Miss-Fortunate Reality (7 page)

Robert came home a little after
noon. He was wearing his navy Armani suit when he came in the room. I was
waiting for him in bed wearing pink thongs and a matching see through baby doll
dress.
“Sorry I’m late, I stopped by Marc’s office before I came home” said Robert
removing his tie.
“Oh, how come?” I asked suddenly feeling like I wanted to crawl under a rock.
“I drafted a document with the terms of the loan you gave them”
“Why did you do that?” I asked, suddenly my blood began to boil.
“Don’t worry, it’s merely a payment plan, there’s no interest, just a small
penalty for late or missed payments” he said unbuttoning his vest.
“They are our friends, my friends, I know they’re good for it, why would you
overstep me like that?”
“Because Alexandra, it’s money, not a cup of sugar. And the fact that they are
YOUR friends gives them the right to take their time to pay it back and we both
know that’s not how things work” he said looking at me from the end of the bed.
I sighed “How much time did you give them?”
“Five years, I thought that was more than fair” he began “Marc shrugged it off
and signed it without breaking a sweat, $ 83 dollars a month, he can handle”
I laughed “You’re worth billions now and you’re shitting your pants over five
grand, you’re unbelievable” I said getting up reaching for my robe but he
caught my wrist just before I was able to.
“Its five thousand now, and that could turn into more next month for all we
know. She doesn’t work and he’s barely making ends meet because he refuses to
leave his brother, we both know that. He could be making a lot more money
elsewhere but he won’t. The fact that they are our friends doesn’t make us their
own personal bank account” he said calmly.
“I offered them the money Robert, you didn’t see what I saw this past weekend.
Marc took it reluctantly because he didn’t feel right about it and you know
what? Now I know why” I said glaring at him and pulled my wrist away from his
hold.
I put on my robe and went downstairs.
I had a sudden urge to light a cigarette. I remembered I had some stashed in
one of the kitchen drawers in case of emergency. I had started smoking back in
college and after many attempts to quit, I finally went to smoking cessation
therapy and I had successfully quit about a year ago. I had one now and then
still, and then smoked a bit again with Marc at the hotel. After scrimmaging
through one of the drawers I found the pack and a lighter and went outside to
sit on my recliner.
After a few minutes and a few puffs, Rob came out and sat beside me. “I’m
sorry” he said “I didn’t think this would bother you so much” I looked over at
him he had changed to his bathing suit, his upper body looked beautiful in the
sunlight. I loved looking at him, he was and looked powerful.
“No you don’t think, you just do” I retorted “Alexandra” he warned, I took
another puff and put it out.
“So how are you gonna make it up to me?” I teased, he smiled and looked at me
through his sunglasses.
“Come here” so I did. He undid my robe and let it slip to the floor. He stood
up and undid the bow holding my baby doll together in the front and let it
slip. He kissed me hard sliding his hands through the side of my panties and
slid them down. I could feel his hard cock through his shorts, so I undid hid
drawstring and pulled them down. He jumped in the pool, went under for a few
seconds and came back up reaching for me, I was already sitting on the edge
with my feet submerged. He grabbed me from the waist and put me in with him. He
wrapped my legs around him and kissed me again, my nipples were hard, I’d
forgotten how much I loved making love to him in the pool, it was a huge turn
on. He pulled me up and sat me back down on the edge, opened my legs wide and
rubbed my clit, licking it and sucking on it, it felt so good I laid down. He
slid his tongue in me and played with me as he pleased, I was on the verge of
coming when he pulled me back in the water with him. He kissed me again and
entered me gently, he was engorged, thick all around me. He thrust in and out
hard and fast once I got used to his size. I came hard on him, making him moan
with me but he wasn’t done. As I recovered, he turned me around and I knew what
was coming and I was horny again. He pulled my cheeks apart and I held on
tightly to the edge of the pool waiting for the pain and pleasure that was
coming. He was so thick I screamed when he entered my backdoor. He moaned
loudly and held on to my hands as he began to thrust in me. He was enthralled
by what he was doing, moaning deep and loud in my ear. He took his left hand
and began to rub my clit again, to the point I wanted to come again, he didn’t
stop as he thrust faster into me. We knew our bodies so well, we could
anticipate each other. He knew when it was time to touch me again so I could
achieve orgasm with him. We came together and it was wonderful. He melted into
me and I turned around to kiss him madly. “I love you” he whispered “Please
forgive me, I’ll fix it” he added looking into my eyes. I nodded and kissed him
again.

