Tamira's Rediscovered Life (Novel)

Chapter 1

“Tamira. Get over here this instant.” Broady screamed from the living room. She rolled her eyes, leaning her body against the kitchen in absolute exhaustion. She rubbed her hands against her face, the makeup she was trying out against her dark complexion smudge in the process. She looked down at her hands, now covered in her shade of foundation - she sighed, she had forgotten she was wearing makeup. She was trying to seduce her husband tonight to see if he had wanted to finally sleep with her after so long, and completely forgotten about her plan after she saw how drunk he was again. She was a beautiful woman in her late 20’s, she had long eyelashes, thick plump lips and was incredibly curvy. Her ass and breasts gave her plenty of attention from men, though most typically backed off when they saw the large ring on her finger. They knew she was already taken by someone wealthy, and wouldn’t want to compete with that.

Little did they know, the wealthy man was also incredibly abusive. Though Tamira stuck with it because she could still see the good in him, and her mom had always told her to fear no man - she was powerful, and she would get her way, some day. The kitchen she was standing in was absolutely stunning. When Broady had first been in love with her, he ravished her with gifts aplenty. As soon as he proposed, he promised her the most beautiful house she could ever have. He hired the best designers, who created a home in the middle of the isolated countryside that would be fit for the best. She now stood there, in the middle of the kitchen adorned with marble and steel, wondering what had possibly gone wrong all these years.

Yes, their marriage was an arranged marriage, but when Broady was a young 20-year-old still getting into the business world, he had no idea what to expect from women. He had disliked that he would be marrying an African American woman, raised by a very racist background, but as soon as he saw her, his mouth went slack. She was everything he had wanted in a woman without knowing it. She came from a wealthy family herself, she was raised from a father who knew all about the business world and taught him everything she knew. Her intelligence matched his (or surpassed it, even) and her quick wit and figure was everything he had hoped for. He began his obsession for her, but as soon as the ring was placed on her finger, it seemed to all fall away.

Tamira, on the hand, had always been a hopeless romantic. She was the princess in the family, and she imagined being in a grand castle with her prince, him treasuring her and loving her just like her father did for her mother. She was young and naive, and all she desired was to be properly taken care of. This was exactly what Broady had offered her. Though she knew a lot about the business world, her sheltered life gave her no indication of how dark and manipulative people could be. He gave her everything she wanted because that was exactly how to get to her, and she fell for every second of it. He loved how naive she was, how easy it was to get her to do what he wanted, and as soon as she fell back in love with him, he had considered the deal to be sealed.

It wasn’t that bad at first, but as soon as the business part of the law firm got more and more stressful for Broady, his mood changed completely. He put everything else before her, he travelled constantly, visiting different locations to talk to his clients and schmooze them, and he drank more and more every day to make himself feel better. Instead of talking to her about his woes, he drank himself to sleep every night, hoping the next day would be better. He fell out of love with her, and her with him. She was weak though, she had thought about it every single day, leaving him and finding someone who would really care for her.

The problem was, she didn’t want to seem like she gave up to her family. They had worked so hard to get her here, to establish a good business transaction between the two, and if she gave up, they would lose everything. And they would all blame her for it. She could never do something like that to her own family, not after everything they have given her. She knew she was privileged, and she wasn’t going to complain about it to anyone. Ever.

“TAMIRA!” He growled.

She rolled her eyes, grabbing the beer he had ordered from the fridge and setting it in front of him. “Here you go, love.”

He set his hand on her ass, grabbing it as she walked to leave. He was once a serious but kind man, good looking and tall and what she thought she had wanted her prince to look like. Now, he had developed more of a beer belly and the twinkle in his eye was gone, replaced with something she couldn’t possibly love anymore. She turned to glance at his hand, not wanting to complain about it, it was rude, but at least he was touching her. He turned her around, and pointed to the chair next to him for her to sit.

“I have to talk to you about something.” He asked, though the football game on the television remained a very high volume.

“Yes?” She asked, crossing her legs and putting her hands on her knee.

“You remember my brother?” He asked. “Bastard guy in his 40’s - richer than me?” He rolled his eyes.

She thought about it. “I think I remember him… he was definitely at our wedding.”

He grunted. “That was the last time you met him. We’re not close.” She didn’t reply. “He’s coming to see us tonight, and staying here.”

Her eyes widened. “What? I didn’t even clean the house properly. This is so sudden.”

“Well then you better start working on it, huh?” Broady grinned, showing off his yellowing teeth. She got up, not able to believe she was married to such a person. How had she let him get this bad?

She usually kept the house pretty clean, but she had neglected the guest room for a while, Broady wasn’t that popular with his family or friends, and if he met with his partners it was usually at expensive fancy hotels, not at home. She immediately got to work, dusting all the corners and putting on fresh bed sheets. Why was his brother suddenly visiting them after years of no talking? Had something happened she didn’t know about? She couldn’t ask Broady, he would just make fun of her or ignore her, never giving her a straight up answer.

She had some time, so decided to vacuum some more before he came, she didn’t know how picky he was going to be, but if he was anything like his brother, he would care a lot about appearances. She was sure Broady was competitive with him, though she didn’t know how much. She finished vacuuming the guest bedroom, then moved to their bedroom. After, she entered the living room, noticing that Broady was on a phone call with someone, not even noticing she was around - though the vacuum was pretty loud. He had muted the TV, meaning it was an important enough call that he cared to mute it.

His voice was sweeter than usual, which was saying something. She immediately listened in on the conversation, moving back towards the hallway so he wouldn’t notice her listening in. She pretended the vacuum was loud enough she couldn’t hear anything.

“Yeah babe. Miss you, too.” He said, grinning devilishly. She gasped, though she wasn’t extremely surprised. She had seen him with a few beautiful women a few times, most that were after his money and definitely not his personality or his looks. It made her feel a little better knowing that he was paying them for their time rather than them knowing or falling in love with the real him, but cheating was obviously not okay, no matter what the circumstances. “Nah, the whore’s not here right now, we can chat.” How did he not notice me vacuuming?

He walked around the room, a greedy smile on his face. “I miss your pussy rubbing all over my face, can’t wait to see you this weekend and lick you all up.” Tamira wanted to gag at this, at how disgusting and vulgar the language he was using. He listened for a bit, then nodded. “Yes, I already bought that lingerie you asked for. Can’t wait to see it on you. Got you a little bit of another gift, too. An expensive one.” He laughed. “Awe, don’t need to thank me. You deserve it for how hard you make my cock, baby.”

He had never spoken to her that way before. Well, he hasn’t even touched her in months. To say she was horny was an understatement, though she didn’t really want to do it with him, she wasn’t 100% sure he didn’t get some kind of STD from these women. “Gotta go. Don’t want the wife to listen in on our dirty talk.” So he actually cared about what she thought? He hung up the phone, and sat back at the television, unmuting the game.

She pretended she had just finished vacuuming the hallway, and moved to the living room. “Stop that nonsense, you’re ruining the game for me.” He growled.

“I’m sure you want the place to look nice for your brother.” She retorted.

“Don’t fucking talk back to your husband. Louie doesn’t care about that kind of stuff.” She was surprised he even knew anything about his brother. She nodded, and turned off the vacuum. She would be able to spend her own time alone before he did show up.

A few hours later, there was a beeping on their intercom, indicating a guest had arrived. She walked up to the door, but was stopped by Broady, who asked for another drink before she opened the door. She sighed loudly, and walked back to the kitchen, grabbing him another beer before slamming it on the table and going to the intercom. “Hello?” She asked. She saw a blurry image of an older gentleman with a gentle smile waving at the camera, he was holding a leather bag in his hand, big enough for a few days overnight. She wondered how long he would be staying for. She was sure it was Louie - who else could it be? She unlocked the door, watching as he noticed the click and entered the gates at the front of the house. She waited patiently as he walked over, and opened the front door to welcome him.

She heard Broady walk up behind her, waiting for his brother as well. Louie finally arrived, he smiled sideways at them when he saw the two. He was in his 40’s, a stern gentleman that knew exactly where he was going in life right from the start. He was raised in the same household as Broady, meaning they both had a lot of business experience and were both beaten by their father every time they stepped even slightly over the line. This made them both very impenetrable to the outside world and have hearts of steel, but also scarred them to a point of no return. Both were born in Ireland and moved to the states at a young age, Broady was only 5 years old, whereas Louie was almost 10. The world had made him hard, but Louie, now coming to the later stages of his life, had softened up more and more over the years. He had appreciated that not all people were bad, and that there was still some good in the world. He had never been married for many reasons, and spent a lot of time working on his health. He traveled quite often, mostly for business, but also for pleasure. He loved mountain climbing, canoeing, and exercising his body to the point of no return. This made him look quite young for his age, though his brownish-silver facial hair aged him by a few years. He had a toned and tanned body, and wore a simple dress-shirt now, eager to see his younger brother and his wife after so many years.

Tamira couldn’t help but notice Louie’s looks immediately. It was obvious he had similar features to his brother, but Broady’s young clever looks had aged over time, developing large tufts of white hair in his ears he never bothered to trim and a large belly and scarred liver. Louie, on the other hand, had tried hard to stay healthy over the years, and it did well for him. He radiated a sense of assertion and self-awareness, excluding dominance over the people around him through his intelligence and wealth. She couldn’t help but be slightly turned on by that. Though she tucked the thoughts away as she smiled up at him. “Louie, welcome to our home.” She said.

He grinned when he saw her. She was much more stunning that he remembered, she was wearing a simple black dress, but her tits were so large that she was unable to hide it very well, and he loved the way her hips jutted out, demanding a man’s attention. He felt jealous of his brother, how did he score such a stunning lady, and with an arranged marriage, too? He regretted rejecting her originally. He was too scared at the time to welcome any woman in his life, whereas his brother was ready to settle down and call any woman his wife. His parents had asked him time and time again whether or not he wanted to take her, but he refused to even see her photos just in case she was as beautiful as he feared, and he had felt he made a mistake since he saw her walk down the aisle, her smile absolutely radiant as she smiled at his brother. It should’ve been him instead.

