119 comments/ 77570 views/ 36 favorites Aloha Means Hello AND Goodbye... By: MattressThrasher This is my second attempt at writing this type of story. I tried to be more thorough with my editing and have the story end in such a way that there wouldn't be any question as to what happened afterwards. There is very little sex and this is a work of fiction and nothing like this that I know of has ever happened. Hope you enjoy it. Aloha means hello AND goodbye... The day started out as a hectic one when the alarm clock failed to wake me and my wife. It seems there was a power outage during the night and we had to rush to make it to work on time. Well she had to rush as I didn't have to be at work until 9 am and it was only a fifteen minute drive for me. My wife likes to check her email in the morning before she leaves for work but was in such a hurry she forgot to shut down her computer. So when I was about to turn it off I saw an email that she had gotten a few days ago that the subject line read 'Aloha to a great fucking time.' Needless to say I opened it and was immediately crushed to find out my wife was planning to fly off to Hawaii with another guy while I would be on a two week business trip. This was a kick to my gut and a knee to my balls. Now let me give you some back ground. My wife Kathy and I met through some mutual friends over twelve years ago who thought we'd be a good match. As it turned out we were both in to fitness and a healthy life style, she was a Yoga instructor and personal trainer while I worked in the Marketing business for a midsize company with dreams of becoming bigger. I love the outdoors so any chance I get you'll find me hiking, mountain biking, running, or any number of other things involving the outdoors. We shared many other interests and we looked good together. Kathy stands 5' 6" with long flowing brown hair, brown eyes and of course a killer body. I'm 6' 3" with blond hair, blue eyes and an athletic build. Was it love at first site? No but we grew to be good friends and later the romance began slowly. It took a couple of years but we did married and I thought we were happy for the last eight. I knew I was but after reading this email I knew our marriage was in serious trouble. It seems this guy, Gary, and she had been planning this romantic getaway for some time now. She knew of my up coming business trip as it was a huge opportunity for me and the company. I was going to be away for two weeks with a few associates to try and land several big accounts. If I could make this happen it would mean a promotion and nice bump up in pay. But now as I stared at this email that was the last thing on my mind. I started to go thru her other emails and see what I could find out about this Gary. It seems she had saved all her emails from him in a folder called trips. How convenient for me. You see Kathy isn't to computer savvy but I use computers on a daily basis so I knew my way around. It became very clear she had been seeing this asshole for the last six months. But why? I couldn't think of any obvious sign that she was unhappy. Our sex life was great and we enjoyed each other's company. What pushed her in to the arms and bed of another man? My head was spinning and I needed to get to work. But before I left I copied all the saved emails to a thumb drive so I could read them later and try to gather more information on Gary and maybe even get some insight as to why she was doing this. Finally shutting off her computer I rushed off to work. My thoughts were all about her and this Gary. As I was getting over the shock of this discovery my anger starter to build and I wanted revenge on an epic scale. Now I am not a violent man, nor do I believe in revenge, but this was different. This infidelity on her part was not something I could forgive. I began to wonder where and when this all started but quickly decided I didn't need to know. What I did want to know was more about Gary and what I could do to ruin his life. I didn't want him dead or seriously injured, although those thoughts did appeal to me. No I wanted them both to suffer was a very public humiliation. But what and how still needed to be worked out. I had six weeks to figure something out so when I got to work I shut the door to my office and brain stormed. What I needed was more information, not only on Gary but the details of their trip as well. Then an idea started to form as to how I could ruin their trip before they even left the ground and expose their affair in such a way she would not be able to deny it. It was a risky plan but it would make her pay in the end. As the day went on I did do some actual work but also kept thinking about my plan. When it was time to head home I stayed in my office for over an our listing out what I needed and how to go about getting those items. I also made a list of the dangers involved in what I was planning. If this back fired or it was discovered I had a hand in any of this it could mean jail time for me, but I felt that risk was worth it. Now to gather more information on Gary I needed access to Kathy's email and computer so I went online to see if I could download software to get her passwords to her computer and email account but then stopped. If this was going to work I couldn't leave a paper trail or a electronic one either. You see if there were to be any type of investigation I didn't want anyone to find out I was involved. So with that in mind I had to figure out how to get what I needed in such a way that it could not be traced back to me. Over the next few days I purchased a few throw away cell phones from different stores thirty miles or more out side of town all with cash along with a small laptop that I could use at places that offered free Wifi so my activities couldn't be linked to work or home. I also bought a few wireless video cameras and some bugs to place around the house in the hope that she brings this asshole in to our bed for some extramarital fun. That thought made my blood run cold but they might just talk about their up coming trip and provide me with the much needed information that I needed to make my plan work. As