"My Mother's Wife"
Rated M for Mature Content
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As Angel leaves, Maya walks in, "Perfect timing, take my wife, oh wait, you already have."
She storms passed Maya trying not to show how hurt she is by her own daughter. But she can't get caught up in her feelings at the moment because she has more pressing matters to take care of—Alison trying to seduce her way into the St. Germain fortune.
Maya rushes in, "Emily, Emily! What happened?"
"Everything! I'm so pissed off right now!"
"Baby, I'm sorry."
"Ya know what Maya; we have nothing to be sorry for."
She grabs her hand dragging her into the bedroom.
"Whoa! Emily! What are you doing?"
She shoves Maya onto the bed. She's on her back resting on her elbows, breathing rapidly. Emily lifts her dress slightly as she straddles Maya...
"I'm going to fuck you in my wife's bed and your mother's bed..."
Chapter 18: Alison Makes Her Move
Emily POV
"I'm going to corrupt you," I lift my skirt straddling Maya with one knee on the bed. "I'm going to get dirty and rough with you," my other knee completes its captivity of her lap. "Because I know, your sexy as hell body, can take it."
"Emily, it's my mother's bed."
"It's my bed too. We only sleep here. We haven't fucked in months. And besides, the maid was here earlier so the sheets are clean and crisp but you and I are going to make them wet and dirty," I says with a huskiness in my voice.
Maya gives in. Her breathing is shallow but my determination will not be thwarted.
My nipples tighten as I breathe in her sweet scent mixed with her flowery perfume. I don't recognize the brand, but it speaks to something inside me. It whispers come closer and my heart pounds harder.
I grab her face and snatch her lips, leaving our hearts on the table; talking only with our bodies, getting drunk on each other's sex, kissing until our lips grow sore forcing our bodies to continue the conversation.
"Emily," she tries getting my attention to stop. But I won't. I won't stop. Our bodies are on a mission, a mission of destruction, the destruction of my marriage.
I pull her shirt off of her and yank her bra under her breasts coercing them to lift. Her arms extend back to hold her up as her back arches giving me her firmness to suck and bite and flick and devour. Her moans indicate I have won. I will fuck her in my wife's bed. I will fuck her in her mother's bed.
And she will let me...
Narrator POV
Angel presses the elevator button over and over again as though that will make it open sooner. And when it finally does, she throws herself onto the lift desperate to get away from her deceitful wife and dishonorable daughter. She needs to take her anger out on someone. She needs to fuck her hurt away. The doors open to Alison's floor. But as Angel is about to walk out she freezes. It's Marcus. She quickly swipes her card then presses the button to the penthouse apartment so it lights up and looks like that's where she was headed.
Marcus steps in, realizes Angel is already inside, his eyebrows furrow and he asks, "What are you doing on the third floor?"
"Didn't you press the up button? Naturally the elevator will stop on its way up to the penthouse."
"As a matter of fact, I did press the up button because I was on my way to see you," he lies.
"On second thought, I'm not in the mood to be alone in the penthouse with you."
"Should I take offense to that?" He places his palm over his heart.
She smiles, "Buy me a drink and we'll talk."
Marcus and Angel sit at the bar in the Atlantis clicking glasses chatting about nothing really, when Angel receives a text from Alison, "In my room naked. Waiting 4 u."
"Everything all right?" Marcus asks as he's not sure what the expression on Angel's face means after reading her text.
"Is that what you wanted to talk to me about? To see if I'm all right?"
"Well, in a way. You seem distracted."
"I'm sorry. It's Emily. She and I need to talk."
"Trouble in paradise?" His eyebrow snaps up hopeful.
"Quite the opposite. We have a wedding to plan. We're renewing our vows. Remember?" She reminds him through clenched teeth hoping he doesn't notice.
"Oh right. How could I forget? Well then, I'll let you get to it."