He had forgotten her over the years though, he had many women that he saw regularly in his life, and he loved being a bachelor, not settling down for anyone. He felt he had a much better life than the other men in his life, who constantly complained about their girlfriends and wives and all the demands they had on a constant basis. He was free to travel and hike anywhere he wished, and that’s how he had always liked it.

“Tamira! So good to see you after so long.” He put his arms around her, engulfing her in his embrace. She couldn’t help but notice how he smelled. It was a musky forest scent, and she breathed in deeply from where she was placed on his chest.

Broady didn’t like that hug, and moved between them, slapping his brother on the shoulder roughly. “Louie! You look exhausted. Come, join me for some beer and football.”

Tamira frowned. “There’s dinner to be had, I made some lasagna that I’m sure would taste very good.”

Louie smiled. “I’m sure it will, though I’ve never had your cooking before. My estranged brother has kept us apart for too long.” He laughed heartily.

Broady frowned. “I’m not hungry, would rather watch the game.” He commented.

Louie stared at him, not able to believe his behaviour was so rude. “It’s okay, Tamira and I will eat your share, won’t we, dear?” Tamira widened her eyes, she had never seen someone so openly defy her husband like that, most of his staff was terrified of him. She nodded, and moved to the kitchen, hearing the two men chat behind her.

“So, when are we discussing what happened to aunt Lisa?” Louie asked, looking around the large living room, which led off to many of the other rooms of the house.

“Soon. When I’m not drunk. Though that’s pretty rare.” Broady laughed, though Louie didn’t join him.

“I haven’t had a drink since my college years.” He commented.

“You’re still doing that?” Broady asked in shock. “No wonder you’re still so fucking boring.” He joked.

Louie didn’t comment on that, but merely continued the conversation instead. “We’re the only two inheritances to aunt’s wealth, we have to discuss this logically before the lawyers come and put their greedy hands on it.”

Broady grunted, not wanting to talk about anything serious. Tamira entered the kitchen when she had enough, so that’s why Louie was visiting them after so long. A family member had passed away, though she had no idea who they were talking about. Must be a distant aunt that never had any children she could pass her wealth onto. She pulled on her oven mitts and took out the lasagna, placing it on a large glass plate and walking to the dining area, setting it in the middle of the table with the salad and wine.

She had three sets of plates set up, but doubt Broady would be eating anything tonight. The beer usually got rid of his hunger. Louie entered the room, making it feel warmer instantly. He looked around at the glassware on display, whistling when he saw all the crystals shining against the halogenic lights. “Your place is quite beautiful, Tamira.” He commented.

She laughed. “Ah, you flatter me too much. I’m sure you’ve seen way better, I know about your fortune from the little your brother speaks of you.” He appreciated how well-spoken she was, though he knew she came from a pretty wealthy family herself.

“Ah, my fortune doesn’t mean I have a very nice home. It’s in the middle of the woods, covered in lumber. I helped design and build it actually.”

She raised her eyebrows. She liked a man that was good with his hands. It was rugged and interesting, and made his well-worn fingers rough and inviting. “That’s so interesting, I love a rustic landscape, I think this house is a little too modern for me, though I’m not complaining. It’s better than what most people get.”

“It’s good you’re appreciative of what you’ve got. Most who grow up in a rich landscape never learn to appreciate things.” He smiled. She nodded, grabbing a large spoon and fork to serve the lasagna.

“How much would you like, Louie?” He loved the way she said his name.

“Hmm.. it smells very delicious and I’m famished. I’d say one and a half portions?”

“I love a man with a sizable hunger.” She laughed, though realized that it probably sounded like she was flirting with him. He didn’t say anything though, and she served his plate then her own. He lifted his fork and pierced it as the steam came out of the cheesy-smelling pasta. He gently put the fork in his mouth, and closed his eyes savouring it.

“You’re an amazing chef. Wow.” He grinned, chewing the food some more. “You know, that’s something I’ve really missed with not getting married, not having someone to teach me how to properly cook, or cook things for me when I’m home tired from work.”

She shifted in her seat, appreciating the compliment. Broady never complimented her cooking, though most people who tried her food loved it. “Thanks for the compliments. Sorry for being a bit intrusive, but why haven’t you ever been married?”

He chuckled. “Don’t worry about it, almost every person I meet asks me the same question, seems like such a norm these days. Haven’t met many men that haven’t been locked down, you know?” She nodded, putting another bite in her mouth. “It’s nothing against women, I love them. It’s just, I’m a very busy man. I have a lot to do, and it wouldn’t be fair on my family for me to treat them with such abandonment. You should know from my brother that my father was not a very kind man, and I guess I never really wanted to do the same to my own child.”

She thought it was very brave of him to sacrifice his own wants in order to not provide a terrible life for a child who didn’t deserve it. That’s part of the reason why she’s secretly been taking birth control all these years, though now that he’s no longer fucking her, she’s haven’t had to the past few months. It felt nice to not have to remember to take a pill every morning. “Yes, he did sound like a pretty terrible man.”

“I hope you forgive my brother for taking his traits a little.” Louie had meant it as a joke, but it hit a sore spot for her, and she bit her lip, not wanting to tread on the subject. She feared whatever she said would get back to her husband, and he would be very angry with her. Though she didn’t want to lie and say she was a good man either, so she kept all her opinions to herself.

They ate in silence for a few more minutes, and she thought of a good topic of conversation. “I know you’ve got your own business, but what do you do exactly?” She asked.

“I’m the CEO of a real estate company, we buy and sell plenty of property, mostly for other businesses around the world. I actually own the law firm Broady is based at actually.”

She raised her eyebrows in wonder. “Oh wow, I had no idea.”

“He doesn’t talk to you about things like that?” Louie asked in shock.

“No, he doesn’t really talk to me about much.” Maybe she shouldn’t have said that.

“But you’re such an intelligent woman, he must ask for your input on business matters, you are more experienced than him in that sense, though I must say he’s quite a good lawyer.” Louie always spoke his mind, and needed to get to the bottom of his horrid treatment.

“Yes, I do agree I’m more business minded than him.” A man who appreciated her intelligence? How rare! “But… I guess he doesn’t have time to talk to me much.”

“He’s sitting in the living room drinking bottle after bottle of beer right now, how does he not have time to spend with you?” He was appalled.

She couldn’t believe he could say such outright truthful things about his brother after literally just having met her. He was an honest man, and it was obvious he spoke his mind - and didn’t like his own brother very much. It was probably why they haven’t spoken for so many years. It was good timing, too, because Broady had called out for her. “Tamira! Beer!”

She smiled awkwardly at him, getting up. “Excuse me.”

Louie stared at her incredulously. “Why can’t this grown ass man get his own beer?”

“It’s okay, I’m used to getting it every day.” She didn’t want to start something between them, they were both such outspoken guys. She didn’t want a fight to break out or something over her.

“No. He can get his own beer. Sit down.” She complied, not knowing what to do otherwise.

Broady called her a few more times, and she sat there, heart pounding, her fists so tight against the chair her knuckles were turning white. Louie stared her down, demanding she didn’t give in to something she was so used to. “Woman. Are you fucking deaf?” Broady asked, getting his plump body up to walk to them, staring at the two, who were innocently sitting at the dining table eating their food.

“No, I just wanted her to continue chatting with me, that’s all. I’m your guest, no?” Louie grinned at him politely.

Broady hesitated - he knew he wouldn’t win against his brother in a fight. He had tried too many times as a teenager to do anything that stupid again. Also, he was extremely out of shape. His brother was giving him an immensely menacing look, like if he said a word out of line he would immediately get up and punch him. “Yes, true.” Broady grumbled, and walked to the kitchen himself. It was the first time he had gotten his own beer without Tamira around since he married her.

Tamira sat extremely dumbfounded at the exchange, and watched Broady walk back to the living room without looking at either of them. She said in an excitedly hushed whisper. “I can’t believe you just did that.” She was feeling very very thrilled. And turned on. The alpha dominant energy radiating from Louie was almost tangible. She didn’t even know she was into dominant men until now. Were princes usually very authoritative? They must be.

He chuckled. “Ah. My brother’s not that scary. I’ve always been the one to beat him up as a child, hated the way he spoke to people you know? And he wasn’t scared of anyone but me. I think that’s why he escaped so quickly from me as soon as he became an adult, didn’t like how I kept teaching him lessons.”

She stared at him in wonder. “I’ve never met anyone who defied him that way.”

“Well, he needs to get his ass whooped then.” He grinned. “I should stay here longer and teach him the proper way to treat a woman.”

“I thought you haven’t been with anyone.” She commented, now more curious about him than before. He was quite an interesting man, and provided more commentary than she had this past hour than the past few months of her life. She had been very isolated from the rest of the world recently, and was barely able to speak to anyone other than her own family.

“Oh, you must’ve misunderstood me.” He tsked at her jokingly. “I’ve had plenty of women, just no one that’s made me want to settle down.”

She was now very intrigued. “Tell me more.”

He chuckled. “What a curious girl you are. I think that’s a conversation we should be having after dinner.” He teased. She nodded, feeling shy at being reprimanded by him. He made her want to be a better woman, and she wanted him to teach her everything he knew about the world, because he definitely looked and acted more knowledgeable than her.

She stood up, picking up the dishes and walked to the kitchen, then came back, picking up some more. He glanced at her. “You need any help with the washing?”

She shook her head. She couldn’t believe he was even offering. Did he even know how to wash dishes? She assumed he had maids that took care of this kind of stuff for him. “It’s okay, you can go watch the game with Broady if you’d like. Spend some quality time with your brother.”

He laughed, hard. “You think I’d want to spend time with that idiot? I’d rather have your company, you’re much more interesting than him.” She blushed, appreciating another compliment from him. They walked to the kitchen together, and he grabbed the dishes, pouring the hot water on them as he squirted the dish soap onto the sponge.

