Purchasing My Husband's Mistress

The sun was shining, and it was moving day for Brian and Olivia Stanton. They had just married a year ago when they were fresh out of college. Brian studied marketing at Boston College, and Olivia studied psychology at Berkeley. The two had met randomly at a concert on the Boston Common one hot, sunny afternoon. Brian noticed Olivia from across the crowd. He specifically made an effort to bump into her. The two hit it off right away and had gone on their first date that very evening. The two were practically inseparable since then. Yes, their relationship seemed rock solid and unbreakable, their friends might say. Brian came from an average, middle-class family in Southern Maine. His parents, William and Emily, both worked for the small Town of York, where he was the local Realtor, and she was the Town's Librarian. Brian was an only child and was raised to work hard and appreciate what he was blessed with. Olivia was raised completely different from her new husband. Her parents, Harold and Maria Helmsworth, were wealthy Socialites, who had a home on Cape Cod and another in South Beach. Olivia and her two brothers, Oliver and Owen. Although they each attended college, they were also trust fund babies, who didn't have to work to earn a living. After graduation, Brian and Olivia lived in a small, one bedroom apartment in Boston for a year. However, they had saved up enough money, including tapping into Olivia's trust fund a little, to buy the home of their dreams. They both decided that they wanted to move to York Beach, Maine, to be closer to Brian's Parents. Plus, they loved the area, and Brian's Dad, the local Realtor, found them a beautiful five bedroom home with a guest house right on the water. Brian's Boston employer had allowed him to work remotely from Maine doing online marketing, with only the need for occasional travel back to headquarters. Olivia had been working for a year as a therapist in Boston, straight out of school, and she had intentions of opening her own practice out of her new home. She would have to build the clientele, but her Husbands marketing experience should prove to help in that area. Now that their moving day had come upon them, the happily married couple were eager to be starting a new chapter in their lives. As the last piece of furniture was set up by the movers, the two love birds sat down on the sofa together. Brian rubbed Olivia's feet in hopes of warming her up for the conversation that he was about to broach with her. "So I know you said that you didn't want to talk about starting a family until we had our forever home," Brian lovingly massaged his wife's feet gently. "I may be being presumptuous too, but is today a good time to have this discussion? You know I can't wait to have children filling the halls of this home, Liv!" Brian always called her Liv. Since Brian had grown up as an only child, he longed for the interactions that he never had. He wanted to hear kids bickering. He wanted to hear kids laughing and playing together. For him, having kids was the most important thing in the world. He honestly didn't know what he would do if Olivia had said that she didn't want a family. Since they had put the conversation on hold for so long, he had only hoped that his wife would give him the answers that he desired! "Brian, I have so much ahead of me to look forward to! We just bought this beautiful home, I have a wonderful husband, and I want to focus on starting my career here in Maine. I did just move two whole States to make you happy, isn't that enough," she stared at him intently? When she put it like that, he did sound selfish, he thought to himself. However, Brian knew that he couldn't live without something more concrete from his wife... anything! Brian put his head down, a little defeated. He didn't want to upset his wife, his queen! "I get it, Liv," he stated! "It's just...well... kids are all I've ever wanted!" "What about me, Brian," she removed her feet from his hands, sat up, and straddled his body on the couch. "You know what kids do to women's bodies. "Do you want me to get all fat and gross," Olivia asked him? "If you were having my babies, I wouldn't care what your body changed into. I love you, not just because you have a beautiful body," Brian admitted honestly. "It does help, though, right? I mean, let's be honest. You wouldn't have looked at me twice if I weighed twice as much. Now, would you," Olivia prodded? Brian was dumbstruck. He never knew his wife to be so superficial. "I ahhhh, don't know. I never thought of it," Brian honestly admitted. "You wouldn't. Whether you admit it or not, I know it," Olivia proclaimed adamantly! "Babe, your body would easily get back in shape anyway if you did have kids. You like to exercise. Plus, look at your Mom. She definitely doesn't look like she had three kids! You've got good genes," he fluffed her ego and kissed her arm softly! "My Mom doesn't look like she had three kids because she didn't, Brian," Olivia barked! Brian looked at her in shock. "What do you mean, My Love," he was curious about the words he heard before him? "I didn't want to tell you this! In fact, I never told anyone this, but...my Mom isn't my birth Mom," Olivia said confidently! "My birth Mom is really... well, it's Anastasia, our maid...if you must know!" "What? How can that be," Brian was shocked? "Well, my Mom never wanted kids, and my Dad did, so she hired Anastasia to