Marlena settled into her spacious, comfy seat in first class to Fiji. She was both excited and uneasy, hating leaving John so soon after they had made the commitment to share their lives together. She had been so distracted and out of sorts lately and she knew that he worried about her, he always was. Even when she and Roman got back together, he never stopped caring.

 

It would have been so nice to be going away on a pre-honeymoon with John right now instead of this conference, she thought, looking from outside of the little plane window.

Oh, last night was so perfect, making love until the wee hours of the night, lying in his arms... She never could get enough of that gorgeous man of hers.

 

She was sad to see the look of worry and concern on his face when she told him that she would be leaving, making a solid promise to call him every chance she got.

 

Taking her to the airport that morning, John had kissed her long and hard, a kiss of sheer desperation, she shut her eyes, letting the sweet memory envelop her completely.

 

Laura placed her small luggage at the upper head compartment and sat beside her while Kit was across the aisle. Marlena could not shake the feeling of unease, of darkness. As the plane took off she leaned back in her seat and closed her eyes. Her mind filled with thoughts of the young lady and the horrors she had endured.

The plane took off, she better gets some sleep, she thought, it is going to be a long flight.

 

Before long, they were on a seaplane ride within Fiji’s gorgeous ocean with the ladies,  “oohing and ahhing “ over every perfectly formed tree, charming roadside hotels and scenic vista they passed. They must have taken over two dozen snap pictures.

 

Arriving at the resort, Marlena took in the beauty all around her. The beautiful sandy beaches the palm trees and crystal waters. Upon entering the resort she was overcome with her luxurious surroundings. With the sky, a gorgeous crystal blue as the ocean, dotted with fluffy clouds that looked almost too perfect to be real, and the windows open at the lobby to let in the crisp, fresh air, she felt freer and more relaxed than she had in years.  She vowed that nothing was going to bring her down on this trip, and she planned on sticking to that vow.

 

The Vomo Island Resort, built in 1993, was on its private island and each of them received a bottle of wine as a welcoming gift. The domed lobby of the palace was gorgeous with its inlaid marble floors and polished wood ceilings, plus the wooden decoration on the walls.

 

Marlena was drinking in the peace she felt in this exciting, glamorous environment. She handed her platinum credit card to the elegantly suited gentleman behind the desk. “Marlena Evans,” she said. “Your suite is not quite ready, Madame,” he said in foreign-accented English. “Suite?” she said, inwardly pleased. “It’s a junior suite, facing the ocean, 11A.”

“Lovely, thank you.”

“Sounds like John,” Laura said, standing beside her.

“Marlena” She heard him call her from the other counter.

“Yes Kit” facing him with a sweet smile. It was a 13 hours flight but somehow she managed to look more relaxed and more beautiful than he’s ever seen her.

“Ha, I guess we’re neighbors. I’m in 12A”

 

The suite was superb and the view yet again beautiful as Marlena sat alone having a drink on her terrace going over her notes and information on the next day's lectures and events. She read and tried to concentrate but her mind was just all fuzzy. Looking at the distance her eyes gazed at the vast crystal clear ocean. While she truly loved Salem, there was nothing like the sound of the ocean waves and the freshness of salt air.

 

The first lecture didn’t start up until noon, so she called Laura’s room, offering her to lay on the beach for a while, relax before starting the day. After slipping on her white with golden hops bikini and tying the white cashmere sarung around her hips, Marlena headed out of her room.

Laying on the beach, feeling the warm breeze on her body, she finally felt relaxed, she would have given anything, to have John right there with her though.

A tall tanned man, blocked the sun and it made her open her eyes, she grimaced, the sun in her eyes despite the expensive sunglasses she had on. He was toned and lean, his white teeth smiled at her. “We’ve got to stop meeting like this.” He smiled. It was a good smile, a warm smile, and the lines around his eyes crinkled just a bit.

“May I help you?” “There must be something wrong with my eyes, I can’t take them off you,” he said.

“That’s rich!” Laura squealed, Marlena felt embarrassed. “I'm sorry,” he joked. “I’m sorry I never know what to say to beautiful ladies,” he apologized. “That’s okay, it’s just that I’m-,”

“Married” Kit’s voice echoed behind the tall man, approaching them with a beer in his hand, a navy blue swimwear on his fine body. He added casually. “There you are baby,” Marlena stammered. “Amm..h-hi....” “Well, I was looking for you honey,” he said. He couldn't take his eyes away from her. Marlena's white gold bikini complimented her body perfectly, it caused her big breasts to pop up and created a voluptuous cleavage. A cleavage he wanted to shove his cock into, and rub against her smooth skin, over and over again.