“I’m surprised you even know how to wash dishes.” She teased.

“Ah. Do I look that clueless to you?” He pretended to be hurt, though he knew where she was coming from.

“No, no.” She was worried she had offended him. “It’s just that… I’m sure you have maids around. You’re probably too busy with work to do dishes on your own.”

“I’m not so bad, I do have people who come by once in a while when I haven’t been home in months, just to wash up and dust the place. Most of the time, I’m home alone, and deal with everything myself. It’s too far remote for me to bother anyone about something a grown man can do himself.” Wow. She felt completely mind blown. He was almost the exact opposite of his brother in all aspects.

“How chivalrous of you.” He barely let her touch the dishes, handling most of the work himself. She felt like a little girl, standing there with a towel drying them off while he did all the work. It was so weird for her, but very sweet. He started to discuss his brother’s alcoholic tendencies, expressing his worries that he would be dying at an early age if this continued any longer. She nodded, agreeing with him.

“It’s not like I can do anything about it, he does what he wants.”

“I can see that. I hope he doesn’t treat you that poorly. If he ever lays a hand on you, call me. And I’ll come see that he gets ten times what he’s done in return.” He said assertively.

She was shocked once more. “Why are you being so nice to me, Louie?” She had to speak her mind, this was too much.

“I’m not being nice. This is just how I believe women should be treated, and I never want someone of my own blood handling people like this. It would feel like it was partially my fault.” He admitted. She appreciated him, and thought to herself that she never wanted him to leave. The few hours she had just spent with him was better than how she’s felt in so long. Their personalities seemed to fit into each other like perfect puzzle pieces.

When he was done with the last plate, she walked to the kettle. “Would you like some coffee or tea for the evening?”

“Tea would be great, Tamira. Thank you.” To even get someone thanking her was beyond how she was usually treated. She made two cups, knowing Broady would never want tea himself. When the kettle was finally done boiling, they walked to the living room, where Broady was nowhere to be found. Tamira excused herself and found him in the bedroom, completely sprawled across the bed and passed out, snoring loudly.

She walked back to Louie, grinning. “He’s passed out.” She had covered him in a blanket, not wanting him to feel cold. She had to do this almost every night.

“Of course he would be after drinking so much. This man needs to get his liver checked out.” He leaned against the long sectional, holding his cup of tea and relaxing. “Your house is quite cozy, I need to take some designing tips from you.”

“Ha. Thanks for all the compliments. I appreciate it.” He nodded back at her.

“So, now that it’s later and you’re clearly very curious, I’m open to any questions you may be having.” He said, loving the attention she was giving him. She was like an eager young doe, not realizing what she was getting herself into.

“Well… I guess I’m wondering about your past relationships, why weren’t they enough for you?” She asked, hoping once more she wasn’t pushing her curiosity on him too much. “Sorry for all the questions, you’re just such an enigma to me. And I’m quite bored, you see.”

“You can ask me anything you want. Let me ask first though, why are you so bored?” He crossed his legs, and leaned over, giving her his undivided attention.

“Well. I don’t really go out much, I guess.” She explained, blushing furiously. She’s never talked about this with anyone before, and didn’t want to look like she was complaining.

“And why not? You’re a beautiful woman, and quite the conversationalist. Why wouldn’t you have many loved ones and friends?” He found that quite ridiculous.

“Um.” Her blush reddened. He thought she was beautiful. “It’s hard to explain, and hard to talk about.”

“Take your time, we have all night.” He winked.

“Broady doesn’t like for me to have friends and for me to talk to my family.”

He set the tea on the counter, now furious. “Excuse me?” She looked down sadly. “My brother doesn’t fucking like what?” He stood up abruptly, wanting to go and kill his own kin.

She rushed towards him, putting her hand on his shoulders and sitting him back down gently. “Shush. Calm down.”

Louie breathed in and out a few times, and then stared at her. They were now sitting very close together, and he could feel her warm breath on him. She noticed as well, and moved back, giving him his space. “That is the first sign of an extremely toxic and abusive relationship, Tamira.”

“Louie.” She sighed. “I know. But there’s nothing I can do about it.”

“And why not? You don’t seem to be in love with him.” He made a rash statement, though he knew in his heart it was true.

“I’m not. But my family is in love with his money. And I can’t disappoint them.”

“I doubt your parents would be okay for you to be in a loveless marriage just for the sake of money.”

“You don’t know my parents. They need it to keep their empire alive. They would be so disappointed in me.” He finally got everything he wanted to know. That was why she stayed with his brother all these years. It all made sense now.

“Tamira…” He sighed. “That’s not fair to you.”

“I know, but I’ve learned to live with it.” She smiled. “It’s not all that bad though. I read a lot, and have a lot of free time. I also live in this beautiful palace. And I got to meet you and have this lovely chat.”

“It’s not a real palace if you’re locked inside, is it?” He felt so bad for her, and had no idea how he could possibly make it better. It was like something out of a horror novel.

“Enough of this. You never actually answered my question.” She sipped on her tea, which was already starting to get cold.

“What was your question again?” He thought. “Oh yes, why I never settled down with anyone.” She nodded. “It’s a little complicated, and starts off quite dramatically.” She was even more curious now.

“Go on.”

“When I was in my early 20’s, I fell in love with a girl I knew I would want for the rest of my life. The girl of my dreams. She was intelligent, out-spoken, and had a fiery personality. I couldn’t get enough of her.” Tamira thought she sounded a lot like herself, she would’ve wanted to meet her. “She was very curvy and beautiful as well, though I saw past that the more I got to know her. I was smitten.”

“And? What happened?”

“She cheated on me with my brother.” She gasped. “He is very good at manipulating people, to get people to bend to his will and listen to what he has to say. It’s what makes him such a good lawyer, you see.” She nodded. She already knew this. “He didn’t like how happy I was. He wanted to be as happy as me, and he thought that making the girl that I loved love him instead was how to achieve that. It wasn’t, but he destroyed everything I had none-the-less. I haven’t cared about anyone since.” She had no idea what to say to that other than ask more questions.

“And, why weren’t they good enough? They couldn’t compare to her?”

“I’m sure there were many women who would’ve suited me just fine. I just couldn’t find the ability to love someone the same way again. To me, all women are as cruel as her. They can give everything away to you and then change their minds the next day.”

“I don’t think all women are like that.” Tamira said gently, wanting to console a man who was clearly still hurting after so long.

“Maybe not. But I don't want to have to find out again. Maybe I just lack the ability to find the proper person.”

“You should at least try, love is such a beautiful thing.”

He raised his eyebrows at her. “And you’re speaking from experience?”

She blushed. “No. But I know from people who I’ve met that are heads-over-heels for each other. I might have missed out on that, but I don’t think you deserve to.”

He nodded. “I appreciate that. Though I think it’s lost for me as well.”

She blushed realizing what all this meant. “Does that mean you just have… friends with benefits relations with these women? Knowing you didn’t want a relationship with them?”

He chuckled, seeing how innocent she really was. “Er… it’s a little bit more complicated than that.”

She cocked her head. “What do you mean?”

“I feel that I might corrupt or scare you a little if I reveal this to you.” He admitted. “I don’t want you to be scared of me. I’m a good guy, I promise.”

“I’m not scared of you.” How could she be? He’s so gentle with her.

“I… I’m a dominant man, Tamira. I get my way, and I love getting my way all of the time. It turns me on.” He leaned back again, closing his eyes. “I have BDSM relations with them, we have a contract set out between us defining what we’re okay with, and we see each other as often as the contract defines. There’s no love between us, only a dominant man and a submissive woman getting what they need in life. As soon as I feel she’s starting to be too smitten with me, I cut her off because I don’t want to hurt her.”

“A BDSM relationship?” She asked.

“Bondage discipline sadism and masochism. You’ve never heard of it?” He asked. Has he told her too much? She was more innocent than he thought.

“I’ve heard of a few passing remarks, but never much about it.”

“It’s not so bad, it’s consensual power exchange, really. Not that complicated.”

She blushed. He was so much more advanced sexually than her. “I’ve only been with Broady. I don’t know too much about anything else.”

“You’ve only been with one man?” He tsked. “And it was my brother? You poor girl.”

She smiled. “It’s okay, he hasn’t touched me like that in months.” He glanced at her, a woman that hadn’t been fucked in months? She must be so incredibly horny and desperate to be touched. His cock twitched at that, and he scolded it in his mind. He didn’t want her to notice his hard-on for her and be put off. He couldn’t help but stare at her lips though… imagining those juicy plump lips around his cock, twirling her sexy tongue around it... he would be more than willing to teach her how to do it properly. Tamira seemed to be able to feel the mood in the room change as well. She was feeling hotter and hotter by the second, her heart pumping away as she felt the connection between them. She would cheat on her husband, but the attraction she felt to the man standing in front of her was tangible. She could taste it on her tongue. And she so desperately wanted to act on it. Why wasn’t she offered this brother?

He cleared his throat and checked his watch. “Ah, I see it’s getting late. I should really be heading to bed. I’m an old man, afterall.”

“Awe, you’re not that old!” She laughed. “Come, I’ve kept you up too long with my chitchat, I'll show you to your room.” He nodded, and went to the kitchen to set his cup down in the sink before grabbing his leather bag and following her. He could tell she cleaned the room before he arrived, and appreciated her effort.

She stood at the door, feeling a little awkward. “Let me know if you need anything at all, I’ll see you tomorrow.”

He nodded, and couldn’t help but move towards her, putting her body in his arms again. He sniffed the top of her head, appreciating the lavender scented shampoo. He hadn’t had a woman in his arms in so long. She hugged him back, and gasped a little when she felt his boner against her leg, rubbing against it.

He had forgotten it was there, he moved back, hoping she didn’t notice it too much. This was so inappropriate. He smiled. “Again, thanks for the chat. Goodnight, Tamira.”

“Um… yes, goodnight.”

