Finishing my second scotch, I looked down at my wife once more. Head thrown back, her pale skin glistened in the low light. I loved that look. Her breasts thrust forward, her swollen nipples dancing as she thrust up and down to reach her climax. Inhaling deeply, I reached for the crystal decanter to refill my scotch.
Pouring the golden liquid, my eyes returned to the photo on my desk. There were others too. Tina on her knees, her hands clutching at the mans buttocks… Tina’s dark hair spilling over the floor as her took her from behind… Tina on her back, her tiny feet over his shoulders. The man was Jack. I had helped secure the sneaky bastards services for the club and now he was enjoying my wife of three years.
Picking up the telephone, I dialed Captain Kohamba’s private number…
The customs desk at the small airport was not busy. It never was. I watched the heavy set black man run his eyes over my wife before stamping her passport. Returning the oval shaped sunglasses to cover her blue eyes, I watched as she half smiled before moving toward the front of the small building. His eyes continued to follow her as he shifted his weight around trying to get comfortable again. I knew what was going through his mind. She had that effect on most men. That was why I married her. Tina was my “trophy” wife.
At twenty?nine, she carried herself with a confidence (some might say arrogance) that had always intrigued me. The dark hair that fell past her shoulders framed her elegant features. Pale skin and cobalt eyes accented her full lips. She was five six and one hundred twenty pounds of near perfection. I was never sure if she spent more time maintaining that beauty or shopping. It never mattered to me, until a few weeks ago.
In a few minutes, I was joining her in the car that I had arraigned for us.
“Aren’t we waiting for our bags?”
“They’ll be sent later.”
She slid across the seat and laid her head on my shoulder. The light sundress slid up her toned, pale thighs. The thin material left little to the imagination. Her large nipples pushed at the light blue material. I loved her in blue. She always knew how to dress for me when she wanted to. Kissing my cheek, she let her hand glide up and down my thigh.
“This is so romantic David. Four days on the island. I thought we weren’t coming back here until the fall?”
“I wanted you to work on a tan Lover.”
She smiled up at me. “I know what you want me to work on.”
Her hand settled on my groin. We had not made love since I received the pictures.
“Part pleasure and part business. You haven’t forgotten have you?”
I could tell by the look on her face that she had.
“I hate that man. Do we have to see him?”
“Captain Kohamba controls the locals. If we want the next section of condominiums finished on time, we need him.”
“Just tonight… Then the rest of our time is ours?”
“You know he likes to hang around.”
She slid back against the passenger door.
“Drinking your scotch and staring at me.”
“You never minded men staring before.”
“He gives me the creeps David. I am your wife. He’s just the Captain in some make shift local army that you bribe to let you build your condos.”
My hands tightened on the wheel.
“Then you understand?”
“You mean you want me to flirt with him again?”
“That’s what a trophy wife does…”
Turning to face her, I forced a smile.
“… Helps her husband.”
She smiled. I had fallen in love with that smile. Even white teeth, heavy full lips. It was that smile that said it was all right that I was twenty years her senior. The smile that I had trusted… separated her from all the others… and fell in love with.
“Can we have Saturday and Sunday alone?”
Chuckling, I headed north to the first project that had already sold out.
Tina lay on the chaise lounger on the floor below us. She had showered and made for the patio as soon as we arrived. Kohamba just stared.
“She is a most beautiful woman David.”
“Yes she is. Twenty?nine and damn near perfect. I have the bills to prove it.”
The Captain laughed.
“Perhaps you would like an island girl this weekend? Not as pale skinned or full breasted, but enthusiastic.”
He looked at me, his dark eyes filled with lust.
“Another time.”
We both turned our attention back to Tina. She had rolled over onto her back and was applying a generous amount of sun tan oil to her legs. Her long fingers moved up and down her calves first, paying special attention to the top of her burgundy tipped feet. I saw Kohamba adjust the growing bulge in his khakis when she did her thighs and moved to her hard stomach.
“Remarkable woman.”
The words that slipped from his mouth hung between us. Tina loosened the string that held the top of her bikini, letting it slip to just above her nipples. We both watched as she worked the oil into the top of her magnificent breasts making her skin glisten.
Moving away from the balcony, I went to the bar and motioned him to join me.
“Are things in order?”
“Of course. The construction moves along as we have discussed. Kio has his people working longer hours. They want to start on the hospital soon.”
“Not until the condos are done.”
“Agreed.”
“And Tina?”
“She will be with us a very long time. I have the items you requested and they will be found in her luggage when she leaves.”
His dark eyes glowed as he finished his scotch.
“Alone I hope.”
“I will be called back for business Saturday morning. You will be here for dinner at eight?”
A wide grin split his dark face.
“And a most wonderful dessert. I would not miss it for the world.”
“Did he like the little show I put on?”
I slid the tiny clasp into the hook of the dress as she held her long dark hair above her neck. Kissing her scented shoulder, I let my hands slide down her arms.
“Of course.”
She pressed back against me.
“Why haven’t we made love?”
I met her eyes in our reflection of the full?length mirror. She was stunning. The halter style dress clung to her every curve. Her lips colored the shade burgundy I loved. Her breasts strained at the expensive material. I reached up and filled my hands with the wonderful flesh.
“Tonight…”
I nuzzled her neck. Her nipples came alive under my fingertips.
“I?it’s been so long…”
Her hands reached up and around my neck forcing her breasts tighter into my hands. Her eyes slowly closed. She gasped when I tweaked their hardening tips.
“Oh David.”
She turned to face me, her blue eyes almost gray looking up into mine, her nails stroking the back of my neck.
“Can’t we have tonight together… Alone?”
