CHAPTER THREE

 

 

I never thought I would get advice from a stranger, let alone help discovering something new about myself. With this newfound look of myself and my life ahead, I went to look for Maya to tell her.

 

Maya still wasn't answering my texts or calls. I really needed to talk to her. So I gritted my teeth and texted Anthony asking if he's seen Maya. A minute had passed before I got a response.

 

"Hey Robbie! We're at the gym. Cmon over!," his text read.

 

I took a deep breath and made my way towards the only gym the resort has.

 

The gym here is big yet I had trouble finding it. I had to ask different people where it was before I finally found it. Not only was it located on the 10th floor, but it took up almost half of the floor. There was even a front desk at the entrance with someone behind it, welcoming me and asking if I needed help. I thought I would need to be a guest here in order to use the gym but surprisingly he let me pass. It turns out he was expecting me thanks to Anthony giving him the head's up. I went towards the direction he pointed at after I asked him where he was.

 

I felt out of place in here walking around with casual attire. There were quite a few people in here working out. Most not paying me any attention as they were focused on their exercise. I passed by rows of treadmills and other cardio machines before I reached the free-weights section. Even before I reached the section I saw Anthony and Maya. Their backs were to me but I could tell it was them. Anthony was standing behind Maya watching her exercise. He wore your typical work-out attire: tank top, gym shorts, and sneakers. He was helping her lift a bar that was placed on her shoulders and hands as she squatted. I forgot what the name of the workout was called.

 

But my thoughts were already occupied from what I was seeing. More like what I wasn't seeing.

 

Maya was barely wearing anything. She had on the skimpiest blue short shorts with a red sports bra, and tennis shoes. Save for the hairband she wore for her ponytail, that was all she had on!

 

I was very uncomfortable how much skin Maya revealed in public. During our entire time together, I've never seen her wear so little outside the bedroom. This wasn't something she normally did. I know this is all Anthony's doing. Yet, I know I share some of the blame, if not all of it.

 

I continued to observe what was happening in front of me.

 

You could see every curve every time she got back up. It was even more apparent with her glistening tanned skin thanks to all the sweat she worked up.

 

Her ass looked more incredible as Maya stuck it out when she went down. Thanks to the short shorts, no one needed to use their imagination to see how her ass looked. Just the right amount of muscle where it never lost its appeal.

 

My God, she looked incredible.

 

I felt a familiar feeling I haven't felt for some time. It's the feeling I used to feel all the time back in school.

 

Admiration mixed with covet.

 

It's no surprise I haven't had any kind of relationships with girls back in junior high or high school. It was even hard for me to be just be friends with girls. I would mess that up by assuming any girl who spoke to me had an interest in me. It would always end in embarrassment.

 

Instead, I would daydream about a hot girl I would stare at from afar during school. I would imagine myself walking up to them, saying something suave, winning her over with my charm which would result in a date.

 

When in reality, most of the girls I would fantasize about never knew I existed. Instead, they would date these assholes who thought were the shit and would cheat on them with another beauty.

 

It bothered me for the longest time. If those girls were with me, I would treat them like queens.

 

Now I'm feeling the same torturous feeling I've felt all those years ago in school, as I watched a beautiful specimen, whom I once called "my wife," with another asshole who came into my life to make it hell.

 

My thoughts were interrupted once again when I noticed two guys stopped walking, as they were passing Anthony and Maya, when they saw Maya. They exchanged glances as they took in the show Maya was giving them, making no attempt to hide their glares. And I don't blame them.

 

Yet, I contemplated whether I should go over there to say something despite the situation I was in. I'm not the confrontational type but when it came to Maya I would have to make an exception. Still, I had no idea how to initiate the confrontation.

 

Luckily for me, as I was thinking of a game plan, Anthony took matters into his own hands.

 

When Anthony backed up a little to let Maya squat on her own, he noticed those guys staring at Maya and gave them a menacing stare. The guys saw him and took it as a sign to beat it.

 

I wish I had that kind of power to intimidate others. Coming from Anthony, I'd imagine it's not that difficult. Especially after working out, Anthony looked more intimidating. He didn't have to worry about anyone messing with him or what was his.