When Broady slept on the bed like that, she usually had no room to sleep comfortably herself. She usually slept in the guest room instead, but it was currently occupied by Louie, and she had nowhere else to go. After some consideration, she went to the couch instead. It was large and would be comfortable enough. She grabbed an extra blanket from the linen closet and sat on the couch, holding a cup of red wine in her hand as she thought about everything that happened. She could feel herself becoming more and more turned on by the second. He radiated so much power and heat, she could tell why he had such a dominant role in bed. She could feel her panties becoming more and more soaked, and she reached down to pet it. She wasn’t the type to masturbate very often, but this night she couldn’t resist any longer. She placed the blanket on top of her body in case either of the two men woke up, and slipped her fingers up her dress and into her panties, searching for her clit. She gasped. She was so wet, she’s never been like this before. Her clit was pulsing and swollen, ready to cum at any moment. She pressed her index finger against it, moving in circles against her body as she ground into her finger. She wanted more, she wanted something hard and thick inside of her, and as she imagined Louie on top of her, ravishing her inside and out, she came, gasping and moaning into the blanket as she did.

It felt amazing, but she still couldn’t feel quite satisfied.

Chapter 2

The next day, Broady insisted on bringing Louie to his law firm to show off all the new upgrades they had installed just recently. Louie was hesitant, but indulged him anyways. This meant Tamira was stuck at home all day like usual, though that day she thought about how much she was a slut the whole time, not being able to believe she touched herself over another man last night. He just turned her on so unbelievably much, and she had no idea how to control how wet she got around him.

They came back around 7pm, and she had dinner ready for them again. It was the same as usual, Broady put on a sitcom on TV and started to drink his share of beer, and ignored what she had made for him all together. Louie looked at her apologetically and sat at the table next to her, enjoying her lamb chops.

“Sorry, I had no idea what you would’ve wanted.” She said.

“I love this, you don’t have to make food specifically for me.” He felt like he could smell the horniness radiating out of her. He was very good at dominating women, and he could tell as soon as they were turned on around him. That’s what gave him abilities to control them so easily. He had woken up to a living room smelling very suspiciously like pussy juices. He felt like he had to test his theory. It was too tempting not to. The fact that she was acting so passive around him now gave him more courage to move further with her.

She was sitting at the head of the table, and him next to her at a 90 degree angle. He used the knife on his right hand to slice the lamb, and he put it into his mouth, letting the flavour coat his tongue as he did. If he did manage to make her his, he would be tasting this every day of this life. Wait? What was he thinking, this wasn’t his purpose of being here. He shook his head and continued his plan. He reached under the table, still talking to her about what they had gotten up to that day. He placed his hand subtly on her knee, and he felt her tense immediately. This was the reaction he was expecting. She didn’t swat him away or comment though, so that was reassuring.

He took that as an indication he could do more, and he moved further up her leg, his rough fingers trailing against her smooth skin. She continued talking like there was nothing wrong, though he could feel her shift in her seat, fidgeting slightly. He held onto her leg, and his finger stroked her, moving up and down… then up and down again. In the middle of the sentence she stopped. “Sorry I forgot what I was talking about.”

“It’s okay. I wasn’t really listening.” He said, staring at her heatedly. He could see her visibly gulp at that.They stopped talking now. He moved further and further up her leg, and he could feel her spread apart slowly as he did. His finger was so close to her panties he felt it against the tip of his index. He could feel her heat against him, a heat he wanted to explore. She couldn’t help but grind against him, she wanted to feel those fingers against her more, and she didn’t want to wait any longer. What an eager little minx. He thought. It seemed his days here would be more interesting than he had originally planned.

He shifted her panties aside, and slipped a finger into her folds, spreading her slightly before he slipped in. He hissed. She was already so wet for him. He plunged it deep, and she ground against him hard, desperate for any sense of touch inside her. He slipped out though, he wouldn’t be giving her the satisfaction. She glared at him slightly, but didn’t say a word. She went back to her lamb, though she could barely taste the flavours anymore. He stroked the outside of her folds, focusing occasionally on her clit, his fingers making tight but slow circles around it. She moved against it, matching his rhythm perfectly.

Suddenly, Broady entered the room, looking at the two of them. “Why didn’t you tell me you made lamb chops? That’s my favourite.”

“Come, sit. It’s very delicious.” Louie replied calmly. Tamira nodded, her eyes widened. What was he planning here? He continued to circle around her clit as she moved to serve Broady the lamb as well. Broady watched them, his eyes moving between the two of them.

“Well, what were you two talking about then? No need to stop just because I’m here.” He shoved a fork full into his mouth, chewing loudly.

“Oh nothing.” Louie replied. “Just what we were doing today. Tamira, what did you do while we were out?” He asked smoothly.

“Oh, um.” Her mind was hazy, she felt like she had completely forgotten the English language. What had she done today? “Well, first I--” She moaned out loud. Louie had plunged two fingers into her, spreading her wide open. It felt amazing to feel someone else’s fingers inside of her after so long. She wanted more. Was desperate for more. Oh no, did the moan sound very sexual? “Sorry I don’t feel really good.” She said.

“Eh. Have some pills and you’ll be all good.” Broady said, shoving another forkful in his mouth. Louie smirked at her, and plunged his index and middle finger into her over and over, fucking her underneath the table. His thumb circled around her clit expertly, making her grind against him, her body starting to sweat. She hoped Broady wasn’t paying too much attention to her- it was good he never usually did. With one rough flick of her clit, she felt it. Her orgasm building. She wouldn’t be able to stop it now. She came in his hand, her pussy pulsing around him, stroking his fingers as they plunged as deeply inside her as he could fit them. She slammed the table hard as she did, trying to distract Broady.

“Girl what’s gotten into you? If you’re really not feeling okay then go to bed. Stop making all this commotion.” Louie moved his fingers away, moving it back on the table. He sucked on his fingers, staring at her with hooded eyes.

“Wow, this lamb is so good I have to lick my fingers to get all the sauce properly.” He commented. He loved the taste of her juices, especially after cumming.

Broady stared at him. “You, too? It’s like being without me for so long has made the two of you crazy.” Louie expertly changed the subject, and Tamira left the table, walking to the bedroom in complete shock.

Chapter 3

That night, she couldn’t help it anymore. She had to go and talk to Louie about what had happened. She knocked on the guest bedroom door, and heard him call out, “come in!” She closed the door behind her, staring at him like a deer in headlights.

“Louie… Hi.” She said, all of what she had planned to say removed from her mind instantly.

“Hi.” He smirked at her.

“What you did at the dining table…” She sighed, trying to find the right words. “That was… mind blowing. It was so hot. I can’t stop thinking about it.”

He was afraid she came to tell him to stop touching her and to never speak of it again, and was feeling relieved when she had said this instead.

“I felt the same. Though I’d have to say, something like this doesn’t compare to what I usually do to women in bed.” She blushed. She wanted to tell him to show her, but she couldn’t say the words out loud. It was too embarrassing. He could read her thoughts though, “Would you like me to demonstrate?”

She hesitated, then nodded. He sat up from the bed, and then walked towards her. He pushed her against the wall, and put his mouth around her, exploring her lips with his tongue, expertly coaxing her open for him. She returned his embrace right away, exploring his lips as well. He lifted her legs up and she wrapped herself around him, pinned between his strong body and the wall behind her. It was the wall that shared itself with where Broady was currently sleeping, and that was extremely hot for her. What would he do if he found out what they were doing? She could feel her panties get soaked just by the thought of it.

He slipped her panties off of her, sniffing it as he did. He smiled at her. “It’s the same one from dinner, isn’t it?” She nodded. “It’s still covered in your wetness. Mmm… you tasted so good.”

He held her up with his body, and dropped her onto the bed. He licked her neck, biting and nibbling as he did. He lifted her dress up, though stopped when he reached her head. He used it to wrap it around her eyes as a make-shift blindfold, and he whispered. “Shh… I want you to trust me.” She nodded, she would be willing to do anything for him at this point. He stared down at her breasts, he couldn’t believe a woman who could have such giant tits could be with a man like this… and be so innocent. He couldn’t wait to corrupt her. He pressed his mouth against her nipple, and she moaned out loud, her fingers digging into his hair. He sucked on it a few times while tweaking her other nipple with his fingers, exploring her body for the first time as well as he could. He was feeling impatient- he would focus on teasing her on another day. Today, he just wanted to test how obedient she could be. He licked down her stomach, lower and lower as she moved underneath him.

“Don’t move too much. Or I won’t pleasure you anymore.” He scolded. She whined, but stopped moving. He sniffed her crotch, breathing in all of her scent. It was the musky smell of a horny woman, desperate for his touch. He slipped his finger in again, enjoying how wet she was for him. She was always so ready, something he loved in a woman. It’s what he needed to be able to fuck her at all times. He moved two fingers inside of her again, stroking her deep in her folds. She ground against him, and he tsked. “What did I say about moving?”

“But Louie… it feels so good. My body just does it.”

“You’ll learn how to be an obedient girl for me. It’s okay.” He said. He took off his boxers, which is what he usually wore to bed. His dick sprang free, though she couldn’t see if with her blindfolds on. He loved his 7’’ length, it was veiny and pulsing now, desperate for any woman to fuck. Though his mind had one he wanted specifically. He played with the tip of her entrance, moving from the base to the top, flicking against her clit slightly as he did. She moaned, feeling the hot heat of his member against her crotch. It was something she hadn’t felt on her for so long now. She was desperate.

He moved his tip into her, slipping a little bit in and then out again. He did it over and over, teasing her with his dick. “Louie…” She complained after the 5th time.

“Yes, m’dear?” He asked, pretending like he didn’t know what was happening.

“Why aren’t you fucking me?” She asked, shifting against him.

“Because you haven’t asked for it, how would I know otherwise?” He teased.

“Of course I want you to fuck me!” She said, very frustrated.

“Ask nicely, slut.”

She thought for a second. She couldn’t believe he was making her say such dirty words. To request to be fucked by someone. It was so dirty, and it made her gush against his dick with her just thinking about it. “Um… Louie.”

