Chapter 3

Maya settled into her job. She had to step hard on a couple of unwanted remarks from her class of fifteen-year-old boys, but felt she dealt with that effectively. Marc was indeed a solid, reliable boss, and she felt sure he had put their brief adventure out of his mind. It certainly didn’t affect how he worked with her. She had been invited to tea by Maryse and had met her four delightful children. When Maryse said it had been an age since she’d had an evening out with Marc, Maya had no hesitation in offering to babysit. That cemented the friendship between them and Maryse was happy to show her where she had her dresses made and to give her tips about how to fit in with the island society.

At the Christmas break, she went island-hopping with Karen, and was introduced to Karen’s many friends and fuck buddies. They shared rooms, but she couldn’t help wondering why Karen bothered. Karen’s bed was rarely slept in, as she disappeared every evening, and rarely with the same man twice. A few metres from tonight’s beach bonfire, Maya stood in the shadows and reflected. I really need to find a man. I’m desperate for a good hard fuck. On the other hand, I’m a newbie here. I can’t have people assuming that I’m another Karen, happy to go with anyone who has a dick. Speaking of Karen...

She watched the Canadian dragging a man across the beach towards her. He was putting on a show of reluctance but was letting it happen.

“And this,” Karen announced, sounding tipsy, “is Wes. Wes does a great massage. I’ll lend him to you, but only for this once, okay?”

Wes towered over Karen in height, and was a head taller even than Maya. Bodybuilder? Or just born to have a superb physique? In the flickering light of the beach bonfire, the definition of his muscles showed in relief. Maya returned his friendly smile.