The Swim Coach

Chapter 14

Standing at the doorway was Moses, the security guard from the condo who had previously caught me and Linda in the changing room. Before I could say anything, he let himself in and walked to the far corner of the room beside the veranda door. "Why didn't you go to breakfast? Wasted," was all he said.

He pulled up a chair and climbed up to retrieve something from behind the curtain. I closed the door and moved towards him to see better. It was a camera of some sort and he quickly removed the memory card and kept it safely in his pocket before climbing down. "What the hell are you doing here?" was all I could ask. He plopped himself onto the same chair and took out a pack of cheap local cigarettes. I promptly opened the veranda doors.

"You know, I don't know whether to laugh at you or pity you. You're happily banging away and that's all you seem to care about. But what I have here is going to make me rich. My sources tell me the missus was here last night and I finally have it recorded," he said as he patted the pocket with the memory card. "The missus? Linda? But last night was Serena!"

I sat down next to him and asked for a cigarette. It tasted awful, but my experience as a social smoker in my younger days helped a bit. As expected, it seemed to break the ice with Moses. I asked more questions. It seemed that Moses had had a crush on Linda for a long time, but was shocked and disappointed when he saw us together in the changing room. He went to Michael, who was not surprised and agreed to pay him an exorbitant amount of money if he could get a recording of Linda's infidelity.

Moses had bribed hotel staff and set up a hidden camera in Linda's room on the first day but somehow it did not work; so he switched the camera to my room the following day. As he explained everything, a lot of thoughts were going through my head. Was the object in Linda's drawer a jamming device of some sort? How would Michael feel if he saw that the video was not of Linda but of his young daughter having sex?

From what I noticed previously, he had raised Serena as his own. I could not risk it. But I did not have the purchasing power to get the card from Moses, and I could not let him leave the resort. I needed help. I had to entice him first. "Now you only have one video. And you haven't even seen it yet, how about we make more videos and you give me a cut of Michael's money?" We made an agreement to meet again later for his answer and plans.

As soon as he left, I headed straight to the spa to talk to the only person who could help me now - Linda. I told the spa receptionist that I had an urgent matter and, after waiting a while, was led to a private room. Thankfully, there was no sign of any therapist or Serena.

It was just Linda, wrapped with a towel around her body and another on her head, with cream on her face. I told her everything with one slight modification, "He had us recorded, your device did not work". Now, she looked concerned. She asked me what time I had arranged to meet Moses later; and that she had a plan.

I returned to my room and pondered. It was a dangerous game playing both sides, but I had no choice. A while later, Linda came alone, wearing a sundress and clutching a small bag. Moses was to arrive soon. When the doorbell rang, she hid in the toilet as planned. Moses sat on the chair and smoked as we made some small talk about the condo. That was when the toilet door opened and Linda stepped out.

"Hello, Moses," said Linda as she stepped out of the toilet. She was still in the white sundress she had worn earlier, but her bra was noticeably absent. She walked seductively towards us, her unrestrained breasts jiggling with every step. We both just stared. "I hear you've been giving this boy some trouble. We promised to keep to ourselves and not disturb each other, but you seem to have broken that promise," said Linda. Suddenly, alarm bells were going off in my head. What did she mean by that?

As I sat on the bed pondering, Linda reached Moses' chair and sat on his lap with her legs astride. Her short dress hiked up her thighs and I caught sight of her black g-string and creamy bum underneath. Looking deep into Moses' eyes for a moment, she embraced him and gave him a passionate kiss.

All the while, he just sat there dumbly with his hands by his side, but soon he was kissing back and hugging her. As soon as he did that, Linda tried to break away and gave him a slap on his face. It wasn't hard, but it wasn't soft either. It seemed to break his trance and he let go of her unwillingly as she got off him. "It has been a long time, Linda," he said as he chuckled loudly. All this while I had been largely ignored, but now both of them looked in my direction.

"You've always liked them young and hot; you still have good taste," said Moses. It was a nice compliment, but coming from Moses, it suddenly didn't feel so good. Linda ignored his remarks and got right down to business. "What is this recording I heard about? All these years, we've been good being near yet far. Suddenly, you can't support your two wives and five kids anymore? I know about your second family in Batam. And I should say six kids; I've never taken a single cent from you for Serena," said Linda, arms akimbo. I stared at both of them. Suddenly, Serena's paternity mystery had been solved.

Moses knew he was in a corner. Too many secrets were being revealed and monetary gain no longer seemed so valuable. He put his hand in his pocket and traced the edges of the memory card from the outside. He stubbornly refused to give it up. Linda moved behind him and put her hands into either pocket of his loose pants.

Before he could protest, she fondled him from both sides through the pockets. Soon a tent was formed at the front of his pants. As Linda retrieved her hands, the memory card was between her fingers. She flicked it in his direction as she moved in front of him and planted a big kiss before he knew or cared that the card was gone. I got up to look for it and after a bit of searching saw it in the far corner of the bed.

As I moved nearer, a low moan and slurping caught my attention. I looked towards the amorous couple. Moses was still on the chair, but his head was flipped back over the backrest with just his pants unzipped. Linda was kneeling between his legs, bobbing her head up and down his thick, hairy dick. It looked quite big, even bigger than mine.

After a few minutes, she unbuckled his waistband as he sat and his loose pants fell to his ankles with no underwear. Clearly, the man was gifted in both length and girth. With his hard cock pointing straight up, Linda faced him and sat on his lap as she moved aside her G-string. She gasped as her bare pussy stretched to its limits to accommodate him.

With his tool slowly disappearing into her depths, coated in their juices, he jerked his hips and plunged the remaining bit into her as she shrieked in both pleasure and pain. Carrying and dropping her, the bouncing caused the sturdy wooden chair to creak nonetheless in harmony with their motion. They did not seem to care about my presence, and I enjoyed the free show as I found myself getting hard.

After a while, Linda got up and took off her G-string. Holding the base of her dress, she faced away from him and slowly sat down on his cock backward as he guided her bare buttocks. Now she was doing all the work as she moved up and down, moaning and enjoying herself. But Moses would not have it and stood up with his cock still within her. He banged her from behind as she bent over and held onto the edge of the bed right in front of me.

In this position, Linda's dress top was drooping and I saw her small breasts hanging loose and moving in tandem with the pumping. Linda did not care and closed her eyes as Moses had his way, grunting with every stroke. He soon came and unloaded his thick wad into her unprotected. "Ah, that was good, Linda. I missed all that, especially the deepthroat," was all he said as he cleaned up with the tissues in the room. Linda just showed him her middle finger.

With a chuckle, he quickly changed and left.