 

After scaring away the two guys, he noticed me from afar, changing his expression to light.

 

"Oh, hello, Robert! Come over here, man!" Anthony waved me over. I think I may have started looking like I've been in the gym for some time because I worked up a nervous sweat as I slowly walked over to Anthony and Maya.

 

By the time I got there, Maya placed the bar back on the rack. She turned around to grab a towel from Anthony, clearly avoiding eye contact with me.

 

Maya still looked amazing even covered in sweat. The sports bra she was wearing barely covered her nipples and areolas, making it look like her tits were about to pop out if she sneezed. Doubtlessly, it was not difficult to envision how she looked naked. It didn't surprise me she had a camel toe showing with the short shorts she was wearing as well.

 

My Maya would never in a million years wear something like this. Not even in the comfort of her own home.

 

"How are you, Robert?" Anthony asked me as he rested his on my shoulder.

 

"Good. I need to talk to Maya. It's important." I directed my words towards her.

 

"I bet. Maya has told me what happened. Which is why we're here. Exercise helps with stress."

 

"Maya, I really need to talk to you. It's important," I said, ignoring Anthony.

 

"Yeah? Well, I have nothing to say to you," she said, wrapping a gym towel around her neck as she began to walk away. I was about to go after her until Anthony stopped me, putting his hand on my chest to stop me from taking another step.

 

"Hold on a minute," he said. "Maya," he called for her, "remember what we talked about?"

 

Maya stopped. She didn't turn around, her back still towards us. She put her hands on her side, looking down. I couldn't help but still feel conflicted. On the one hand I wanted to apologize to her for my actions this morning and explain everything I was feeling. On the other hand, I couldn't help but get turned on just by looking at her. She looked amazing. Both the front and back. It was like looking at a totally different woman. Not my Maya.

 

Shortly after, Maya finally turned around to look at me. She still had a mixed look of pain and anger. But when she looked at Anthony, her face relaxed a little. After a few deep breaths, she gave him a nod.

 

"I've spoken to Maya about how we can work this out. Come back to our suite and I'll tell you all about it," Anthony said, placing his hand on my back, indicating to start walking.

 

Maya didn't say another word as we all made our way back to Anthony's suite.

 

It wasn't until we were in the elevator did Anthony speak again.

 

"Maya mentioned the fight you two had this morning. I expressed my guilt to Maya and even offered to put an end to this arrangement. But she insisted it isn't my fault."

 

I noticed Maya returning a smile Anthony had given her first. I couldn't believe Maya told him about our fight. What else has she told him?

 

"Unfortunately, It seems the fault might be on you, Robert. Maya thinks you're not being completely honest with her. It's because of that Maya is giving you the cold shoulder."

 

When Maya saw me looking at her, she quickly looked away, returning to her scorned expression.

 

"So I offered her a solution."

 

As always, I had a bad feeling about this.

 

"I told her we should give you a chance to come clean. To see if you're being honest with her."

 

"I don't...What do you mean?" I asked.

 

"She just wants to see if you've been lying to her this entire time."

 

At that point the elevator reached his suite and the doors slid open. I still had no idea what Anthony was up to. I just know it wasn't good.

 

As we exited the elevator, Maya walked past me to be by Anthony's side. They both turned to face me.

 

"We've agreed to let you be with us for the remainder of the day. By that I mean watch everything we do up close and personal," Anthony said.

 

This wasn't new to me. I've already seen them together as a couple. As hard as it was for me, I was getting used to it.

 

"Since technically we're still married, we are going to continue to act as a happily married couple. Which so far has not been difficult at all. Maya thinks that it would be a good idea for you to watch and observe. You have the option to protest or put a stop to whatever we do you don't like. Just know that it will show Maya what she has been afraid of: your dishonesty."

 

"Maya, if you'd just listen to me, I can-" I started.

 

"No! You listen!" Maya said sharply. She walked towards me, still in her gym attire. She always did look attractive when she was upset. Something about that Latina passion makes any hot Latin woman especially hot. "I told you to be honest with me. But instead you decide to stay quiet. I know something is bothering you. And I think I know what it is." Maya was right in front of me at this point. She was so close to me I could smell the dry sweat from her body. God, even her sweat got me excited. "And if I find out that you've been lying to me about this fantasy," Maya whispered, "we're done." I can see the sudden seriousness in her face she was being completely honest. The look on her face scared me a little.

