CHAPTER TWO
After I got dressed, we both went down to have breakfast at the resort's dining room. There were already plenty of people there getting and eating food. It took a good while to get our food before heading to an available table. Which was another hassle. There were so many people, there didn't seem to be any available table or seat. We were about to head to the outside part of the dining room when I heard a familiar voice.
"Hey, Maya, over here!"
We both turned around to see who called Maya and to my dismay, it was Anthony.
"Oh, hey Anthony!" My wife replied with glee.
How did she know Anthony? She's never seen him before. I least I thought so. Did she always know Anthony was my boss?
Anthony was sitting alone at a table for four eating breakfast.
"Come sit over here with me." Anthony waved his hand, gesturing for us to come over.
I didn't want to move but had to when Maya started walking towards him. I quickly caught up with her before she could reach him.
"You know him?" I asked nervously.
"Yeah, we met this morning. We were jogging the same route along the beach."
Thank, God. I don't know if it would be harder if she found out he was my boss.
"Hey, there," Anthony stood up and reached his hand out to me, "You must be, Robert, right?" he asked me, pretending not to know who I was. I played along.
"Nice to meet you! Maya told me all about you. I'm Anthony." I shook his hand. He gave me a death grip as he shook it. I winced in pain, but I don't think Maya noticed.
"Nice to meet you too."
I sat down, reluctantly, after releasing my hand.
"How was the rest of your run?" Maya asked.
"Great! Ran another 5 miles and tackled the Hill." Anthony said.
"Wow, look at you! I was already wiped out after my jog." Maya said impressed.
"Don't worry about it. It's the humidity here. It'll do it every time. You look like you're in great shape."
"Thank you," Maya said.
"You're a lucky man, Robert. Don't let this one get too far or someone will snatch her right up!"
Both Anthony and Maya laughed. The best I could do was force a half smile. Maya and Anthony were eating right along talking more about fitness. One of the things Anthony had me do was provide him with a long list of details Maya liked and didn't like, making it easier for him to have her like him if not seduce her. Every time he brought up a different topic, Maya would be surprised because she had the same interests as he did, not realizing I gave him all the information I had on her. He didn't talk to me at all. Maya didn't seem to mind he was just talking to her. I didn't even eat a bite of my food.
"What are your plans for today?" Anthony asked my wife.
"Not sure, really. We got pamphlets on what we can do here on the island. We'll probably do some of them today."
"That sounds great!" Anthony whipped out his phone. "Whoops! Hold on a second, it's work." He started typing away on his phone.
"Must be hard running a company, huh?" Maya asked.
I felt my own phone buzzing. I took it out to see I got a text from Anthony. As he was answering my wife's question, I read the text he sent me.
"I'm going to offer you both to be your guide today while you're on the island. Make up some excuse so that you can't come. Or else."
I read that text a few more times. I'm supposed to leave my wife alone with a man she just met who happens to be my evil asshole of a boss? How can I do that? What husband would do that? I snapped out of my thoughts when Maya grabbed a hold of my shoulder.
"Hon? Are you alright," she asked me.
"Huh? Oh yeah, I'm fine. What were you saying?"
"Who was that on the phone?" she asked me.
"It was my mom. She was asking how things are going."
"Oh, okay. Well, I was asking what do you want to do today?"
"Umm, I'm not sure really. I have to look at those pamphlets again to see what we can do."
"I don't mean to impose, but," Here it goes, "if you like, I don't mind showing you two a good time around here. I always come here on vacation. This place is incredible. So much to do and see.What do you say?"
"Really? You don't have any plans of your own while you're here?" Maya asked Anthony.
"Not really. As a matter of fact, I usually offer up my services to newcomers. It's been a rewarding experience. Something about trying out an attraction with new people feels like I'm trying it for the first time." Anthony replied sporting a killer smile.
"Well, if you don't mind, I guess we could try that out for today and see how it goes. What do you say, Rob?"
I hesitated for a second. I looked at Anthony with an unsure look. He still had that charismatic look on him, but his eyes told me he was ready to destroy me if I didn't answer correctly.
"Sure. Let's try that out and see how it goes." I said, trying to sound supportive.
"Great! You guys are gonna have a great time I promise!" Maya looked happy and excited. So did Anthony. I, on the other hand, was feeling terrible.