Angel excuses herself leaving Marcus alone at the bar. He doesn't try to keep her there because he feels there's nothing more to fish for so he calls Alison.
"You need to step it up. Angel and Emily are planning their wedding to renew their vows."
Alison sounds shocked and disappointed, "That can't be."
"Well it is and you need to do something about it. I have a dinner meeting so I'll leave you to it," he hangs up abruptly.
Emily POV
I take a bunch of her hair in my hands pulling it back exposing herself to me. I taste her flesh from her neck to her nipples and when I release her hair she looks at me, daring me to have her. I slap the flesh of her breasts making them bounce and making her screech. With her mouth open as though not knowing what to think of my brashness, I pinch and pull at her hardened tips, her breathing labors as her eyes give me permission to do more. I rip her bra up over her head causing her to fall on her back. She tries to scurry away in an act of playfulness but I grab her hips, jerking her clothing off her body, leaving her naked and vulnerable just the way I need her to be.
I undress in full view of her voyeuristic eyes, loving the attention they give to me. She, too, sends a clear message as her legs part waiting for my mouth to devour her. I lick my lips as I crawl to her pussy, torturing her at first with gentle pats and massaging fingertips. And when I feel her wetness ooze from within I clasp my mouth over her, sucking at will, licking and pulling at her soft silky deliciousness. Her hands press against the padded headboard giving her the leverage she needs to grind her pussy against my mouth which makes me work all the more vigorously to make her cum and cum and cum...
She howls to my touch and when I'm satisfied by her multiple orgasms I get on my knees, dragging my wet pussy over her body, leaving a glistening trail of my love on her tight abs, over each breast, stopping for a brief moment above each nipple dipping them into my pussy, wetting her chin until I'm kneeling over her mouth. It was the fear of god that taught me to kneel but it was the love of a woman that taught me to like it. And I'm loving kneeling over her mouth, making her anxious for my love. My knees slip outward on the sheets lowering my pussy onto her face. Maya's sexy mouth ravages me, making me excited and vocal. I grab my breasts squeezing and pulling my nipples as she keeps me close with her hands on my ass and her tongue in my hole, tasting me, taunting me, owning me. I cum over and over as my body dances on her face until it can no longer keep up with her mouth.
I fall back and she attacks from above letting me taste my own slipperiness. We moan together. We fuck together. We love together.
But I need more...
Narrator POV
Angel uses the master keycard to get into Alison's room. She's just as she said she would be naked in her bed. Alison can't let on that she knows about the vow renewal. She needs to get Angel to reveal it to her on her own admission. While Angel needs Alison to admit that she's in cahoots with Marcus, but first she needs to fuck.
Angel circles the bed not taking her eyes off Alison not even for a second. This makes Alison's body anxious wanting to leap onto her but knowing not to anger a wolf on the prowl.
"Where are your scarves." She demands.
"In the top drawer on the left. Why?"
Angel silently walks over to her dresser, slowly pulling the drawer open, wrapping the scarves around her hand.
"On your back," she commands.
Alison obeys without uttering a word.
Angel slinks towards the bed, removing one scarf from her hand, tying it to the bedpost. Alison beams with excitement. She willingly gives her hand to Angel who wraps the scarf around her wrist securely. She then does the same on the other side of the bed. She leaves her legs unbound scanning her body focusing on her parted legs. Angel strips down to nothing, moves stealthily towards her open legs, stopping for a lengthy second before surrounding her clit with her mouth. She licks her pussy until it swells making Alison grab her restraints tightly needing to orgasm but Angel stops before she can. She straddles Alison's thigh matching her pussy to hers, smashing it good and hard like she's venting everything all at once through her pussy...
They both scream out their orgasms, then Angel gets up to take another taste. She then falls on top of her. Alison so desperately wants to touch her but she's tied. So she surrounds her with her legs. Angel kisses her, sucks her breasts and then knocks her legs away so she can get up and hover over Alison's face. Alison's eyes widen as she licks Angel's drenched pussy.
