Worlds Apart (Open)

[Lordmikel]

Richard leans back with the kiss, stretching out his legs. Finally Ophelia can begin to feel the movement she has so been desiring. But Richard doesn't seem finished as he slowly stands in the tub, and with her still mounted upon him that is an impressive feat.

"You needed more?" He asks, as she suddenly is finding herself pinned against the floor next to the tub. Richard's cock, thrust in completely into her.

Then he starts. He begins pounding it into her. Her feet still dangle in the water.

 

[BlueEyedLady]

Ophelia groans and thrusts her hips up to great his pounding thrusts as well as he can with her feet still in the tub. Her hands grip his shoulders as she looks at him, her orgasm building almost right away after the teasing of his slow movements earlier.

"Yesss," She says,"Oh, yes, more, please more."

 

[Lordmikel]

With the pounding he was giving her, and as hard as aroused as Richard all ready was, he wasn't gonig to last long, and as he heard her gasp and scream in pleasure, he finally released inside of her. "Yes." He shouts deeply, not stopping until he knew she was done.

 

[BlueEyedLady]

The minute that Ophelia felt his cock pulse and began emptying his cum into her, her own orgasm reached it's peak. Digging her fingers into his shoulders, thrusting up once more to meet him, she stiffened and her juices mixed with his, spilling from her and coating them both. For long moments she clung to him, her pussy spasming around his shaft, milking him once again until she was spent and dropped back to the floor, panting.

"Mmmm," She gasped,"And I thought the purpose of taking a bath was to get clean!" Laughing softly she raised her head and gave him a quick kiss before laying back down and running a tired hand through his hair as her body finally began to return to normal.

 

[Lordmikel]

"Clean, dirty, such a fine line." Says Richard as he lets himself slide beneath the water to allow his body time to relax as well.

He simply lets his body relax as he thinks about the day. He didn't imagine he would be doing something like this anytime soon.

 

[BlueEyedLady]

Ophelia laughs and moves into the water as well, washing herself and then dunking under the water to wash her hair. She felt relaxed and warm and very, very sated.

"Mmmmm," She said after she was totally clean,"It has been a wonderful day, Mr Kensington, however," And she sighed,"Though it is Saturday tomorrow I am on duty for a garden party being thrown my my employer and so this working girl has got to get into bed so she can rise and put on her killer pumps and work at getting more blisters than ever before."

Raising one leg out of the water, she surveyed her foot with a wince. Plunging her foot back in, she sat up on her knees and kissed him deeply.

"I hate that good things come to an end," She sighed, rising and leaning over to get a towel to dry off with.

 

[Lordmikel]

Richard took a deep breath as he watched Ophelia dry herself. Finally he stood and took her hand. "Are you sure you wouldn't want to spend the night?" He asks in his sexiest voice.

 

[BlueEyedLady]

Ophelia had wrapped a towel around her and now sat on the edge of the tub. Kissing him she sighed. "I would love to stay the night but I can't afford to lose the job you saved last night. I am still going to go to college, nothing is going to stop me from doing that. If I stay here I might not get up soon enough and if I do, I am going to be tempted to spend the day with you fucking our brains out and even if I get to work on time, me coming back in my grubby clothes that I was wearing the night before and with everyone knowing that I was meeting you is going to tip someone off."

The disappointment at having to leave him was clear on her face but she needed the job and she had no choice.

She smiled though and added,"I dont suppose you've been invited to the dull thing...and are bringing a very beautiful and vapid woman with you." Her voice showed that she would look forward to seeing him at the event but she wasn't too happy about seeing him with someone else.

 

[Lordmikel]

"Yes I was invited, hadn't planned on going, but I believe I can find the time to go. No vapid woman, but I will have to make sure I tell her that I gave that little maid the pounding she deserved." He says with a smile.

 

[BlueEyedLady]

Ophelia looked at him in disbelief. "You wouldn't!" She laughed and suddenly pushed him under the water, releasing him almost immediately. "Keep it up, Buster, I'm the one that has to serve your drink, remember?"

Laughing she finished drying off and went to go get her clothes, sighing at the thought of putting dirty clothes on her clean body. Oh well, she couldnt go back naked or else they would surely know that something was up.

Dressing, she grabbed her keys and purse and turned to kiss him once more, slowly and passionatly, looking up at him with a sigh. "Damn but I hate to leave. At least have some sympathy for me in my too startched uniform and my towering high heels."

 

[Lordmikel]

As Richard resurfaces from the water. "That is true, I can see you purposely spilling a drink on my crotch area and then patting it down to dry it."

He watches her dress, and gets himself ready for bed, sliding on a pair of boxers, and then slipping a heavy robe on to walk Ophelia to the door.

He kisses her good night, "I'll se you tomorrow, and you'll have to have sympthay for me, I mean I have to go to this party now."

 

[BlueEyedLady]

"Oh yes," Ophelia said laughing,"I will have lots of sympathy for you as you sit and enjoy cold drinks and flirt with the women. The only reason you might get a drink in your lap is to cool you off."

