Depths of Desire

Safe

The police building soon came in to view. I could see that it was a small hut with peeling white paint on the exterior. It didn’t look like the police stations we had back in the States. The patrol car pulled up outside the building and Officers Santos and Garcia climbed out. Officer Garcia opened the door for me, and as I stepped out, the warm humid air hit me.

            I was thankful for the air con the car had provided for those few moments whilst driving. The two men led me into the building and showed me to a seat.

            Officer Garcia spoke to me “Wait here. We are going to call the American Embassy and arrange an airlift for you okay”.

I stayed quiet and nodded. I looked to the floor, and put my head in my hands, I was still exhausted. For what felt like hours of waiting, suddenly was broken by a cough from Officer Garcia.

            “Ms Bree. I’ve contacted your Embassy. A seaplane has been arranged for you. You’ll be going home shortly. Someone will be here to collect you soon”.

I was relieved at this news, I sat patiently and waited. I waited for what seemed an eternity, the sky had grown dark by now. My clothes were dirty, I wanted nothing more than a shower and a fresh change of clothing.

            The door opened to the police building and a suited woman walked through the door. She wandered to the desk and rang the bell. Officer Santos came to the desk, the two people conversed in Spanish. I couldn’t understand what was being said, I heard my name a few times. This must be the Embassy personnel coming to rescue me and send me back to the States.

            The lady walked over to me, “Bree?” she asked pleasantly enough.

“Yes” I said smiling at her, “I’m Bree”.

“I’m from the U.S. Embassy in Cuba, it’s the closest one to Cayo Playas de Chocho Blanco. I’ve arranged some transport to get you back to the States. Okay”.

I nodded, everything about her seemed so business like. I wanted to know what would happen when I got back. I stood up and spoke “What’ll happen when I get back?”.

            “Well, we have removed the two people suspected of throwing you overboard from the cruise ship. They are both detained and are undergoing questioning at this time. My main priority is to get you on the seaplane and back home”.

She gestured for me to follow her, which I did. She took me to her car, and I let myself in. The leather seats felt cool on my skin. The drive to the seaplane was short and I was soon saying my goodbyes to the official and making my way to plane and climbing aboard it.

I soon landed at a small military airport in Florida. More officials came to meet me from the plane. I was taken to a small room and had to wait again.

            A man came into the room carrying some papers, he asked me some questions and left again. An hour or so later a woman came into the room, she took a seat opposite me.

            “Bree. Hi” she said cheerfully holding out her hand. I took her hand and gave her a shake. “Well Bree. Looks like we have gotten to the bottom of this little problem. We have interviewed a Steven and a Mike relating to the incident aboard the ‘Boundless Ocean’ and they have both denied involvement”.

            I couldn’t understand what the officer was saying, “I’m sorry miss…”.

She added “Miss Perez, mam”.

“Miss Perez, what are you trying to say. That I did this. I didn’t…I didn’t jump. Is that what you’re thinking?”.

            “Look Mam” she said fiercely, “We have interviewed the men, both deny involvement”. She cleared her throat and continued, “Steven stated that you have been unfaithful throughout your relationship… But he always stood by you. Mike said that you cheated on your husband with him. Quite frankly we don’t know who to believe. Each one of you all have a reason to throw you over the edge”.

            I couldn’t believe my ears. I did not want to believe this. “So” I continued, “What you’re saying is that I threw myself over the edge”.

Unbelievingly she shook her head, “No”.

I hung my head, I couldn’t understand what was being said.

            “There are cameras” she interjected, “Cameras on board. What we saw was a man kissing you, which we think was Mike. You are seen pushing them away. Then, as they leant in again another man punches Mike and knocks you into the water” she took a sip of water and continued, “It wasn’t Steven either”.

            I was shocked. I mean, who could’ve done this and why? I blurted out without thinking, “Darius!”.

Miss Perez nodded slowly. “You got it Bree” she said her smile widening. “We checked the cameras and found that it was the bar boy Darius. We also questioned him, and after some intense questioning he finally admitted it”. “He explained that he had fallen in love with you. He mentioned that after you had both been intimate during the cruise, he couldn’t stand seeing anyone else with you”. “Miss Bree, his actual words spoken to us were, if she won’t be mine, she can’t be no one’s!”

            “So, what’ll happen now?” I asked looking concerned. I felt fearful for what might happen now.

“Well. We have arrested Darius and he is on his way to the State Penitentiary. Steven and Mike are due to be released and you can be checked over by the doctor and then we’ll get you home”.

Home, I thought to myself. I couldn’t wait to be back home, freshened up, in my own bed. It suddenly felt like a lifetime away to be home.

            I saw the doctor and was given a clean bill of health and then escorted back home. I started to cry when the car pulled up outside my home. I opened the door and wearily walked to my front door.

I hesitated outside for a moment and then knocked. The door flung open and Steven was there. He was crying, his eyes were red from the tears. We hugged, each of us not letting go, our embracement of each other did not want to end. The government vehicle then drove off, leaving me alone with my husband.

            “I thought I’d lost you Bree” he cried out. “I looked everywhere for you, Mike came looking for me and said you’d fallen off the boat”.

I looked at my weeping husband and I didn’t want to let go, I shook my head, “No I was pushed, by a boy from the bar”.

“I know” he said answering me, “Look Bree I know what happened between you two, it was in his confession. But I am willing to forget it if you can promise me that you will never let me go”.

            I stared at my husband, tears running down my face and I nodded. I suddenly had the urge to kiss him, I lunged in and planted my mouth against his, my eager tongue contacting his. Passionately we kissed at the front door, Steven pulled me through the door way and slammed the door.   

I pushed Steven into the lounge and onto the sofa, I pulled my panties off and opened his zipper pulling out his already hardened c**k. I climbed on to the top of him and anchored myself onto him. His girth stretched my already wet engorged p***y. I began to rock my hips back and forth, Steven held tight on to my waist and helped me to move up and down on his c**k.

                He reached for my breasts, touching them caressing my stiffening n*****s. With each touch I whimpered. My already sensitive body was being pushed beyond its limits.

            I was able to steady myself with a hand pressing into Steven’s chest, I increased my tempo, raising my body higher before dropping with each thrust.

I could feel my heart pounding hard in my chest, the sweat beaded between my breasts, trickling down to my navel. I slowly stopped riding and climbed off from Steven. I positioned myself on all fours perching on the sofa. I turned to him and said, “Steven you need to f**k me”, he nodded as I said this.

            He placed one hand on my lower back, he held on to his c**k with the other and slowly pressed it into my aching p***y. He moved his hand from his c**k to join his other on her lower back, holding me tightly he began to thrust. His c**k pushed deep inside me and held it still, teasing me.         

            “f**k me Steven” I begged, “You promised to f**k me” I cried out. “I want you to come inside me, I want your come!” I pleaded.

He pushed hard, his thrusts quickened with pace, my p***y tightened with each push, I was in a state of full ecstasy, the jubilation could be heard throughout my moans. Steven moved his hands to grab my ass, I gasped hard. Steven’s thrusts became more rapid and harder. I could no longer hold on, my p***y gripping tight onto his hard c**k, suddenly every muscle loosened in my p***y as it contracted hard. I screamed out as my orgasm exploded, hollering out loud, I then collapsed onto the bed.

            Steven cried out in pleasure as he came, I could feel him release himself inside my twitching p***y.

I laid next to him on the floor, too exhausted to speak. Steven rolled closer to me and embraced me tight. After a few moments I kissed him on his cheek, “I’ve always loved you” I said.

THE END