CHAPTER
NINE

It was the day of the party, I
had been dreading this day all week. Well not the party, I usually love our parties,
except now I was involved with my best friend’s husband, and she and my lover
were coming tonight. Then, there was the issue with my husband and the business
with the contract over the loan I gave Marc which I knew for sure would
escalate into something even more ridiculous once he tried to do whatever he
was planning to do to fix it. Either way, Marc would think Robert was even more
of an asshole and Pam would feel terrible about the whole thing.
We were up early this morning getting the house ready for our guests. Today was
a national holiday so the party was set to start at 3pm. By 10am caterers had
already started to arrive, the sushi chef was setting up in the kitchen, the
rental lounge chairs had already been delivered along with the towels,  the
bartenders had already set the outdoor bar and were coming back shortly before
3. The DJ was coming shortly after lunch time to set up. Robert was going to
barbecue but he hired someone to take over when he was busy. The wait staff was
also set to come shortly after 1pm to set up. We had over seventy five guests
coming today, which was a lot but small compared to some of the other parties
we’ve hosted in the past.
“Florists are here” yelled Robert as I was standing in my walking closet
deciding what I should wear today. It was hot, sunny and muggy, typical for
July weather. The invitation called to bring a bathing suit, and after all
that’s what it was and what it would turn out to be, a pool party for 20 and 30
something’s, those were my friends and acquaintances, with a mixture of older
business men and their girlfriends and wives, those were Robert’s friends.
However in my past experience hosting these things, they were the ones that got
the craziest. It wasn’t out of the norm to catch one of Rob’s friends doing
coke lines in the bathroom or having sex in the Jacuzzi when they got really
drunk.
As I was looking at my array of designer label sun dresses, skirts, wraps, I
remembered about the bikini I had purchased while I was out with Victor about a
month ago. It was a white string bikini with metallic gold detail on the straps
on both the top and bikini bottom, it was sexy as hell. I scrimmaged through
some of my shopping bags and finally found it, with tags and all still
attached. I also purchased a golden see through wrap to match, it was perfect.
Now that I had my wardrobe all set, I set it aside and went downstairs to
instruct the florists.
“Security is coming over by 2 pm, they we’ll be confiscating cameras, smart
devices, and video from guests” said Robert as he was passing by me downstairs.
Another small detail which was of huge importance. Most of these business
friends and colleagues did not appreciate their picture appearing in the
tabloids over some indiscretion, and Alexam Limited’s name needed to be
protected as well for the sake of the many retailers my company was linked
with.
“Perfect” I retorted.
The florists prepared multiple arrangements of summery wild flowers, tulips,
roses and various greens in glass water vases completed with floating candle
tea lights for ambiance. They were strategically placed around the pool on
their own pewter tables, throughout the back yard and inside the main floor of
the house.
“Fantastic job planning Alexandra, it all looks perfect” said Robert as he was
standing outside with me watching all these strange people taking care of the
set up.
“This is the easy part, getting the guests to leave is another story” I pointed
out.
“Yes well, the party is not over until someone gets really drunk” he laughed.
“Is your friend Bill coming?” I asked. Bill Warren, was one of Rob’s longtime
friends. Rob was his protégé in the beginning and the friendship built from
there. Married for the third time and since I last heard working on a divorce,
he was a well-known ladies’ man. Never brought his wives to our parties, always
his girlfriends and as far as I’m concerned he was a prick. A true alpha male,
which is where I think Robert learned his ways. Except Bill was worse, he
treated women like objects openly without a care, he was abusive too, his
second divorce there was talk of spousal abuse but his lawyers buried the story
and Robert never told me the truth. Bill was now in his mid to late fifties and
rich and as far as I know still did a lot of business with my husband.
“Of course” he replied looking at me suspiciously.
“Great” I rose my eyebrows.
He sighed “You get to invite your flamboyant friends why can’t I invite one of
my best friends?” he asked.
