Chapter 6

Aftermath;

We were surprisingly busy for the next three days. Everyone was separated from everyone. We were all questioned extensively and very accusingly.

We spent a lot of time alown. I could only think of Rick in all that time. Gawd, he didn’t deserve a lick of it.

When the authorities finally came to terms that we were who we said we were. They brought us back together and gave us food and water.

The strange thing was, after eating fish and coco nuts for so long, the food they gave us tasted like crap. I even laughed thinking how I craved real food for so long. As it turned out, nothing I wanted was what I needed. And especially the man that was setting as far away from me as he could get.

He looked at me a few times, but that was about all the attention I got from him.

After we ate. Joseph came to him holding out his hand. “I deserved the bump on my head amigo.”

Rick said, “you sure the hell did.” but he reached out with his hand to take Joseph’s.

‘Well one down’. I said, but to myself.

Robert and Earnest quickly rose, and with their hands held out, they also shook Ricks hand. Robert, told him, “We would all be dead if it not for you.” Earnest added, “Nor would we be here. Great job getting us rescued.”

Then Dave got up from his seat very gingerly. Taking his crutches he made his way to Rick, and held out his hand to him. “No hard feeling amigo.”

My heart nearly stopped when Rick held out his hand to him. I knew that Rick had to be the finest man on the planet right then. He had forgiven them from making him a cuckold. But I don’t think he would ever forgive me.

I reflected and thought about all the things I had done to him. Wanting so damn bad to hurt him. Yet, he didn’t deserve one bit of it.

NO, as big of a man as he was, forgiving all the men that had fucked me for fucking his wife. He couldn’t, wouldn’t ever forgive me.

Tears built in my eyes as I came to this realization. Rick only glanced in my direction before he left and went to the men’s room.

None of the other men gave me any compassion either. I was all alown with myself, and I really didn’t like myself right then either. I beg you not to try it, because it really sucks.

It was three days before we got the word that Ricks employer had sent a private jet to take us home.

The whole trip, from were we where interrogated, the plain ride home, and even when we got our car, witch Ricks boss had gotten cleaned up and gone through, making sure it would start and run properly. And on into our driveway. Rick didn’t say a word to me.

I didn’t try to engage him either. I didn’t deserve a word. I am the one that deserves this. my husband was an innocent pawn. It was me that played him.

Rick went in to speak with his employer. When he came back, he uttered the first words to me he had spoken in weeks. “They are giving me a few weeks off. I think I’ll go away for a while.”

I had never been so scared in my life. I knew he would never come back if he left right then. So, I had to act quickly.

Setting at our kitchen table, desperate to have my husband back. I started making it up as I went along. The first thing I did was get up and rip my top open. I knew just showing him my titts wouldn’t mean a thing to him now. Most likely, wouldn’t even get him hard. “Rick.” I said, and realized that was the first time in a while I had used his name. “Don’t you know, your married to a whore now?” I smiled at him as brightly as I could. “I like being your slut whore. I am hoping you would pimp me out. You know, fuck all my wholes when you have the desire, and have other men fuck me when you don’t”.

I kept going. “I will bring you all the money they give me. I won’t even need a cut. But...”

‘Ok,’ I think to myself, ‘this is for all the marbles.’ “I know Author popped my anal cherry. But there is one hole no one had reached. No cock had ever been in it, and I will need it broken in before you can pimp me out completely”.

He actually looked up at me. He was taking the bate. But I knew it was going to hurt like hell.