Diary of a Male Maid (19 page)

She drummed her fingers to the song on the radio. "You might have to testify in Alex's trial, but other than that, yep it's over."
 

"That means you’re going to have to marry me on that date I picked out."
 

She looked right at me and smiled. "I already priced save the date magnets."
 

She grabbed my hand and held it as we made our way back to my place. I needed a shower and something to eat, but nothing could make me happier than holding Karrie's hand and talking about our future.
 

Chapter 22
 

I should have known that my friends and family would do something to celebrate my release. As we walked into the apartment that I shared with my friends, a crowd of people welcomed me with loud shouts of 'surprise'. My parents were the first to come up and greet me. While hugging me, my mother started to cry. "My poor boy. I just knew you were innocent. We never doubted you."
 

My father patted me on the back instead of making a scene like my mother was. "Glad to have you home, son."
 

All I could think about was how much the damn lawyer fees must have cost them. Since they hadn't been working as much, I knew they couldn't afford it. I'd have to find some way to pay them back as quickly as possible; some way that had nothing to do with sex.
 

My friends all had beers in their hands as I made my way through the crowd of familiar faces. As I headed into the kitchen to get myself a cold one, I spotted another familiar face talking to Karrie. Mrs. Jones was standing in the corner of the small kitchen with a glass of wine in her hand. When I approached them, they both smiled. Mrs. Jones walked right up to me and hugged me. "Sebastian, darling, I am so very sorry that you had to go through something so traumatizing. You have a good woman at your side, that's all I'm going to say."
 

I looked at Karrie and put my arm around her. While kissing the side of her face, I whispered in her ear, "I love you."
 

She smiled and turned her attention back to Mrs. Jones. "You’re the reason this all worked out. I think you two need to sit down and talk. I’m sure Bastian has a bunch of questions." I was shocked that Karrie was suggested I have
alone time with this woman, especially after she knew that I'd slept with her.
 

"Can we talk about it in here?" I looked over at Karrie in a confused way and I think she realized just what I was actually implying.
 

"How about we all three go in your room for a couple minutes?" She motioned for where Mrs. Jones needed to head and grabbed my hand. "We talked, Bastian. I'm okay, really I am," she whispered.
 

Mrs. Jones sat on the chair at my desk, while Karrie and I sat on the bed. I looked from one woman to the other. "So, what happened?"
 

"Karrie came to my house a couple weeks ago. You can imagine how upset she was about what was happening to you. I had no idea Alex was involved. I knew she was a troubled girl, but never thought in a million years she would be capable of something so horrible. Once Karrie told me about the blackmail scheme, I knew exactly what Alex was after. You
see, if she could prove that I was unfaithful to my husband, it would be grounds for an immediate divorce and my husband's money would go to his daughter. I knew the risks I was taking when we were together, Sebastian. You need to understand that after so many years of being in a happy marriage, I was so lonely after my husband’s accident. I miss him more than words can say. So, to appease my time, I found myself looking for ways to smile again." She looked at Karrie and then looked down to the ground. "I took advantage of your situation, and I am sorry for that. I didn't think about how us doing things would affect everyone else."
 

"It's water under the bridge. Don't worry about it. I told Karrie about everything and we just want to put the past behind us."
 

She smiled. "Good. I'd hate to break up a lovely couple like you two. Anyway, when Karrie came to me asking for help, I felt like it was the least I could do. I looked into Alex's phone records and found out she was talking to Mr. Smith
several times a day. When he would claim to be away for work, she would disappear for days. I know the owner of one of the hotels and it happened to be one they frequented. After I followed them several times and saw them in compromising situations, I knew I had to get the police involved.
 

I can imagine how hard it was for Karrie to get them to listen, but when a socialite like me starts breathing down their necks, they pay attention. It took them a couple days to get back to me. After they did their own checking, it was obvious they were involved. When I presented them with my pre-nup information and Karrie's statement about Sebastian being blackmailed, they started to piece together a young girl’s desperate attempt at getting all of our money and running away with her sugar daddy. I don't know how much that piece of shit husband was involved, but they charged his ass too. Serves him right, if you ask me. That woman took care of him for twenty-five years and he makes plans to leave her for someone his children's age. They wonder why us women
sleep with the pool boys and tennis coaches." She took a large drink of her wine. I appreciated that she didn't say maid.
 

"What really sealed her fate was when I agreed to wear a wire and get her to confess. I don't know much about Alex, but I do know how to piss her off. It only took a few accusations for her to spill about everything she'd done. She admitted to everything in less than two minutes. If her father could see this, it would kill him for sure. I'm glad he's in that hospital and oblivious to it all."
 

I listened to her every word and when she was done talking, I didn't know what to say to show my appreciation for what she'd done for me. "I have no way to repay you. Hell, I'm going to be repaying my legal fees for the next ten years."
 

Karrie patted me on the leg.
 

Mrs. Jones cleared her throat and waved to get my attention. "You don't have any legal fees, dear. I took care of everything."
 

"You what?"
 

"Sebastian, I feel responsible for this happening to you. The least I could do was pay the legal fees. I didn't know you for that long of a time, but you seem to have a good head on your shoulders. You knew what was right and wrong, even if you didn't always go the safe route. I admire your courage. I can't imagine what the last month was like for you. There wasn't a second that I didn't think about you being in that prison."
 

I understood how she would feel like that, but it wasn't her fault. Alex wasn't her child or her responsibility. She was a grown damn woman, who should have had the sense to know right from wrong. Her father had made sure she was given a top-notch education at one of the best boarding schools in the world. Surely, the girl knew that what she was doing was highly illegal and not an intelligent decision. I suppose she did it for love. No matter what the case, she was wrong. Dumb bitch.
 