time passed I tried to act as normal as possible around my wife so she would not suspect me of being on to her affair. That was hard but over the next few weeks it became so natural to look at her and smile a loving smile while I thought of her fucking that other guy. I think I missed my calling and should have been an actor. During that time I reached out to some old friends using one of the phones I bought so there could be no possible link made to me or the persons I was calling. My first call was to a college friend whom I had not spoken to since graduating over fourteen years ago. Steve was a party animal back in the day and had been the go to guy if you were in need of something to liven up the evening. "Steve its Hank. How you've been man?" At first Steve didn't remember but after some reminders of those parties in college it finally click. "Hey Hank. Yeah now I remember. Boy those were the days my friend. What have you been up to?" I gave him a very brief run down of my life after college. He in turn told me things hadn't turned out as he had hoped but was doing okay. "So what do I owe the pleasure of your call? It wasn't just to reminisce about the good old days." I had to be careful on how to approach the subject so I wanted to meet him in person. "Look I need some help and was hoping you might be able to provide it. I was thinking we could meet for lunch and talk about it. What do you say?" He hesitated for a moment, "Yeah sure anything for an old college buddy." We made plans to meet at a place far from my work place but close to his in a few days. I was really hoping he could help me as time was starting to run down and I didn't know of anyone else who I could ask. I had also placed the cameras and bugs in the bedroom and living room thinking those were the two most likely places they would talk and do other things. So it had been the first week they were in place and when I checked it showed me nothing. I thought that maybe she was going to his place as it might be to risky to come back here for their fuck fest. But the following week was a different story. It seems she brought Gary back to our place late one morning and they fucked in every position imaginable for just over two hours. It made me sick to watch it but I had to just to see if they talked about their trip or gave up any more useful information but nothing. The following week I check the cameras again and found that they had returned but not for sex as they just talked about their up coming trip which gave me the information I was looking for, their flight number and departure time. As I listened I could hear the excitement in my wife's voice as they talked about what they had planned. I was more than beyond furious and I even though about killing the two of them but dismissed that thought. I wanted them both to live a long and miserable existence. This revenge was going to last a life time and follow them to their graves. I had a dream that when my soon to be ex-wife was laying on her deathbed old and gray I would walk in and smile then lean over and tell her how I had ruined her trip to Hawaii. I would stand up, smile down at her as she looked at me in shock, and then turn around and leave. I was now more determined than ever to make this work but there was still one thing that I needed to do and that was going to be another risk I'd have to take. I finally found out more about Gary. He and my wife work at the same health club as a personal trainer as well. It seems he has a bad habit of bedding other men's wives. Well that's about to come to a very ugly end. He lives not far from the club in a small condo complex so I decided to do a little surveillance and took a day off from work telling my boss I needed to take care of a few personal things before our business trip. I had purchased a digital camera with a powerful zoom and watched his place for a few hours. It wasn't anything special, just a small two bedroom complex and it looked as if his neighbors where gone during the day for work and there were no security cameras. That was good for what I had planned for him needed to be done covertly. At the meeting with Steve I was nervous about what I needed to ask him. This was the biggest risk of my whole plan but if I could get what I needed then it would be so worth it. I saw Steve come into the restaurant and waved him over to the table I was sitting at. It was far at the back and the place was pretty quiet with only a dozen or so customers there having a late lunch. He walked up and greeted me, "Long time no see bro. So what do I owe the pleasure of this meeting?" Time had not been kind to Steve. He looked awful as if he could have been an extra on the show 'Walking Dead'. I wanted to make this quick. If he couldn't help me then I would need to look some where else for what I needed to buy. We started to talk about college and some of the epic parties Steve thru. The man was a party animal back then but it has since caught up with him. He looked to be at least fifteen years older than his real age. I needed to move things along so I just came out and asked him point blank. "Steve the reason I asked you here was to see if you, or someone you know, might help get me some party favors for a little private party I'll be throwing." I handed him a list, "Can you help me out? I'll gladly pay you for your time." Steve read the list, first with a look of shock but then a smile came across his face, "Sure man no problem. Sounds like its going to be an awesome party dude. Think you could invite an old college buddy along?" I smiled in relief, "Sure no problem. Just get me what I asked for and I'll let you know where and when the party will be. Okay?" "Cool but I'm going to need some cash upfront to get these items for you." I was prepared and handed him an envelope with several thousand dollars in it. "Will this do?" "Man you are planning a major blow out aren't you? This is more than enough. When do you need this stuff?" I told him to meet me next week with the items and that if there was a problem or a delay to call me. I then gave him the number to my new cell phone and we left the