“Yes?” He asked sweetly.

“Will you please fuck me?”

“And why do you want to be fucked?”

“Because I’m a slut that’s desperate for your dick.” She moaned out. What a good obedient girl she was. He complied, and inserted his full length into her, pounding hard into her cervix with one motion. She gasped and screamed out. “Oh my fucking god.”

He moved out all the way, and then slammed into her again. And again. She cried out over and over, her mind a complete mess and haze around her. She couldn’t think of anything other than the enormous cock now buried inside of her, making her scream out like she never did before. He grabbed the panties he had tossed away, and stuffed it into her mouth. “If you don’t be quiet my bastard of a brother is going to wake up.” He scolded.

Her moans were muffled into the soaked panties, and she tasted her dirty fluids in her mouth as he fucked her over and over, using his hips to make her his. It was by far the most pleasure she had ever felt in her life, and she couldn’t believe sex could possibly feel this good.

He moved his hand from her waist to her clit, stroking his thumb against her over and over to match the rhythm of his strokes. His dick hardened even more, ready to pump his cum inside of her. “Tamira… I want you to cum with me.” He demanded.

She nodded, and he could feel her tense under him. She was feeling it as well, the feeling of his fingers against her clit was driving her wild. He was too good at this. She pumped against him in synchrony, and clenched down hard on his dick. She was cumming, she milked him over and over, her tightness squeezing him so hard he felt like he was going to explode. And then he did, he felt his cum spurt out of him over and over, coating her folds in his thick white semen. She cried out, and moaned his name as she did.

He gave her one final thrust and fell onto the bed. He’s fucked many women, but this was one of the best. He couldn’t think of anyone else to compare her to. Other than the woman his brother had stolen from him all those years ago.

“Louie that was…” She breathed. She couldn’t find the proper words to express how that felt. He lifted the blindfold off of her eyes and nodded.

“I know, babygirl. You don’t have to tell me.” He stroked her hair and she nuzzled into him, breathing against his chest. Her rapid breathing started to calm down, and he embraced her tightly. He lifted her chin up when she finally calmed down, and stared at her deeply, flames in his eyes.

“Do you want to go again?” He asked.

She stared at him blankly. “Again? Are you sure?”

“Baby… I can cum many times in one go.” He winked.

She nodded, wanting to feel the pleasure he provided her over and over again. This time, he ordered her to move to the bottom of the bed and put her mouth around his cock. She stared at it appreciatively, she couldn’t believe a cock could turn her on so much, but the pulsing and veiny dick seemed to be angry at her, demanding for her attention. She put her mouth around it and he grabbed her hair. He fucked her in the mouth over and over, hitting the back of her throat. She choked on it, tears pouring down her eyes as she did. She loved the treatment though, the feeling that she belonged to him and only him, and was only there to give him pleasure. He didn’t give a shit about how she was choking on him, only that he wanted to get as much pleasure from her mouth as possible. She twirled her tongue against the tip as he fucked her. He could feel himself bend in her throat, and it turned him on tremendously. There weren’t that many women who could take dick like that, and he was impressed.

He didn’t want to just cum in her mouth though, and he flipped her over. She complied without saying a word. She laid there with her ass up at him, teasing him. He stared at the big spankable ass she had, and knew he needed to test out how hard he could spank her before she’s had enough. He hit her hard against her ass, his palm hitting the most delicious part of it, and she cried out not expecting it at all. “How did that feel?” He asked, not wanting to scare her off.

“So good.” She said. “I can’t believe pain can feel like that.” That was all he needed. He spanked her, harder this time. The sounds echoing against the wall as he did. She had one of the most spankable asses he’s ever seen. He couldn’t wait to go pick up some toys to really shake things up. He hit her again, so hard that his palm was red from the impact. Before she could say anything though, he inserted himself deep into her again. He grabbed her ass with his nails, digging into her as he fucked her. He needed her to know that the pleasure she was receiving was because he deemed she was a good enough girl to receive it. It was for him, and him only. He slammed against her, going so deep into her he felt he could feel himself push against her womb. She cried out, slamming back into him with her hips, her ass and tits bouncing as she did. It was beyond pleasure.

He grabbed her hair for support and fucked her harder, slamming over and over again. This would be a quick cum. He could feel his balls tighten and he cried out her name, cumming into her once more, the cum now so much it was dripping down her legs. She immediately fell onto the bed, not able to move anymore. She panted hard, rolling on her back with her eyes closed.

He flicked his finger against her thighs, and shoved it in her mouth. “You’re not allowed to waste a single drop of my cum, do you understand me?” She nodded at him, sucking on his finger hard. It made him get hard again, but he knew she had had enough - for now. “You’re sore, aren’t you? Had enough?”

She nodded. “I can barely move my legs.”

“It’s okay babygirl. We’ll continue this another time.” He laid on top of her, stroking her hair gently again. “Was that too much for you?” He asked.

“I never thought pain could feel so much like pleasure.”

“There’s a thin line between them. When you’re in a state of lust like today, your body has a hard time telling the difference.”

“I can’t believe I never knew how good it could feel.” She said truthfully.

He chuckled. “Hah. I still haven’t shown you any of it.”

She opened her eyes to look at him. “Does that mean you’re staying longer?” She pouted.

“I… I don’t know. I don’t know how long we can keep this up without Broady being completely suspicious of us.” He admitted. He wanted to stay as much as she wanted him to. He hadn’t felt his heart start beating for someone in a very, very long time.

For now, he pet her gently, feeling her neck and her hair, letting her fall asleep in his arms as exhaustion overtook her. He would have to wake her up the next morning before Broady woke up. But for now, she deserved some rest.

Chapter 4

He kissed her gently to rouse her at 6a.m., and she groaned, turning her body towards him and snuggling up closer. He wasn’t used to this kind of affection, and stared down at her, feeling a little awkward. He wanted to run away, but he laid there, petting her head as softly as he could, not wanting her to leave. What the hell was happening to him?

It must’ve been the sex, it was similar to what he’s always done with the girls in his company, but it was different this time- more intense. Maybe it was because they formed an emotional connection prior to fucking, rather than just discussing sexual red-zones like he did with the other women. It was like… he could somehow read what was on her mind, what she needed from him, and what she craved next. It was intoxicating, and so very exciting for his weathered mind. She brought out this youthful attitude in him again, and he so selfishly wanted more. He shook his head, he needed to get her out of his mind, and needed to get her out of his bed. He shook her gently once more, and she woke up, staring at him with widened pupils. “Wha--” She said, confused about where she was.

“It’s time to wake up, Broady could be up at any time.” He said gently. She rubbed her eyes, still getting used to the daylight.

“Ah. Okay. Thank you for waking me up.” She said, and moved off the bed to put on her clothes. It upset her that she was no longer in the warmth of the blanket and his body’s radiating heat, but she knew he was right. She had no idea how Broady would react to such a thing.

“No problem.” He commented, and couldn’t help but stare at her body as she put her clothes back on. Why didn’t he snatch this up when he had the chance? Look at what he was missing out on. Look at those luscious curves. He had half a mind to grab her and fuck her again just to show her what pleasure he was capable of providing her.

“I’ll make some breakfast.” She said awkwardly, not knowing what they were anymore. He was acting really quiet and serious again, and she was terrified to think he didn’t want this anymore. Though the truth was, what could come out of this? She still couldn’t leave Broady, and he couldn’t stay with them forever. It would be better for both of them if they just ended this now before it got even more intense, but she didn’t know if she would be capable of doing so. She finally experienced what real sex could be like, how could it felt to be dominated and fucked in such a fashion. It was so addicting, and it came from a man who actually cared about people, who actually wanted to do good in the world. How rare was that?

He nodded at her and she touched the door knob, looking at him one last time before heading to the kitchen. She cracked some eggs on the pan and put some bread in the toaster, and hummed to herself as she did so. Music helped her destress, and it was something she really needed right now. He arrived a few minutes later, leaning against the kitchen frame and staring at her. “Need any help?” He asked, adjusting his cuffs.

“No, I’m almost done anyways.” She said, staring down at the pan and refusing to look at him.

“Listen- what I said last night, you know I’m right.” He started. She could feel her heart pounding away. “The more we do this the more Broady will be suspicious. He’s an idiot, I know, but he couldn’t possibly be that stupid. And… I can’t stay here forever.” He scratched the back of his head. “Honestly, I’ve never felt so conflicted before.” He wanted to be fully honest with her, because he knew she deserved it.

She stared at him, thinking. “You’re right, let’s pretend this never happened.” He cursed himself, why did she make it sound so easy? Now if he changed his mind, he would look like the one that was desperate. And after so many years of living a tough life, he didn’t look desperate for anyone. He couldn’t say anything though, and just nodded as she put on a smile. “Come, let’s eat.” She grabbed a few plates and walked to the dining room, her ass swaying from side to side again. There was a certain glow to her from last night, it was clear she had been fucked and satisfied, and Louie was happy to know it was himself that did it.

By 7:30a.m., Broady walked confidently into the room, not suspicious of a thing. He stared at the two of them eating their breakfast silently, and grabbed some food himself, shoving it in his face as he did. “You both ready for the event tonight?” He said, grinning. “We’re going to win some big bucks!”

Louie raised his eyebrows. “What event?”

“The charity event tonight, didn’t I tell you?” Broady asked, scratching his cheek.

“No. No, you did not.” Louie said, rolling his eyes at him. Tamira couldn’t help but giggle a little at that. Thankfully, Broady didn’t notice.

“Well the company is holding a charity event for all the staff and our clients, it's for sick kids or something.” He waved his hand dismissively. “The cool part is- it’s a casino event this year.” He grinned maliciously. “And you know I can make some big bucks with poker games.”

“From my understanding you’ve lost a hefty sum almost every time we’ve been together.” Louie said casually.