“Looking for me? Honey?.” she repeated, in lack of better words, not quite sure how to respond.

“You didn’t say anything about going to the beach..plus you forgot your sunscreen”

Kit passed the foreign man and sat on the large blanket, placing his bottom to where her waist curved, taking the white sunscreen bottle out of his small black bag.

“We don’t want that creamy skin of yours all red and sore, now don't we? Come on, turn around, I’ll smear some on you now,” he commanded with a smile, looking at the foreign man.

Her eyes grew wide, was he serious?

“Well, HONEY,” she found her words again “I’m good, really, I’ve used Laura’s sunscreen,”  she said in a tone she hoped he could only interpret as friendly and let her be.

“But look, you’re already a little pink on your legs,” he said, opening the white bottle, extracting the white cream to his palm, applying in on her bare thighs, with big circular motions. She couldn’t believe this was actually happening, neither did Laura, as a matter of fact, neither did Kit, but he relished on it. She felt so soft and hot. After an awkward moment, the tall man left and headed for the hotel. Lost in the moment, Kit revealed in the feel of her skin as he massaged the lotion onto her taut legs, he imagined his hand traveling further up between her thighs.

“Thank you Kit, that will do. He’s gone now”. Marlena stamped as she sat up, looking at him.

“Sorry, it looked like that man might be bugging you”, Kit responded, moving his hand away from her, desperate to touch her again. “That’s quite alright Kit, I do know how to handle myself when it comes to the opposite sex and how to get rid of a man who may be ‘bugging’ me.” Marlena covered her legs up with the fine smooth material, his actions embarrassed her.  

Laura just quietly giggled to herself, thinking that indeed her friend had plenty of experience in fending off men who made unwanted advances. There was no shortage of men who would love to share the night and much more with the lovely Doctor Evans but none stood a chance against John.

Taking her book back to her hands, Marlena dived back into reading. Laura was checking out the gorgeous men along the beach, picking out which one she might want to share a night or two with, while she’s here.

Elbowing Marlena, Laura eyed a cute guy on the shore , “check out the buns on that guy!, I bet he knows his way around the bedroom.” she was giddy and Marlena simply laughed, rolling her eyes as she did, “Oh, Sweetie, you have a one-track mind, my friend.”

As the ladies whispered to each other and giggled Kit felt dismissed and a little angry.  Mumbling goodbye, he headed back to the bar for another beer.

A few minutes had passed before Marlena and Laura headed to their rooms to get ready for the day's events. Marlena took a quick shower and fixed her hair and makeup. Slipping into her new blue skirt suit, she loved this color, it reminded her of John’s eyes and that alone made her smile. Checking herself in the mirror, she was pleased, “looking good, Evans”. Picking up her briefcase she headed down to the conference rooms.

Marlena, Laura, and Kit quickly found each other and stalled in for the featured speaker of the day. Respected Doctor and writer, Dr. Bonnie Floyd were first to speak. Marlena was a long time fan of hers and was anxious to hear her speak. After hours of speakers, the conferences day was winding down. Marlena enjoyed the speakers and learned some valuable information, she loved learning new techniques, and couldn’t wait to come back home and put some of the things she had learned to use with her patients.

“Marlena, why don’t we go to the bar for some appetizers and drinks?”, Laura suggested.

They had been served dinner during the conferences but Laura wanted a little something more. She also wanted to scope out the fine men who would be milling about.

“Sounds good to me Laura, Kit, would you care to join us?”, Marlena politely offered, not wanting to leave him out.

“I may meet with you in a while. I have a few phone calls to make first”, he excused himself and headed out.

“I don’t understand what you’re waiting for, Harington”, the low voice struck his ears. Kit kept looking at his hand watch, needing this conversation to be over with, so he could go back to the bar. Leaving her there with all these men around, made his skin crawl with Disgust.