restaurant soon after. It was now two weeks before my trip and my wife and her lover were planning on flying out the following day after I left on my trip so timing was crucial. I had met with Steve and he was able to get me everything I had asked for. Now all I had to do was to place these items so they wouldn't be found until the time was right. Three days before my trip I went home early and checked my wife's suit case. It was packed and ready to go for her trip, the cheating bitch. So I very carefully went in to it and place a few little surprises as a going away gift. I made sure to hide them so if she were to unpack and then repack she would never find them. She wasn't the one I wanted to find them anyway. Next came another risky venture which involved breaking into Gary's place. I knew his work schedule so that wasn't an issue. What was the issue was that I had never done anything like this before. I was able to purchase a lock pick set and a book on how to pick a lock. The things you can buy on the internet. I had practiced on several locks at home and at work. I had gotten pretty good at it so I had great hopes this part of the plan would work. It was early afternoon so I told my boss I needed to take a long lunch. Soon I found myself outside Gary's condo with my pick set in hand. I surprised myself as I was able to pick the lock in just over a minute and was inside his home. Speed was the key. I wanted to do what I came to do as quickly as possible and leave without a trace. I wore latex gloves and went strait to his bedroom were I found his packed bag ready for a trip. As I had done with my wife's suit case I went through his and placed a few travel gifts that would certainly make this a memorable trip. Once finished I then moved to the kitchen and found a can of coffee. I then pulled out a mixing bowl from one of his cupboards and emptied the coffee from the can in to it. I then place a few packets in the bottom of the can and filled it back up with the coffee and placed it back where I found it. Making sure all was back where it belonged I left Gary's place and headed home. I had just one more thing to do. It was a couple of days before my trip and I reached out to a friend of mine who I knew had a cousin that worked at the airport with the TSA. I also had all the information on the flight my wife and Gary were to take. It was now just a matter to get the information in to the right hands but not to let anyone know where it came from. So I reached out to my friend but had to be some what cryptic about how I came across this information. "Jack I need to ask a favor but you have to keep this information about who gave it to you got it a secret." I gave him details of the flight and Gary's name but not my wife's. Jack said he would tell his cousin and that he would handle it form there. I also removed all the cameras and bugs and disposed of them in a way so no one could find them. I also hid a few surprises in Kathy's car just to add to her woes. Now it was the day before my trip and I thought I'd have a little fun at my wife's expense. As I came home from work I walked in the house and sat down acting upset. My wife looked at, "What's wrong? Something happen at work?" "Oh something happened alright. The clients we WERE suppose to meet just cancelled the meetings. So now I won't be going on that trip and the company won't get the opportunity to grow." I said with mock anger. I saw the shock and fear on her face. It was then I knew she was thinking of a way to get me to go on that trip so she and Gary could have their fun in Hawaii. "Can't they send you anyway and try and to work things out with those clients? I mean you and your team have spent a lot of time and energy on this project. It seems such a shame to waste all of that hard work." This pissed me off to no end about how she could talk about shame. She had no shame and she and Gary were going to pay. I looked at her and laughed, "Just pulling your leg honey. The trip is still on don't worry." There was a sign of great relief on her face and then she smiled, "You had me going there for a second. So you all packed?" "Yeah just need to add a few items to my carry on and I'll be ready to go. Hope you won't miss me too much while I'm gone. Do you have anything planned? Maybe a girls night out or something?" "No nothing. I'll be sitting here just waiting for my loving husband to return." God I almost laughed at that but I was too angry. That night we made love that night. Well truth be told I fucked the shit out of her. I wanted my last fuck to be the most physical and athletic that I could make it. I fucked her out of anger not love. I fucked her with no kindness but with raw hate. She came several times and loved the change in me. When she asked me about it I said I wanted to be sure she would remember me. The next day my wife drove me to the airport and dropped me off. I gave her a long passionate kiss while my hands rubbed that sweet tight ass of hers. It would be the last kiss I would ever give her so I wanted it to be a memorable one. I met up with the rest of the group and we boarded the flight. It was uneventful and once when we landed and had checked in at the hotel I called the house but I used the phone from the hotel room. There was no answer so I left a message, "Honey I did a really stupid thing. I left my phone in the cab and won't be able to call you until I get its returned or replaced so if you need to call me leave a message at the front desk and I'll be sure to call you later in the evening." I didn't forget my phone, I just wanted to have a valid excuse for not taking her calls. So the next day came and I made sure my phone was off and that no one could reach me while I was in meetings all day with clients. When I got back to the room I checked but hadn't received any messages so I turned on my phone and didn't find any messages from my wife or anyone else. Well maybe they did get through security at the airport. The next day the meetings went even better than the first ones and we were back at the hotel early. There were several messages waiting for me on the phone in my hotel