Both knew what they were doing was wrong. He was out of line, but she didnt stop him. A young prince at the age of 24 and fourth in line to the throne; if he took her and had her for his own it would shame his brother and for some odd reason the brother would step aside out of embarrassment.
Nobody but nobody messed with his family especially his beautiful noble wife. She was the end all the cunning prince figured. If he was to succeed to the throne any sooner he had to dishonor his brother. Who could do such a thing? Who would do such an act? How is it his brother would even find out?
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She wasnt going to tell her husband. He certainly wouldnt. So how is it he came to make one brother dishonor another brother so that he could end up being third in line to the throne?
Second in line was another story but first Harold had to dishonor his older brother Lawrence. Harold had to do something that came naturally to him. Charm a woman so much older then himself she couldnt believe what happened even happened.
Walking into her room just as she finished putting on her last garments she assumed it was Lawrence. Putting on another fake smile which Harold had no idea was one he walked to her with all the confidence any husband might have as he walked to his wife for a kiss however it wasnt his wife. It was his brothers wife.
Stepping so close she could see the pores on his face and smell his newly freshened breath she was aghast by his actions. She tried pushing him away. He easily resisted. He stood his ground. She was very beautiful and had many endearing womanly qualities.
He told her so too. Resisting his advances she thanked him trying to wear a cheery face all the while. She told him Dont do this as he pressed on. His body was almost against hers. His brother was gone for the day. Lawrence was in town on parliamentary matters. She and Harold had the day to themselves especially Olivia.
Hazel eyes and alabaster skin her soft cheeks and easy chin awaited his kisses and advances. In truth it was attention and overdue attention at that. Two children and 11 years of marriage left little for romance lately for Olivia.
He saw it coming. He knew she desired it. He was a student of the psyche. He understood a persons reactions. He learned how to work them in his favor. He himself learned to find the woman more viable, more exciting, and more adventurous then he suspected she could be.
Lawrence was so typically boring that Harolds initial assumptions were Olivia was along the same lines, but even though she initially resisted his advances she swiftly came to realize it was well needed, well over due, and well appreciated interest on Harolds part.
Nooo please Harold do not do this she begged underneath her breath. Lawrence will find out, King Mathias will find out, and if the Queen discovers any of this I am done, Lawrence will be done as well.
Harold smiled and winked.
Olivia at the tender age of 34 was the darling of the court. Quiet and sweet she always deferred to her given manners. She was to be seen and never heard. In years past she was somewhat outspoken, but in the eyes of her husband and his parents, the King and Queen, it was her duty to only be a few things. To spawn children, to be at the princes side at national and international affairs, and to be a friend and confidante to other staff throughout the castle… those were her only duties.
I can give you children who are more handsome then youll ever imagine Olivia. I can make you feel alive to he told her looking at her eyes.
She began to warm up. She felt her brow moistening as he pressed himself against her yearning body. She knew deep inside he was a virile and experienced lover of the soul. She knew deep inside shed love the personal attention and better yet the physical attention she assumed he was capable of. He had it all. He had the spontaneity. He had the charm. He had the handsome looks her husband did not. He had the intelligence. He had all the athleticism Lawrence failed to have. He probably had all the sexual ability and moves many shes fantasized about might have which she knew Lawrence did not have.
His hands moved against her lower body slowly easing their way up the dress she had on. Never once falling close to the insides of her thighs she felt the heightening arousal she wished she never started feeling. He had her feeling slight signs of euphoria she couldnt afford to feel.
Nooo nooooo Harold nooooo please she begged of him again as her arms lay flatly against the wall she was pressed up against. In truth she loved his younger rugged frame pushing itself against her. In truth she didnt mind that he flirted with the inevitable. In truth she saw herself letting Harold remove her dress, taking off her slip, and removing her girdle. In truth she envisioned him playing with her fleshy alabaster body finally removing her bra and then her royal undies.
Ohhh my god Harold stop this please she asked of him watching his face while she began to perspire ever so slightly but she let his hands gracefully press onward strolling up over her pelvis across her flat tummy as they headed for her grand bosoms.
