Chapter 1

A Banana Republic somewhere in South America

JuanJose Roberto Hernandez---While I am not the richest man in my country, I am very well off. My 50,000 hectare farm has been in my family since it was given to my ancestors by the King of Spain in the form of a land grant. Along with coffee and plantains, I supply beans, yucca and corn to the capital city. I try to stay out of politics. In my country that can be very hazardous to one’s health. My philosophy is to be friendly to both sides, no matter which way the wind is blowing. I am 55 years old and married to a beautiful younger woman. She is my second wife and is 25 years my junior.

I know what you are thinking, beautiful, younger trophy wife, who I divorced my first wife for. No way! My first wife had been dead three years when I met Maria at a charity event. She had just started teaching at one of the universities in the capital city. We fell in love at first sight. I bought a condo in the city so that I could spend time with her. After a year of courtship, we married in the church.

Maria continued to teach after we were married, but only on Tuesday and Thursday’s. She flies down to the capital early on Tuesday morning, spends Tuesday and Wednesday night at the condo then flies home Thursday on the last flight of the day. I usually greet her with a big kiss at the airport, then dinner at one of her favorite restaurants before I take her home. That has been my life for the past four years.

Chapter 2

It is a Wednesday just after lunch, I am sitting on the front porch of my home enjoying the cool mountain air when I hear the sound of a helicopter. It flies directly towards me and hovers over my front lawn, then lands. As the pilot cut the engines, I see my old friend, the Minister of Defense exit, followed by an army Lieutenant. This Lt. is carrying a briefcase and walking a few steps behind the Minister.

“Miguel, my old friend, what do I owe this visit?”

Miguel and I were college roommates years ago. He shakes my hand as he says, “JuanJose, it has been too long my friend. I wish I could say this is a personal visit, but it is not. I’m here on official business. Can we go inside?”

As we enter the house, my housekeeper asks if she could get us anything. Miguel looks at me.

“It would be best if there was no one in the house but us.”

I do not have the faintest idea what this is all about, but I tell the housekeeper to take the cook and go home until the helicopter leaves. We walk into my office and I offer them a seat. Miguel speaks first.

“I want you to know that I do not suspect you of any wrongdoing. But I do need to ask you some questions. Afterwards, I will tell you what is going on.”

I am a little nervous about where this conversation is heading.

“Ask away.”

“Do you know a Santos de la Cruz?”

“I know he is a professor at the college where Maria teaches. I have been introduced to him on a couple of occasions. Nothing more than that.”

“He teaches classes in Political Science and has some radical ideas. Recently he started an organization that’s sole purpose is to overthrow the government. It is called the ‘People’s Revolutionary Movement’. Ever hear of it?”

“No. Miguel, what has all this got to do with me? You of all people should know that I do not get involved with politics.”

“JuanJose, I hate to be the one to tell you this, but if the situation was reversed, I would want you to tell me. Santos and Maria are having an affair. We believe it has been going on for a while and...”

“NO! This can’t be true. We are in love. Our marriage is strong! I refuse to believe...”

“Lieutenant.”

The Lt. stood and moved to my desk with his laptop. He opened it and pushed a few buttons then turned the screen to face me. A video was playing.

There was Maria, naked on her knees, with Santos behind her. His long black cock was pumping in and out of her pussy as she moaned in ecstasy! Suddenly her voice filled my office.

“I love the way you fuck me. Your cock touches me where no other cock has ever touched me! OH GOD, YES! I’m cumming!”

I hit the pause button.

“Where did you get this?”

“We installed hidden cameras in Santos’ office and in his apartment two weeks ago. The session you are watching was recorded last Thursday afternoon. You should listen to the rest of the video.”

I hit ‘play’.

Maria was coming down from her peak climax and had collapsed to the bed. Santos was still on top. His cock was slowly sliding out of her.

“Why don’t you call that old man you are married to and tell him you have a meeting tomorrow? That way you could spend the night with me.”

“No! That might make him suspicious. We have kept that old clown in the dark about us for over a year and I do not want him finding out now. It might interfere with your plans.”

“You are right as usual. But I swear after we take over, his farm is going to be the first one I confiscate. I will divide it up and give it to the people. No one man should own that amount of land.”

“Just remember, I want the house and a few hectares. I love riding my horse in the mountains.”

“I will make it a Presidential Retreat!”

They both laughed at his joke. He started to get up off the bed when she stopped him. He laid back down, on his back this time.

“Still letting him taste my ball sweat?”

“Of course! He loves me giving him a big kiss when he picks me up!”

They both laughed as she bent over him and started to lick up their combined leavings. When she was finished, he got up and went into the shower. She dressed and left after giving him a hug. The Lt. stopped the video.

“What is going to happen.” I asked.

“I have two options; I am going to let you choose.

Option number one, we wait on Maria to leave his apartment tomorrow, then we arrest Santos de la Cruz. Maria will not be involved. She will be your problem to deal with however you want.

Option number two, we will arrest them both tomorrow. She will be charged with plotting to overthrow the government. A crime punishable by death.”

“When and where would she go to trial? If it is a public trial, it would be a horrible scandal for me and my family.”

“In these type of cases, there is no trial. They will both be sent to ‘La Rosa’ for ‘questioning’. They will simply disappear.”

I know the rumors of ‘La Rosa’. It is a secret ‘prison’ where political prisoners are sent. No one ever comes back.

“Send the slut to La Rosa. I have only one request. I want to talk to her before she leaves for her final destination.”

“I can arrange that if you come back to the city with me tonight. She will leave for La Rosa soon after they are arrested.”

I packed an overnight bag and flew back to the city with him that night. I spent the night in my condo. That was a mistake. I barely slept for thinking about IF they had ever used this bed for their lovemaking. But I did develop a plan of ultimate revenge!

Chapter 3

The next morning, I called a moving service and had everything in that apartment packed up and donated to the church. I went to a restaurant for lunch then over to the Ministry of Defense. I sat in Miguel’s office until my wife and her lover were arrested. They were brought in through the basement and placed in separate cells. Miguel led me to her cell.

“JuanJose, thank God you are here. There has been a terrible mistake. I was picking up some papers at Professor...”

“Maria, his apartment has been wired with secret cameras for over a month. I have been watching the videos of you and him...”

“Please, I can explain. It was just sex nothing more. I have nothing to do with his movement, I swear. Get me an attorney, please. I’ll quit my job and stay with you at the farm...”

“Maria, stop. There will be no attorney, no trial. You and your lover are on the way to La Rosa.”

“NO! I know nothing. I promise!”

“Keep saying that. I’m sure the ‘interrogators’ at La Rosa will believe you. You’ll be back home in no time!”

I was laughing my ass off as she threw herself against the bars screaming and crying as I walked away.

Chapter 4: La Rosa

A black sack was placed over Maria’s head and her hands cuffed behind her. She was led stumbling out of her cell and placed in a van. She had been warned not to talk. As she sat waiting, she heard another person being put in the van.