The Billionaire's Housekeeper: A Marriage of Convenience Romance for Adults (11 page)

Rita could feel more of her wetness
oozing out of her. She let out a loud scream as her orgasm moved
through her. She felt her lower body quake. Her eyes were closed but
they rolled back into her skull. Each wave of her orgasm brought
forth warm liquid pouring out of her.

She had no idea that she had the
ability to squirt, but George had managed to find her sweet spot with
his finger. Her juices gushed out and George continued to lick her
clit until her violent shaking ceased.

He took his finger out of her and
licked her juices off. He offered her his finger and she bit down on
it and sucked her flavor from his finger tip.

“
Wow,” George growled. He
smiled seductively up at her and held her body in place. She could
still sense the little tremors of the aftershock of the orgasm she
had just felt. Nobody had made her feel that good before. Her head
was still spinning with ecstasy.

She lowered her face and kissed his
lips. She could taste herself on him. She moved her leg from over his
shoulder and he held her steady in front of him.

Rita brought her knees onto the edge
of the bed and put her hand on George’s throbbing member once
again. He was wet with juice, and she didn’t know if it was
hers or some of his precum. Her touch excited him and his cock jumped
like her clit had done when she first felt him.

Rita lowered herself onto him and he
spread her wider with his hands. The head of his cock brushed back
and forth between her clit and her pink pussy. She was getting wet
again.

“
I need to feel you,” Rita
purred in George’s ear. He squeezed her ass then and lowered
her onto his cock. Her pussy tightened, but invited him in. He thrust
in and out of her, lowering her inch by inch onto him with each
motion of her body. She breathed heavily while he grunted. He let out
a loud groan when his hardened member reached the hilt inside her
engorged wetness.

Rita moved her hips up and down,
moaning as she took in all of his length and girth. The veins of his
cock brushed against the inner walls of her pussy, the tip finding
her G spot.

“
Ohhh Rita,” he groaned.
He couldn’t believe how tight she was. Her hole was warm and
welcoming, it got wetter and wetter as she moved up and down and he
moved in and out of her.

Rita’s hips rocked, and she
clung to George’s shoulders. His hands had found her waist and
he used his hands to guide her motions, making her rock harder and
faster into him. He began to move his hips to match her pace and her
motions. It was pure bliss being inside of her.

George grunted again. He lowered Rita
onto him and pushed his entire cock inside her. He throbbed when she
tightened her grip around him. He pushed her forward and Rita rocked
back. She was upside down now, with George grunting and pumping deep
inside of her.

George’s breath became staggered
and he squeezed her hips. He couldn’t hold it any longer, he
was going to cum.

“
George!” Rita screamed.
Rita’s eyes rolled back as the blood rushed to her head from
having rocked back so far. Another orgasm was building inside of her.
She erupted once again, screaming every time George rammed himself
deeper into her.

She felt his thick cum spilling inside
her. He filled her up, roaring when his orgasm escaped him.

George sucked in a breath, still
rocking slowly even after the waves of their orgasms ceased. He
pulled Rita back up to meet him. She looked tired, but in a dreamy
and satisfied way. She kissed him deeply and collapsed on his chest
as he fell back on the bed.

Neither of them knew how long it took
for them to fall asleep.

*****

“
How was it?”

Rita had just finished telling Jose
about the morning before last. He had invited her to his apartment in
the city for brunch. He had cooked, and they were both now giggling
and gossiping as if they were still in high school.

She was wearing a long summer dress
that George had got for her and a floppy hat and sunglasses. She was
partially in disguise. She didn’t want any paparazzi to stop
and ask her any questions. She was less worried than she had been
before. If they asked her anything, all she needed to do was say that
she was happy, and then go off on her merry way.

And Rita had been very happy as of
late. She and George had made love at least three times over the last
few days. Talking about it made her clit jump. She reminisced and
closed her eyes.

“
It was perfect. George is
perfect,” she said dreamily.

“
See? Aren’t you glad you
decided to tell him how you feel?” Jose said. He playfully
nudged her, and Rita tried to hide a smile. She was still thinking
about the way George made her feel, whether being inside her or not.

“
Yeah, I’m very glad.”

“
Good! Because I haven’t
seen you this happy since…” he paused to remember,
“hell, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you this happy.
And who would have thought?”

Rita knew she definitely wouldn’t
have imagined this moment. Two months ago she was still just the
helper. She still had her secret, and she didn’t know what she
was going to do about it.

George Ainsworth had saved Rita in
more ways than one. He had saved her from the press, the authorities,
and he saved her from hiding from her truest self. He saved her by
making her feel worthy again. It didn’t even have anything to
do with his money. He wasn’t the bragging sort; money was no
object to him, though it could have been since he had been a
billionaire and had come from money even before he began his
business. They went to nice places, and sometimes Rita would wake up
to a beautiful designer dress, or jewelry, or interesting pastries
made by French chefs, but George was so down to earth that he never
flaunted the money he did have.

“
The thing is, our marriage
isn’t going to be considered legal for almost 2 months,”
Rita sighed. She knew that she could wait, but there were a number of
things that could happen in that time. Julie could find a way to
undermine George. She could claim that since there had been an
affair, George broke the terms of their pre-nup and would therefore
need to spend more time in court working out finances. Rita didn’t
want George to have to go through any of that. It wouldn’t be
fair.

“
That’s nothing. Just
enjoy each other until then, and celebrate when everything is legal.
You can hold out until then,” Jose said.