room. One was from my wife, another was from her father and the third was from a DEA agent which brought a smile to my face. I then checked my cell phone and saw several messages waiting for me. I played the messages from the hotel phone. The first was from my wife and she was crying, "Baby its me. I'm in big trouble and I really need you. Please come home now. Please." after that all I heard was crying. The next message was from my soon to be ex-father, "Hank your wife has been trying to get in touch with you. She's been arrested and needs you home now. Please call me when you can." The last message was from a DEA agent, "Sir this is Agent Defranco and I would like to speak with about your wife and her arrest on drug charges." he went on about where to reach him and a few other details. I was so happy I couldn't stop smiling but had to put on a serious face for my coworkers. This had worked out perfectly so far but I still needed to act surprised and shocked so no one would suspect I had anything to do with this. So I contacted my boss the following morning and told him I had a serious problem at home but didn't give out any details. He said that since the meetings were going so well I could leave to take care of this emergency but he wanted me back as soon as possible to ensure that we closed the deals with these clients. I caught the first plane back home and as soon as I was on the ground I pulled out the my 'lost' cell phone and called my father. Aloha Means Hello and Goodbye I sat on the patio of the outdoor bar, watching the fish and sea creatures swim underneath the plexiglass flooring. The night was warm with a light breeze fluttering across the bar. I sipped my Mai Tai and wondered if the fish were intently watching us like I was watching them. This has been a very long week, and not for the first time, I was questioning if I should have come to Hawaii or not. The views were gorgeous, the sites were interesting and the activities were fun. However, this was supposed to have been my honeymoon, and I was alone. Well, technically, not alone. My best friend had come with me. Just seven days before my wedding, I'd found the man of my dreams with the best man, doing the things that we were supposed to be doing on our wedding night. He'd begged and pleaded with me not to cancel the wedding, but I had no other choice. My best friend, Chrissie, who was also the maid of honor had graciously taken his place on an all-expense paid trip to Hawaii for the week. While she'd made the most of the nightlife here, I hadn't felt up to hitting the singles scene again already. So I hung out at the hotels, drinking fruity concoctions and feeling sorry for myself. Chrissie kept saying that I needed to get back on the horse again, by which she meant I needed to get laid. I just wasn't in the mood for it. Most of my day was spent walking around town, seeing the sites amongst the hundreds of married couples who swarmed around me. For some reason, the newlyweds had loved Pearl Harbor, which seemed about as unromantic as you could get, but I had bumped elbows with them looking at the Arizona. The bartender brought over another drink, this time a Bombay Sling. I wasn't sure what was in it, but it had a kick. Since tomorrow would be spent flying home to face the questions and the pitying glances I had decided to get trashed tonight. I might as well have some fun before going home. My plan involved ordering any drink that sounded like it belonged in the tropics. It was working. I was on my third drink so far, but frankly, I was nursing them. I'd been here nearly two and a half hours, and not finding the release I was looking for. The bartender looked at me again and gave me a smile. He was an okay sort, but not my type. He was older than me, probably 35 or so, and had that too many hours at the gym build that I didn't like. If anything was going to happen tonight, I wanted someone who met my criteria. I wasn't going to label myself desperate now or ever. I went back to my drink and watched as the sun began to dip across the horizon. It turned a brilliant orange that suited my mood. I felt better in this place, watching the gorgeous passing of time here. Chrissie wasn't here to enjoy nature. She'd gone out to a club. A taxi had picked her up a couple of hours ago, so she could get something to eat and go dancing one last night. I'd ordered room service and eaten alone. My meal had been delivered by a gorgeous man, a Hawaiian who had been dressed in traditional attire. That meant that he only wore a lawa-lawa, which was the equivalent of a Speedo, and a kihei, which was a type of cloak that covered up part of his torso. I'd been surprised to see him in this outfit, given that most of the men here merely wore loud print shirts and board shorts. My thoughts went back to him again, but I figured he'd probably already gotten off his shift and gone home. I wasn't sure that I'd be good company anyway. I was a bit shocked when a few minutes later, he came out to the bar. He sat down on a barstool and started talking to the bartender. He caught my eye at one point, and I smiled at him. A group of about ten revelers came in. Of course, it was an even number of guests, and I was sure that they were all honeymooners. The bartender was swamped, and I waited patiently for whatever my next drink was going to be. The man in the traditional Hawaii dress came over carrying a large fruity drink. "Did you order the blackberry vodka sangria?" I nodded. "I guess so. The bartender is just supplying me with fruity drinks for the evening." He shrugged. "It's nice to have a theme for the night." He sat down without being asked. "Long day, and I'd rather not be at the bar with all of the party crowd. Otherwise, I'll be running errands for them all night for no tips." I looked at him. "Should I be tipping you for the drink?" "Nah, let me hide out here for a bit, and we'll call it even, okay?" I nodded. The sun had begun to dip beyond the horizon now, and the sky had dimmed to a deeper shade of purple. The effect was amazing. I felt almost mellow here. He followed my gaze to the sunset and smiled. "Not too