“Because he’s a prick, never leaves and always brings skanks into our home, at
least my friends get the hint when the party is over” I remarked.
He gave me a warning look.
“Just saying” I added.
“Well I’ll make sure he leaves in a timely manner Alexandra, as for the skanks,
nothing I can do about that”
“Well its 2:30, I’m going to take a shower and get ready” I said offering him a
smile and walked away.
He grabbed my wrist and pulled me back to him.
“I can’t help feeling like there’s something wrong Alexandra, you haven’t been
yourself since I got back”
I shrugged “I don’t know, maybe I’m bored, I think I just miss work” I lied.
“Are you sure it’s not something else? Should I be worried?”
I smiled “No, everything is fine Rob, really I’m fine, and this party should do
me some good”
He kissed me deeply and let me go.

At
3pm sharp, the guests started to arrive. Many of my staff came together
including my assistant.
“Darling you look
fa-bu-lous
!” said my assistant
Jerry. Jerry was young but he was by far the best assistant anyone could ask
for. A hard worker, stayed with me during the long days, kept me on the loop
with everything going on, including office politics which I’m very particular
about. He was my eyes and ears. I hired him now almost two years ago and have
never regretted. He was a recent fashion design grad and eager to work and
that’s how I liked it.
“Aww thank you Jerry, you look fab yourself darling” I said as we air kissed.
“Your house is to die for, every time I come here there’s something ever more
wonderful that you’ve done with it”
“Jerry I don’t do jack shit, that’s a Robert thing, he loves spending money on
frivolous things like that stupid painting up there” I whispered showing him a
very large post-modern painting Robert had purchased on his trip to Italy last
year. Jerry laughed “Oh who cares about the painting, just look at your
husband, I would live in a card board box if it meant I got to see him naked on
a daily basis. Speaking of naked, where’s your friend Victor?” he asked
grinning wide.
“He’ll be here shortly, but” I began “He’s bringing his boyfriend and he really
likes him” I said holding Jerry’s hand.
“Oh well honey, his loss” he said pointing to his fit slim body and I laughed.
Shortly thereafter, Bill arrived. I was talking to one my junior designers when
he walked in and Robert greeted him. My blood boiled when I saw he had not one
but two blond models in his arm. I knew they were models because they were both
at my runway show during fashion week. Both of them in their very early 20’s.
“Alexandra” Robert called out and I knew what he wanted, I was livid.
I saved him the trouble and walked over to meet Bill.
“Bill how are you? It’s been too long” I said extending my hand offering him a
smile which I tried my best not to seem to fake.
“Alexandra” he said taking my hand and kissing it. “You look ravishing, if you
weren’t Rob’s wife I would woe you till you were mine” he said smiling at me
wickedly. If any man said that to me, Robert would not hesitate to take him
down. But for some reason he allowed Bill to do this, he allowed him to flirt
with me, he’s gone to the extent of my grabbing my ass as I walked by and
Robert never did a thing about it, which always bothered me.
“Yes well…Thank you, anyway welcome to our home, I will leave you now. I have
to tend my other guests” I said taking my hand away and walked away.

By
4pm almost everyone had arrived. I say almost because Pam and Marc were not
there yet. Victor and his new boyfriend were already enjoying the pool. Robert
and Bill were deep in conversation while his two models were soaking in the
pool.
My heart was racing, I was sad, disappointed even, that my best friend wasn’t
here, but I think it was the fact that I wouldn’t see Marc today that hurt the
most. So I went to the bar and ordered a tequila, that didn’t take the pain
away so I ordered another and another, and then I felt fine. I felt mellow, and
I wanted to dance. I gave the DJ a playlist of the music we wanted, he was
still playing the slow stuff and I was getting annoyed by it.
“Hey, give me a set of headphones” I ordered the young DJ. He looked at me
reluctantly and handed them over. I took over the laptop and searched for I
wanted to hear “This one, play this one please” I pointed.
