The Billionaire’s Hidden Heiress

Johnathon POV

Charlotte appeared to be in a relatively good mood this morning, despite having what should have been one hell of a hangover. I walked into the kitchen, my head throbbing and the memory of last night still fresh in my mind. "Good morning Johnathon" chirped Charlotte, sitting at the dining table, munching delicately on a piece of toast, while clad in a robe and pajamas still. "Good morning" I mumbled, surprised she was up before me for once.

Then again it had been a sleepless night, with a lot of tossing and turning and frustration that had led to me falling asleep in the very early hours of the morning.

I sat down and a maid placed a plate of food in front of me, along with a fresh cup of coffee. Karen came waltzing in "Here are the lovebirds" she teased, hugging Charlotte and sitting down "How was your first night as a married couple?" "Mother," Charlotte said as I began to eat, the toast tasting like cardboard "That's not something you should be asking" she hissed as her mother giggled.

"Well then, maybe you could tell me what's on the agenda for today?" Karen said, changing the subject, to both Charlotte's and my relief.

I glanced at Charlotte. Thanks to her interference I had a few days off work and was not looking particularly forward to spending them with my wife. "I thought that I might have a quiet day in," Charlotte said surprisingly "Maybe just laze around the pool, what do you think Johnathon?"

A day spent relaxing at the pool sounded like heaven. Her mother looked slightly disappointed. "Oh, I was going to go shopping today, but I understand your desire to have quality time together" she chirped.

"I think that spending time around the pool is a good idea," I said quietly, as Karen got up and began to look for her handbag "It's a nice enough day for it."

Karen found her handbag and brandished it triumphantly. "Got it" she crowed. "I'm off, is there anything you want me to get while I'm out?" she offered.

We shook our heads. Karen sighed and then kissed her daughter on the cheek, before skipping out the doorway, a look of expectancy on her face. Charlotte had a small smile playing on her lips. "You're in a really good mood," I said glancing at her.

She shrugged "It's a nice day" was all she would offer.

We finished breakfast in silence. "I'm going to get changed and meet you at the pool," I said, aware Charlotte kept her bathers and towels down in the poolhouse.

"Suit yourself" she trilled, grabbing her phone and heading towards the doors leading outside.

I walked upstairs and changed, grabbing my own phone in case there was some sort of office emergency, I could only hope, and went downstairs holding a towel.

I could hear Charlotte's voice on the phone as I began to approach the pool, her back towards me. Her voice was muted, making it difficult to determine.

"Just do it. I've paid you handsomely for this and it better not be traced back to me. Do you understand me?"

"I expect you to hold up your end of the bargain."

"I am not paying you any more than the agreed sum. Call me again and you'll wish you had lost my number."

She hung up angrily and whirled around, her eyes widening as she saw me behind her.

"Johnathon," she said hastily, putting her cell phone on the lounger nearby along with her towel "I didn't hear you come outside."

"I didn't want to interrupt you while you were on the phone. Who were you talking to?" I asked.

She looked confused and slightly anxious. "Oh, it was just a courier company. I organized for some flowers to be sent to my auntie for her birthday" she stammered as I looked at her disbelievingly.

As lies went, it was feasible, but I knew that her aunt's birthday was last month. I flattened my lips and said nothing though.

"I um, thought we were going to go into the pool," she said, a smile playing on her lips as she began to pull off the dress she wore, revealing the skimpy white bikini top and bottoms she was wearing beneath.

My mouth went dry. I could see her n*****s through the top and she smirked, as my erection became present to her gaze. "You like what you see?" she purred, flipping her hair and smiling suggestively at me. Damnit. I wanted to know what her conversation had been about, but she was doing her best to distract me from asking any more questions.

She suddenly turned and dove into the water, like a mesmerizing mermaid, surging back to the surface, her body glistening in the water.

"Come on husband," she said seductively, motioning for me to join her.

I dropped the towel. I was only wearing a pair of board shorts and no shirt. I dove into the water, coming up next to her. She wrapped her arms around my neck and propelled me towards the side of the pool, to the wall, so that I was standing while she wrapped her legs around my waist.