I only managed to take two bites of my food by the time Anthony and Maya were done. Anthony offered to pay for the entire meal to which Maya tried to stop him but he insisted.
"So, I'll see you both at the entrance of the hotel in say...an hour from now?" Anthony suggested.
"Sure, that sounds good. We'll see you there. Thanks for doing this, Anthony. We really appreciate this."
"No, problem. See you both soon!" With that Anthony walked away, going back to his room, I guess.
We walked back to our room when Maya said, "Why were you being rude back there?"
"What?"
"You barely said anything to Anthony at the table. You let me do all the talking. And you didn't eat your food."
"You know how I get when I meet new people," I answered back.
"Sometimes I wish you would get over that. I really do." Maya said with annoyance.
I didn't know what else to say. I didn't want to say anything else until I got an idea.
"Actually, I'm not feeling too good, Maya."
"Why? What's wrong now?"
"I didn't want to say anything in front of him, but the pain in my arm is coming back. I think the fall this morning did a number on me. On top of that, I think I am coming down with something."
"Damn, babe, you should've said something! C'mon, let's take you to see a doctor." She stopped walking and did a 180, towards the hotel exit.
"Actually, hon? I think it would be a good idea if I just go alone to see the doctor. I don't want to ruin your fun today with Anthony."
"Forget that. We'll do that another time. I'm taking you to see someone about your arm."
"Babe, please, you don't have to do that. Why don't you go ahead with Anthony and after I'm done with the doctor, I'll catch up with you two? How does that sound?" I asked, sounding hopeful.
"Stop it. I'm going with you and that's it. Stop acting weird."
Every part of me hated trying to convince her to spend time alone with Anthony, but this had to be done. The alternative was not an option.
"I just feel guilty for ruining our good time ever since we got here. You deserve to have some fun while we're here. I seem to keep messing it up. Do this for me, please."
"I just don't understand-"
"God damn it, babe! I'm trying to be a good husband by making up for the wrong I did to you. This is something I want for you and you're rejecting it. Could you just please do this one thing for me, please. Please!"
At this point I was desperate. I even sounded desperate. The look on her face was evident that I delivered a convincing performance.
Maya thought about it for a few seconds before answering.
"Okay, babe, if it means that much to you..." she said with uncertainty.
"Thank you. I promise, as soon as I'm done, I'll catch up with you, okay?"
"Okay," Maya said with a smile. I smiled back.
We went our separate ways after a kiss. I headed towards the direction of the infirmary while Maya went back to our room to change. When she was out of sight, I took out my phone and texted Anthony.
"She's going to the room to change. Convinced her to go without me," I wrote. It took 30 seconds to get a reply.
"Excellent! Hope you have something planned for the whole day on your own. Cuz’ we'll be gone for the whole day. Have a nice day, Robbie!" Anthony wrote. With a heavy heart, I put my phone back in my pocket. I waited approximately for an hour at the bar before I headed back to the room, thinking enough time has passed for Maya to change and leave. Sure enough, when I got to our room, she was not there.
I spent the rest of the day in my room. I didn't feel like going out. I was sick with worry. I tried to occupy my mind by watching television and on my laptop, but my mind was still filled with guilt and fear. What if Anthony hurt her? What if he mentioned the false allegations he has against me to Maya? Or worse, what if they are actually having a good time?
It's hard to imagine Maya stepping outside of our marriage to hook up with someone, even if he was successful and handsome. I know she loves and would never do anything to hurt me. But now that she thinks I wouldn't mind seeing her with another man, would she actually do it? Knowing her, she wouldn't. For as long as I've known her, she isn't really into anything kinky. She mentioned her last boyfriend was a freak and always pushed her into crazy sex acts but Maya never budged. It just never interested her. After her last boyfriend, she knew she wasn't into anything crazy like that. Blowjobs were barely something she liked doing.
Although I'll never forget the times when she did give me a blowjob. It was pure bliss. Her soft, velvety mouth always had me reaching an orgasm in a minute. I would have to warn her every time so she could aim the head of my penis in another direction. Usually in a paper towel. Everything about semen bothered her. She said she let her last boyfriend cum in her mouth but instantly spit it back out. The idea itself freaked her out so badly, she couldn't remember what it tastes like. Probably for the best.