Broady glared at him. “Fucking lies.” He turned his head, finally paying attention to Tamira, which was rare for him. “You better wear something sexy tonight. Wouldn’t want any of my co-workers wives to look hotter than you.”

Tamira sighed, was this his way of complimenting her? “I’ll see what I can find.” She replied passively.

“Hmm…” Louie started before he could stop himself. “Why don’t we head out to the mall today and see if we can find you something nice? My treat.”

Tamira glanced at him, shocked. It was Broady that replied though, “Are you sure you want to take on such a task? It’s going to be very boring for you.” He commented.

“It’s alright, I would’ve just been staying at home anyways.” Louie grinned. The truth was, he knew Broady had her stuck inside the house all day, unable to socialize and see the outside world. He just wanted her to be able to go out without being so scared of repercussions.

Broady pat him on the back, laughing loudly. “What a nice brother you are, offering to dress my wife up nicely to show her off.” He whistled, “Better do a good job, or you’ll pay for it!”

Louie ignored him, and stared at Tamira, wondering if he had pushed her a little too far this time. She looked down at her food, her thoughts running wild. She didn’t know if she’d be able to stop herself from wanting to touch him if they were alone like that without Broady. Her plan was to stay as far away from him as possible in the house… but now… she had no idea what her body would tell her to do around him. She bit her lip, hard. This was not going to be good.

Chapter 5

After Broady left, carrying his suitcase and wearing one of his fanciest suits, Louie got up to change himself, deciding to wear something simpler for an afternoon out at the local mall. He was used to wearing a suit all the time, as that was how he was raised, but it wouldn’t do for today - not until the charity event, anyways. He came back wearing a simple black t-shirt and jeans, and Tamira couldn’t help but stare at him. How could he be so hot in such a simple outfit? And where was all this wanton lust coming from? She tried to ignore him, and stared into the distance as they entered the car together, neither saying a word.

Louie drove a stickshift, an old 50’s car she had no idea even existed. It was beautiful though, and just feeling the wind in her hair while being out with someone other than Broady was enough for her to be ecstatic. When he asked her where the closest mall was, she had to take a few seconds to think about it. When was the last time she’s even been somewhere other than the grocery store and Broady’s work events?

He ended up stopping the car and searching it up on his phone instead, then following the GPS instructions to finally get to what they were looking for. They stayed a few feet apart as they entered the building, both unsure of where their place was now. Louie hadn’t had to shop with another person for a very long time. He’s definitely picked out sexy outfits for his BDSM partners, but they never came along with him when he did. He asked her what style of clothing she was looking for and what store she was interested in, but she had been passive for so long about what she desired that she had no idea what she actually desired anymore. At the end, he had to just pick a store for her, deciding on a fancy-looking dress store that would probably have something perfect for her.

The ladies were eager to help them, sensing both of their wealth. “And what can we help you with today?” The first asked, grinning at the two of them fakely.

“Er…” Louie said, staring at Tamira for some help. She looked back, and shrugged. “We’re going to a casino-based charity event tonight, anything you’d suggest?”

“Oh, for sure. We’ll help her out.” The two women grabbed her and pushed her to the back of the store where the fancy changing rooms were, and left Louie to sit on one of the sofas in front of it, waiting for her with a steaming cup of tea.

Tamira exited 15 minutes later, right before he was going to get up and ask whether or not she was okay in there. It was a beautiful black dress that hugged her body tight, showing off her curves in all the best ways possible. Her breasts were almost popping out of it, eager to see more of the world. He almost dropped his tea on the ground looking at her. How the hell did Broady get so lucky? The universe was definitely unfair. He cleared his throat. “Uh, yes. Very nice.”

She spun around, staring at her reflection. “You think so?” She asked innocently. “I don’t know… I think it makes my ass look a little too large.” He cleared his throat again, but failed to reply with proper words. Isn’t that a good thing?? She shook her head, and went in for another outfit. If she was going to keep coming out with outfits like that he didn’t think he would be able to last any longer. He was already starting to get a slight erection thinking about what he wanted to do when he tore that dress off of her.

She came out in a red dress this time, which the women explained would be perfect for the casino theme. This time, the cleavage line was so long the middle bit came all the way down to expose her stomach. He gulped. Is this what women wore to parties these days? He would have rather she been naked over all this teasing. “Hmm… maybe not this one. A bit too… sparkly for me.” She said, and went in for more.

The ladies nodded, and moved out to help another customer. They knew this one would take some time, and had already picked out plenty of dresses to keep her company while she decided on what she wanted. There was a problem with the next dress though, and she called out for help, though the ladies were too preoccupied to hear her. Louie groaned, and walked in, hoping she wouldn’t be too undressed to make the situation even more awkward.

She stared at him when he pulled the door ajar, glancing at her. “Ah, Louie.” She said. “Do you think you can help me get the zipper down? I seem to be stuck.” He nodded, and watched as she pulled her hair up, exposing her neck to him. It looked so delicious he desperately wanted to bite down. He struggled a bit, but managed to pull the zipper down, exposing her back to him fully. He couldn’t help it anymore. He was now sporting a raging boner that was tight in his jeans and very uncomfortable. His body moved on its own, and he put his lips around her, sucking hard on her neck. She gasped out loud, completely not expecting something like this. Her body reacted on its own, leaning into him as he sucked hard and then moved further up, nibbling on her neck gently then up to her ears, where he knew she was sensitive. She moaned quietly and let him do as he pleased, just loving the attention he was giving her again.

“I’m sorry.” He whispered hotly in her ear. She could feel his hot breath against her ear and shivered at the contact. “I can’t help but touch you… I tried, I swear.”

She nodded. “I feel the same.” And turned around to face him. She placed her lips on his, and pushed him against the wall of the changing room, feeling bold. He reciprocated immediately, loving her immediate passion on his lips. He tasted her fully, sticking his tongue deep into her mouth and making her moan again. His fingers moved out as he did, and pulled her now unzipped dress fully down, making it fall on the ground around her. She barely paid attention to it, and continued to kiss him instead, putting her arms around his shoulders to centre her body. Now that her panties were exposed to him, he ground his hard dick against her, showing her how ready he was for her with just watching her in those sexy outfits.

She groaned out loud, feeling the bulge grind against her clit through his jeans. She needed them off of him. Now. She unzipped his pants and pulled it off him along with his boxers in one smooth motion. He glanced down and raised his eyebrows, shocked at her boldness. She blushed a bit. “Sorry, was I too eager?” She asked.

He shook his head. “No, just incredibly fucking hot.” He replied truthfully. He had to admit though, he didn’t like how she was pushing him against the wall like that. That was his job, and he needed to take command, fast. He spun around, slamming her against the wall instead. He lifted her legs up and wrapped them around him, and immediately slipped his hands into her panties, feeling for her wetness. He hissed - it was exactly what he had expected. She was so ready for him. Her juices soaked up his fingers, and he could feel how swollen she was, desperate for his touch. He complied, and pushed her panties aside. His dick didn’t want to wait this time, and he had no idea when the workers were coming back. If he wanted to do this, he would have to do it fast.

She stared at him like a deer in headlights, waiting for his next move. He wouldn’t be teasing her, not this time. He slammed into her, hard, making the wall behind her shake as she cried out. Her first scream was louder than any noise she made the night before, and he had to stuff his fingers into her mouth to stop her from making any more noise. She bit onto him, hard, knowing that he was doing this for her own good. He pounded her now, losing complete control of his abilities to stay calm. He could feel the bend of her vagina into her cervix, the little bumps and grooves of her insides, the milking of her pleasure around his dick. It was too much for him to handle. He felt completely overwhelmed by her in the best way possible. She wrapped around his body tight, not letting go of him for one second. Her every thrust matched his perfectly, and before he could control himself, he came hard inside of her, pumping load after load inside as he grunted hard. His fast and hard thrusts at the end drove her completely wild, and she came as well, her pussy pressing hard on him at all sides as she did. His fingers fell out of her mouth in his lust, and she screamed out, and bit his shoulders, letting all of her pleasure come out desperately as she did.

She released her legs from his body and dropped to the ground, letting out a huge sigh. “I can’t believe we lost control again.” She said, shaking her head.

“I know.” He said. “Your body is just… out of this world.” He commented.

“Just interested in my body, huh?” She teased, putting her clothes back on.

He shook his head. “You’re… mesmerizing, inside and out.” He winked.

“Wow, haven’t heard a compliment from a man in a very long time.” She didn’t want him to feel sorry for her, but she was speaking her truth, which was the best she could provide for him.

He nodded. “You deserve way more.” He sighed. “I should get out… they’re definitely suspicious at this point. Don’t want them to call the cops on us, imagine Broady’s face when he has to bail us out for fucking in public.” He chuckled.

Tamira laughed out loud at that, and shooed him out.

He stood outside awkwardly as he waited for her to finish up, the two girls staring at him as he did. They definitely knew something with the glare they were now giving him. This was so uncomfortable. She came out a moment later, smiling at them innocently. She held onto the first dress she wore, handing it to the girls. “I think I’m going to go with this one, thanks.” It was the most expensive option they gave her, and they were ecstatic at that, both forgetting everything that had just happened in the change room in an instant.

The two walked out with Louie carrying the fresh new bag, both now more confused than ever. “Should we talk about this?” She asked, biting her lip.

“Yes, I think we should.” He said, and pulled her into a nearby coffee shop. He ordered for the two of them while she waited, and walked over with the drinks and a few pastries for her to indulge in while they chatted.

She thanked him and glanced up at him, waiting for him to begin. He seemed to know what was going on better than her, though he looked almost as confused. He cleared his throat and began, “I think this needs to begin from the very beginning.” She nodded, though wondered what he was about to say. “Very soon after the girl of my dreams broke my heart all those years ago, my parents approached me with an offer for me to meet a beautiful girl they wanted to set me up with. I adamantly refused, telling them all girls are prone to betrayal and no one would make me love them as much as I loved her. I told them that if my brother wanted all of the women I loved, he could have them. I would never care about someone the same way again.” Her eyes widened. “Yes, it was you they were referring to.”

