Chapter Four -- Unexpected Pictures
It was two days later when Dan found the note. He was taking the garbage out when he saw the white envelope under the car's windshield wiper. After dumping the trash in the bin, he grabbed the note and opened it up. It was a short typed note:
Take a look at www.mynakedwoman.com. Look under the real-time link and you might see something of interest.
That was enough to peak his interest. He knew the note did not come from his wife, and was not sure why he was receiving it.
Later that same day Dee announced that she needed to run to the grocery store to get a few items for dinner. She dressed, kissed her husband goodbye, and took the car.
Dan, realizing that this time was about good as any other, located his laptop and fired it up. He sat back and let the machine fully boot up, then quickly logged on, entering his password on the screen. He located his notes on how to connect to a wireless router and found the name of the one used in the rental unit. After that he selected the browser and brought up his home page. He carefully typed in the URL 'www.mynakedwoman.com' and waited as the screen painted. Finding the link, he clicked on it. A new page displayed with individual pictures of naked women, each with a different name. As he scanned the page his eyes stopped upon a picture that looked strangely like his wife. Moving the cursor over the picture he realized that it was another link and he doubled-clicked again. This time a new page of pictures appeared, each of the same woman that he could swear was Dee, he just was not sure where these were taken. As he studied each picture he recognized the deck to their rental and the lounge chair on which she laid naked. Each picture showed her playing with herself and getting more excited. Dan was getting very nervous, because he understood that these were pictures of his wife and wondered when these pictures were taken. The good news, if there was any, was her face was hidden behind shades and a hat, such that she really could not be identified. But who took these pictures and when?
Dan studied each photograph. On the bottom of each picture was a caption, stating something dirty about what she was doing. It also read as if this person enjoyed being her voyeur. Finally Dan found some text at the top of the page that read:
If her boyfriend sees these pictures, he should me at Joe's Thursday at noon to get answers. I will be wearing a large cowboy hat and will answer to the name of Jack.
Dan knew of a little bar named JOE's down the road just off the island. Could this be the same bar referred in the note? There was only one way to find out, and that meant he would have to wait one more day.
He went back to the pictures and studied them for more clues. At first he was furious that someone had seen his naked wife and took these pictures. But as she moved from one picture to the next he realized that his fantasy was playing out on the WEB, he was enjoying her exhibitionism. His anger was morphing into excitement. The fact that his wife was naked on the internet didn't hurt either. This was something he dreamt about doing, would never have done on his own, but now here she was for all to see. It excited him to think other men could be lusting over his wife.
There were still questions that needed to be answered. Dan would find an excuse to see this man alone on Thursday, but he was not sure how he would get away by himself to do so.
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It was fast approaching noon on Thursday when Dan announced that he needed to drive into town for a beer run. Dee looked up from her magazine, blew him a kiss, and waved him on. Dan flew out of the house; he was a man on a mission.
Twenty minutes later the car was off the island, and he was parking in front of Joe's. Inside, the bar was dark, even though it was a bright sunny day outside. It took just a minute for Dan's eyes to adjust and then scan the room. There were three people drinking at the bar, none wearing a hat. Dan turned to the left, spotted one individual way in the back, sitting in a booth, under a cowboy hat, staring at him. He walked over to the table and asked, "Are you Jack?"
"Yes, please have a seat. I am glad you found my note. I see you came alone; I was hoping that beautiful creature might be with you." A large manila envelope was sitting in front of him on the table.
His comment was not received well by Dan; he bit his tongue, placed his anger in check, and sat down. "Those pictures on-line are of my wife, right?"
"Right."
"How did you get them?"
"Well, there's a story there, and you actually helped."
"How could I have possibly helped?" Dan was confused and still angry.