Contract And Marriage

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I left his room after he wiped me down, which is something I like him doing for me. He wasn’t the type of partner in bed who would leave you alone after he cummed. I felt well taken care of by him, and I couldn’t help but admire him. I thought that might be one of the reasons too why many women were so into him and, as he said, asked for a second time.

“Did you find what your boss was looking for?” my mother asked. Right, I forgot. What am I going to answer to her? I keep thinking about my husband to the point that I sometimes forget what I was doing.

“No, Mom,” Maximus replied; how is he here already? I didn’t notice he had followed me already. “Maybe Lisa is the one who kept it away.”

“Lisa?” my father, who had just come from the kitchen, asked curiously.

“Yes, Dad. She’s also staying here; she needs to attend to something and has requested a leave. Her daughter-in-law gives birth and needs her.” Maximus explained, sitting next to me, placing his laptop on his lap, and opening it. I wondered why this pervert wanted to chat with my parents.

“It’s good that you have someone with you here; you won’t be bored when your boss is at work,” my mother said, smiling. Seeing how comfortable she and Dad are, I think they feel at ease about me living away from them.

“I’m really not bored, Mom,” I replied because it’s true. Although there were times when I was thinking of going back to the hospital to work, I respect Maximus’ decision. He doesn’t want me to work since he said he still pays me monthly, so I do not need to do that, maybe after our contract ends.

“By the way, if you have a day off and nothing to do here, I told Jason to take you out if you agree.” My eyes widened, and I glanced at Maximus, who had stopped typing. He’s possessive, and I don’t think he’ll like the idea.

“Oh, Mom, you don’t have to worry about me. I’m fine.” I quickly said, worried my husband might think something else.

“Dear, I ran into the Governor. He was wondering why you didn’t return to continue your medical studies. He said you shouldn’t hesitate to ask for help, and whatever you discussed before is still valid because they know you’re hardworking and smart. Don’t you want to be a doctor anymore?”

“Dad, I don’t want to think about that for now. I don’t feel like studying again.” Yes, I admit. After Jason and I became more than friends, I became a doctor. It’s because I thought we would end up together, and he’s supposed to enter politics. In my mind, the way I could help him serve our province is to become a doctor who provides free check-ups and consultations to his people.

But that’s not the case anymore since I decided to become a doctor to help people, especially those who can’t afford to pay for their medical needs in a big hospital.

“Do you want to be a doctor, Sarina?” Maximus interrupted.

“Sir,” I emphasized the way I addressed him, hoping he would understand and not interfere in our conversation. “That was before. It’s not in my mind now.”

“Maximus, Sarina. How many times do I have to tell you to call me Maximus?” he corrected. “And about my question, do you want to be a doctor?”

“Before, but not anymore,” I quickly replied.

“Dear, if Jason is-” my mother started, but I cut her off.

“No one else is involved in my decision, Mom. I really don’t want to.”

My parents fell silent, respecting my decision. But when I looked at Maximus, he was still staring at me, making me feel worried that my parents might notice.

“Do you need anything, sir? I mean, Maximus?” He shook his head and continued typing. He could work in his room, so why did he have to do it before my parents? And why was he here if he still had work to do?

My parents’ stay went well. They mentioned Jason occasionally, especially in front of Maximus. This made me nervous because they clearly liked my ex-boyfriend and tried to build him up with me again.

On their last day before returning to the province, we were having lunch with Maximus when my father suddenly spoke, “Maximus,” I looked at him, unsure of what he was about to say. My husband glanced between us, waiting for my father to continue.

“Please be patient with our daughter if she sometimes goes out to meet her childhood friend. Jason is kind and trustworthy, and we, as Sarina’s parents, know he wouldn’t let anything bad happen to her.”

“Dad, you don’t need to ask for permission!” I said, surprised. It’s not that I plan on going out with Jason; I just didn’t want them to continue this topic.

“Oh, Sarina, it’s natural for Maximus to know since you live with him. He has the right to check on you to ensure your safety. We just want him to know we trust Jason.”

