Forbidden Love

Chapter Two - A Moment of Bliss

It had merely been two hours since the speaking of vows, and the last of the guest at the ceremony decided to call it a day and move on as the dark night's air was beginning to grow too cold for their liking. The clock read 10:47, perhaps, it was just past resting hour for the rich, though, many didn't hesitate to take a bottle or two of strong champagne or the brilliant colored wine for their own delight later. It wasn't much of a problem, oh no, though, it was expensive, it was more of an effortless parting gift from Mr. Hensington to his guest being since, for him, it seemed to be merely a dollar to spend out from his pocket. As if he were chaperoning the party anyway though, ha, that would be a hysterically ridiculous thought for anyone to have; he had already since earlier taken his bride into the house and up into his bedroom, in which seemed like a king's domain, so that he could spend some alone time with his bride as he didn't even give the time or bother to leave one last remark to the guest before the forced couple left almost mysteriously. Really, it was more of a rushed honeymoon, but it was what Mr. Hensington wanted, and so he was going to get it.

The guest had all finally left the large, beautiful backyard garden where flowers of plentiful colors differentiated, enabling the nicely dressed, tall butler to finally begin his cleaning of the ceremony along with a few maids, who gazed at him from a distance with bedroom eyes, obviously having taken notice for a while now that he was indeed a dreamy, and handsome man, truly lustful, though, he just was not interested. There wasn't anything wrong with a bit of fun now and then, he would admit, but the toned man was more for a romantic, desirable relationship which could last an eternity between a couple, a relationship where the two partners respected, cherished and actually loved one another; he craved that more than he did sex. He thought that such an intimate moment between two people should be an act of love, not lust, and though you'd feel pleasure, the adoring feeling should overcome and power over it. Oh yes, he was truly a gentlemen; he'd give anything to meet such a special individual in which he could hold, embrace whenever he wanted and to press his lips against the other's soft ones. To him, sex was uncomparable to true love. Plus, he'd most likely get fired if caught having sex with one of the other maids because he knew for a fact that his boss would sometimes, whenever he was lecherous and feeling aroused, used their bodies as his own personal playground for his own pleasure, though, the maids would submit willingly to his dominance due to Mr. Hensington giving them a better raise within their paycheck; he of all the maids was being paid less actually for that specific reason. Disgusting. Treating them as if they were his own hookers. Unspeakable. But the last thing the butler needed was to lose his job.

The ritual of cleaning was finally finished a half hour later, and so all the maids had basically circled up in a formation to try and persuade the strong, tall figure to be their 'date' to their bedroom tonight. One by one, each girl with wide, sparkling eyes filled with excitement began to flirt their way to him, softly clinging to his wide and firm chest while others stroked his abdomen, a pleasurable touch, yes, but he refused to give them any of his attention, however, in a polite manner. He pardoned himself from their grasp before bowing to them, apologizing as he made a lousy, but believable excuse to rescue himself from this situation, complimenting them on how absolutely gorgeous they were as the women so fondly adored it; he wasn't lying, most of them were quite stunning to him with their long locks of hair and pink, plumped lips, but he then just offered to walk all the ladies to their dorm, which seemed to be the size of five large rooms combined, since they all shared one. Most of the maids still continued to try to convince him to stay the night in their house like room to show them all a bit of fun for the night as they now began to get a little bit more touchy with him, making the gentlemen like of a man feel extensively awkward as his whole body just tensed. But he still ongoingly in a respectful personal denied their offers, almost a little frustrated by their persistence to get into his trousers, however, he didn't show his annoyance. Instead, he smiled charmingly at the ladies as a low, rich chuckle was now audible for them to hear before kissing all of their soft cheeks to say goodnight to them all the while comfortably satisfying them for the time being as most squealed with joy. Thus, they allowed him to withdraw from their door while watching him walking back to his own room.