Kissing him quickly once again, she walked to her car, waving. In the car she felt an urge to run back to him and ask him if his offer of staying the night was still open but instead she started the car and drove away.

Back at the house she entered the servants entrance and made her way up the stairs not running into anyone much to her pleasure and stripped her clothes to change into a nightgown and crawl under the covers. She sighed, it would be so much better if he were here with her but she had to be contented with the images of them together today as she fell asleep.


The next day she woke early and realized that she was sore as hell. Groaning she got up, took her shower and got dressed in her uniform. Standing there she wondered what it would be like to be dressed in a beautiful gown, coming to one of these parties on his arm instead of as a servant.

She sighed and snapped at herself. "Get real, Girl." And then went down to help the others prepare for the garden party.

The day was sunny with a light breeze and soon all of the grounds were covered in decorations and a tent where the food and drinks were to be laid out was up. Ophelia was kept busy with her trips back and forth from the house to the grounds so she didnt have time to think much about anything but following the million and one orders she seemed to be getting from just about everyone.

Finaly everything was ready and the first of the guests arrived. Ophelia was busy making sure that the guests had plenty of food and drink but she kept glancing out at arriving guest to see if he would really come or if he woke up this morning wondering what the hell he had been thinking of banging a maid of one of his buisness aquaintances and then decide he wanted nothing to do with her and not show up at all.

 

[Lordmikel]

Richard finally arrived about a half hour into the start of the party. It never looked good for him to arrive too early. He had to make a bit of an entrance.

He was tying to rack his brain and recall what this function was for, they always seemed to be having one function for some charity event or another.

He was greeted at the front door, and made to feel quite like a king. He was also told that nothing like what happened the other night would be happening again.

Richard just had to smile at that, and said it would be quite all right. He didn't bring a date, so any woman who got threw into the pool he could simply watch with enjoyment this time.

 

[BlueEyedLady]

Ophelia glanced over to where Mrs Collings was watching her with the eyes of a hawk. It had been that way since the first guests arrived. She could do nothing without feeling her eyes on her and it was making her more nervous than even the thought of Richard being there did.

Making her rounds of the party, making sure that all the guests had what they required Ophelia kept an eye out for him. Her feet were already hurting and her back ached and...was that a hand of one of the guests patting her ass? She turned her head quickly around to see who had touched her like that but whoever it was had been quick and there were several men, probably husbands of the chattering ladies grouped elsewhere, standing close and talking. She could not pinpoint anyone specific and, with being watched so closely, she could not voice a protest without a rebuke.

With a sigh she went back to her duties. It was then that she saw him and she forgot entirely about her feet and back and the groping. He had come...and without an escort. She just hoped he wasn't regretting everything that went on last night. Only one way to find out.

Moving through the crowd, she approached him. "Good afernoon, Mr Kensington and welcome," She said with a soft smile,"Would you care for food or drink? Or is there anything else I can do for you?"

 

[Lordmikel]

"My you aren't the most gracious of servers." Replies Richard. "Although do you think anyone would notice if I ate you like an hors devoure?" He gives her a smile, and his voice was low enough that no one heard him. "But a drink would be most excellent. Bring me the special stuff, not the stuff that she tries to poison her guests with. But the good stuff."

 

[BlueEyedLady]

Ophelia laughed and shot him a dark look. "Oh, so now I'm a snack and an inside to the best stuff in the house. Humm. I don't know about that."

With a smile she went to fill his order, trying to ignore the looks given to her by Mrs Collings. When she brought it back, she said,"I'm being watched. And I don't mean just by the dirty minded old men in the group. So, I'm afraid you will have to be on your own for a bit, Sir, until I can shake my tail."

Moving off to serve other party members, she noticed that Richard had just been noticed by the single females of the group who eyed him like a piece of meat and all fluttered to him at once.

Trying not to think about it, she went to the kitchen to get more appetizers and clean glasses but she couldn't help looking over her shoulder as he charmed the pretty young socialites.

 

[Lordmikel]

Richard spoke to one and then other woman. They all seemed to want to try and impress him.

Most of the time that was by thrusting their chest towards him. Some did have some rather impressive, albeit fake chests.

He caught Ophelia's eye watching him once or twice. Was that a note of jealousy in her eyes, he thought as he gave her a smile. For a second he contemplated following her into the wine cellar and giving her a quickie. Such thoughts, but oh what fun.

"Forgive me ladies." He says. "But I fear I see someone I must speak with." He then wanders over and begins chatting with two men.

 

[BlueEyedLady]

Ophelia smiled when she came back out and saw he was talking with two men and the women seemed to have gone off in a huff. Going over to the table, she placed out the things she had been sent to fetch. She was so proud of herself. Not one broken or spoiled item so far today and the garden party would soon be over. It was about time for the hostess to give a long winded speech about what kind of charity they were supporting and asking for donations from everyone. After that it should break up and then it was time for the servants to clean up before they could call it a day.