I groaned as she began to grind against me. "Charlotte about that call" I began and she pressed her lips against mine, her tongue diving inside and her mouth kissing me for all she was worth. I groaned, her hand reaching down to touch my bare chest before she pulled back. Dazed, I looked at her. She looked smoking hot. She wriggled and I slowly lowered her to the ground, feeling her hand begin to go below the waistband of my board shorts, gripping my shaft as she eyed me saucily. "Charlotte," I said warningly.

"What's the matter Johnathon?" she gloated, rubbing me "Haven't you ever done it in a pool before?"

"No" I growled, the very idea of it turning me on.

I glanced around, concerned that there might be staff or even her Grandfather outside looking at us. Charlotte giggled. "Who cares if there are people out here? They'll just look away if they know what's good for them."

"I thought you were upset with me for last night," I said as she gently rubbed the tip of my c**k, causing me to inhale sharply.

Her eyes glinted. "Well last night wasn't the best" she admitted, smiling wryly "and I was upset, but today is a new day," she said with determination "one that will hopefully go the way I have planned" she added mysteriously "and I thought, why not keep trying to get me pregnant? After all, you want a child, don't you?" she added, breathing into my ear as I tensed.

"We both want a child" I reminded her as she nibbled on my earlobe, causing me to groan again.

"Of course we do," she said quickly "and we're newlyweds Johnathon. We should be doing it and experimenting," she said naughtily "Besides, don't you want to take my bikini bottoms off and screw me?" she sang.

God, she made it sound so dirty. Like we were doing something extremely forbidden and I guess in a way it was. We were still out in a public area, or where we could be seen and that made the notion even more thrilling and exciting. I licked my lips and she looked at me knowingly. She even grabbed my hand and put it deliberately on her breast, causing me to squeeze the soft flesh.

"I know you want me," she said whispering "and I want you too, so badly" she bit her lip and batted her eyes at me.

f**k. No sane man could resist that. Not unless they were insane or loved the other gender. I could feel my hand shaking slightly as she looked me in the eyes and then let go of me, her hands hooking beneath her bikini bottoms and slowly, dragging them down, stepping out of them, and placing them on the wall next to the pool, leaving her lower half bare. She trailed her finger down her navel and between her legs and then slowly back up again in a blatant invitation.

"Give it to me Johnathon" she begged.

I growled. She laughed and then turned, spreading her legs slightly and bending, her hands on the wall as I moved automatically behind her. My mouth was watering. All thoughts of the phone call and what Charlotte might have been up to had disappeared completely from my mind. They fled my mind as I stared at the creamy expanse of my wife's back and the softness of her buttocks, my hand cupping one of them as I began to get into position.

Charlotte knew how to keep me from thinking too much. She wriggled against me, breathing shallowly. "Johnathon you have no idea how badly I want you right now" she moaned, while my mouth fell slightly open "I want to feel you inside me so bad I can't stand it" she continued and I almost blew my load right then and there.

She looked so damn enticing. There was a smug expression on her face as she looked over her shoulder. "Take me" she whispered, as my hand slowly crept around and cupped her b****t "Come on, take me" she begged, arching her back.

Damnit. I couldn't stand the torture any longer. Who cared about security cameras or the staff? They were paid to keep their mouths shut anyway. I let out a long groan and saw her eyes narrow with triumph. As I entered her, the distant sound of her phone receiving messages assaulted my ears, but by then I was lost in the sheer pleasure of thrusting inside her body and I soon forgot all about her phone as she began to moan out loud, the sounds louder than that of her messages. So engrossed in what I was doing, it never occurred to me until afterward that Charlotte had deliberately engineered s*x in order to distract me from the phone call she had taken and the messages she was receiving. My wife was a master at manipulation, I thought to myself as she left me by the side of the pool, catching my breath, holding onto her phone, and heading back into the poorhouse and I was a stupid, gullible, willing husband.