 

I let her words sink before I responded.

 

"Okay, Maya. Fine," I stammered.

 

I knew Maya was still upset from our fight. I can imagine the conflict she's going through. The only reason she started this was because of me and Anthony. Now that she thinks she genuinely enjoys doing this for me, it is hard for her to understand why I might not want this anymore. If she found out I never wanted this in the first place, she will realize she has done something she can never undo. And because I helped her do this, she will never forgive me. I can't risk losing her. Especially not to Anthony.

 

After resigning to my fate, I looked at the both of them. Anthony gave me a cocky smile, probably loving every minute of this.

 

"When do we uh...when do we start?" I asked, hesitantly.

 

"Now," Maya immediately said.

 

With that, she turned around and briskly started making her way towards, I think, where the bathroom was located in Anthony's suite. Halfway there, she began taking off her sports bra. Her bare back was visible to us before she disappeared around the corner.

 

Anthony followed my gaze as "his" wife walked away undressing towards the bathroom. After she left the room, Anthony and I looked at each other. He shot me a devious look while I gave him a worried look.

 

"This is going to be a fun day," was all he said, before following Maya to the bathroom. Before he left the room, he was also in the process of taking off his tank top.

 

I didn't move right away. I didn't want to move. I guess Anthony sensed this because he then said, "C'mon, Robert!"

 

It's funny. At first, I didn't want Maya to be sleeping with other men. But now that I've discovered I may have secretly had a fetish for just that, my only problem now is Anthony. I just know I don't want him in our lives anymore.

 

As I slowly made my way to the bathroom, I could hear the sound of water coming out of the shower head. I saw a trail made up of articles of clothing from both Maya and Anthony. I first noticed her sports bra on the floor, then her gym shorts. Anthony's tank top and shorts weren't far off.

 

The door to the bathroom was left open for me. I could hear the sound of the water hitting the shower floor in different patterns indicating one or both of them were already in the shower.

 

I took a deep breath before entering, already imagining what I'm going to see.

 

I vaguely remember the bathroom, seeing as how last time I was in here drunk and puking my guts out. Plus the lights were off.

 

Now that I'm sober and the lights were on, I had a very clear view of the erotic scene that was unfolding in front of me.

 

I gave it a second to admire the fancy bathroom before I turned my attention to the walk-in shower.

 

The barrier sealing the walk-in shower was made entirely out of transparent glass, giving me a clear view of what Anthony and Maya were doing.

 

Anthony, holding the detachable shower head, ran the water all over Maya' body from head to toe. He held it over her head as she used her hands to get her hair completely wet. Anthony used his other free hand to gently rotate her body so the water hit every part of it.

 

It was still intimidating to see a man like Anthony tower over Maya. Her small frame made him look like a beast. Even though they were both naked, she was the only one who looked vulnerable.

 

Maya always looked amazing when she was completely wet. The hot shower scene before me reminded me of Maya' attempt at shower sex with me last time, which didn't end so well. I don't imagine her having the same problem with Anthony.

 

When Anthony felt Maya was sufficiently soaked, he passed the shower head to her where she gave him the same treatment. The only difference was that Anthony didn't rotate as Maya sprayed the water on him. Instead, Anthony, in not so many words, motioned for Maya to walk around him while he stood still. The walk-in shower was very spacious. It could probably fit 5 people in there. Maybe 10 if they huddled together.

 

Anthony looked over at my direction to see my reaction. He smiled. He probably could tell I was feeling a little excited from what I'm seeing. I knew he was reveling in this. He must've felt some kind of power from stealing another man's wife and making him watch her service him.

 

When I saw him looking at me, I turned away quickly, feeling ashamed. I took this opportunity to walk over to a small bench in the bathroom. I thought it funny to have a bench in a bathroom. Even for a fancy one. Never thought I would use one in any situation where I would sit on it in a bathroom. Yet, here I am.