Thinking about Maya giving me a blowjob was turning me on. I was already horny this morning when we were in the shower together. I whipped out my dick and started massaging it into erection with the help of imagining Maya giving me head. I was fully hard when I heard the alert from my phone that I received a message. It was Maya.
"Where are you? Are you almost done?" It read.
I looked at the time on my phone to see over 3 hours had passed since the last time we were together.
I wrote, "Sorry still waiting. Lot of people in the doctor's office today. I think there's a flu going around the island." My bullshit was getting better.
"Sorry babe. We're about to go on a boat ride with other people from the island. Wish you were here!"
"Me too. I'll try to be there soon, Have fun though!"
"You better! Love you <3" was the last thing she wrote. She sent a picture that was a selfie of herself smiling, along with a smiling Anthony, and a few others I've never seen before. More people from the island I'm guessing.
A huge weight lifted off my shoulders. I was relieved to see other people were there with them. I thought maybe Anthony wouldn't try anything if people were there. Who knows. He's a pretty bold guy. But I know Maya better. She wouldn't let any man mess with her. It's no surprise she's had her fair share of creeps hitting on her. Guy's like Anthony would always approach her and say some lewd things to her. Even when I'm there with her! They think I won't do or say anything to stop them. It's embarrassing to say, but I think that would be the case. Maya would always defend herself without needing my help. It was a relief I was with such an independent strong woman. I wish some of that confidence rubbed off me.
I always wonder why Maya decided to date me in the first place. I certainly wasn't the hottest guy in the world. It did surprise people when they would see us in public kissing and holding hands, no doubt thinking I was one lucky s.o.b. I had to agree with them. What she did like about me was my innocence. It dropped her guard around me and opened herself up to me. We also shared the same interests, from comic books to hockey. She's an L.A. Kings fan and I a Washington Capitals fan.
Maya mentioned that, of all the guys she's been with, I was the only one who actually took an interest in her besides her body. I never admitted to her that I secretly did and that the only reason I didn't do anything about it was that I had no idea how to approach a girl like Maya. Lucky for me, she made the first move.
Anthony would've been like all the other guys in her past who would just hit on her, focused only on one thing. But thanks to my help, he now knows almost everything about her to win her over. It would definitely help him but still don't think it will work. And that scares me. Because of it doesn't, then I'll be facing consequences that may lead me to prison. But what's worse? Prison? Or losing a wife? It was still a no-win situation.
Maya texted me again and again as the day went by. Asking me where I was and why I was still taking so long? I was running out of excuses so I just kept telling her the same ones. She didn't say so, but I knew she would be upset. She wouldn't understand why I took so long. I'll just have to sound convincing when she comes back.
I didn't get any more pictures from Maya but Anthony started sending me pictures. He sent pictures of Maya. Judging by the photos it looks like they were done in secrecy. He sent multiple pictures of her ass and chest. Maya decided to wear her jean shorts with a white tank top. She looked amazing as always, pretty sure driving Anthony insane with more lust. There was one picture he sent that was a selfie of him right behind her as if he was about to hump her. She looked like she was looking at something that wasn't in the picture. Maya was pointing at something from the island. The selfie also showed Anthony’s face with the evil smile I knew too well. I didn't bother to reply back. He knew how I felt and I didn't want to give him the satisfaction.
It was around 7 P.M. when Maya finally came back. I was in bed trying to read from my nook. It was still hard to concentrate but I was getting tired now.
"Robert!" Maya yelled.
Aw, shit.
"In here," I replied in the bedroom.
She stormed in the room with an incredulous look.
"Where the fuck were you!? Huh!? Did it seriously take you that fucking long to get your arm checked out? You were gone the whole fucking day!" she yelled.
"I know...I'm just as upset as you are. I got out of the doctor's almost an hour ago. I'm sorry I didn't feel like going out afterward. I just thought I'd wait for you back at the room."
"What kind of shit is that? There is no way you were gone the whole day for a hurt arm and being sick. What really happened? And don't lie to me. I want the truth!"
I hope my acting skills were still up to par.
"You won't believe me."
"Try me," Maya challenged.