"I appreciate that. If my parents were doing better I would have insisted on handling things myself, but I can use all the help I can get." Plus, she had so much money she didn't know what to do with it.
 

"I'm really going to miss my dear friend. She was a fine woman. It's a real shame what happened to her. I found out at the funeral that her son's girlfriend is expecting a child. They never got a chance to tell her. It's just so sad."
 

I reached my arm around Karrie's waist. "The biggest shame is that now they won't have either of their grandparents. I had a lot of time to think while I was locked up. I mostly thought of everything I wanted to do in life that I didn't think I would have a chance to do. One thing that bothered me the most was that the person that really committed the crime was out there living their life. I didn't see the justice in the system at all. I promised myself that if I ever got out, I would try to do something to make a difference in cases like mine. So, thank you for giving me the chance to
have my life back. You have no idea how much I am indebted to you."
 

"The pleasure is all mine. If either of you need anything, you know where to find me. Now, if you'll excuse me, I think I better get going. I know your mother doesn't exactly think it is appropriate that I'm here. I hope that you will both keep in touch. It gets lonely in that big house and my friends haven't exactly been forthcoming since the murder."
 

We watched Mrs. Jones leave my bedroom. I knew there was a house full of people waiting for my attention, but there was only one person that I wanted to be with. I pulled Karrie in close and kissed those sweet lips that I had missed so much. "I thought you'd have a new boyfriend by now," I teased.
 

She ran her hands up my t-shirt. "I was only giving you until the thirtieth day and then I was moving on for sure."
 

We both laughed. "Damn. Good thing I got out." I ran over and locked my bedroom door. "There was one thing that I thought about every single night."
 

Our kiss this time was slower and as our tongues met, I reached up and unhooked her bra. "My tits?"
 

I shook my head and kissed her again, while slowly squatting down in front of her. I unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them down over her hips. "I thought about the way your pussy tastes." I slid her panties to the side and kissed those perfect lips. Right away I could smell the scent of her sweet musk. She kicked her pants off the rest of the way and shoved her hips toward my face. I took another lick of her tantalizing pussy. I used two fingers to surround her clit and moved them back and forth, using just the right amount of friction to make her moan. "I missed the way you tasted on my tongue. I missed these sweet pussy lips and how smooth they always are." I used my tongue and flicked at her bud, over and over. The pressure of my tongue combined with two fingers sliding
in and out of her, caused her body to immediately start bucking. She cried out while I sucked her clit right into my mouth.
 

The moment she began to relax, I stood up and turned her around. I slapped at her ass, making her jump and let out a little cry. "Now, I need to fuck you."
 

I didn't wait for permission. I took what I wanted and shoved my hard cock right into that wet pussy. She cried out and pushed her ass into my thrusts. It felt so good, like it was the first time I'd ever had sex. Sure, I'd gone longer than a month before, but I think from living though what I had, it made it more emotional for me. The sounds of our skin smacking together turned me on so much. I could feel myself losing control. Knowing that there was a house full of people gave me a reason to let it happen. I pounded her harder than ever before. My fingers dug into each side of her hips as I used them to thrust forcefully. The more she moaned, the faster I went. I filled her with my release, while falling atop her
back. Karrie held most of my weight until I could come down from my emotional high. I kissed her a few more times on her shoulder before pulling out of her. We rushed to get dressed and make ourselves look the same as we did before we came into the room. I looked over at my beautiful girlfriend, the person I owed so much to. "That was way better than a hamburger."
 

She rolled her eyes and laughed while we walked back toward our guests.
 

Chapter 23
 

Five years later…
 

If someone had asked me how my life was going to turn out a couple of years ago, I wouldn’t have had an answer for them. At first, I wanted to major in business and have some kind of desk job where I worked regular business hours and came home to a family every night. I imagined myself with a leather brief case strapped over my shoulder and kissing my wife and kid (or kids) before heading out every morning.
 

Sure, my life wouldn’t have been amazing or something that raised an eyebrow when I spoke about it, but it would have been mine and I would have been proud of it. I guess it’s a good thing that I can look back on that and smile. No one that had ever known me, would have thought I’d have the life I was living now.
 

Five years ago, once the controversy of what I’d been through finally wore off, I was interviewed by a local news media about my whole ordeal. My friends teased me saying that from having sexual relations with married women, it had somehow made me an overnight celebrity. In the beginning, when it all happened I was so ashamed. It wasn’t just my relationship with Karrie that made me feel guilty. I was sleeping with someone’s wife. If the tables were turned, I would be devastated to find out that my wife had cheated on me, regardless what our current relationship was. Obviously, there was something lacking in both of these women’s relationships. It still wasn’t a good enough excuse for me to do that.
 

I guess I turned into a real pussy when I’d spent time in jail. I missed my girlfriend and feared that she would get tired of me being the reason people were whispering behind her back. I knew letting her go the first time was a mistake, but
losing her because of my actions was a totally different scenario.
 

Since I’d been incarcerated during the week of finals, I didn’t get any of my credits for that semester. Even though I was acquitted of all charges, the damage to my reputation still remained. It didn’t matter that I was innocent. People still felt that I had committed certain other crimes. I thought about re-enrolling and taking everything over again, except I also had to think about whether or not I was willing to be without Karrie again. She’d stuck by me and forgiven me when nobody else did. I loved her completely and knew she was the only person I could see myself being with.