The Mistress Book Novels & Stories

I collapsed beside her, chest heaving. She curled up on my chest. “That was insane,” she whispered. Pride swelled in me. Early fifties and I still fuck like a bull. Then the worry crept back in. “Pattie, baby,” I said quietly. “Yeah?” “I think my wife knows I have a mistress.” She lifted her head, eyes wide. “What? Are you sure? We’ve been so careful.” She pouted.

The door opened and Mani stepped into the dark study that had only dim light at the moment, The Mistress was sitting behind her desk, she was flipping through a book that she got from the archived documents. She was trying to find out all she could about Crystabelle but she wasn’t getting anything through.

My mistress gave me a very last suck, it was earlier than liberating my deflating cock. Venessa and my mistress were given up on their knees, dealing with every difference. Venessa positioned her fingers on my mistress's shoulders. My mistress positioned her fingers around Venessa's neck. I could not even breathe as they leaned closer to every different and licked. I could not trust it, I changed into seeing my myth girls licking my cum from every different face. It changed into indescribably erotic.

I already planned out how my date with the king would have been" she stated in frustration " The king his the only one who can answer your question " the mistress answered Madison grumbled but didn't speak out " with that being answered I won't entertain any questions again" she said" now ladies follow me" she said and walk away not waiting to see if she was being followed. ***************************

Mistress Evelyn snapped at her, spitting out. She nibbled on her bottom lip. “I have no knowledge of his passing, so I won't. I already told you what brought me there, so you are the one under suspicion now, even though I am sure you had no business being there. Therefore, be prepared to respond to questions as you report me.” Lena slammed back at her angrily and scowled. Mistress opened the book. "What is her desired course of action with it?" “Just give it back and go your way—” The Mistress gave Lena no response and left her despite her cries of frustration. “You better keep your life on the line while protecting that book. If you lose it, you will regret it.”

A low hiss of whispers. Two maids. “…saw her fall. Like a doll down the stairs.” “Hush, someone will hear.” “It’s true. And now they put her here, the guest room, as if she were no more than a guest herself. Did you see his face? Cold as ice. Didn’t even touch her.” “What of the mistress?” A pause. A sharp intake of breath. “She came in smiling. Smiling while the madam lay bleeding.” “Then she’s as good as dead already.”

Her intention was clear, the moment the mistress dared to hold the cold rough hand of master Alejandro and pulled it up towards her chest shamelessly. The throne holder knew, she was trying to approach him. "I just want to let you know that my door is always open for you... so is my heart!" Uttering with her voice sounding delicately innocent, the mistress stared at master's ocean like deep eyes which were still dark. Numbly the very rough of his which she held up on her chest slowly made its way upwards mindlessly.

“don’t worry about it Sarah and I want you to stay, it’s not easy to find a nanny who takes care of the family like you do, besides I need you to take baby John to the hospital tomorrow, “ she said with sarcasm but at the same time like she really meant it. “You don’t have to accommodate me, I will leave” “No, don’t. We don’t want to raise suspicions to the public, we know just how much they love juicy stories, and besides its good for the wife to know her husband’s mistress, you know to be sure they are safe from any wild sickness, we are healthy Sarah aren’t we?” “Yes, ma’am” “And faithful to our husband?” “Yes, ma’am” “Good, I have something to ask of you and this is not a request,” Prisc

That evening, I cooked dinner while he sat at the dining table, focused on his laptop. This was a real dinner, and to my relief, nothing got burned. Progress, I thought. Halfway through, my phone buzzed with a news alert. I paused before checking it. “Former Mistress Scandal: Where Are They Now?” I shut it down instantly. William noticed. “Still on your mind?” he asked softly. “A bit,” I admitted. He pushed his laptop aside. “Come here.” Just hearing those words made my heart race. But he only gestured to the chair next to him.

“Hmmm what if something happened, he could have given me a heads up or something or even tag me along, this is madly annoying. I need to make one of this maid my friend I need to talk to someone one, how can they just bend there head and parade around without wanting to gist or play games. Boring cunts, I bet that's why they are servants, they must really love their job till the extent that they won't tolerate even a single gist with me, Aiden's mistress.” “I have never been so rich and jobless before, I am not even rich I am just enjoying my own share .I feel like a furniture in the Kardashian's