We fell into a routine. Every morning at 10:25 my wife left me on the beach to take her aerobics class taught by Jason. And every morning at 10:30 I was treated to, what I began to think of as, a live sex show with beautiful actors.
We all were getting something that we liked. Judy was getting her daily orgasm - actually Jason gave her two. Without Judy's knowledge, Jason permitted me to watch the sex show as long as I shot my cum neatly into a small garbage can he set out on his patio. And Jason cured his blue balls by cumming frequently into my wife.
One morning at breakfast Jason asked Judy if she'd like a change. By then he was pretty much ignoring me.
"Dr. Feel-good has invited us to visit him at his farm where he grows his Skunk weed," he said.
"I've had enough sun," Judy said. "A car trip sounds like fun. Can Richard come too?"
"I suppose so," he said with irritation in his voice.
We went out to Jason's rusty blue Nissan. Judy got in front with Jason and I jumped in the back.
We drove deep into the lush verdant country just outside of Negril. We passed abandoned sugar cane fields and tiny colorful cement block churches. Jason stopped to pick up two hitchhiking Jamaican schoolgirls in matching uniforms. They climbed in back with me. They were cute and giggled a lot but wouldn't respond to my questions. Shy I guess. We dropped them off at a dirt road that led to their school.
After about an hour Jason parked the car next to a road-stand where a round Jamaican woman in a colorful dress was selling drinks. We walked behind the road-stand and found Dr. Feel-good sitting on a bench next to a large shed made of unfinished wood.
"Welcome Mon," he said warmly to us all but was seemed especially happy to see Judy.
He gave her a hug that lasted until she pushed him away. We all laughed but I was beginning to tire of his constant hitting on my wife.
"Let me give you a tour of my little farm," he said. "The little paper cups on the table hold the seedlings, and under the table is where I keep my bags of soil and fertilizer. My ganja field is down this dirt path, behind a grove of trees."
"I'm not going down there," Judy said. "These are new sandals."
"I'll stay here with Judy," Jason offered. "You guys go on ahead."
"Ok," I said. I knew better than to argue with Jason.
The doctor and I walked to the ganja field alone. As we went through the trees he lit a huge spliff and passed it to me. I hadn't been high since we'd gotten to Jamaica so I took it, and we smoked as we walked.
The field was disappointing. The whole thing covered an area no larger than most back yards, and all the plants were thin and short. I had expected a forest of ganja plants standing taller than a man could reach.
I felt myself getting higher as we walked around.
We went back to the shed using another path and we arrived at the back door. He opened the door and the strong aroma of potent marijuana assaulted me. All around the room, thousands of plants were hung upside down to dry. Through a gap in the plants I had a view into a dimly lit room. In the room a plastic bag served as window covering, and cans of food filled shelves along the unfinished walls. I assumed that I'd found Dr. Feel-good's home.
I looked into a corner and stumbled backward in surprise. On a small bed two people were wildly fucking.
I leaned forward for a better look and realized that it was Jason and Judy. Jason was on top and he was still dressed except that his shorts hung around his ankles. His naked ass rose and fell with amazing speed as he fucked down into my wife. Judy's naked legs, with her new sandals still on her feet, were wrapped tightly around him. Her shorts and panties sat in a small pile on the dirty floor. Apparently they had been in too great a hurry to fully undress.
"Your woman's a pretty lady," I heard from behind me. I turned around and saw the doctor smiled mischievously at me, but it only made me angry.
"She love the big bamboo," he said moving his hips in a fucking motion.
"You should get out of here," I said with growing annoyance.
I turned back and watched them fucking again. I grew even more depressed and dejected than before. Before I had been important to them in some way. But now it was just about them. They were simply two lovers addicted each other. Two lovers who couldn't wait to undress and mate. And all they needed from me was to leave them alone.
"I think she'd like to ride the big
black
bamboo," Doctor Feel-good said.
"Come on," I said pulling him out of the shed. I'd finally had enough of him.
"Turn me loose," he said angrily.
"Stay away from my wife," I said. I could tell he was pissed, but I didn't care.
"Respect, Mon," he said smiling malevolently.
"I'm serious," I said. "Let's go. We'll circle back and give them time to finish."
The doctor lit another spliff and we smoked it as we walked. By the time we arrived at the front of the shed I was much too high. Judy and Jason were sitting on the bench looking happy and relaxed and glowing.
"Richard," Jason said laughing. "You don't look so good. We'd better get you back."
"Oops," Judy said when she stood. "I'd better use the ladies' room before we go."
"Here pretty lady," the doctor said as he put his arm around my wife's waist. "Let me show you."
"I can find it just fine myself," she said pushing him away. She went back into the little shack.
"Come here Doctor," Jason said. "I've got something for you." Jason pulled a small crumpled white piece of cloth from his pocket and handed it to the doctor.
"Ya Mon," the doctor gleefully said as he unfolded it.
It was Judy's panties!
He put them to his face and inhaled deeply.
"Oh. So sweet."
I could have strangled him then and there. And I was pissed at Jason too.
"Jason," I said. "Keep him away from Judy!"
"You still haven't learned, have you?" he said menacingly. "You're going to pay for that later."
'Oh no,' I thought as I calmed down. I watched the Doctor sniff and fondle my wife's panties and grew angry again.
"Give me those!" I said reaching for them.
"No way, Mon," he said jerking them away. "I might need them later," the doctor said laughing. He mimed masturbating into Judy's panties.
Mad rage filled me and I lunged at him.
The ganja however had been too strong. I stumbled and fell at his feet.
"Let's go killer," Jason said picking me up. Judy came out of the shack and the three of them carried me back to the car.
They laid me down in the back seat and Judy got in front with Jason again. I was getting higher and higher and I felt like I needed to sleep. I dozed off. When I opened my eyes Judy was gone! Jason was looking down at his lap.
"That's nice," he whispered.
I knew instantly that my wife was showing him 'Judy's Car Trick.'
Jason had taken everything from me. He had mastered me in every way. I looked up at the roof of the Nissan and listened to the sounds of Judy fellating my boss.
"Here it is," he said softly, and I knew Judy was draining him of his second load of the day.
"Thank you," he said after a long while.
"My pleasure," she whispered as she sat back up. "No! Leave it out. I like how it looks."
"Ok girlfriend," he said laughing.
I passed out again.
Thursday finally came. One more day until I got my lovely wife back. I was not, however completely sure she would want to come back.