For a moment, I wanted to tell her the actual truth. But Anthony mentioned never to tell Maya his plan or else, not only would he ruin my life, but he would ruin hers as well. Something I definitely couldn't live with.
"I was going to surprise you. I had plans for us when you came back. But it didn't happen. Not that it couldn't but I just didn't have enough time."
"What do you mean? What surprise?" Maya crossed her arms in front of her. I loved when she did that. Her chest was so big that she had to put her arms underneath them when she crossed them, making them stick out more.
"I was going to have one of the chefs here cook our very first meal together. I thought it would be romantic."
"Our first meal together was at McDonald's. You were going to have him make McDonald's for dinner?"
"No, I meant our first dinner as a couple," I corrected.
"I think that was also McDonald's," she said.
Was it? Damn, it was!
"No, what I meant was I was going to originally-"
"You know what, just stop. Okay? Just stop! I've had enough of your lies. We've been here for two days and we haven't spent hardly any time together or had fun as husband and wife. Today, you're lying where you've been and you know what? I've had enough."
I didn't know what she meant by that. The next thing she did was packing her luggage with her stuff. I got up immediately.
"Wait, hon, don't-" I started to say. I grabbed her by the shoulder which she slapped off.
"No, don't! Don't touch me! I'm leaving until you get your shit together."
"But there's no way to leave the island until next week!" I tried to reason.
"I'm going to buy another room, idiot!" she retorted.
"Please, don't go! I'm sorry! I'll do whatever you want but please don't go!"
"You made me do this, Robert. You just deal with whatever you're dealing with and then come find me!" It took Maya minutes to get all her stuff together.
"I'm not dealing with anything! I just...I just..." I had no idea what to say.
"That's what I thought. Goodbye, Robert." I watched her go with all her belongings, slamming the door shut behind her.
I sat back on the bed, burying my head in my hands in dismay. I was in the verge of crying when I received a text message.
"Head's up, bud. Your wife is on her way and she is pissed. Where were you all day?" Anthony wrote.
I really didn't feel like talking to him but I felt he needed to know the plan was over.
"In room all day," I wrote. "Maya was already here. We fought. She left. Going to buy another room."
I didn't hear back from Anthony. I didn't care. I had other things to worry about. Although, a small part of me thought the reason he didn't write back was that he started the process of revealing false, yet convincing evidence of me doing something horrible to authorities.
Maya didn't come back. She was true to her word. I spent an hour sending her texts to come back, but no reply from her. I stayed up past midnight with plenty of morbid thoughts when I got a text from Anthony, finally.
"Meet me at the main bar. Now." That's all he wrote. I didn't want to leave the room in case Maya came back, but Anthony seemed adamant. I put on some quick clothes and headed out the room to the main bar of the hotel.
I came down to see Anthony sitting down in one of the booths from the bar. There were several other people at the bar which was probably why he was sitting so far away. I slowly walked up to him and sat down on the other side of the table.
"Jesus, pal, you look like shit! Rough day?" Anthony took a sip from his drink. "You look like you could use a drink yourself." He said pointing at the drink in front of me. I didn't even notice it. I took it and drank all of its content in seconds. Whatever it was, it was strong. And he was right. I did need it.
"What now?" I asked him.
"What do you mean?" he said.
"I'm guessing you're here to tell me it's over and you're going to ruin my life now."
Anthony laughed.
"Not at all, bud! Everything is still going according to plan." He took another sip from his drink. I didn't understand.
"Did you not get my text?"
"No, I did."
"So, you know Maya is gone. She's mad I was gone the whole day and we haven't spent any time together."
"Yeah, you should've been there. We had a really great time. I think me and your wife are getting along really well."
"It doesn't matter now. She's gone and won't be coming back until I tell her the truth about everything. She's not going to want to do anything with you if she's fighting with her husband. She just wants us to celebrate our marriage together like a happily married couple."
"I know. She told me the same thing."
It took a few seconds for those words to sink in. Without even waiting for me to ask, he said, "Maya couldn't get another room so she hit me up asking if she could stay with me for the time being to which I gladly obliged."
"Wait. She's staying in your room?"
"That's right, bud. All part of the plan."
I was in shock. She could be in danger right now. Anthony, being a strong guy could force her to do anything she wanted. The idea scared me.
