who would disturb Mason and his guests the way this one had done.
Because the hallway echoed, and you could hear voices clearly, I heard Mason say, “What do you want, April?Make it quick and get out of my house.And why did you have to break my Christmas decorations and tear down those lights?”
Oh, fuck me, it’s his wife.I knew I shouldn’t have gone to Mason’s home.I thought he knew better,after all he’s older than I am.It’s too late to think about that now,my mind warned me.Think of something.Think of what?I questioned myself.I froze in the same spot unable to get my thoughts together and unable to put clothes on.
All I could consider was whether she was violent and what would I do?But Mason wouldn’t let her get close to me, and I couldn’t do anything to protect myself.It’s not a good look to hit a woman, especially if you’re in her home fucking her husband,I thought.But what if she was violent and was wielding a knife?I got myself together where I could think clearly and I was on my feet and out of bed intending to dash to the ensuite and hide if things got dicey.
“I know you have a man in that room.”How did she know that?Was Mason telling me a lie when he whispered into my ear, “I think I love you.You’re my first,” after I pounded him into the mattress and claimed him, and gave all of myself inside of him?
Could I have been duped?It was hard to believe that a man his age never had a gay experience especially since he had a desire for men.I didn’t want to believe that the man I’d become infatuated with would deceive me.I thought I would know, but what did I know at my age?
It didn’t take much to know how to place a moist cock into a tight hole.
“Whoever is in my room man or woman,” April threatened.However, Mason interrupted her.
“That’s not the bedroom we shared once upon a time and you know it,” Mason said, the sound of his voice lowering as if annoyed by her suggestion, but I heard the anger and coldness in his voice.
“Yeah, but it’s in my house.”Who could deny that.It was her house too and I was just visiting and fucking her husband.
“You haven’t been to this house in years, and I’ve been sleeping alone since our honeymoon.”
“Oh shit, it’s been that long, Mason,” I murmured.Then I clasped my hand over my mouth trying to prevent more thoughts from escaping.
“I’m here only to get some winter clothing, not sneak around to find out who is in my house.I really don’t care who you fuck, because I’m going skiing and my skis and clothing is in that bedroom.”I heard Mason brace himself against the door.
“With your girlfriend I gather.Or do you have a new one.You change them as often as you’ve changed homes.”
“No.I’m going alone.Now get out of my way.”I heard a thump against the door.She had balls to push him.Now I know who the abuser is.
“That will be the day you go anywhere alone.You haven’t stopped lying to me since I met you.”
“And now you’re lying to me.I guess we make a pretty pair,” April said, her voice calm and unconcerned.
I heard his voice drop.“Why do you want to make me miserable, April.I’ve been a good husband to you, and denied myself a life.You never stopped what you were doing.At least I tried to make this marriage work.”
“That may be true, Mason, but at least I was true to myself which you’ve never been.After we were married, I confessed to you my desire for a woman, but you never told me you harbored desires for men.You could have said something, but you let me continue thinking I had ruined our marriage.Had you said something it wouldn’t have gone this far, and we could have made arrangements.Maybe have a marriage of convenience.”
“I don’t know about you, April, but we did have a marriage of convenience.It was at your convenience.
“Then why didn’t you divorce me?You just allowed this sham of a marriage to go on at my disadvantage.”There was silence.
“I thought this would blow over.I mean the passion I had for this one woman, but it never did, and as time passed and we weren’t connecting anymore—”
Mason interrupted April.“You thought you could milk me for what I was worth.Admit it April.Just tell me the truth for once.”
“It wasn’t always like that, Mason.I did love you, but as a friend.Sometimes friendship will last a lifetime.”
“Only if you can trust a friend and I can’t trust you, April.”More silence.