 

I sat upright, knees together and hands on my lap as I continued to watch my cruel boss and now ex-wife share a shower together.

 

By this point, Anthony took the shower head from Maya and re-attached it to its base. Anthony then handed her a loofa which Maya took with a smile. She grabbed one of the complimentary body wash gel from the resort and applied on the loofa. After which, she began rubbing it all over Anthony's body.

 

Anthony just stood there while Maya bathed him. I couldn't help but feel there was something erotic about a woman bathing a man like that. The dominance that Anthony was alluding was very strong. His alpha status more evident.

 

As Maya lathered Anthony's body with the loofa, Anthony looked over at me with that smug look.

 

He must be feeling pretty good right about now. In more ways than one. Looking back, I still can't believe the events that has occurred in the past several days.

 

I wonder if he had any doubt about pulling this off. If he did, I couldn't tell. Doesn't matter now, I guess.

 

After Maya scrubbed Anthony's chest and arms, she went for his legs. She had to crouch down to reach for his ankles. She stayed crouched as she scrubbed his legs.

 

I couldn't help but notice his hardening member. It wasn't until Maya gave it attention did it start to swell faster. She looked over me as she did this with a smile, letting me know she was enjoying it.

 

If she wanted me to stop her I couldn't tell. Truth be told, as much as I deny it, I don't think I wanted to. I just sat there, eyes glued to the hot scene being played in front of me.

 

She shifted her position so that she was kneeling right in front of him with his cock in front of her face. With one hand she held it by the head while gently scrubbing his shaft.

 

I didn't have a clear view of her doing this because the back of her head was blocking my view but I took this moment to admire the naked back side of Maya.

 

Thanks to her workout with Anthony, her body was looking extra tight and fit. And she was completely wet. No man would have any problem getting aroused around Maya. Anthony was no exception.

 

Anthony's hard-on was more prominent the more attention Maya gave it as she lathered it with soap from the loofa. She held his member up as she gently scrubbed his balls.

 

For the umpteenth time I couldn't help but get hard as I watched Maya be with Anthony. I was glad I wore my cargo shorts today, making my tent not so obvious. But the harder I got, the more uncomfortable it felt. When neither of them were looking, I quickly shifted my dick in a different position through my shorts.

 

I don't know what is it about watching Maya be with Anthony. I know he's a vindictive asshole who's ruining my honeymoon with Maya. But I could not ignore the fact that what I'm witnessing is completely turning me on. I try not to think about what kind of guy Anthony is and what he has put me through.

 

Instead, I focus on Maya, who was once my wife, this beautiful creature who believed she deserved my love, pleasuring a strong, successful man. The discomfort in my shorts returned.

 

Anthony still didn't move when Maya shifted her position behind Anthony, still crouched.

 

Anthony continued to stare at me with the same smugness as Maya lathered his ass from behind. Ignoring his stare, I thought how hot it was to see her naked front side between his legs.

 

The soap she used to wash him would drop to her chest and slide down her body all the way to her pussy.

 

It was erotic to see a beautiful, small woman bathe a strong, well-endowed man like Anthony. It makes me realize how much I like to see her with a better man than me. I always do think that she can do a lot better than me. It's something I would never say out loud. But it's becoming more evident as I continue to let this go further.

 

Maya stood back up to wash his back. I only see her legs between his. Her hand would be visible as she scrubs his shoulders.

 

I couldn't help but take quick glances at his cock. It was still hard. It shouldn't be a surprise for me but it is. It reminds me how my talk with Eddie made me discover that I may have always had a secret fetish of watching Maya with another man. Every time I see Maya having sex with Anthony, I always end up masturbating to it. I just wish Anthony wasn't involved.

 

Apparently Maya worked up Anthony pretty good because Anthony reached Maya from behind and easily moved her in front of him. She looked surprised as he did this but replaced it with satisfaction as he started rubbing his hands all over her body.

 

He had her facing me so I could see him fondle her in front of me through the clear shower glass. Anthony massaged her breasts with his hands. He cupped them with his hands, massaging them a little roughly. I could tell Maya enjoyed it as she tilt her head back, closing her eyes.

 

Anthony crossed his arms so his hands cover the other tit, still massaging them roughly.

