Congressman F#ckbunny by jmmj5,jmmj5

Prey should always be wary of predators

Author’s note: I took one bit of creative license in creating a country later in the story — Ohran. Think of it as an Emirate country next to Saudi Arabia. If I actually named a country, it would/might have opened the door for “they would never…” This is easier. Like Sokovia or Wakanda.

With the above title, obviously some fictitious politician will be mentioned. Every. Single. Thing. In this story is pure fiction. If something even remotely rhymes with a real-life event, that was not my intent. No one under the age eighteen is involved in anything sexual in this story.

Also, I’ve never posted a Nude Day story. This is my first attempt at that.

Prologue

Caleb Freidman was in a hurry. He was driving his kids to their daycare near Haifa, Israel on his way to work. Today was his turn since his wife’s first lecture at the university where she taught didn’t begin until 10:00am. He was a few minutes late, like normal, and his young daughters were strapped in tight to their car seats.

He was hurrying up a steep hill in the outside lane. Fortunately, traffic was speeding in both directions. He didn’t see the paint truck enter his lane until it was too late.

The fully loaded truck’s mass was much larger than his car’s, and in a millisecond, the collision completely stopped his forward momentum. The angle of the hit was such that his car and the truck tumbled off the road and down the steep hill into the ravine below.

No one survived.

Chapter 1

Adam Mercer called to his kids who were playing Xbox with his niece and nephews, who they were visiting, “Hurry up, your mom’s going to be here in a few minutes.”

“Aww. Dad, do we have to go?”

“We’ve talked about this. Do you like spending time with me?”

They both replied, “Yeah.”

“Then be good for your mom. She and Dennis can afford to hire tough attorneys that could bury me in lawsuits regarding the two of you. Then I wouldn’t see you much at all. We just have to make the most of our time together.”

Connie, the ten-year-old and oldest of the two said, “I hate their home. It’s big and pretty but it’s so…empty.”

“It’s new. Give them time and it will feel more like a home, eventually.”

Reluctantly they turned to get their things, so they could spend the next week with their mother, his now ex-wife. It irritated him to have to be so agreeable, but he was determined to spend as much quality time with his kids as he could.

He could tell they preferred to stay with him, which was heartwarming for him in an otherwise shitty situation.

With the kids away, Annie, Adam’s slightly older sister asked, “How you holding up?”

“Now that things have settled down, better. On the weeks that I don’t have them, I use my days off from the fire station to work on my side business. When I have them, I pour everything I can into them. At least my house is decent, and the trailer park turned out to be a nice place.”

John, his brother-in-law said, “You fell into a nice situation, there. I know Felicia did you wrong, but it could have been much worse.”

“I know. Looking back, she could have been brutal. It’s a fine line between her not wanting to hurt the man she was married to for eleven years and feeling pity for me.”

John offered, “At least you didn’t get caught doing something stupid to Dennis. Then you’d be in jail and would never be around your kids.”

Annie said, “Don’t worry. Karma has a way of evening things out. I still predict that eventually, Dennis’ dislike for kids will overpower his lust for Felicia, and your kids will spend almost all of their time with you.”

“Maybe. Hopefully.”

Ten minutes later the doorbell was ringing. The wicked witch was there to pick up the kids.

Having been six months since the divorce was final, the kids have clothes in both homes, and their suitcases used for moving back and forth from home to home were small.

The kids greeted their mother with a hug, and Adam grabbed their small suitcases to place in the back of her luxury SUV.

The witch asked, “How you doing?”

He felt like he was getting asked that way too often. “Like you really care. I guess as good as can be expected.”

“I’m real sorry, Adam.”

There was that look again — pity. He was sick of it from someone he now despised.

“We’ve hashed it out too many times already. You couldn’t resist the love of your life showing back up. No need to beat the dead horse anymore.”

She moved towards him like she was going to hug him, but Adam turned and walked back towards the front door of his sister’s home; the home that was his and the witch’s six months ago.

He heard the SUV start up and pull out of the driveway. John met him at the door holding luggage of his own.

“Off already?”

“Gotta run. I’m catching the last flight from Jacksonville that puts me into Birmingham before 10:00pm. My Uber is on the way.”

With a concerned look, Adam said, “Hey man, before the Uber gets here, there’s something I’ve been wanting to mention to you.”

“What’s up?”

“I was really happy that the two of you were able to buy the house from us during the divorce. At the time, I thought it was a good move for everyone. But Annie hasn’t been happy for a while. I suspect it is your traveling so much. She tells me often that she misses you.”

John replied, “I know. I hate it, too. Hopefully, it won’t be like this for too much longer.”

Adam had heard that before. “Look, John. You’re my best friend, but I love my sister. You need to get this figured out before something bad happens.”