bad, eh?" I smiled at him. "It's better than the hazy sunsets we get on the coat," I admitted. The bar area had cleared out somewhat, but I wasn't sure where they'd all gone. My companion got a beer for himself and returned. "I'm Luka by the way. We met earlier when I brought you dinner. Going solo tonight?" "You could say that. I'm here with a friend. She's out for some last night partying, and I decided to take it easy. I'm Jade, by the way." I held out a hand, and he shook it. His grip was firm and the skin was smoother and less worn that I'd expected. He eyed the drinks. "Doesn't look like you're taking it too easy," he smiled. "Just something to keep me occupied. I'm pacing myself. I don't want a hangover for the flight home tomorrow." He rolled his eyes. "Those are the worst." Looking at him now, I could see more of his body. His skin tone was dusky, only a few shades darker than most of the tanned tourists in the area. His torso was smooth and firm. He obviously worked out, and it showed. His pecs, or what I could see of them, were rounded and defined. He had black tufts of hair under each arm. His legs were another matter. He had the defined calves and thighs of a surfer, but they were covered in thick black hair, the opposite of his upper body. Having had just enough to drink to lose some reserve, I shifted, wondering if he was wearing anything under the garments. "I have on boxer briefs," he said simply. He tugged down the waistband of the clothing to show a band that read "Fruit of the Loom." It seemed rather modern for the rest of the outfit. "You wouldn't believe what some people do. I've had women try to pull down my pants before. Good times." He took a drag off the beer. I felt my face flush, but I hoped it wasn't too noticeable in the half light. I'd been caught behaving badly. I wasn't used to that. Normally, I played by all the rules. "Not that I blame you," he added. "If the situation were reversed, I'd be checking to see what you were wearing as well." He gave me a smile to show that he was okay with the situation. Now I blushed for another reason. He was flirting with me, and I was totally out of practice at it. I pulled down my shorts enough to show the lacy band of a thong I'd bought for my honeymoon. "They're not fruit of the loom, but I like them," I said with a smile. I apparently had his interest now. He sat up straighter. "Not bad at all, but I doubt that anyone has tried to pull off your shorts today." I sighed. "The night is still young." "It is, isn't it?" He made a motion to the bartender who brought him another beer. He popped off the cap and took a long draw on it. "Listen, I can't stay out here too long. The boss doesn't like it when we hang out with the guests. It's frowned upon." I'd been expecting a pick-up line at some point, a suggestion to go to my room, maybe but I hadn't expected honesty. He was speaking the truth, and I decided to be as honest. "Look, I'm leaving tomorrow." He stood. "Are you telling me no, or just not to get too attached?" He picked up his beer and took another drink. "Well, we're not going to the chapel after this." I stood up too and motioned for the check. Luka smiled. "He already added it to your tab. I had an idea that this might happen." I led him back to the room in silence. He knew where we were going since he'd delivered dinner earlier that evening. I opened the door, and he held it open to let me enter. The patio doors were open, and a gentle breeze ran through the room. I took the "do not disturb" sign from the desk. I leaned past him, letting my breasts brush up against him as I hung out the notice for Chrissie. I didn't feel too bad, since it was a free trip for her. The move had loosened the kihei, and he shucked out of it. The garment fell to the floor, and he stood there in just the loose fitting loincloth. He looked less exotic than he had, but he still looked well built. I took a few steps towards him and kissed him on the lips. My first kiss to him was gentle, a refresher course in how to make out. His lips were soft and I felt them part as he pressed back against me. His arm circled my waist, and I moaned softly against his lips. The noise emboldened his tongue which now sought to enter my mouth. I let it, and his tongue eagerly found mine and caressed it almost like the breeze. I hadn't realized my hunger for human touch, but my hands found his face and cupped it between my palms. One hand slowly began to drop to his neck and then to his chest. His heart was beating fast, and I liked the feeling of knowing I had done that to him. His skin was smooth and my hand slid down to his waist and then up his back. His arm brought me nearer still to him. The kiss had grown hungry on both of our parts, moving from gentle to wetter and sloppier with the desire just under the surface. He broke from the kiss for a second to start unbuttoning my blouse, while my mouth found his neck. My tongue and lips took turns along his jawline, licking and nipping as he continued to remove my clothes. He let me go long enough to remove my blouse, but my body missed his touch when he did. Without asking, I unsnapped my bra and slid out of it as well. His arm quickly moved back around my waist, and his mouth met mine again. Now his fingers traced the skin of my breasts. Two fingers found one of my nipples and tweaked it, provoking a guttural moan from me. The noise came from deep inside me, expressing a desire that I hadn't know I'd been holding. The moan emboldened him, and he took the nipple in his mouth and licked at it until it was rock hard. He moved his mouth to the other one and repeated the maneuver. I only had to stand there and enjoy the feeling of him against me. Knowing what I wanted. I quickly undid my shorts and let them drop to the floor. We both knew that I only had on the barest of lacy thongs on underneath. He moved his head back to enjoy the view. The noise he made was lower than his voice had been and filled with lust. He dropped to his knees and ran his lips across my inner thighs. He put his hands across my cheeks, so that I couldn't move. I would have shifted, the feeling was so