Once Angel cums hard, she slides her feet to the floor and ties Alison's legs to the foot of the bed with the other scarves. She then proceeds to get dressed.
"What are you doing?" Alison demands unable to free herself from her restraints.
"I'd like to know the answer to that question myself."
"What do you mean?" She asks nervously.
"Why was Marcus leaving your room a few hours ago? And don't lie to me. I saw him," she crosses her arms staring an answer from her deceitful lips.
Emily POV
I flip Maya onto her belly straddling the middle of her back with me facing her ass. I rub my wetness over her as she lies there with her arms folded beneath her head and a smile of trust and anxiousness from what lies ahead.
I slap her ass making it bounce, pulling her cheeks apart so I can drop a ball of spit on her quivering hole. My hand massages over it and her pussy, slowly and continuously, slapping with my other hand, forcing welcoming moans as she relaxes into my touch.
I flip my hair over my shoulder so I can peek at her mouth open and expressive. I watch her as I pick up the pace, rubbing her zealously. But I want her to cum hard and fast so I direct my attention to both hands, one over the other, stroking her aggressively with quick succession. She rises onto her elbows trying to see but the overwhelming orgasm she is about to have forces her head into the sheets, grabbing them, unable to move her body as I'm restraining it with my own. When she releases, I lift up onto my knees rubbing her more swiftly, making her so wet I drive my fingers into her pussy with one hand and slip a finger in her pulsating hole with the other, making her shriek with unexpected delight. I gain some leverage by moving my knees to the same side of her body making her back arch and her ass lift into the air, giving me complete access to both openings. She writhes and she screams and she hammers her fists into the bed until her orgasm renders her silent and she collapses beneath me...
I kiss her from her ass to her shoulder, turning her over, capturing her lips, kissing her determinedly; gliding my hand between her legs, slipping four fingers into her wet, swollen pussy. Stroking her madly, as she furrows her brow and wraps her arms around me, digging her fingers into my flesh, biting my shoulder, leaving her mark which only makes me speed up my motion, making her cum with that squishy stuff I crave so much...
Narrator POV
Alison tries to break free but to no avail, "He's blackmailing me!" She cries!
"Why?" Angel asks with no emotion in her tone.
As she flails on the bed she reveals his secret, "He wants me to seduce you out of your fortune."
"He knows we're fucking?" She asks pissed.
"No. I told him I haven't been able to yet. I told him you're too hooked on Emily. I wanted to tell you myself but then he came in here reminding me that Max is on the mend at home and that he would throw me under the bus by telling him I'm the one who gave you that memory stick. He went on to say that Max will be out to avenge what's happened to his character because of the editorial the two of you wrote! He's going to lead Max to you! He's going to sacrifice you!"
"So to get Max off his back he's directing him at me, and blackmailing you in a different stage of his plan?" She drops her arms to her side making fists exposing her anger. She takes a deep breath, letting it out slowly, "What exactly is the plan?"
"To prove that you're cheating on Emily so the inheritance reverts to Marcus."
"I see," she seethes. "And what do you get out of it?"
"A cut."
"A cut? That's all this is to you!"
"No!" She tries to get up but the more she tries the tighter the restraints get on her wrists and ankles. "I don't want a cut I want you!"
Angel puts one knee on the bed with an intimating stance, "Let's be clear Alison you want a cut."
Emily POV
Maya huffs rapidly, trying desperately to calm her body. I watch her try to settle as I lie next to her on my side, inhaling her scent from my fingertips, licking and sucking each one, as her tongue traces her lips, her eyes on me the whole time. I wet my hand with her again and let her taste for herself. My mouth covers hers, opening as wide as it can, making mine range to hers. Our kiss calms down, getting smaller and smaller with each breath until we shower one another with small pecks to each other's lips.
Maya starts to giggle, "What was that Emily?"