“Bad? Like what?”

“I don’t know. All I know is that she’s sad when you aren’t here, and that can quickly turn into anger or indifference if you let it go too long. I know that both of you love each other, so get it fixed before something like what happened with me and the witch happens to the two of you.”

John asked, “Do you think that there’s someone else?”

“What? No. I don’t. If she were like our little sister, then that might be different. But she isn’t like her. Still, you need to either reduce your travel or convince her to be okay with it.”

John looked at his phone and could see that the Uber was still a couple of minutes away.

“Would you mind telling the driver that I’ll be right there?”

“Sure.”

John walked back inside their house, found Annie, whose look went from one of sadness to surprise at seeing him, and kissed her.

“I love you, Annie. I’m sorry about being gone so much. I’ll find a way to cut back.”

She had been pleased with his coming back inside but didn’t want to get into that discussion again as he was about to leave for the third time that month, a week before Christmas.

Irritated she replied, “Where have I heard that before?”

“Neither of us likes it but I’m doing the best I can.”

“I know you are, but it doesn’t change the fact that you’ve been gone about twice as much as they said you would be.”

“I can’t help that.”

She asked, “Are you trying? Have you asked to travel less?”

“I told you that I’m traveling so much so I can train Sherry while I’m working with the clients.”

“So you’ve told me.”

“My quarterly bonuses have been larger, though.”

Exasperated, Annie sighed, “We’re chasing our tails in this circular argument. The fact is, I don’t believe anything is going to change for a while, even if you want it to. The kids, who miss you just as much as me, will have to suck it up for a little while longer.”

He opened his mouth to say something, but she gently put a finger to his lips. “I love you. I just miss my best friend and lover. The kids miss their father. Promise me you won’t be late for Christmas at my sister’s.” Then she smiled at him and continued, “…even though I know you aren’t looking forward to spending it with her nor her asshole husband.”

That earned her the smile she was hoping for.

“I promise you that before I hit the road after the new year, I’ll sit down with my manager and tell him I need to cut back. Sherry’s ready.”

She gave him a sweet smile, and said, “I hope so. Now kiss me and go so you don’t miss your flight.”

He did. It wasn’t a tonsil examination from their early years, but it was more than the pecks they had been giving each other lately.

“I love you, babe.”

She replied, “I love you, too. I can’t wait for us to spend some time together down in Fort Lauderdale. Maybe hit a beach or two. Now go.”

As she watched him walk out the door, she was hopeful he meant what he said. But after hearing it for the third or fourth time, there wasn’t as much hope as before.

When John walked out the door, Adam was there, alone.

“Where’s the Uber?”

“I tried to get him to wait. Even told him it was important, but he said he had another fare available and took off.”

“Damn.”

“Don’t worry about it. I’ll take you.” Then to get a dig in without seeming like he was Adam said, “It’ll give us a few minutes together since we don’t get to talk as much as we used to.”

Adam could see he scored a direct hit with that.

Once in the car and on the way to the airport, John asked, “How’s your business coming along?”

“I’ve been waiting to tell you, I just landed a new client. You know, since my business is in networking, everyone in the trailer park thinks I’m a computer geek. Maybe I am. I try to stay away from their computers, but I’m happy to help them out with their Wi-Fi. Anyway, one of the older ladies that lived there moved to a nearby nursing home. She kept complaining about their crappy Wi-Fi and calling me to come fix it for her.

“I tried to explain to her that I couldn’t just show up because it wasn’t my equipment, but theirs. Finally, as a favor to her, I went for a visit, and she introduced me to their administrator. When I asked them if I could help Mrs. Finley out, they asked me what else I could do.

“We toured the whole place, and it’s a big place. I showed them how I could improve damn near everything involving moving bits — from internet, to Wi-Fi, their satellite setup, office printers, etc. It’s the biggest client I have had since that accounting firm dropped me.”

Adam stopped John from whatever it was he was going to say.

“I know what you’re thinking. I need to go slow because that was part of how I got overextended last time, thinking that good service would keep them around.”

“You didn’t foresee them giving the work to the eighteen-year-old nephew of the senior partner because he thought he could do it better?”

“No. I didn’t. But I know better now. Better contracts. Won’t make that mistake again. That was half of my business revenue.”

“It’s a good reminder not to quit your day job just yet.”

“True, but I haven’t told you the best part about the nursing home. They own four more, and all of them are run similar to this one with just a hodge-podge of equipment held together with chewing gum and duck tape.”

“Hey, don’t knock duck tape.”

Adam smiled. The two of them had solutioned a lot of things over the years with duct tape.