have kids for them," she said in her normal tone, as if it was a completely normal statement. "So she was the surrogate then," Brian began. Then you still have her genetics," he rationalized. "No, Brian, you don't get it! My Mom hired Anastasia, my birth Mom, to be with my Dad, sexually, until she could get pregnant and have babies for them," she let it all out in the open! "Your brothers too," he asked? "Yes, of course," she stated! "It's okay, Brian!" She looked at the look of horror on his face. "Everyone in our immediate family knows now. We are okay with it," she explained! "Wow! I just... never thought I'd hear anything like that," he grabbed her and held her tight as she straddled his waist. "That doesn't mean anything, though, Liv! I will love you no matter what you look like," he whispered in her ear. "I appreciate that Brian, really I do, but I need to make sure of that...for my own sanity...that's why I don't want to have children," she added! Brian pushed her back a little so he could stare her in the eyes. "You never want to have children," he clarified! "Well, I never want to birth children anyway, I should say," she followed up! "That's okay... we can adopt... or do official surrogacy, with the embryo and sperm transplants," he began to get excited! "Ahhhh...No! Sorry Brian, but those things leave paper trails! I couldn't risk my family's name or reputation being dragged through the news like that," she added sternly. "Then how do you suppose we ever have a family then," he asked? "How about I do you one better, My Darling? What if I treat you to a live-in mistress, like my Dad had? You would be able to have s*x with her for the purpose of a pregnancy. She could live with and work for us as our Maid/Nanny? She would obviously have to sign an NDA, but that is a given," she began to divulge, like Brian should have already known the details that she was conjuring up in her head. Brian didn't know what to say. What man's wife wants to buy him a live-in mistress? He didn't even want one. He only wanted Olivia, he knew. Only...he did want kids! This looked like the only way he would get them with her. "What would our children's relationship be with her," he was still confused? Brian had a million thoughts running through his mind. "They would know her as the help only. Don't get me wrong, a child's relationship with the help can become like family. She would love them and help raise them, but not as her own, you see. No one would ever know. Legally, I would have my lawyer draw up papers requiring that she give up her parental rights," Olivia divulged. "So how and when did you learn of your birth, Mother?" Brian asked. He wasn't sold on this idea yet. "Well, I needed to see my birth certificate when I got out of high school," she stated! "My parents had to tell me at that point!" "Were you angry with them, or with Anastasia," he asked curiously? "Maybe a little at first, but I understand why they did it....and my Brothers do, also. We love all of our parents, just in different ways," she explained! "I'm sorry if I'm not getting this, but why would you want me to be intimate with someone else? Wouldn't that hurt you," he asked? "No," she said firmly! "Not if we were getting kids out of it. I know you love me. However, if you were just sleeping with her for pleasure or because you had feelings for her, then that would hurt me," she explained! "I see," he said shyly. The whole conversation made him uneasy. Should he be excited, should he not, he didn't know how to feel. "Think about what a great gift I am giving you, Babe! What other man has his wife buy him a live-in mistress," Olivia leaned in and kissed him seductively? She then reached down and unbuttoned his pants, releasing the massive beast below. "Is it making you excited just thinking about it," she whispered as she nibbled on his ear and stroked his c**k at the same time? "You're making me excited, Baby," he growled back! "You know that I only have lust for you!" "Good. Let's keep it that way then! We'll call the rest a pleasurable business deal," she added, as she stroked him harder! "Okay Babe?" A long pause fell between them. "I said, OKAY Babe?" Brian couldn't hold back his pleasurable moans that his sexy wife was inducing! "Uhhhhmmmmmmm.... anything you want, My Love," he responded to her touch and her statement! Then he realized what she had gotten him to agree to. He was nervous about the whole idea. He really didn't want anything to ruin his relationship with Olivia, but he also wanted kids in the worst way! "You tricky thing," he said huskily! "You're going to pay for that," he bit her bottom lip, then sucked it for a minute! Brian was aware that his woman knew how to get him to do whatever she wanted. So, he then decided to flip the script on his cunning wife. He grabbed hold of her body, lifting her up by the ass and he flipped her over the arm of the couch. Forcefully, he raised up her skirt, pushed her lace panties to the side, and gave her what he liked to call, "the crippler!" No lube, all natural body juices only. He allowed himself to thrust his 10 inch c**k into her soft pink v****a from behind. "Ohhhhhh," she jolted upon entry. Olivia was no virgin to her husband's p***s, but plummeting into her dry wasn't a common occurrence either. So when she was presented with "the crippler," it was like taking it all over again for the first time. She truly wouldn't walk right the rest of the day, she knew!