intoxicating that I would have been afraid to give into it. The desire pulsed through me now, and I could feel my own juices trickle down my legs in anticipation of what was going to happen. He hitched his thumbs under the waistband of my thong and slowly slid it down my thighs until it dropped to the floor. I was naked now, and again he was kissing and licking my inner thighs, getting closer and closer to my opening. I could feel his breath against it, and I wanted him now. Taking one of his hands, I tugged him back up. My breath was ragged as I did. "My turn," I said, as I slid both the traditional garment and boxer briefs down. They caught in the front for a second and then slid down easily. I heard the slap of his dick against his flat abdomen and looked down. He was larger than I had thought, perhaps eight inches and uncut. I'd not seen one with a foreskin before, so I dropped to my knees for a closer inspection. He took my hand and moved it back and forth over the shaft. The foreskin slid along the length and exposed the head when we moved it down. I slid it into my mouth as we moved our hands up and down it. I could tasty his own juices, which were sweet and a bit salty. I liked the taste of it, and my tongue ran across the head hoping for more. Before I could do more, he pulled me back up. "Much more of that, and it will be a very short evening," he said with a smile. Once again, his arm slid around me, and he pulled me tight. Without clothes on, his member slid between my legs. He slid up against my opening, and I could feel the head brush against it as we moved together. I walked us slowly back to the bed until I could feel the backs of my legs press against the mattress. Some hotel worker had kindly turned down the bed, and I fell back, pulling Luka on top of me. He landed on his elbows so as not to press too hard against me; however, our hips matched up perfectly now, and I moved around to let him know what I wanted. He laughed. "I don't suppose a bride to be has protection." "Her friend does," I said, pulling Chrissie's supplies onto the bed. Luka took a second to ready himself and then slid between my legs once again. Almost instinctively, I brought my legs up to his sides. I was still dripping my own juices. I wasn't going to need much preparation. He brought me into another long kiss, and as he did, I felt him find my opening with his fingers. He had two of them in me at first, exciting me and pressing against my clit so that my excitement grew. I could feel the steady pressure against it, knowing that it wouldn't be long before release. He continued this for a minute or two, and then replaced the fingers with himself. I suddenly felt full of him, and I gasped with pleasure. He traced my jawline with kisses as he started a slow rhythm with me. It was slow, but passionate, like the islands. We didn't speak. We didn't need to. His strokes were long, pulling nearly all the way out before sliding deep into me again. Each push brushed against my clit, and I moaned with the pent-up desire that I felt. As I moaned, he began to speed up. The thrusts were faster now, but still pressing against my pleasure zones. I could feel him tense as he grew closer to his own orgasm. I squeezed my legs against his sides and he came. I could feel the pulses inside of me as he grunted. Beads of sweat formed across his forehead and neck, drops that I greedily licked off. He didn't stop. Even though I could see that he was spent, he continued the thrusts, realizing how close I was to my own pleasure. The deep thrusts and the knowledge that I'd made him cum hard inside of me drove me over the edge. The heat that had been building inside my gut swelled over the dam holding it in place and flooded me with warmth. I began to sweat as well, the heat beating inside of me like the noonday sun. I let the feeling wash over me until it was done. Luka had continued to thrust inside of me until I had finished. Now he slowed to a stop and pulled out. My body immediately protested the loss of him inside of me, but I did nothing. He lay beside me without speaking for a long time. Then he got up, cleaned up, and collected his clothes. "Thanks for making a bad day more tolerable," he said as he slid back into his Hawaiian garb. At the moment, he looked like a native who had been ravaged. I smiled. "Thanks for making a bad vacation more tolerable," I said in return. I knew that we wouldn't see each other again. I had an early flight back to the mainland, and he would stay here to work and live. However, it had been just what I had needed tonight. "Aloha," he said as he opened the door. Chrissie was standing there, looking surprised as he left. Aloha Means Hello AND Goodbye... "What in hell is going on? I got your message but don't believe it. Kathy was arrested on drug charges? She doesn't do drugs. Where did this happen, at the health club?" I knew exactly where it took place. "No she was traveling with umm a friend to Hawaii and was stopped at security where they found some illegal drugs on her and her friend." her father said in a low voice as if embarrassed. "Wait a minute, just wait. She told me she was going to be home that she didn't have any plans. Who is this friend she was going to Hawaii with? I bet one of her girlfriends talked her in to going and got her into to all this mess." Her father hesitated a moment, "Uh no it was with someone else. The important thing to remember here Hank is that she is in trouble and needs our help. She loves you and I know you love her so..." I cut him off. "What aren't you telling dad? Who was she traveling with?" I yelled into the phone. I was enjoying this a little to much. There was silence then he cleared his throat, "She was traveling with a man, Gary somebody. He has been arrested to but..." again I cut him off. "So you're telling my wife, your daughter, was flying off to Hawaii with another man while I was out busting my ass to earn a living and she gets busted for drug possession? Is that what you're telling me?" "Um yes I'm afraid it is what I'm telling you." I took a long pause, "Ok I need to talk to her lawyer then this DEA agent and then