"That was me fucking you," I smile devilishly.
"Yes it was. If I had known you had that in you all this time I would've insisted on fucking in my mother's bed a long time ago."
We both laugh.
"I only did what I was taught by you."
"Me?"
"You showed me how to be confident in my love making. You showed me how to give in to my carnal self and it felt really good. It felt right."
Maya cups my face with her hand drawing a kiss from my lips.
"I'm glad you were paying attention."
I giggle into her neck, my lips pressing against her dewy skin.
"I don't think I can fuck for a while," I turn on my back.
She rolls onto her side, caressing my nipples with her fingertips ever so gently, "Then next time, it's my turn to get dirty with you." She flicks me making me "huh" as my jaw drops.
She laughs as I wrestle her onto her back. But then our naughtiness fades as we gaze into each other's eyes recognizing our love that was once held together by a thread and has since sewn into a love that cannot be snagged or ripped apart by anything or anyone...
Narrator POV
"Angel, you and I can be together; all we have to do is get rid of Marcus. Then you can contest the will and you win. You can have everything. Me, the money, a divorce from Emily..."
Angel is thinking and Alison knows she's close to convincing her.
She sits on the bed really listening to Alison now, "How do we get rid of Marcus?"
Alison smiles, "Take these off and I'll tell you."
Angel complies. Alison sits up in the bed, naked, not interested in dressing. She wants Angel to hear her plan and get so wrapped up in it she'll strip out of her clothes and fuck her in celebration.
"Angel, we can get rid of all the people who fucked you over. Marcus, Maya,
Emily."
"How?"
"Are you sure you want to get rid of Maya?" Alison needs to know for sure.
Angel stands with her back to her, "Maya is nothing to me."
"Okay, then we push the police to investigate her by letting Max overhear me on the phone saying she tried to kill him of her own volition."
Angel turns around listening with her eyes as Alison is becoming more and more attractive to her.
"When the police start asking questions, I'll tell them I was scared so I covered for her. I'll tell them the truth, that Max has been watching us the whole time. I'll say that Maya said she would kill Max and then threatened to kill me if I said anything. When Max finds out he'll make Maya pay. I mean his wife's lover trying to kill him! I will corroborate everything. Maya will go to prison. Emily will be destroyed."
"What about Marcus?"
"We make sure Max knows you had nothing to do with the editorial. We'll say Marcus coerced you into it."
"How did he coerce me?"
"By threatening legal action to get the hotel back from you because Max was your silent partner. Max will do the dirty work for us. We just have to move the chess pieces on the board to our advantage."
"And Emily? I'm supposed to be renewing my vows with her."
Angel has opened the conversation to renewing her vows so Alison takes full advantage.
"You have to put on a show so put on a show."
"What do you mean?"
"Where and when are you renewing your vows?"
"On the beach but I don't know when."
"Then we set the date to coincide with Maya's arrest."
"How are we going to do that?"
"We'll make sure Max finds out about Maya being the one who tried to kill him right before your renewal ceremony."
"And on that fateful day, the police will interrupt your nuptials and that takes care of Maya."
"But what about Emily?"
"The wedding will be stopped short of your vows so you don't have to remarry. You're so upset that your daughter is arrested that you can't go through with the wedding. Maya goes to prison and Emily will do exactly as you tell her to do when you remind her that without your fortune, Maya doesn't stand a chance in the appeals process."
She has Angel's complete attention and now she's going to make sure to seal the deal with her sex. Angel starts taking off her clothes. She crawls on the bed moving Alison's hand away.
"Alison, you make this happen and you'll be a very wealthy, powerful woman. I'll make you the Queen of Edgemont."
Angel hovers over her.
"Fuck me Angel. Fuck me like I'm your Queen and this is your kingdom..."
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To Be Continued...
Will Alison's plan work? Will Angel get her revenge on everyone? Will Maya be sent to Litchfield Women's Penitentiary?