He liked her body; he knew that much. It was her personality he had to bring out the best in. You know something he began with a smile. I remember when I was younger and you were so flippant and fun to be with. What happened to that woman? What happened to that woman who was alive and ambitious? I know shes in there.
Im going to find her and when I do Olivia I am going to make you remember how exciting… how sexually exciting you were at one time. That much you can count on and he drew a line from below her breasts down over her tummy over her pelvis stopping just above her vagina. He winked and blew her a kiss. Have a wonderful day Olivia. Well do this again.
Noooo dont leave Harold please do not leave. Stay ohh please stay she said quietly as he left the room. She began panting excitedly. Her loins burned for his touch. She loved how he pressed her against the wall. She loved how he shoved himself passionately against her body. He felt so electric. He felt so stimulating. He made her all that and more. She was turned on by his presence and knew she wanted him back.
She couldnt walk out and down the stairs in the condition she was in now. She needed fulfillment now thanks to his advances. Damn you Harold… damn you all to and she unzipped her dress. She slipped it off her shoulders. She walked to her bedroom door and securely locked it. She walked to her bed and took off her slip. Sitting down on her mattress she removed her girdle.
She dropped it to the floor and looked at herself in a mirror. Staring at her reflection Olivia started to caress her body. Olivia caressed her tummy then her bosoms reaching behind herself and removing her royal lace bra. Squinting she looked at them placing one hand and then the other upon them.
Olivia felt their moist freshness as she lifted them up. Harold I bet youll love these wont you she said to her reflection. I bet you want more then these too dont you? Youre such a… ohhh Harold dont do this she wailed.
The house phone rang as she slipped a hand inside her royal undies. Quickly she pulled it out looking at her ringing phone. She realized she was running late. She dressed and left. Downstairs he was sitting eating breakfast with his father while she was heading out with the Queen.
How was your morning dear?
Olivia told the Queen it was fine but thought only of Harold and she holed up in some room having made unadulterated sex together by mid-morning.
Something has you distracted doesnt it dear the Queen asked. It isnt a man is it the Queen joked.
Olivias head jerked to her right not realizing the Queen was joking around. Olivia had a look of fright on her face thinking the Queen already knew something. She turned her head gradually to look back at Olivia. She noticed Olivias expression.
Are you and Lawrence having issues dear?
Uhhh noooo ohhh nooo not at all Olivia came back.
The question only allowed the incident to fester longer in her mind. The queens inquiry only let things linger and mushroom heavily as Olivia wished for their time together to be over with. Olivia needed to be alone. She needed to be alone again with Harold bit on the other hand she knew she couldnt afford that and knew she could never be with him. It could not happen. She had no one to turn to but one person and that was a confidante amongst her staff.
Rosalie come inside can you she asked.
Is something wrong Rosalie asked.
Yes… and no I suppose still I need your help; I need your advice. I need someones advice.
She told Rosalie what happened. At one time Rosalie and Harold had a brief affair which lasted a month. He treated her like a princess. He showered her with fabulous moments and outstanding gifts as well. Hidden deep within her quarters were gifts no one could have ever showered her with.
Do I tell her or… I cant tell her she thought.
So what do you think Rosalie?
Rosalie asked if she could think on it for a few hours and let her know. Rosalie was also troubled. Both were troubled. Rosalie learning secrets by minute started remembering that one single auspicious afternoon with him. What she knew of everyone in the majestic court was impressive. What she knew of everyones affairs was possibly beyond repair.
But it was worse then that. No one knew it either. One late morning during the summer Rosalie was troubled by a temporary and no longer existing relationship with Harold. That late morning Rosalie was sitting out in the grove a couple miles from the castle pondering life when he rode by on his horse.
He thought he saw someone sitting alone and rode up. She heard the horse. He got off and walked towards her. They began a casual conversation which she never broached the subject of Harold and her, but they did talk about relationships.
Before either knew it she offered him one of the sandwiches she made and he sat down. Sitting across from her they ate their sandwiches while watching the other with interest. Afterwards he didnt get up to leave. They talked more as each seemed to move closer to the other somehow. One thing led to another and they were talking about personal topics that staff members normally shouldnt be discussing with a member of the court.
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