I'm going to talk to her. After that we'll go from there but she better have one hell of an explanation as to why she was about to go to Hawaii with another man and taking drugs with her as well." I hung up on him before he could respond. When I got home I saw there were over twenty messages waiting so I began to play them back. The first as expected was from me about losing my cell phone. The next few were from Kathy hoping I would check our messages while I was on my business trip. Several were from her father and the rest from her lawyer asking me to get in touch as soon as possible. I called he lawyer and since he wasn't in the office at that time I made an appointment for the following morning. Next I called the DEA agent Defranco and agreed to meet him at his office downtown later that afternoon. I quickly got cleaned up and headed off all the while trying to think if I had covered my tracks so none of this could come back on me. Soon I found myself in what I can only assume was an interrogation room. Agent DeFranco walked in carrying a folder. "Glad you were able to stop by and see me. I have some questions about your wife that I was hoping you could answer." he said this while reading something from the folder. "Look my wife isn't into drugs. As long as I've know her she has never taken anything illegal. Hell she doesn't even drink that much. This must be all a big misunderstanding or mistake. She's a Yoga instructor for God sake. Why would she be doing drugs?" I was putting on a little act but Agent DeFranco never looked up. "People do all sorts of stupid things for all sorts of stupid reasons. Now did you know your wife was going to Hawaii with this guy Gary? She told us he was just a friend but Gary said they were going to have a romantic holiday. So do you know this Gary? Did you know your wife was having an affair? Did you know anything about the drugs?" now he was looking at me, hard. I took a deep breath to clam myself, "I didn't know any of it until I talked with my father this morning. But I still can't believe it. She must have been coerced in to doing this. She is just to good a person to be involved in anything like this." I didn't want to over play this. I'm sure this guy could spot someone lying in a heart beat so I had to be very careful. He sighed, "No I guess you didn't know. Well I hate to break it to you chum but your wife was cheating on you with a drug dealer no less. Now we've already searched his place and found even more drugs and soon we'll be searching your home as well. Now you could cooperate and let us in to your house or it wouldn't take long to get a search warrant. Either way we'll be there soon to do the search." I knew her lawyer would have said not to but this was self-preservation and it would look good that I was not trying to hide anything. So I agreed and soon found myself back at the house with dozen of DEA and FBI agents and a couple of their dogs looking through my house. They did take a few things some pill containers she kept in the medicine cabinet. The next day while I met with Kathy's lawyer I told him of my meeting with DeFranco and of the search. He was not happy, "If you have any more contact with ANY law enforcement official I want to be there before you answer any questions. Do you understand?" I nodded. I was pissed, "Now let me make something clear to you. I want to know everything that has happened that led to my wife being arrested. So far all I know is that she was about to board a flight to Hawaii with this guy Gary and if you or she wants my help somebody better tell me how this came to be. Do I make myself clear?" "You know I can't discuss your wife's case with you..." at that point I walked out. Next I went to the jail where she was being held and asked to see her. I met her in a room with several other inmates were meeting either with family or lawyers at round metal tables with stools around them bolted to the floor. I saw her being led in wearing a orange prison jump suit, no makeup, and her hair was pulled back into a tight but messy pony tail. She looked like shit, as if she hadn't slept in the last few days. "Oh baby I'm so glad you're here." she cried. I was about to give her a hug when a guard came over and told us we could have no physical contact. This made her cry even more. "Its okay baby we'll get this whole mess sorted out. What I need now is to hear you side of the story. How did you end up about to fly off to Hawaii with this guy?" I said this with no emotion what so ever. She started to cry even more, "Hank I'm so sorry. I'm so so sorry." "So it is true. You were having an affair with this guy Gary, this drug dealer. How could you? Weren't you happy with me? Don't you love me? I don't understand this. I mean you and him, then there are the drugs. What were you thinking?" I waited but I knew she didn't have an answer. "Please please believe me when I say I've always loved you. This was just a one time thing, it didn't mean anything to me. Can you please find it in you heart to forgive me?" she was pleading with me now. I looked at her for a long moment then said, "I might have found it in my heart to forgive you, but you shattered it into a million pieces and therefore I have no forgiveness for you. When I leave here I'll be talking to a divorce lawyer and all the locks will have been changed on the house. I'll have all you clothes and other belongings sent to you parent's place because I want all traces of you removed from MY house. As of now you are no longer part of my life. I want nothing more to do with you. Oh and tell that lawyer of yours that he better not use me as a character witness because I'll have nothing good to say about you. Goodbye Kathy. I hope things work out for you." she was crying her eyes out and begging me not to go that she needed me. I never turned around but just went straight home and started to pack up her shit. I called a lock smith and had all the locks changed the following day. Then I called a security company and arranged to have them come by next week and install their top of the line system for me. With in a few days I had most of her stuff