Contract And Marriage

Contains Mature

Sarina

“I wish you had told me first before deciding to come here,” I said as I picked up my parents in Cubao. I just came from there, and you already missed me,” I added. Is this how parents are? Wait, did I do or say something that warranted their worry? I shook my head when I didn’t recall anything. Maybe they were just really worried about me. And I understand that I left too early as well.

“Oh, dear, you know you would have stopped us from doing this. It’s better to surprise you so you can’t make any excuses. I’ve wanted to come here for a long time to see what kind of life you have here in Manila. Being alone is hard, especially for a young woman like you. I just want to make sure that you are safe where you are staying and that no harm will ever come your way,” my mother replied. She’s always like that. Thinking about things she shouldn’t even have to worry about.

“Also, I want to personally thank your boss for lending us the money to pay off my debt,” my father added as I led them to the waiting vehicle. I wanted to tell them that they didn’t need to thank him because I had already used my body for it. But of course, I couldn’t say that, so I just shut my mouth before we got into the Uber car I had booked.

“Are we not going to stop being thankful? I’ve already thanked him, and now you want to thank him, too,” I replied, rolling my eyes internally. I didn’t want any of them to see it because it would only make them curious. Doing that is unusual when talking about someone they thought had helped us financially.

“You are really something; you know how big of a help he was to us,” said my mother. She was really grateful to that crazy pervert, Maximus. I wonder what she would say when she found out that he was ravishing her daughter to make the most of the 10 million he pays me?

Maximus is at his office now, and last night, I didn’t stop until I convinced him not to tell my parents about us. We’ll just make it look like, after his successful operation, he still chose to stay with him because he still needs to be monitored. He didn’t want to because he didn’t want me to sleep in another room. He didn’t want to miss a day without fucking me, so I made a promise to do everything he wanted if he agreed.

We didn’t let Lisa come in for now, and she was thankful because it was timely. She needed to stay with her daughter-in-law, who had just given birth. Before talking to Maximus, I already put my things in the other room so my parents wouldn’t think we slept in the same room.

“This house of your boss is beautiful, dear!” my mother exclaimed. “Although it’s not what I had expected, it didn’t change the fact that it’s beautiful.” I creased my forehead after hearing that. I didn’t know that she had her expectations, and I wonder what that is.

“What were you expecting with his house, Mom?” I asked curiously.

“Just like the ones in the TV dramas I watched on the television. You know, big garden, grand staircase, and living room,” she explained, making me shake my head.

“This is a condo, so you won’t be able to see something like that. But Maximus does have a big house that you think he has.” It would be better if I told her that so she wouldn’t think less of my husband.

“Oh, Rina, it’s not like you’ve never seen a beautiful house before,” my father scolded her. He’s always strict. I don’t know why he was like that when my mother was so nice and kind. I began to wonder how they ended up together.

“Of course, it’s different here in Manila. The Satudez’s house is huge; it’s a mansion, but it’s very modern here,” my mother replied as she continued looking around. “And it’s high!” I couldn’t help but smile at her innocence.

“Please sit down first, and I’ll just put your things in your room,” I said as I carried their bag and brought it to the room I’d be using while they were here. Do you want to rest first? It’s a long and tiring trip; you might be sleepy and tired.”

“No, dear, you know your mother and I are used to it.” And it’s true. They didn’t feel dizzy even on the ferry.

“That’s right, dear. By the way, where is your boss?” my mother asked.

“He’s at the office, mom. It’s not like he wouldn’t go to work because of you.”

“It’s good that he trusts you to stay in his house. Don’t break that trust, okay?” my beloved mother reminded me. I smiled at her and nodded so she would stop talking and not notice anything else.

It was almost lunchtime when my mother volunteered to cook, so I let her. It’s hard to stop her. I just taught her how to use the induction and rice cooker because we don’t have those in the province, and she’s used to lighting a fire on our wood stove.

I watched and guided her in using the new appliances. I thought of buying her nice kitchen tools because she loves cooking. I smiled at the thought. Yes, that’s right. So she would be more motivated to cook for my father and brother’s family.

We were setting the table when Maximus arrived. My parents quickly stood up as if they were soldiers. “Good day, sir,” my father said, making Maximus frown before looking at me, and I gave him a pleading look to play along.

“Good day, sir, ma’am,” Maximus said. My father and I were both stunned. “Just call me Maximus since you’re the parents of my wi-I mean, of Sarina.” I was so nervous, so I glared at him. I’m sure he intentionally slipped that in his dirty mouth.

“It’s embarrassing,” my mother said.

“Don’t be embarrassed. Your daughter cared for me when I couldn’t walk or see.” My husband said kindly, smiling sweetly, so my father agreed to his request.

“Alright, Maximus, if that’s what you want. You’re just in time; I just finished cooking, so join us if you don’t mind.”

“Sure, Mom, I’m really hungry,” he said happily. I saw my father relaxed, probably thinking Maximus was a good boss to me, which is true. He’s kind and even invites Lisa to eat with us sometimes, though he doesn’t insist if she declines.

And so we ate, and I saw my husband enthusiastically complimenting my mother’s cooking. But he almost choked when my parents mentioned the 4 million debt, which wasn’t true.Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

Maximus quickly looked at me, understood what I meant, and played along. I was restless, fearing Maximus might say something revealing, so I kept talking to my parents.

When we finished, my father washed the dishes while my mother and I were in the living room. Maximus was in our room, and I hoped he wouldn’t come out. “Sarina, where did you put my purple polo that I wore for a meeting?” Speaking of the devil. Why would he ask me about that? Is he going somewhere?

I looked at him, “It’s in the closet,” I said, even though I didn’t know which purple polo he meant.

“I can’t find it,” he said before returning to the room.

“Oh dear, you should get it; that’s how rich people are,” my mother said. I looked at her. “Go on, what are you waiting for?” she urged, so I stood up to go to Maximus.

I knocked before opening the door, and my husband grabbed me as soon as I entered. “What do you think you’re doing?” I scolded him.

“I want a quickie.” Then he covered my mouth with his and started sucking my lips. I was only wearing a skirt, so he quickly reached inside my panties and started playing with my clit. Damn, this is going to be a real quickie since I feel myself starting to get wet.

“Hmm… you smell good, wifey..” he murmured.

He lifted me and pressed me against the door before pushing my panties aside and inserting his dick. “Ahhh…” I moaned loudly, and Maximus quickly kissed me. He kisses me as he roughly thrusts into me so I won’t make noise.

“Fuck, you’re a screamer, my wife,” he whispered to me. “I need to keep you quiet while I fuck you,” he added, kissing me again and pounding me until we both came. We were panting, and he hadn’t pulled out yet. We looked at each other, and he smiled. “I want your parents here, so you can’t refuse.” I slapped his chest, and he laughed.