“Anyway, I’m not planning to quit my job at the fire department, but in a couple of more years, I’ll have twenty years in with the city, so if the nursing home pans out, things could get better for me, at least financially.”

“With God as my witness, I swear that you landing in that house on the edge of that trailer park will be the best thing to ever happen to you, other than your kids coming along.”

“Yeah, it’s been good. I like it there. The kids do, too. It’s like they have thirty different sets of grandparents.”

John laughed, “And that means you have over thirty older women trying to set you up.”

“Oh, Lord, don’t you know it. I appreciate their interest, I’m just not ready yet.”

“I understand. It’ll be good for you to get back in the saddle.”

“It’ll happen.”

They rode for a few minutes and Adam offered, “John?”

“Hmmm?”

“Don’t forget to take care of your own saddle, too.”

John let out a long sigh and resignedly replied. “I know. I know.”

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A couple of mornings later, Annie was met at the Fort Lauderdale airport by her sister, Alexis, who was five years younger than her own forty-two years. Her siblings and friends called her Lexi.

“I’m so glad you’re here,” rejoiced Lexi. “I’ve been looking forward to this for so long.”

“Me too.” Replied Annie.

The sisters hugged for a long time. While their relationships had been distant for some time, over the last few years, they had both been making the effort to grow closer. The entire family coming for Christmas was a huge deal, especially to Lexi.

Purposefully childless, Lexi was the most outgoing of the three siblings.

They were both attractive women. Whereas Annabelle, or Annie, had a curvy, hourglass figure, Lexi was more lithe, like a dancer. Lexi and her husband liked adventure and liked to party, and she used to tease her much more conservative, older sister by sharing some of their exploits. Annie wondered how much of those exploits were true or told just to tweak her.

The two of them both had degrees in marketing. Annie was a PhD and taught at UNF in Jacksonville. Lexi was a junior partner at her firm in Hollywood, Florida. They had planned to spend a few days together until their parents and brother drove the kids down a couple of days before Christmas. John would fly in at the same time.

From time to time, Lexi would bring Annie in as a consultant to work on a project together, like when she asked her to help out with Congressman Anton Fitzbrunner’s campaign, twice. He won both times, and another time before that. Both sisters expected to work on his campaign again that fall. He was favored in the polls.

While very different people, they loved each other and had been looking forward to catching up.

After a sumptuous lunch at the top of a high-rise overlooking the Atlantic, they walked a couple of blocks to a spa where Lexi had booked them for some pampering.

After an hour-long massage, they were relaxing and waiting for their next treatment and Lexi said yet again, “Thank you so much for convincing everyone to come down here for Christmas. You really don’t know how much it means to me. This is the first time that everyone will be here, at my house.”

“It wasn’t as hard as you’re making it out to be. The kids are all excited to spend time with their Aunt Lexi. We’ve got a nice waterpark in Jacksonville, but they can’t wait to go with you to the one that is here.”

“That’ll be a lot of fun. Mom can rest and watch our things while the kids and I ride the rides. Then you and John can spend some alone time on a nice beach I have picked out for the two of you.”

“Oh, no. Knowing you, my sister, I want the name and address of that beach. Otherwise, I’ll end up on some topless beach near here where the women wear those dental floss bikini bottoms.”

Lexi smiled at her sister, “I have two or three of those you can choose from. I’m sure John’s opinion of me would improve a little bit if I could convince you to wear one of those and take him to the beach I have picked out.”

She chuckled in return, “That sounds like something you would do to me. I’d be mortified to walk down a beach like that…out on display.”

“You should come with Daniel and me to the Caribbean. I have no tan lines when we come back from there.”

Annie shook her head, “I couldn’t do that. I’d probably be too mortified to move…or I’d vomit.”

That had Lexi cackling. “Trust me, 80% of the people on a nude beach are NOT people you want to see naked.”

That had the sisters giggling together.

Lexi added, “Just wait, I’m taking all of us to a really nice Brazilian restaurant near Miami, and Daniel got some real Cuban cigars and a nice bottle of scotch to share with Daddy and the other men.”

“Pulling out the big guns, huh? The boys will love any Brazilian place…tons of meat.”

Lexi smiled, “Which boys? Those under fifteen or those over thirty?”

More giggling ensued.

Lexi’s expression became pensive for a minute, “I just want everyone to have a good time. I want all of you to want to come back. I think as I’m getting older, I’m missing all of you more.”

Annie thought there was more going on than that. “Are you and Daniel okay?”

“We’re fine. I think. I married him because our lifestyles fit together — fun and adventure.”

“I should say so. Heliboarding in the Canadian Rockies. Climbing Kilimanjaro. Ziplining in Puerto Rico. And lots and lots of sex.”

