Sara is a successful career woman who decides to take her struggling unemployed husband on a romantic holiday to cheer him up. While on their holiday, a voluptuous woman seduces him which ends up forcing Sara to retaliate using her inner dark side.
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The door to the bedroom was slightly open. My husband knelt on the edge of the bed with his eyes shut.
"God, why have you forsaken me?" He sniffed. "Please give me back my job, so that I can look after my wife and children."
He heaved and snorted mucus on the bed. I had to intervene, but I couldn't do it. I had a feeling if I interfered with his prayer it would hurt his pride as a man.
His career mistake haunted him. His smile and affection was an afterthought, not even my dark skin and pear-shaped body excited him in the bedroom. I won't lie it bothered me. Although he struggled, I couldn't abandon my man. I planned a romantic getaway to try and bring the happiness back into him. I left our two beautiful bundles of joy with my sister and headed for Samfya beach.
The sunlight glistened his light-skinned bald head, he took off his glasses to wipe the sweat on his forehead like a male model on a TV advert. As he drank the last sip of his beer, the liquid dripped down from the corners of his mouth into his neatly trimmed dark beard, while his smile enthralled my heart as he stared at the still blue water of Lake Bangweulu. He let me wipe the liquid from his chin and mouth. I ached to kiss him, but the crowd on the upper deck of the boat cruise made me shy to attempt it.
The excruciating afternoon heat parched my throat. I had emptied the bottle trying to search for the source of the bittersweet goodness of the gold liquid beverage, and I required a chilled refill. I scanned for the waiter among the seated people he was nowhere to be seen, so I decided I would serve myself at the bar. My full bladder denied me of that privilege because toilets were below deck and if I waited my bladder would explode.
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Beside me, stood my tall athletic husband who held on to the railing admiring the beauty of the lake. I slapped my husband's behind hard that it reverberated on the deck followed by snickers among the people behind me.
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"Yes, my bonita," he deviously smiled.
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