 

Maya braced herself by holding onto the glass shower pane. Anthony snaked his right hand between her tits to grab a hold of her neck while the other hand went to her crotch.

 

With her small stature next to his massive frame, she had never looked more vulnerable. If Anthony wanted to, he could probably crush her neck in one squeeze.

 

Even with the shower running, I could hear Maya moan as Anthony worked her over as he massaged her clit. Her hands would slide down as she tried to hold onto something as she felt pleasure coming from the hands of my blackmailer.

 

Maya was barely tall enough to grip her hands over the edge of the partition as she held on while Anthony continued his assault. She would look back down to see my reactions. I guess she liked what she saw as she formed a sly smile before returning back to the pleasure.

 

I kept readjusting myself every minute or two. I was trying to hide the fact that I've been trying to play with myself as I saw Anthony and Maya go at it again. I know they've seen me do it before but I still felt ashamed. Not sure of which. To prove to Maya I really do want to be a cuckold or to Anthony.

 

Anthony stopped his assault on her breasts as he gently nudged her forward so that her amazing tits were pressed up against the glass partition. Her boobs flattened against the glass as Anthony guided her mouth to his as they shared another long passionate kiss.

 

I always thought this kind of scene only happens in movies or porn. The whole thing never stopped being surreal. Especially now that I've stopped fighting this newfound feeling of being a cuckold, it really has taken a hold on me. I would forget all about Anthony and his plan to ruin my relationship with Maya.

 

All of a sudden Maya' head jerked back. This took her by surprise at first until she giggled. I caught a glimpse of Anthony gripping her wet hair with one hand from behind. He returned a playful smile before kissing and sucking on her neck. Her sweet spot.

 

Whether fake or not, Maya moaned louder. The bulge in my shorts was hurting again. At this point, I'm hoping they will turn around so I can whip out my own cock and get some much needed relief.

 

I noticed Anthony grabbed a hold of his own cock to hold it steady as he, once again, inserted it into Maya. He had to squat very low in order to align himself with Maya.

 

I don't know for sure how many times they've had sex. I wasn't with them all the time during our stay here. All I know for sure is that they've had sex almost every day. It's like they were both insatiable. I know Maya likes to get in the mood a lot. It never bothered me. I always enjoyed her handjobs and blowjobs. She was my first when it came to those two. I wish I could say it was a happy memory.

 

Both occasions I came in less than a minute. I got so excited that I just couldn't help it. I also wish I could say that it didn't happen again. Although Maya has mentioned it doesn't bother her, she doesn't do it frequently. I even insisted it doesn't become a habit. I couldn't bear to relive the embarrassment again and again.

 

But Maya wasn't the type to hide her feelings or keep her thoughts to herself. Just the opposite. Being raised a proud Mexican-American has made her tough both physically and mentally. No one picks on Maya unless you're looking for a fight. Doesn't matter if it's a guy or girl. Needless to say I do everything at all cost to avoid being in a fight with her.

 

Maya let out a soft grunt from Anthony's first pump. I didn't have a view but I could envision his big cock making its way up inside Maya.

 

I was still surprised she could take all of it. For being on the shorter side and all. Maya had mentioned once or twice about the size of a man's penis. She would argue that bigger the better is a myth. That sex can be amazing based on who you're with.

 

It scares me a little to think what Maya must be thinking, now that I know she's been with someone who's clearly bigger than me. It's a talk I'm not looking forward to.

 

Maya' tits on the glass were pressed harder, as they jerked up and down from Anthony's thrusts as he fucked her. Her grunts were getting louder.

 

They both looked at me at the same time while they were having sex. She gave me a glazed look while Anthony kept his smug look. I know he was getting off on the knowledge that he's fucking a woman who is no longer legally my wife but his in our honeymoon. The situation is insane, but take Anthony out of the picture and I could agree it is hot for me too.

 

The water from their shower made it more erotic as it washed their bodies. Seeing Maya wet reminded me of that day again when she tried to have sex with me in the shower. My God she looked perfect.

 

I hate to admit it but Anthony did look like the kind of guy Maya would be with. Not the asshole type, but the body type. But then again, they both go hand in hand.

