*Author's Note: Sorry for the long writing delay. Life has been crazy the past several months as I'm sure many of yours have been. I have a few stories "in production" including the next chapter of the Babysitter series but have struggled to stick with them long enough to finish. I'll try to get more writing out to you soon. Thanks again for reading.*
There was nowhere I'd rather be.
The glow of the midday sun was shining down on my glistening body while I soaked up rays next to the pool. The frozen mojito in my glass cooled my fingertips. And the presence of my husband Luis next to me warmed my heart.
The past months had been busy for us both, and we'd only now gotten a chance to get away for our honeymoon. Getting a chance to set everything aside and focus on each other had been long overdue. Prices were down on plane tickets and hotel prices, so we zipped away for a week in a tropical paradise.
Our resort was right on the beach, and we took all of our meals outside to enjoy all nature had to offer: pineapple waffles while the cool morning breeze swept in off the ocean, seafood pasta for lunch under the shade of an umbrella, teriyaki chicken while watching the sun sink below the ocean's waves. The staff went out of their way to cater to every need or request. And best of all, our resort was sparsely populated.
But not sparsely populated enough.
As my half-open eyes took in the view of our small slice of the tropics, my peaceful meditation and reflection was abruptly interrupted by a sauntering blonde in a white triangle-top bikini that was three sizes too small. She was tall and slender with few curves aside from the obviously fake ones on her chest and was wearing large, round black sunglasses that hid most of her angular face. She had a bright pink towel tucked under one arm and was carrying a matching phone in her opposite hand.
She only paused for a moment at the edge of the pool deck before making a beeline in our direction and taking up residence two chairs away from us even though there were plenty of chairs further away. On top of that, she'd chosen to sit on my husband's side. Still more irritating was that she'd tried chatting him up in conversation while ignoring me. She introduced herself as Audrey and said she was from California.
I didn't see a ring but assumed someone was coming downstairs to the pool to join her. After half an hour, no one showed up. When she tried chatting up Luis again, I'd had enough.
"Honey, can you get me a Hpnotiq Breeze?"
He pointed at my glass. "You don't like your frozen mojito?"
"I'm not really feeling it." I handed him the glass. "Thank you."
When Luis got up, I was surprised to see Audrey get up too. "I could use a little something myself," she said. I glared at her through my thin-rim sunglasses.
The two of them walked around the edge of the pool to the bar. The back side of the bar went into the pool and provided swim-up access. I considered swimming over and meeting them there but didn't want to give her the slightest hint that she was making me boil with jealous rage. But it became increasingly difficult to resist jumping into the pool as I watched her giggling like the brainless bitch she was while thrusting her obviously fake boobs at Luis. They were ginormous to the point of looking ridiculous. To his credit, Luis wasn't giving her the time of day and left her standing at the bar after he got my drink.
"Thanks, honey." I pecked him on the lips as he passed it to me. Glancing over his shoulder, I saw Audrey approaching. I stared right at her even though I knew she couldn't see my eyes behind my sunglasses. When she got about five steps away from our chairs, I sat my drink down and grabbed Luis around the back of the neck, pulling his face to mine. My chest warmed with delight when I saw Audrey stumble for a moment, her eyes definitely fixed on us. Her face was tight as she stepped around her chair and sat down.
She took a quick sip from her drink, and then extended it toward Luis' back. "This is delicious. Want a sip?"
Was this bitch seriously offering my husband a sip of her drink? I broke my kiss and peered around him at her. Luis turned to look at her but didn't seem to have any idea how to respond. Clearly, he didn't want to be overly rude but had no intention of taking the drink.
"Actually," I picked up my drink and lifted it toward him, "try some of this. It's delicious." When he turned to me, I lifted the glass to his lips. Once again, I stared Audrey down through my sunglasses.
Audrey's shoulders sagged, and she pulled her drink back. She swung her legs onto her chair, reclined it, and laid back. Content that I had put her in her place, I took my drink back from Luis. With a wide smile creased across my face, I laid my head back on my chair and closed my eyes.
My daydream was disturbed by a rustling sound coming from Audrey's direction. It was like she was making the noise on purpose and deliberately trying to ruin my tropical peace. The rustling stopped, but curious, I cracked my eyes and glanced over to her. She was sitting sideways on her chair facing us and was doubled over at the waist, generously smearing suntan lotion around her lower legs. I wouldn't have thought much of it except that she was obviously trying to put on a show for Luis. Her barely concealed breasts hung below her like plastic cow udders, barely moving as she shifted to and fro applying the oil.
When she moved her hands to her chest, I watched with my jaw almost coming unhinged as she lifted one side of her bikini top away from one of her balloons and ran her hand underneath. Luis, who had been pretending not to watch her, had his head tilted in her direction. He gawked like an idiot while she smeared suntan lotion across one side, lifted the other side, and repeated her silly routine. I rolled my eyes and tried to go back to my daydream.
The drift of clouds across the sky reminded me of soap suds slipping across a warm bathtub. The warm breeze coming in off the ocean was like being draped in a silk sheet. The rays of the sun on my glistening skin made me look like a shining, cinnamon-bronze statue.
But once again, my peace didn't last long. There was another round of rustling off to the side of me.
Audrey's voice cut through again. "You look like you could use a little too."
When I opened my eyes and looked over, Audrey was holding her bottle of suntan lotion between her spread legs which were turned in Luis' direction. Her chest was thrust out to him as if she wanted and expected him to grab them. I'd never met a more desperate woman in my life.
Luis rolled onto his side toward her. "I never burn. I always come out tanned just right."