“When you walked down the aisle, I heavily regretted my decision. Why didn’t I just try to meet you once? Why was I so stupid?” She smiled, she had no idea he had felt this way. She remembered seeing him that day, but was too focused on getting married to Broady to pay attention to anyone else. Those were the days where he was still kind and gentle with her, after all. “I forgot you after a few years, drowning myself in my sexual escapades and still adamant about never loving a woman again.” She nodded. After the betrayal he went though, she could understand why he would never be able to get over it. “But… when I heard about our aunt passing and Broady invited me to come over, my mind was all over you again, thinking about what could’ve been all these years.”

“Honestly, I wanted to take revenge. I wanted to go up to Broady and seduce the woman he loved and take her away from him.” He said. Her heart started to pound. Was this all just a manipulation game? Brother against brother? Everything he said to her these few days was just a way to steal her away from Broady? “I know what you’re thinking. I’m despicable.”

She opened her mouth to speak, but he stopped her. “Wait, let me explain fully before you scream at me. I changed my mind as soon as I saw how lonely you were, and how badly he treated you. How could I break something that was already broken in the first place? And you… the way you speak, the way you move, the way you look at me. It was just like she did all those years ago, but way more intense. I feel this drive towards you I’ve honestly never felt towards anyone, and I truly believe you’re the girl of my dreams.”

Her breath catched. Why was he telling her all of this suddenly? “I… I don’t know what to say.”

“I know I’m just a foolish old man to think you’d ever feel the same towards me.” He said sadly.

She placed her hands on his, and pulled him hard, forcing him to stare at her eyes. “I feel exactly the same way, Louie. Exactly the same. But what the hell can we even do about it? Broady would kill us. My family would kill us.”

“Part of the reason why I’ve been trying to hide these thoughts from you.” He sighed. “I never thought I would be able to feel this way again, and to get that in return.” He blushed slightly, and Tamira couldn’t help but laugh. He was so headstrong all the time it was weird to see him show such emotion.

“I know we’ll get it all sorted out as long as we’re in this together.” She said determinedly. “For now, we should probably get back and get ready for the party, then discuss our next steps when we have more time.”

He paused for a second. “I… I think I have somewhere I need to go first.”

Tamira glanced up at him, confused, then nodded, letting him lead her on. They left their half-drunken mugs behind in the coffee shop, both with too much on their mind to focus on anything else. Louie searched for something on his GPS quietly and placed it on his charger, not saying a word. She trusted him, and didn’t bother prying about where they were going.

He only had to turn right on the block to find what he was looking for - a small adult store in the middle of town. Her heart started pounding when she saw it, wondering what sinister things he had planned for her. He held onto her hand and after he opened the car door for her, and led her into the store. He told her to wait at the door, and walked up to the cashier, determinedly whispering in her ear regarding what he was looking for. The woman looked at Tamira, and then Louie, and nodded, grinning from ear to ear. “I have just what you’re looking for, sir.”

She came back with a box a few moments later, and handed it to him without saying a second word. After a tap of his card, Louie came back to her and kissed her on the cheeks. She blushed furiously, it was an action she hadn’t received in a very very long time. She wondered absentmindedly what else she should be expecting from such a man in her upcoming days.

Chapter 6

It was 4p.m. by the time they went home, and both went to their separate rooms to get ready. Tamira put on her black dress, and stared at herself in the mirror. Her brown skin seemed to blend into the dress quite well, but the sequins that adorned it was what made her fall in love with it. She was right earlier, it did make her ass a bit larger than normal, but there was no real harm in that. She was feeling confident about herself for the first time in a while, and it made her feel very powerful.

She decided to look elegant, and pinned her hair up with what felt like hundreds of pins, making sure every strand was completely in place. She left one in the front, it was wavy and highlighted her face very well. She then put some light makeup on, making sure to make her eyelids particularly glittery with gold. It matched the sequins on her dress perfectly. When she was finally ready, she sauntered out of the room, looking for Louie.

He spotted her as soon as she exited, his mouth completely gaped in shock. “Damn you clean up well.” He said, grinning.

She looked at him up and down, loving how the suit highlighted the muscles in his arms. “You do as well, Louie.”

“I love my name on your lips.” He said, staring at her darkly again. “I’d like to fuck you hard on this sofa right here… but we’ll be late, and you know how Broady is.” He winked.

Her breath hitched at the mere thought of what he was offering, and nodded, a little disappointed. He noticed, and continued. “Though I do have something prepared for you, I think you’ll like it very much.” She raised her eyebrows at him, confused. He knelt down in front of her, feeling her legs from her ankles all the way to her thighs, his expert fingers grazing against it softly. She moaned slightly, loving any sense of touch she receives from him. He lifted her dress up and kissed her thighs, sucking on the skin slightly where it was sensitive. She gasped, and put her fingers in his hair. “All of this is mine, Tamira. All of it.” He whispered.

He moved his hands into his pocket and pulled out the box from the adult store earlier while grinning up wickedly at her. He opened it, revealing a small black vibrator and a remote control not connected to it. It had a sleek design, and bent in two ways to touch both the vagina and the clitoris. She had never owned a sex toy before, and was shocked to see such an object in his hands. He pulled her panties down, his gaze still directly on her as he did.

He grinned when he saw her glistening lips, already slightly wet for him just from a few simple touches. “I see your body is still reacting to me very well.” He commented. She gasped when he put the toy into his mouth, coating it completely in wet saliva. He then stuck it inside of her, placing it in the perfect position to touch both of her most sensitive spots. She breathed in hard at the sensation, not knowing what to expect in the slightest. He pulled her panties back on and then her dress down, nodding at his work. “This will do.” He said as he stood back up.

He didn’t say another word as he pocketed the box again and held onto her hand. “Shall we?” He asked and she nodded, following him to his car once more.

The party was extravagant to say the least. Expensive cars were pulling into the lot next to them, and people adorned in wild but beautiful dresses exited, smiling gracefully as they did. Broady’s company had rented a huge venue, though they would be only allowed on the first floor where all the casino games were located. As one of the wives of the lawyers present, she should’ve been one of the main stars of the show, but Broady loved to reduce her worth, and told her she wouldn’t be good enough to perform the speeches properly and he didn’t trust her much in front of his friends.

Louie let go of her hand as soon as they entered. Though she was upset, she understood why he did it. Now was not the time for Broady to start freaking out in front of everyone, he didn’t deserve that - no matter how terrible of a person he was.

At first, he was nowhere to be found, and the two of them decided to play some games while they waited. They were having a lot of fun with the poker game, despite Tamira being completely terrible at it - being her first time. She was laughing away at her terrible call when Broady came up behind her, grinning. “Well there you are! I’ve been looking for you everywhere sweetheart!” Sweetheart? Disgusting. She thought.

She smiled gently and held onto his hand, which was placed on her shoulder. “We thought we would play a few rounds of poker while we waited for you to arrive.”

Louie stared at the two of them. He hadn’t felt jealousy like that since Broady had taken his woman all these years ago, and it brought out a dark side in him, one that he didn’t like very much. He would have to learn to contain himself. “Come, you should come say hello to everyone, they’re all excited to see you.” Broady said.

“Ah, but I still have some chips left!” She complained.

He gripped her shoulder hard, something only Louie noticed. “No, no. You can come back and play later. Come. Louie, you too.”

The two of them nodded, and both pocketed their chips, following Broady onwards for him to show Tamira off. He whispered to Louie loudly, “Thanks for the outfit, Louie. It exposes just the right amount of skin.” He winked.

“I think she looked stunning.” He replied curtly. Broady waved him off, and grinned at the two men who were standing in front of them.

“Hello! Tamira, you remember Peter and Eddie Minsk from last year’s Christmas celebration.” She nodded, though she had no idea who they were.

“Pleasure to see you again.” She said calmly. She stared at Louie when she realized her vibrator had started buzzing. She had completely forgotten about it, and had no idea he would be able to control it from wherever he had the remote in his pocket. It was on the lowest setting and already felt amazing, it was grinding against all the right spots on her body, and she wanted to grind against it more to feel more pleasure.

Ah, was this a way for Louie to get back at Broady? To embarrass him in front of all of his colleagues? It was despicable, but she did find it kind of funny. She wouldn’t let him in though, she wouldn’t react no matter how bad she wanted to. He would feel too much satisfaction from that. She pretended like nothing was going on, and continued to speak to the two men like nothing was wrong. Louie seemed confused at first, but caught up to her game immediately. It got him hard just knowing how much she challenged him on a daily basis, she was nothing like the other girls he’s taken on as slaves all these years.

They continued meeting a few groups of people that meant nothing to either of them, with both solely focused on the game they were silently playing, wondering when the other one would cave. For Tamira, it was becoming more and more difficult for her to focus properly. She wanted to cum desperately, and she could feel the juices flowing down her thighs from the sensation between her legs. How could such a small device provide such powerful vibrations? She half-hoped Louie would let her keep it after for her own personal use. Though now that she would be with him, she probably wouldn’t have to use it very often.

When Broady finally let them go after an hour and they could be alone to talk, Louie increased the vibrators to the maximum, and stared at her as she fidgeted and ground against it, her face clearly flushed from the experience. “Tamira?” He asked, humour in his eyes. “Are you okay? You look at little… hot and bothered.”

She grimaced at him, but smiled none-the-less. “You know exactly what’s going on, mister.”

He leaned in to whisper in her ear, his hot breath against her, “And what exactly is going on, my dear?”

“Your goddamn remote control vibrator!” She moaned out loud at a particular good vibration. “What is this thing? How does it feel so good?” She cursed.

“Hah.” He smiled. “I’m glad you’re enjoying it, honey. Only the top of the line for you.” He winked.

She leaned her arms on his shoulder, breathing heavily, her body completely out of her control. “Louie… I can’t take this. Stop this thing for the love of god, or I’m going to cum right here, right now.”