"Look, Anthony, I'm-"
SLAP!
Anthony once again slapped me hard across the face. The blow almost knocked me out. Luckily, the other people at the bar were far away that they didn't notice a big man slapping a small man.
"I hate doing that to you. I really do. But this is for your own good. The only way you'll learn is through corrective action."
I rubbed my face to soothe the pain.
"Now, what were you saying?"
I collected myself the best I could before answering.
"Please, sir don't hurt my wife. Don't force her to do anything she doesn't want. I can still convince her to sleep with you. Just don't hurt her, please?"
Anthony looked insulted.
"What kind of guy do you think I am? Do you think I need to force myself on a girl to be with me. Is that what you think?" Anthony was waiting for an answer.
"I-I-I didn't mean anything by it. I just..." I was afraid Anthony was going to hit me again. Instead, Anthony laughed.
"You crack me up, Robbie. You really do." Anthony downed the rest of his drink, He motioned the bartender for another one. "Listen, relax, okay? I've never put my hand on a woman if she didn't consent to it."
Hearing that made me relax a little.
"I can see why you would think that. I do look like your typical wife beater, don't I? Believe it or not, I don't take any pleasure of hurting women. It's not a turn-on for me."
I let out a deep sigh, already assuming he's telling the truth.
"Well, that's not completely true. You'd be amazed how many beautiful women enjoy pain. In which case I'm happy to help with their selective pleasures."
It wasn't that hard to imagine Anthony playing the dominant role, having his way with a beautiful woman. I couldn't help but picture Maya as his sub, bound helplessly, begging him to use her. I shook my head to clear those thoughts.
"Okay, fine," I said.
The waitress brought another glass of alcohol to Anthony and me. Anthony accepted them gladly. I was still stuck on Anthony’s scenario. I knew I was already going to have to go through with this, but I still wanted to argue against it. I thought for sure he was going to hit me or yell at me again. But he didn't. Instead, he just smiled.
I didn't know what to say to that. He took another swig from his drink before talking again.
"I can get any woman I want. It's not a challenge for men like me. Point one out to me, and I'll have her screaming for God in five minutes. But what really gets me off, what gets me harder than steel, is knowing the husband knows I'm fucking his wife and there isn't a damn thing they can do about it. That kind of power is addicting."
Anthony was more screwed up than I thought. It didn't have to be me. It could've been anyone. I was just at the right place at the right time.
"I don't believe you deserve a woman like Maya. Hell, no. That kind of thing pisses me off. To see an ugly, weakling who calls himself 'a man,' be with a beautiful woman is a crime against humanity. Think of me as the police, bringing justice back into the world."
"But you don't even know her. It's not just about looks. We love each other. It's deeper than vanity."
"That doesn't matter to me. This is the jungle. The stronger and smarter primate will always prevail no matter what. Love has nothing to with anything about survival of the fittest."
I was speechless. He was a lunatic. No sane person would have that way of thinking. Why does he care who ends up with who? He should mind his own damn business!
"If I had my way, I'd hook you up with a fat, ugly bitch, who has no respect for you, but pities you because she knows you haven't been with a woman...yeah..."
I could tell Anthony was starting to get a little drunk.
"This is for your own good, Robbie. You know you don't deserve to be with Maya, right?" Anthony asked me genuinely.
"Yes," I said meekly. I hate to say it, but there was some truth behind my answer. Maya is too good to be true. I guess fate slipped up and sent Anthony to correct it. How cruel life can be.
"Good. Then I know you'll start planting the idea of sleeping with me, to fulfill your fantasy of being a cuckold. Got it?"
I nodded.
"I want to hear you say it," he ordered me.
"I'm going to start suggesting she sleeps with you, to fulfill my fantasy of being a cuckold."
I said it like I was in a trance. It felt like a bad dream.
"And why would you do that?"
I knew what he wanted me to say next.
"Because...because I don't deserve to be with a woman like Maya."
Anthony was all smiles.
"Couldn't have said it better myself!" He down the rest of his drink in one gulp. "Damn, that's good! Make sure you don't let that go to waste," he said referring to my own drink.
He left me there with an untouched drink. I gulped my strong drink down and headed back to my room.