packed and ready to be sent to her parent's house. I'd also received, and ignored, several call from Kathy wanting to talk. As far as I was concerned she could go to hell. Finally I was able to return to work and we were able to sign those big clients we had been pursuing. Soon I had my promotion and the pay raise that came with it. I was able to divorce Kathy with little trouble as it was a straight up 50/50 split with no alimony and with her footing the bill for her legal fees from her drug arrest. She kept trying to get in touch with me but I wanted to put some distance between us. Now she never went to trail as the evidence was so overwhelming that her lawyer said she couldn't win. It was in her best interest to take a plea deal and get a shorter sentence. She was not happy to say the least. Gary on the other had fought tooth and nail to try and prove his innocence. Dumb bastard was sent up for fifteen years where as Kathy only got five years. It was the day of Kathy's sentencing and she had asked to see me one last time before she started serving her sentence. I agreed and we met at her lawyers office an hour before she was due in court. She looked at me and I could see she had been crying, "Hank I just wanted you to know that Gary didn't mean a thing to me. It was you I loved and always will love. I'm so sorry I hurt you like this. It was never meant to be this way. I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me someday." she was on the verge of tears again. "Kathy I want to know one thing. Why. Were you bored? Did I disappoint you in bed? Was it the thrill of doing something wrong and getting away with it? What? What made you do this and destroy our marriage?" I said sadly. She looked at me, "I don't really know why. I guess it was the excitement of doing something wrong but I always loved you." "Apparently you didn't love me enough or you would have never done this in the first place. Kathy I hope this will be the last time that I ever have to deal with you but I never, NEVER want to see or hear from you again. I also want you to spend your time in prison thinking just how much you've lost all because you wanted a little excitement in your life. I'm guessing you going to have some exciting times behind bars once those ladies see your tight little ass." she started to cry again but this time out of fear. Over the next few years the company grew and I worked my way up to a VP position. The business expanded and we now had an office in New York and I was chosen to it head up. This meant selling my house moving to Manhattan and getting an apartment. Early on I had received a few letters from Kathy but sent them back unopened. That was a part of my life I wanted to put behind me and move on. It has been seven years now and my life in New York was good. I was still single and dating a different woman every few months. I had no desire to get married and put myself at risk of being betrayed again. Once was enough. I was sitting in my office when a call from the lobby came in and my administrative assistant Amy came in. "There is a woman down stairs wanting to speak to you. She says her name is Kathy." I paused for a moment, "Have her shown up but have two security guards standing by. Also I have something I want you to do for me." I wrote something down and handed to Amy. "Call me a few minutes after you show her in." she looked at what I had written and smiled at it. A few minutes later Kathy was in my office but she looked at least ten years older and had put on some weight but not in a good way. Her once beautiful long brown hair was now showing some gray and was frayed. I could see the bags under her eyes which were sad looking. The clothes she wore were stylish but conservative and a bit dated. I looked at her but felt nothing, not love not hate not even pity, I was just empty of emotion. "So Kathy what do you want?" "Hank I was hoping to talk to you. I felt the need to set the record strait as to what happened to me. You see I had no idea about the drugs and I still don't know how they got in my bags. Gary must of snuck them in when I wasn't looking. I'm not a drug user and never have been. Please believe me." she was pleading. "Kathy you threw away our marriage for a fling and made our whole marriage a lie. Why should I believe you now? Why is it so important that you felt the need to track me down and tell me another lie?" "You don't understand. I love you, I still love you. I want you back. I want us to be together again. I want us to..." just then the phone on my desk rang and I put it on speaker. "Yes Amy. What is it?" "Stacy called to confirm that you should get four tickets for the opening as her parent's are coming in to town and they want to meet you." "Let her know that I'll buy four tickets. Oh and find out where her parents are staying. I'd like to send her mother a dozen roses." I ended the call and turned back to Kathy. "You were saying?" Kathy was on the verge of tears, "Who is Stacy?" "Oh just some woman I've been dating for a while but you're not here to discuss my love life. You were telling me you still love me. I'm flattered but you should know I do not love you anymore. That ended the day your father told me you were arrested and that you were about to fly off to Hawaii with Gary. As soon as your infidelity was exposed I was done with you. Now please leave and I never want to see you again. Do you understand me?" I looked hard at her. "But I didn't have anything to do with those drugs they found. I was set up. Gary must of..." I slammed my hand down on my desk. "KATHY ENOUGH WITH YOUR LIES. You were screwing around on me. You lied to me then and you're lying to me now. Just stop it. I don't believe you and I never will. I think it's time you left and please don't come back. I've instructed security that if you ever show up here again to have you arrested. Do I make myself clear?" She was silently crying but nodded her head. I led her to the door and had the two security guards escort her out of the building. Amy came in after she left, "What was that all about?" "Oh that was just me saying Aloha to a great fucking time."