“Jason is Sarina’s childhood friend?” Maximus asked, and my mother smiled at him before nodding.

“Yes, son. They’ve been together since childhood until Sarina went to college, and they had a formal relationship. Something unexpected happened, so they broke up recently. But we still trust Jason because he’s a good person, just like his parents, who are government officials but never looked down on us or our daughter.”

“Mom, I can take care of myself.”

“Just make sure not to go anywhere without Jason,” my mother reminded me.

“He’s in the province, remember?” I reminded them.

“He texted me yesterday, saying he got a house here in Manila and will be staying here,” my father suddenly said, surprising me. I didn’t know about his decision. Why? What made him decide to live here when he knew his father, Uncle Rodge, was grooming him to take over as governor?

“There’s no problem, Mom, Dad. If Jason is trustworthy, it’s fine with me. As long as Sarina knows her way back home.”

“Thank you, Maximus. We’re relieved you’re our daughter’s boss. We were worried she might end up with a snobbish rich person who would look down on her. She’s quite outspoken and would surely answer back if that happened.”

“That’s really her nature,” my perverted husband agreed, and I glared at him. But he seemed expressionless.

That night, my parents went to bed early, as they were used to in the province. I couldn’t sleep, troubled by what they had said to Maximus. They revealed so much about me that I had never told him.

At midnight, I got up to drink water, unable to sleep. I quietly opened my bedroom door and went to the kitchen, heading straight for the fridge to get cold water. I had a water bottle there, so I drank directly from it.

I didn’t return the empty bottle but placed it in the sink. As I returned to my room, I bumped into a hard wall-a hard chest, rather. “Maximus! You scared me.”

“Do you love him?” he asked. What is wrong with him when he suddenly asks that question?

“What? Who?”

“Jason.”

“Can we not talk about him?” I replied, sighing. I didn’t want to talk about Jason anymore because I didn’t want him to cause Maximus and me to argue. And this one seems like he was trying to start something we might fight with. I didn’t want to tell anyone about my past, and that’s why I am not asking him about his previous relationship either. It’s awkward and so corny.

“You do love him,” he said. I tried to pass him because I didn’t feel like explaining, but he stopped me. “I’d like to remind you that I’m your husband,” he said, then kissed me.

During my parents’ stay, Maximus and I had several quickies, and I must admit, I enjoyed them. Even though they were quicker than our usual lovemaking, I still felt satisfied. I responded to his kiss, even though I felt anger in it. With this man, I lost control of my body and gave in easily.

He was just in a robe, and I felt he wore nothing underneath, while I wore a thin night dress with no underwear either. He played with my flat chest and my private parts while our tongues wrestled in my mouth. I was so aroused that I couldn’t help but moan. I felt my pussy getting wet and wanted him to take me.

“Max, I want you now,” I moaned. He quickly turned me around and grabbed my hips, wanting me to bend over, so I held onto the kitchen table in front of me. “Ohhh…” I moaned, forgetting my parents were just in the room and could wake up anytime. I didn’t care anymore, focusing only on Maximus and how he was taking me. “So good, Max… It feels so good when you’re inside me..”

“You’re mine, my wife, all mine…”

“Yes, Maximus, only yours,” I replied, and then I felt him grinding himself inside me. “Ahhh… Maximus… Oh, like that, yes!”

“Fuckkkk wifey… I can’t get enough of you… You’re fucking mine; I’m the only one who can ravish you like this. I’ll fuck you, make love to you as much as I want, wifey…” he said, almost screaming.

“Fuck me, Maximus, fuck me hard and deep, oh! Ahh!” I murmured as he pounded into me faster and harder until we reached climax together. Then I felt him giving me a little bite on my right shoulder. It hurt, but it also made me feel aroused.

He embraced me, and it felt so good. What was this feeling I had for him? Was it just lust or something deeper? I didn’t want to consider it now, especially since our contract will end in a few months. “I miss you, my wife; I want to sleep beside you already,” he whispered, making me smile. I was about to reply when I looked up and saw my…

“Mom!”