”
I hope so, Jose. I really hope
so.”

*****

Rita was surprised to find George at
the mansion. She saw his briefcase on the second floor beside an open
door. He didn’t look as happy as he had been recently. He was
sitting on the second floor balcony near Julie’s former studio.
George hadn’t been in that space since the morning before
everything had changed. His eyebrows were furrowed, as if he was
having a silent argument in his mind, and he stared out into the
garden.

“
What are you doing home so
early?” Rita asked. She tried to sound cheerful. She was still
feeling giddy from spending the afternoon with Jose, and letting him
in on the happiness that was going on in her life. He had dropped her
off after their brunch, and she didn’t want to assume the worst
just because of the expression on George’s face.

She waited for him to speak. He stared
out into the garden for a long time, and he had yet to acknowledge
her. Rita wondered if he had even heard her at all.

Her mind was racing with all sorts of
things. Was he fired? No, that was silly. He couldn’t have been
fired from his own company…not unless the entire board had
voted him out. If that were the case, then it was probably due to all
the negative press they were getting because of the home wrecking
house keeper who had dissolved one of America’s youngest most
successful couples. It didn’t help that she was a black woman
from a lower class family and that he was from an upper class
upbringing and was golden haired and bright eyed.

Rita shook her head to shake the
thoughts away. He hadn’t said anything yet, and she was already
jumping to the worst possible conclusions. She was so used to things
falling apart since having to leave Montreal that complete happiness,
and feeling so much love was new to her.

“
We need to talk, Rita,”
George said, breaking Rita away from her thoughts. His voice was
stiff and cold. Rita’s insides plummeted, and she felt all the
blood from her face draining too.

“
Did something happen?”
she stood a few feet away from George. He still hadn’t looked
at her. He was staring blankly out at the garden. Rita could see her
little cottage from there, but she turned to keep her focus on
George. He looked like he had so much to say, but he couldn’t
find the right words to use in order to say them.

George didn’t know how to tell
her exactly what was on his mind. Julie called him earlier that day.
There were things she wanted from him, and she promised that she
wouldn’t leave him alone until she got her way. She was out for
more of her possessions. She had let him know that because she was
wronged, she needed to be adequately satiated financially for all of
the emotional damage.

George had let Julie go on her tirade,
as he usually did. It made him bored and tired. They weren’t
like this in college or when they were first married. Was it the
wealth that changed her so much? He wasn’t sure. All he knew
was that he was worried that love wouldn’t last…that
anything could change at any given moment, and there would be
constant fighting and bickering. He couldn’t put himself
through that again…and he didn’t know how to tell Rita.

“
I don’t think that this
is working,” he said instead. It was easier this way. The less
Rita knew, the better it would be. If he could get everything in his
life to slow down now, he could sort out his heart and his thoughts.

“
What do you mean?”

“
I mean what it is that we
have,” George sighed. “Trying to make this work is
proving difficult. I have my business and reputation to think about,
I have to get Julie off my back, and being with someone so soon after
the divorce might not be the best idea.”

“
Are you scared?” Rita
asked. George wasn’t expecting for that to be her reaction, but
he nodded his head slowly. He really was scared. He was afraid of
starting over.

“
I’m afraid too. I didn’t
think this would happen,” she said and added, “but I
don’t regret any of this. I feel like we can work it out if we
give it time. We can keep getting to know each other. If you’re
worried about work or Julie, then we can go through these things
together. You won’t have to face them alone now, because you
have me. I’m here for you.”

Rita was speaking very fast. Her
speaking matched the violent rhythm of her heartbeat. She had been so
happy not too long ago. How could it be that everything was crashing
down around her now?
“I’m sorry Julie, I can’t
do this,” he said weakly, still not able to look at her.

“
Julie? My name is Rita,”
she sputtered. Her voice cracked. He was comparing her to the woman
in his past; the woman who had made his heart cold.

That was when George finally looked up
at her. He looked like he was in pain.

“
I’m sorry,” he said
again. He stood up and took a step toward her while she took a step
back. “Please enjoy the mansion. I’ll be spending a few
days with mother. I have to sort my thoughts out. When I come back,
we can discuss how we proceed from there. Please try to understand.”

Rita didn’t know how to respond
to any of this. She didn’t know what to say. She wasn’t
expecting for things to turn out like this.

George moved forward and tried to give
Rita a kiss on her cheek, but she moved her head away. To her, he
might as well have said that he didn’t love her, and that he
would rather spend his time alone.

George pulled away and lowered his
head. He was ashamed, but he didn’t know how else to handle any
of this. He didn’t want anyone to be hurt.

Rita was numb now. She could barely
process what it was that was happening. She watched him walk away
from her. She watched his frame disappear from view.

She didn’t know what she could
do or say. There wasn’t anything that she could say at this
point. He was already gone.

All Rita could do was stand on the
balcony, and look out into the garden.

“
I know mother, but this is all
so new…and so sudden.”

George and Anne were out by the pier
at their favorite seafood restaurant. The sky was almost blackened by
the chance of a coming rainstorm, but they decided to chance it
anyway.

George had spent the last few days
with Anne, who didn’t feel as if she was overstepping a
boundary when she continued to mention to him that he was making a
huge mistake.

George explained to Anne what Julie
had said, and how difficult it was for him to balance so many things
in his life. Trying to help Rita had changed the course of
everything. The public thought he was sleazy, the value of his
company plummeted because of bad press, and Julie was asking to be
compensated even more for emotional damages that didn’t even
exist.