He wasn't sure what to say, but he needed to be left alone, “I’ve got this covered, Sir. She’s here, right? I told you I’ll bring her here and so I have. I’ll contact you within 48 hours with an update”

Marlena and Laura sat at the bar and ordered a couple of cocktails. They talked about the day's lectures and what new tools they had learned.

Kit, having finished his phone call, walked into the hotel's spacious bar and skimmed the room for his lovely Marlena. He soon spotted her at the bar with Laura. As he started towards them he saw a man approached the ladies, he paused.

The man began to talk to Laura, much to Kit’s relief. He must have asked her to dance because soon she placed her hand in his and let him lead her to the dance floor. Marlena seemed to be ok that Laura left her there alone, she was comfortable on her own.

Soon another man approached, Marlena smiled up at him and extended her hand which he took, placing a kiss on her knuckles. They began to fall into what looked like an easy conversation, leading Kit to assume that they had met before. He thought about walking up and interrupting but decided to watch her instead. Leaning against the wall Kit watched as the two exchanged niceties.

As he watched, he noticed as Marlena threw her head backward, laughing as she placed her delicate hand on the man’s wrist. Everything she did made him want her more, down to the smallest gesture. He wanted to feel her hands on his body. He wanted to bend her over that bar stool and fuck her hard until she screamed his name in pleasure. He was growing mad with the want for her that seemed to be taking over his every waking hour. Kit knew that he would satisfy that hunger, and very soon. He had to.

He took a seat at the far corner of the bar, the vast room made it possible for him to look at her without being seen.

Soon Marlena stood to leave. Kit ducked back into the darkness of the corner and watched as she passed. He loved the way she moved, the sway of her hips, the way she seemed to glide across the floor. It always surprised him, how she seemed oblivious to all the men’s eyes that were upon her, as she walked in or out of a room. She didn't seem to be at all aware of how all the men would stare after her, undressing her with their eyes. She was a Goddess and he wanted her for himself.

Kit secretly followed her up to her suite and watched as she disappeared inside. Letting himself into his own suite he walked to the terrace and opened the doors to let in the ocean breeze in, his skin was on fire and he needed to cool down.

Marlena took off her dress and headed to the bathroom, clad only in her bra and underwear. She washed the makeup from her face and stepped into the shower to wash the day away. Stepping out of the shower, she pulled on her light blue nightgown and walked to the bedroom, where her phone was ringing on the nightstand.

“Hello”, She said into the receiver.

“Hi Doc, how's my beautiful lady this evening?” John spoke with that low, sexy voice of his, “Oh, John! It is so good to hear your voice honey, I miss you terribly.” Her grin said it all, she missed him more than words can say.

“Me too baby, all I can think about, is holding you in my arms and making love to you all night long.” She could hear the sex in his voice when he spoke.

Kit stepped closer to the edge of his terrace, looking at the dark ocean in front of him, concentrating, trying to make out with whom Marlena was talking to. He could hear the sweet hum of her voice but couldn’t quite make out her words.

“Sounds like heaven to me, sailor”, Marlena replied, standing up to open the clear glass doors of her terrace, letting some of the salty ocean air in. She sat on the bed, leaning against the decorative wooden headboard. “So, how was your day, baby? Are you enjoying yourself?” he smiled, “yes, very much, I’m learning a lot. I’m glad I came...Oh, John, everything here is so perfect. We should return here for our honeymoon...I really want you to see all of this beauty” she smiled, her eyes wandered around the well-designed hotel room.

“I’m sure it is Doc, as I’m sure that you are the most beautiful woman there... I miss you…”

“I miss you too, so much…I wish you could be here with me, I miss your body, your lips, your hands...” she closed her eyes, remembering the last time they had made love. It was, as usual, the most erotic thing she’s ever experienced but then again, it always was.

“Marlena…” he sighed into the receiver, “I think I have something that would help you, well, relieved some of your tension”.

“Oh?” Marlena Tilted her head, raising her body from the headboard, what did he have in mind?

“Why don't you be a good girl, and check out your suitcase. Search for the inner pocket on the side”. Marlena quickly got up, pulling her bag closely to her, not wanting to let go of the phone. She unzipped the zipper, her hand reached in and then she felt it. It was hard, long and cold to the touch. Grabbing the device, she took it out of her black suitcase.

“Oh, My..” her eye grew wide as she stared at the pink vibrator in her hand.

“Now. Do as I say, and lay on the bed”.