“Maybe that’s the plan.” He said, loving the heat of her body against his. She moaned particularly loud again, and ground against the vibrator more. As she approached closer and closer to orgasm, he could smell her arousal around him, and it seemed to drag him in further. He pressed the button to turn off the device, and she glared up at him, completely confused.

“Why did you stop?” She demanded.

“You asked me to stop.” He grinned.

“Not when I’m about to cum!” She groaned.

“You’re going to be patient, slut. I determine when you cum, learn that.” He tilted her chin up to look at him, his gaze fiery as he told her who was boss.

She nodded, and gulped. She didn’t know how she felt about his dominant side, but it did make her flood her panties, so it was probably a good thing. She was about to complain again when the MC called the floor for announcements, and she saw Broady walk up to the stage, seemingly very proud of his accomplishments.

“Hello ladies and gentleman!” He said as he took the mic. “I’m very pleased you’re all here tonight to join us at the charity event. Before I begin my speech, I’d like to welcome my wife and brother to the stage. The former was a great inspiration for me for my entire career, and the latter provided one of the biggest donations tonight. Please, a round of applause to welcome them.” The crowd all turned to look at them as she put her hand around Louie’s arm and walked up to the stage with him. She was shocked Broady was even providing her time on the stage, something she’s never had before. What was his goal, here? As well, she had no idea Louie had contributed money to this thing. Was this why Broady asked him to come in the first place? To get more of his brother’s money into his pockets?

After they arrived, Broady took out a piece of paper and began his long-winded speech. She fidgeted beside him, wondering how long this was going to take. She didn’t like the spotlight on her, especially when she was currently having an affair with his brother. Louie had more malicious plans though, and the vibrator started humming again in her crotch. She glared at him. This was the absolute worst time to do this to her, with hundreds of people watching. He increased it to the highest vibration immediately, and she gasped out loud. Her sensations from before came back right away, and she needed to cum. The pressure was building up too much, and she honestly didn’t care if she was being a slut in front of all of Broady’s colleagues. She had to let go, now.

Louie seemed to sense her desperation, and let her lean on him as she felt it. She moaned out loud, her eyes closing completely. She ground hard against it, and felt it rub against her clit in the best way possible. It drove her over the edge, and her nails dug into Louie as she came, hard. She rode the orgasm over and over, feeling the sensation as she flooded her panties even more. When it was over, she opened her eyes to see that Broady’s speech was over, and the two of them were still awkwardly standing there, with Broady now walking off the stage. She smiled at the crowd and followed, though it was hard for her to walk properly. She almost tripped in the process in her long black heels.

Louie chuckled when they were finally alone again, then stared down darkly at her. “That was very good Tamira. You came for me when I demanded it, good girl.” He said.

“That was completely crazy. What if I just started screaming in front of everyone? Imagine what kind of names they’d call me after!?” She said, though she found it hilarious as well.

“Ah, I knew you’d be able to handle it, baby. I have complete faith in you.” He kissed her on the forehead. She appreciated it, and felt warmness down her body. “Now that you’re satisfied… I guess we can go home now.” He said. She glanced up at him, her pupils wide. She didn’t have to say a word for him to know exactly how she was feeling. “You’re not satisfied, are you? You want my dick inside of you?” He asked calmly.

She bit her lip, she didn’t want to admit such a dirty thing, but she knew she wouldn’t be able to sleep tonight without being fucked by him again. She nodded. “What a slut you are. I guess I’ll have to comply.” They exited the building without saying goodbye to Broady. He would be too drunk at this point to even notice their absence, and both knew he wouldn’t be coming home that night.

As soon as they reached home, Louie demanded that she stripped for him. She pulled down her zipper and her dress fell in the middle of the living room, exposing her lacey bra and matching panties, which was still completely soaked from her orgasm earlier.

“Ah, that’s what I like from my slut. Completely ready for me at all times.” He could smell her lust on her, and it made him even harder. He grabbed her hair and bent her over the sofa, knowing that he had to fulfill his promise from earlier. Besides, it was the optimum height for fucking from behind. He pulled down his suit plans and positioned himself, grinding against her hard with his erect dick. She moaned, and ground back against him, already so ready for him. Just the thought of being fucked made her even wetter the entire car ride, and she had no idea when she became such a whore for him.

“Ask for it.” He said, as he hit her clit with the tip of his dick. She moaned, but didn’t say a word. This was so embarrassing! He frowned, and slapped her hard on the ass. “Tamira, I said - ask for it. Properly, like a good girl.”

“But… “ She bit her lip. “Sir, it’s embarrassing.” She explained.

“Do what I ask you to do the first time.” He was still grabbing onto her hair with his left hand, and slapped her hard on her ass with his other. Truthfully, he would be able to do this all night. Watch her ass jiggle against his hands and get redder and redder by the second. The sounds echoing against the walls didn’t hurt, either. She groaned out loud at the pain of that one, but got even wetter, showing how much she loved the abuse.

“Fuck me. Please, sir. I need your dick inside of me.” She couldn’t take it anymore, and he complied in a second, demonstrating that he would give her what she wanted as long as she was a good girl and asked for it properly. He fucked her hard, slamming into her over and over again as her body arched against the sofa.

It was the same one she masturbated on the first night he arrived, and she couldn’t help but think of how far they’ve gotten since that night as she moaned and groaned underneath his strong thrusts. She matched him perfectly, making sure he hit her G-spot with every hit. It was addicting, and she knew they would be fucking like animals for the rest of their lives.

Both came a few moments later, but it didn’t stop them for a second. He fucked her on the kitchen counter immediately after, and then on her and Broady’s bed. He dominated her in every part of the house, and she couldn’t believe he had so much energy to last all night like that.

When she was finally too sore to even sit properly on her ass, he let her rest, and they cuddled up together, loving each other’s company. She couldn’t believe this was her life now.

Chapter 7

The next morning, before they even had the chance to wake up fully, Tamira stared at Louie and said: “I think we need to talk to Broady.” She spent her whole life hiding from him, and couldn’t stand having to wait for another second. She dragged a surprised Louie after her as she placed her butt firmly on the driver’s seat and started the car.

“You can drive a stick?” He asked in a surprise tone. She nodded, and headed towards Broady’s work, one of the only places she had memorized the directions to. Her mind was racing as they waited in the elevator for their floor, she had a speech prepared in mind by the time they reached the top, but forgot all of it by the time she stood face to face with her husband.

She stared at Louie, waiting for him to say something. It was Broady who spoke first. “What are you two doing here? Where did you go last night? I couldn’t find you after the speech.” He had his feet up on his desk, and he was playing with something on his phone. He had sunglasses on from his major hangover.

“Um…” Louie said, glancing down at Tamira. “We both came here to talk to you.” He said.

She shoved him, now was not the time for him to be nice. “Broady. I want a divorce.” She said with a clear tone. “Louie here has made me realize how much of an asshole you are, and I no longer want you to be in my life.”

“He fucking what?” Broady asked, slamming his foot on the ground and glaring at the two of them. “You whore, you fucked my brother, didn’t you? You think you can seduce him with your ugly little tits?”

She stared back at him, not backing down. He approached her now, his fists clenching so hard they were turning white. “I’m going to fucking murder you.” He raised his fist at her, and Louie pushed him back, making him fall back a few steps.

“Don’t touch my girl.” He said determinedly.

“Your girl? She’s my fucking wife. You were the one who didn’t want this little whore all these years ago, and now you want her?” Broady demanded.

“You and Katherine broke my heart, making me not desire a woman’s love for many years. Tamira has changed that for me, and she’s who I want now. We’re leaving. If you ever threaten her again, I will hunt you down, and kill you. Do you understand me?” Louie said firmly. “And when the divorce papers come your way, fucking sign them and move on. Don’t you dare try to contact Tamira you asshole.”

Broady stared at him, completely shocked at his brother’s resolve. Louie grabbed her hand and walked her out, his body shaking from being so heated. He breathed out in the elevator, letting go of his anger slightly as he did. She looked at him, feeling a swirl of emotions at once. “I can’t believe that just happened.” She said.

“It has.” He replied, and put her in his arms. “Now you’re a free woman. How does it feel?” She giggled.

“Liberating.”

“There’s still a lot we have to sort out… but let’s go home for now and pack your stuff… and then we can discuss our next steps, okay?” He said gently.

She nodded, she would be willing to go anywhere with this man.

Epilogue

The next few months were a whirlwind. She had to call her parents along with Louie, who had asked her to tell them everything that Broady had done to her all these years. She didn’t think it would make much of a difference, but it did. Her mother was completely appalled at this, and couldn’t believe her daughter would make such a sacrifice to make her family’s fortune last longer. She told her no amount of money would ever compare to her daughter being treated in such a fashion, and was thankful that it was finally over and that she trusted her enough to finally tell her.

The news about her wanting to be with Broady’s older brother was shocking to them all, as they couldn’t believe someone with the same blood would be any different. She reassured them he was a very gentle and loving guy, and would give her the entire world if she just asked for it. He would also be helping them with their financial needs, which was even more than what Broady was supplying before. This made them very happy, and they welcomed him with open arms.

Now that everything was resolved, Tamira realized she would finally have to reveal to Louie a secret of her own. During their few days of lust at her old home, she had completely failed to realize that she was not on any form of birth control. Her minds were on so many other matters that she had just assumed she was taking her usual pills even though she stopped it because of her lack of sex with Broady a few months earlier. This, in combination with all the cum that was put inside of her those few days, assured that she would become pregnant with Louie’s child. She had told him on one of their weekly dates at a nice restaurant, while holding his hand and smiling gently at him.

He was completely shocked, though had realized she was acting a little different the past few days. He never believed he would ever have any children from the path he was walking on, and didn’t even consider the possibility that it could ever happen. It had, and his heart seemed to swell up completely at the thought of having a baby with Tamira, despite his age. They would have to make do, and combat this new battle together with their family.

He loved her very much, and was determined to spend the rest of his days with her, exploring and learning from her body and mind more and more while they grew old together.