 

Ever since junior high, girls I've always had a crush on would end up with guys who were jerks. Some of which would be my bullies. I never understood why such attractive girls would be with guys who treated them like dirt. While nice guys like me don't even get a chance.

 

Anthony paused for a moment to reach down to grab a hold of Maya' left leg from under her knee, and lifted it up. He held her leg up effortlessly while he continued fucking Maya.

 

With this new position, I can see perfectly his dick going in and out of Maya. Now he had to deal with holding her leg up at the same time. It made me break a sweat.

 

Watching Maya being able to take all of him inside her was unbelievable, my arousal still building. She had to rely on her other leg to keep steady.

 

Anthony leaned in closer, putting his head next to hers. This caused her to press up against the glass even more, causing more of her tits to flatten on the partition.

 

Then Anthony moved the hand that was holding her leg to her chin, using his arm to keep holding her leg up. Lucky for the both of them, Maya was flexible. Her left knee was now basically touching her left tit.

 

Maya was moaning with her head tilted up until Anthony grabbed a hold of it and made her look at me while he whispered something in her ear.

 

I couldn't hear what he was whispering to her thanks to the shower running, but my imagination was running wild.

 

He never broke his rhythm as he did this. Maya looked at me with the same pleasurable look as Anthony fucked her and whispered to her.

 

I'd imagine he's saying something along the lines of, "you see how he likes to watch? He really is a cuckold. He is being honest with you."

 

After finishing his whispers, he nibbled on her ear and kissed her neck. I really wanted to let my cock out. At least to let it free from its restriction.

 

Maya' moans grew louder from Anthony's unrelenting pounding. As usual Anthony never slowed down. He went faster if not keeping the same pace. It was only until Maya had her first orgasm did he slow down. Maya went quiet at the height of her climax, shutting her eyes tightly. It was only when she was coming down from it did she groan out loud.

 

I watched on as Anthony and Maya went at it in the shower for another half hour, with me watching them. At no point did Maya showed any indication that she did not want me to watch or go away. In fact, I think she also got off more from me watching her with another man!

 

I surprised myself by managing to keep my own dick in my pants. Lord knows it was not easy. I still felt a little shameful and unsure if it was okay for me to do so. I figured I'd rub one out as soon as I'm alone.

 

I watched on as Anthony and Maya switched positions after every orgasm she had. She came a total of four times before he did. Anthony had to work hard in order to get her to each climax, but it didn't seem bother him. The stamina from this guy was incredible. No way could I compete with that.

 

There last position was with Maya sitting on Anthony's lap with her back to his chest. I didn't notice there was a seat in the walk-in shower for them until they sat down. Anthony spread his legs while Maya kept hers together as she rode him. He let her do most of the work as he rested his arms on the side as Maya bobbed up and down on his still hard cock. She leaned forward a little with her hands on his knees to hold onto while she rode him.

 

She even looked at me one more time as she came. Anthony grabbed her hips as he came too. With his strong grip, he held onto her as he used her to grind onto him. He groaned out loud, giving an animalistic look as he deposited another load inside her.

 

Maya leaned forward still holding herself up with her hands on Anthony's knees. She looked down catching her breath.

 

I heard Anthony say, "come here," before he pulled her back by the shoulder to have her back on his chest, without taking his spent cock out of her. They both giggled before kissing passionately.

 

At the same time, both looked over at me without stopping, making sure I was still watching. I still was. I don't think I even blinked.

 

They both continued their make-out session under the running water. Finally feeling satisfied, Maya carefully got off of Anthony's cock, which was partially hard now. Anthony got up too to rinse his cock briefly before exiting the shower, showing no sign of insecurity as he walked around his bathroom naked. Maya stayed behind, telling Anthony she was going to finish showering. To which Anthony agreed.

 

"Why don't you wait outside in the living room, Robert, while we get ready?" Anthony suggested.

 

"Uh, sure," was all I could say.

 

I got up and slowly started making my way towards the bathroom exit before taking one last look. Anthony was in the process of wrapping a towel around his waist, covering his deflated cock. Maya never looked at me as she applied conditioner on her hair.

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