Chapter Twelve
R ick held Riley’s hand as they made their way into the courtroom on the second day of the trial. He didn’t really like the fact that they were there, but Riley wanted to see it happen, so he agreed.
On the first day of the trial, several witnesses spoke about Gloria’s actions and the bad things they knew about her. Her employers told them of the thousands of dollars of merchandise she stole from them. There was a bartender who testified that he saw her with drugs, either using or selling them. A few cops told the court about the times they had arrested her in the past. An old friend talked about her stealing.
This second day was supposed to be the last, and he hoped it would take fewer hours.
Rick studied Gloria and wasn’t surprised or impressed by her attempt to look normal and innocent in a dark, modest dress with her hair back in a bun. Without the thick makeup she usually wore, she wasn’t pretty at all. He knew some of it had to do with the angry scowl and fear she tried to hide, but most of it was just the woman. She looked at least ten years older than she was because of the way she lived her life.
There was no jury. Gloria and her lawyer wanted the judge to decide whether to convict or not. Rick heard that her lawyer thought she’d get a better chance at a deal that way. If they had a jury trial, the people on it would see and hear so much, they’d want to give her the harshest sentence.
Gloria was the second-to-last one to be questioned, and it didn’t go well. She lost her temper and tried to blame others for her actions, which Rick could tell didn’t impress the judge.
He especially loved Gloria’s expression when she finally saw them for the first time. Her mouth dropped open in shock before her face paled. He noticed her eyes and how she saw the way he held Riley close to him and the way Riley leaned her head on his shoulder, and that’s when she knew her plan hadn’t worked.
The prosecutor warned them he would use the tape of her admitting to the plan to break up their marriage when she was in the bar with Tom that night. At first, the judge wasn’t going to allow it as evidence, but the prosecutor had fought for it. It showed how manipulative she could be and her use of drugs.
When Tom got up and walked to the bench, Rick could see the woman’s hands shaking as they lay on the table in front of her. He didn’t know if it was fear or fury. Maybe both.
Tom took the stand last and answered the questions. Gloria’s lawyer had been brutal with his questions, but Tom didn’t flinch. Rick thought he was actually enjoying it. That’s when the prosecutor showed the video.
Gloria’s expression was utter shock as she watched and listened.
Rick thought she looked even more defeated because she knew the video looked bad and told the judge of her true nature. The judge called for a recess and took an hour to go over everything before coming back.
While they waited, Rick and Riley talked with the prosecutor and relaxed when he told them she was in deep trouble. The judge was old-fashioned and hated drugs.
The judge sat down on his seat and looked at Gloria. Rick watched Gloria’s face as she stood and faced the judge with her lawyer at her side.
The guy had to catch her as her legs gave out at the verdict. She would be spending fifteen years in prison but could get out in ten for good behavior. With her attitude, Rick didn’t think there was a chance in hell for that.
Gloria’s lawyer quietly talked to her as she sat with a blank face. He saw her tense, but she was smart enough not to fight when two police officers came and made her stand, putting her in handcuffs before leading her out.
She glanced back one more time to look at them. The disbelief on her face made her look even more unappealing. At the last second, he caught the fury in her eyes taking over, and then she was gone.
Rick helped his wife to her feet and wrapped an arm around her waist before leading her out. It had been a stressful time for Riley, but he guessed it was the closure she needed to move on.
He caught sight of Tom when he waved and waved back. He was glad the man wasn’t coming to talk to them. He didn’t want Riley to be reminded of that night.
He took her hand as they pulled out of the parking lot. “Do you want to go eat, Sweetheart?”
She looked at him and then shook her head. “Not unless you do.”
“I’m fine right now. Where would you like to go?”
“Home,” she said. “I want to have my husband wrapped around me and deep inside of me.”
He grinned. “That sounds good to me. Maybe later we can order pizza.”
Her face brightened. “Ohhh, that sounds good.”
He chuckled at her excitement.
At home, he had them stripped and on the bed within minutes. He wanted to get every thought of anything but him out of her head and make her come several times to tire her out.
After the first orgasm, she tried to make him stop when he started building her desire again for the second time. After her third orgasm, she was sprawled out, her eyes closed, and her breathing was ragged.
Then it was his turn. He rammed into her several times. It didn’t take long for his balls to tighten and a tingle to start in his lower back. It had taken a supreme effort not to come as he pleasured her, so it took very little to make himself come. He surged into her a few more times and then exploded.
One burst of cum filled her cervix and was followed by several more before his balls were empty and his limbs shook.
He held himself up on his elbows to keep from smothering her and rested his head on her shoulder, needing time to regain control. When he raised his head, he grinned. He’d fucked his wife so thoroughly, she passed out. Hell, talk about feeling like a stud.
He carefully pulled out, stood, and slipped into his jeans before covering her up, so she didn’t get chilled before he came back.
Rick went into his office and called in an order of pizza, getting her favorite. While he waited, he looked through emails.
When the pizzas were delivered, he took them, a can of beer, and a bottle of wine spritzer back to the bedroom. He grinned when he noticed she had barely moved from her position since he had left.
He set the things in his hands to the side and leaned over her. “Baby, wake up. The pizza’s here.”
Rick chuckled when she blinked a few times and then smelled the aroma filling the room. She immediately started to push herself up against the pillows but got caught in the blanket.
He chuckled. “Here, let me help.” He lifted her so her back was against the headboard. “Are you comfortable?”
She nodded. “Yes.” She pulled the blanket and tucked it under her arms. He let that go because seeing her naked and within reach would distract him.
He reached for the boxes and drinks. “I got you the spritzer, is that okay?”
“Yes. It goes good with the pizza.” Her eyes widened when she opened the box in front of her, and then she smiled. “You got my favorite.”
He tried to look offended. “Of course I did. I’m the best husband in the world.”
Riley smiled, reached out, and touched his cheek. “I agree one hundred percent. I couldn’t have found a better man.”
He snorted, lifted a piece of his pizza to his mouth, took a large bite, chewed, and swallowed. “Damn, I love this pizza.”
Her mouth was full, so she nodded.
They ate for a few minutes. She was the first one to groan and close the box of pizza in front of her.
“You didn’t eat very much,” he commented.
“I think I ate my usual. I want to take some for my lunch tomorrow. The other teachers will be so jealous.”
He snorted and finished.
“I can’t believe you can eat a whole pizza by yourself,” she said.
“Hey, I’m a growing boy.”
Riley rolled her eyes and started to move off the bed. “I’ll take everything down.”
“No, Wife. I will. I want to check the doors and the security system. Go ahead and brush your teeth. I’ll be back.”
She nodded and walked into the bathroom.
When he got back, Riley had the light off and was lying down on the bed with the blanket covering her. He could tell she was tired.
Although it had been several weeks since the devastating plan to kill their marriage, Riley had woken from nightmares a few times. He was always there to hold and comfort her as she went back to sleep, but he could see it was still taking a toll.
After brushing his teeth, he walked back into the bedroom, turning off the bathroom light as he passed. After stripping out of his jeans, he slid into bed. Riley was instantly against him, and his arms wrapped tightly around her.
He placed a kiss on the top of her head. “Good night, Wife.”
Riley yawned. “Good night, Husband.”