He obliged and selected it. I turned up the volume, turned up the bass and
started playing Bob Marley vs. Funkstar Deluxe “Sun is shining” extended dance
version. I was dancing with my headphones in his booth, Victor was hooting and
hollering by the pool, we both loved this song. Many started dancing and
getting in the pool as I was
dj’ng
. I closed my eyes
for a few seconds to enjoy the loud rhythm and the bass thumping all around me,
when I opened my eyes, there he was, staring back at me smiling and I couldn’t
help smile back at him. He was wearing a pair of blue swim trunks and a white
tight t-shirt which accentuated every muscle in his tight body and of course
his trademark aviator sunglasses. I wanted him so badly at that point, until I
saw Pam reach for his hand as she walked in behind him. She wore a one piece
bathing suit in black with a fuchsia wrap around her waist, big sunglasses and
a straw hat. She didn’t look so bad, or fat, it was her breasts that were huge
and heavy due to the breastfeeding. Sure she had extra around the bum, lower
tummy and under her chin, but that was expected after having a baby three
months ago.
I told the DJ to keep playing dance music and I stepped down to greet my
friends. I hugged Pam first. Pam looked at me with slight jealousy in her eyes
“You look amazing Alex” she said “You’re looking good yourself, I wish I had
your boobs” I joked, she laughed.
Then I hugged Marc “I though you weren’t coming” I whispered low enough for
only him to hear, he hugged me tightly for a second and let me go and suddenly
all the dread and sadness left my body.
“Well guys the bar is over there, there’s food everywhere and plenty of places
to sit” I said leaving them to it.
I let them go and I wasn’t sure what do with myself at that point, everyone was
talking amongst themselves, dancing or playing in the pool.
I was still edgy, so I went to the kitchen and grabbed a smoke. Went back
outside, walked away from everyone to have my cigarette. Didn’t want to offend
anyone, I always thought it was funny at these parties, smoking weed was cool
but if you lit up a smoke it offended most.
“You ok?” asked Marc coming up behind me, I smiled because I knew deep down he
was going to smoke purposely to talk to me.
“I am now” I said taking a puff.
“We almost didn’t make it, we had a huge fight, and she threaten to kick me
out” he exhaled.
I looked at him, he had taken his shirt off and wore his sunglasses on his
head, and he was looking into my eyes. “Why?”
“Over that contract your husband made me sign yesterday. She thinks I’m a loser
that I’ll never amount to anything remotely close to what Robert is.”
“She said that?” I asked dumbfounded.
“She did, I find it funny that I have to compete with that for the sake of my
wife and my girlfriend” he said in a serious tone.
Girlfriend?
I had a title. I shook my head, I wanted to cry and hold him
close but I kept it together and I swallowed.
“Well, if it makes you feel better, I gave him shit over that yesterday and he
told me he was going to fix it” I said but I knew it didn’t matter.
“You look stunning, I want you so badly” he whispered.
I smiled “Which part of my bikini do you want to take off first?” I teased.
“Don’t do that, you’ll make hard” he whispered.
“There you are” said Pam coming up behind us.
“Hey Pam, this is the smoking section, just like high school” I said laughing.
“Your house looks amazing Alex, out of a magazine” she remarked.
“Thanks, it’s a little much in my opinion but whatever” I retorted.
“Amazing where some of us end up” she said a little sullen.
“What do you mean?” I said and glanced over at Marc, he was shaking his head.
“Oh you know, we grew up the same, dirt poor. But you’ve really made something
of yourself Alex and were smart marrying Robert” she said.
“Fuck you Pam” said Marc dejected.
“What the fuck Pam! I didn’t marry him because he had money. I made my career
what it is with no financial help from him and you know that. You chose to stay
home and have kids, and I can’t. So don’t fucking stand there feeling sorry for
yourself, we all do the best we can” I began “If you want more out of life then
do something about it, but don’t come to my home and insult me or Marc like
that” I added.
She sighed “Ok, sorry Alex. Marc told me about Robert’s contract yesterday and
I’m just feeling shit about the whole thing”
“Consider it null and voided. That was my money and I can do whatever the fuck
I want with it. He assumed differently because I wasn’t clear in the beginning”
I said sternly looking at both of them.
I put out my cigarette and walked away.
I went back to the DJ booth, I needed to get away from people all together but
I wanted the attention at the same time. So I ordered another two tequila shots
and a Cosmo and started playing some music. I was drunk and numb, it was
perfect.
