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"Devin James, if that isn’t the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard, I don’t know what is."
"Trust me, Taye. I worked my way through law school waiting tables. And believe me, people like you get bad service on purpose."
With that, Taye stood up, slammed her napkin down on the table, and walked away.
"Taye! Taye!" I said loudly, and watched Taye walk out of the restaurant.
I signaled for the waiter and paid the check, but when I got outside, Taye was nowhere in sight. I walked around the area for a few minutes looking for her, before finally saying, "Fuck it." I got in a cab and went back to the hotel.
When I got back to the room, I found Taye in bed with her sleeping pill bottle and a half-empty glass of water on the nightstand. "God-damn sleeping pills," I said softly, as I looked at my watch. "It’s too fuckin’ early to go to bed."
I
walked out of the room slamming the door behind me, and went downstairs to the hotel bar and got quietly drunk.
The next day wasn’t any better for us. When I woke up, she was already gone and stayed gone, until well past nine that night. When she came back in the room, Taye had an armful of bags.
"Where were you all day?"
"I did some shopping, and then I went sightseeing," Taye said.
"You could have waited for me. Did you ever think that maybe I wanted to go sightseeing?"
"If that were the case, you wouldn’t have gone out last night and gotten so drunk that you couldn’t get up. And don’t even try to say that you didn’t. I could smell the liquor on you a mile away."
"Baby, why does it have to be like this? All I want is for us to have a good time. I didn’t come here with you for us to take separate vacations."
"Then maybe you should take some time and think about somebody other than yourself," she shouted, and went into the bathroom and slammed the door.
When she came out of the bathroom thirty minutes later, with nothing on but a towel, I was stretched out on the bed watching television. As Taye dropped the towel, I looked at my wife’s beautiful body, and felt a twinge in my manhood.
Thoughts of making love to her ran through my mind. I thought if I apologized for being inconsiderate and sounded sincere doing it, if I spent some time and talked real nice to her, maybe she would allow me to make love to her. But those thoughts quickly flew out the sliding glass door when she reached for her sleeping pills.
At that moment, I considered going back downstairs to the bar and getting drunk again. I remembered hearing about a deep-sea fishing cruise I wanted to go on, but I knew Taye wouldn’t be interested in anything like that, so I put the thought out of my mind. I had other ideas as I watched my wife put on her nightgown, slide under the covers, and turn her back to me with her ass poked out for me to kiss.
The cruise was scheduled to leave at seven in the morning, so I set the alarm for five-thirty and turned out the lights, mentally preparing for my twelve-hour cruise.
It was four hours out, four hours at sea, and four hours back, so by the time I finished telling big fish stories with the guys, and returned the fishing gear I had rented, it was almost ten.
When I stepped in the hotel lobby, I saw a very pretty lady walking barefoot, wearing a white-and-black thong bikini, turning men’s heads—and some women’s—in her wake. As I watched her walk, I thought about Taye’s refusal to let me play on her playground. From where I stood, that woman had the kind of playground that I could get used to.
I started to follow her out to the pool to talk to her—she was just that fine. But then I looked at how I was dressed, and how I smelled after a day of fishing in the hot sun. You smell like you work in a sushi bar, I thought. I walked as quickly as I could to the elevator, and went back to my room.
When I got to the room, much to my surprise, and disappointment, Taye was still awake. "Where have you been all day?" Taye asked.
"Hello, Taye," I said. "I went on a deep-sea fishing cruise. How was your day?"
"Fine," was her single word answer, and then she returned her eyes and attention to the movie she was watching.
Without another word, I quickly retrieved my swimming trunks from my suitcase, and headed for the shower. Once I was showered and dressed, I grabbed a towel and headed for the door. "I’m going to take a dip in the pool. You wanna join me?" I asked, knowing what her answer would be.
"No, I’m watching a movie."
"Okay babe. You enjoy." And with that, I was out the door. I ran down the hall to the elevator, hoping that the woman wouldn’t be gone when I got to there. But if she was gone, I would take a dip. And since Taye was still up and appeared to be in a good mood, I would go back to the room and try to make nice with the wife.
When I arrived at the pool, I looked around for her. "Damn!" I said out loud, disappointed that she was gone. I turned around to put my towel on a chair near the swallow end of the pool. As I turned to get in the water, she literally exploded from the water like Halle Berry did in that Bond movie.
Her head drifted back, and she ran her fingers through her wet hair, before opening her eyes. The beauty had the prettiest set of tits I had ever seen. Her nipples were protruding through the material like they were begging to get sucked. When she got to the steps, I was standing on the edge of the pool, directly in front of her. "Hello," I said.