She was just wondering if she could get close enough to Robert to ask him if he had plans for the night since tomorrow was her regularly scheduled day off when Terra, one of the other maids, siddled up to her.

Ophelia guessed her eyes had strayed to Richard once too often because Terra whispered to her,"He's a real looker, isn't he?"

Ophelia blushed and nodded. "Don't know of a girl here, rich or not, who wouldn't like to share his bed. So how is he?"

She looked up startled at the other girl who said,"I mean, everyone knows you went to work off that dress of his date yesterday. How is he? Whats he like? Or did he shut you in a room for hours and not let you out until he had worked you to death? They say you came in real late last night."

She hadn't thought anyone had seen her come in but, obviously, someone had. But she was relieved to know the question had nothing to with their sexual time.

"He's charming, sure of himself, sarcastic and a hard task master. I was so sore when I came back yesterday that all I could do was fall into bed and fall asleep." She went to go to another errand and then added,"And it was three rooms."

She had to laugh as the other maid looked at Richard with eyes wide, a look of disbelief in her eyes. She could see the woman scurry over to yet another servant and whisper to her. She wondered if maybe she had gone too far but she was sure that it would only make the rounds of the staff and that would be it. At the most Richard would get some strange and facinating stares from the help and nothing else.

 

[Lordmikel]

Amzingly rumors spread quickly especially at parties. Within moments, Richard was hearing how he had beat the poor girl within an inch of her life by making her work hard labor carrying statues of himself made of stone from one room to another. Richard really had to wonder where people came up with this sort of thing.

Richard just laughed when he was questioned about that. It was shocking what people would find to do to amuse themselves at parties.

He then listened as the hostess lectures them about donations. Cruelty against animals for testing make up. Noticing the amount of make-up on the hostess, makes Richard smile a bit.

But he writes out a check.

 

[BlueEyedLady]

Ophelia worked happily along, knowing the day was drawing to a close. She had not realized what effect her good humored remark had made until one of the servants came over and advised her that she should take the bastard to court. She could not think what he was talking about until he told her that he had heard what Richard had done to her and that those people with money thought that they could get away with anything they wanted especially to those who had to work for a living and she should sue him for all the horror he put her through.

Ophelia just looked at him, stunned, as he walked away. Now how had they gotten that out of.... She put one hand to her forehead and one on her hips. How was she going to tell him what she had unwittingly done? He may not know about the exaggerated rumor now but he might hear of it later and she would at least have come clean with him about starting it, even if she didn't mean to.

With a sigh, she picked up her tray and headed out to the tent to clean things up, avoiding him this time, guilt nibbling at her the whole time.

 

[Lordmikel]

Of course Richard had heard every rumor and then some. Especially those about him.

This one was nothing truly bad. Last week he was a dictator of a third would country. A fascist, a neo-zazi, and a capitalist pig. He was called all of those by the same group, even though some of them were contradictory.

Seeing as how his glass was empty, and Ophelia no where to be found to fill his drink. He went in searching for her.

 

[BlueEyedLady]

Ophelia had her mind on Richard and the stupid rumor she had unwittingly started and was not paying as much attention as she should to where she was going that it wasn't soon that they ran into each other. Literally. She was going out with a tray of sandwiches, he was coming in. There was an 'omph' and a clank as the tray fell and Ophelia was now looking at Richard covered in an array of sandwich fillings and bread.

She started to apologize when Mrs Collings stormed over. Of course she had seen what happened and had seen it as her opportunity to do what she thought she should have done the night that Richard had saved her job.

"That's it, Ophelia," Mrs Collings had spoken before she even got close so that everyone could hear her,"Our employer does not need servants who cannot keep from destroying their guests clothing and embarrassing them in the process. Pack your bags. Mr Kensington has been patient with everything that has happened but this is the last straw."

Ophelia groaned but quickly gave Richard a look that told him not to interfere and try to save her job again. It didn't matter what happened, Mrs Collings was determined to find something to fire her for, Ophelia had had that feeling all evening as she had been watched so closely. Better to make a clean break and find another job than to work in a place where you have to look over your shoulder.

Turning, she went to her room and began packing. It didn't take her long. Soon she was packed and headed out the door to her car even before the guests started leaving.

 

[Lordmikel]

Richard sighed as he watched Ophelia get fired. There was a lot he could do, but it wouldn't be wise for him. Besides her look had all ready told him to not get involved. So instead he simply tidied himself, getting the sandwiches off of his suit.

He then makes his good byes to se if he can catch Ophelia outside. He had seen her car, it was rather hard to miss.

But whether she would still be there or not weas another matter.

 

[BlueEyedLady]

"Start, dammit, start you piece of..." Ophelia cursed as her car refused to jump into life. Well, there goes a grand exit blown to hell. Now she would have to go back in and call a cab and wait for it outside. Now wouldn't that be a specticle?

She put her head on her steering wheel and sighed. What the hell else could go wrong now?

 

[Lordmikel]

Richard arrived to see her pounding her head into the steering wheel. "Um, I know that worked in back to the future, but that was only a movie. I don't believe it works in real life."