Shortly after 7pm and after dinner, and about three Cosmos later I went to sit
by the pool. The sun was setting and the massive trees were casting lots of
shadow. I sat at the furthest point across the pool far away from Robert and
Bill as they were still talking. Bill’s girls were sitting at either side of
them. One of them had her hand on Rob’s leg and he was talking to her, and I
was so drunk at that point that I didn’t give a shit.
“I got party favors!” said Victor approaching me holding a zip lock bag with
what looked like many joints inside it. I laughed.
‘Oh my god I love you Victor” I said reaching for him. He gave me a hug and sat
beside me, handed me a joint and we lit up.
“This is good shit Vic” I said.
“I don’t buy cheap darling” he said puffing away.
“Where’s your bo?” I asked.
“Oh your friend Pam stole him away from me when she found out he was a
pediatrician. They’ve been discussing ear infections for the past half hour, so
I decided to keep my girl some company since your husband looks indisposed” he
said looking at me wide eyed.
I shrugged.
“Alex?” he spoke softly.
“Yeah?”
“You’re fucking him aren’t you?” he asked, but I didn’t respond.
“The man is crazy about you, he stares at you likes he wants to eat you”
“He gets to do that among other things” I replied laughing.
“He told me he was in love with me yesterday” I whispered.
“Holy fuck girl! What did you say?”
“I said nothing, I don’t feel the same way, I love my husband”
“Well it hasn’t even been a week, what about his wife?” said Victor.
“I know right” I began “She treats him like shit, you should have heard what
she said earlier” I said and told him the story.
“I knew she was a bitch” remarked Victor.
“She wasn’t always like this, she’s attacking me as well. You know I didn’t
marry Rob for his money, right?”
“I know baby girl”
“Yeah well, either way I’m fucked. Nathan caught us together at the Holiday Inn
earlier this week”
“What? And?”
“And he wants to meet with me next week to go over things. I know its money his
after, I can’t hide that”
“What a prick!” said Victor.
“Can I take hit?” said Marc in behind me.
Victor passed him a new one.
Marc shook his head “I wanna share hers” her said looking at me
“Oh well excuse me” said Victor waiving his hand at us.
“Are you feeling good? This is like your second one” Marc pointed out. Victor
was right, he had been watching me.
“I’m feeling pretty awesome right now actually” I said taking a puff and
passing it back to him.
He smiled and took a puff himself.
“Jesus, you two are in deep” Victor remarked.
“We’re just having fun Vic” I said keeping my eyes on Marc
.
“You told him?” asked Marc.
“Don’t worry, your secret is safe with me” Victor replied.
“Victor? Where are our spouses?” Asked Marc keeping his eyes on me.
“Well your wife has her back to us talking to my boyfriend and Rob is in the
kitchen getting food with some older guy, their back to us as well, why?”
Marc took a puff, got face to face with me and blew smoke in my mouth slightly
touching my lips.
“Holy shit you are playing with fire Marc” remarked Victor.
“Thanks bud” said Marc smiling and winking at me. He gave me the joint back,
got up and walked away.
“Explain to me how you plan to keep this up?” asked Victor
“I have no clue, I can’t use my credit cards, Rob checks them, the corporate
credit cards and financials are handled by his company, so I’m sure he checks
those too”
“Use mine” said Victor casually.
I looked at him in shock “You’d do that?”
“For you?  Anything, just pay me back in cash, problem solved”
“I don’t know Victor, this is wrong in so many levels”
“Baby girl, there’s something more there than you’re willing to admit. I don’t
agree with it but you are my best friend, I feel obligated” he began “Anyway”
he added getting up “I’ll book the locations as well, just let me know when and
where” winked at me as he walked away.
The plan was brilliant, I thought. No credit cards, no paper trail. All I had
to do was figure out what to do with Nathan now, and maybe I was wrong about
him. I hadn’t seen Nathan for at least five years. The last time we spoke was
at my mother’s funeral, he showed up drunk with a hooker in toe. He wanted the
house she lived in, but due the high costs of her cancer treatment she sold it
before we could do anything about it. He blamed me for not caring and not
paying for her care, the truth was that she never told me she was sick and by
the time her doctors contacted me to tell me she was terminal it was too late.
He didn’t believe me and that was the end of it.