Lexi’s smile was a sad one, “All of those things were and have been great. I just feel like…I don’t know. Like we have this fabulous list of adventures, but we don’t have any kids. On purpose. Now I’m questioning that. Maybe it’s my biological clock. I’ve never really regretted my decisions until recently.”

“Have you talked to Daniel?”

“I’ve tried. He’s not budging. Not one inch. Just the opposite really. There have been more sex parties recently. Most are fun, but sometimes…they’re not.”

Annie sighed, “That’s a tough one. Your life up until a year or two ago was exactly what you wanted – one adventure after another.”

“Now I’m wondering if the price was too high.”

“You’ve still got time, but we are aging. I used to stay in shape with about an hour and a half of exercise a week. Now it’s more like three hours.”

“You still look great, too. I’ll think about it a little more. The last time I talked to Daniel, he was pissy for several days.”

“I’m available anytime you need me. Day or night.”

“I know. Thanks. That’s another thing. I know you feel that way. And I know that John would run into a burning building while wearing a gasoline suit for you. Some days I get the feeling that Daniel wouldn’t get a sunburn for me.

“Remember that old song you used to sing when you and John were dating — something about falling in love.”

“The Spinners, Could It Be I’m Falling in Love. I still love that song.”

“I thought it was so sickly sweet. It made me want to gag.”

Annie chuckled.

Lexi continued, “Now? I kind of wish I loved someone and they loved me that way. I think Daniel loves me, but more like an adventure buddy. I want more. Am I making any sense?”

“Quite a bit. Sounds like you have some real soul searching to do. Talk to Mom while she’s here. Believe it or not, she won’t try to talk you into a divorce. She’ll listen and help you ask good questions. Daddy would have you packing your bags before you finished the first sentence.”

“He’s never been a fan of Daniel.”

“Well, Daniel often talks down to people. Daddy didn’t appreciate that.”

“I know. He and Daddy just never found any common things to talk about.”

Annie thought it was more that Daniel was more than a little arrogant.

Just then an attendant entered their room and stated, “Mrs. Carter, it’s time for your sister’s waxing.”

Annie looked at her sister and shook her head, “Nope. Joke’s on you, sis. I shaved my legs last night. Not long enough to wax. You’ll have to do it without me.”

“Actually, they removed all of mine with laser treatments last year. You should seriously consider that. But this isn’t for your legs.”

Only confused for a moment Annie let out, “Oh, no. I’m not waxing there. Not gonna happen. My hoo-ha is quite happy with its current trim.”

“Hoo-ha? You still can’t call it a pussy? Or something else? Why not your vijay, or cooch, or love muffin?”

“Love muffin? Uhg. I’m just not comfortable with that other word.”

“What word? Pussy? It’s just a word. Could be worse. We could use cunt, or twat, or the worst…the bearded clam.”

Lexi smiled at her sister when she said the last one and the two sisters broke out giggling.

“Bearded clam? Please tell me you have never heard that used in a sentence.”

“You’d be surprised at what all I’ve heard. Oh, come on. Don’t do it for you. Do it for John. He’ll love it. Just wait until the two of you are visiting the beach in a few days. Assuming the two of you have had sex by then, it is all he will be thinking about while the two of you are laying out together. You’ll get wet just knowing he’s thinking about it.”

The pair argued back and forth about the merits and drawbacks of the waxing, but Annie gave in.

Lexi laughed out loud at hearing her sister yelp when the wax was removed.

Once done Annie asked, “Aren’t you next?”

“Laser removal, remember? Wanna see?” She knew that would get a response.

“No! I don’t.”

“Oh, come on. Lighten up, Annie. You’re not going to break.”

“I know. I just…it’s so much easier for you.”

“You just have to loosen up a bit.”

“I couldn’t do the things that you do.”

Lexi had shared some of her exploits with Annie over the years, but not all.

“I know. Just let your hair down from time to time. I’m not sure if you became more conservative after marrying John or if you were always like this, but it’s okay to have a little fun.”

“I’m not like you. I’m NOT going to cheat on my husband…or well, I know Daniel likes to swap with you, but I couldn’t do that.”

“Annie, look at me. Daniel and I are what we are. I know you aren’t that way. As long as you are with me, I won’t let anything happen to you. I just want you to have some fun. You’re a beautiful woman. Just flirt a little and enjoy the attention that you haven’t been getting at home.”

That rankled Annie because she didn’t really want to be reminded of her home situation which was unlikely to improve any time soon.

“No cheating.”

“No cheating. Just fun.”

“Okay. Then can we go dancing tonight? John would go but he admits he isn’t very good, and I don’t want to dance with a bunch of other guys while he’s watching.”

“Then my big sis, we shall go dancing.”

“Great.”

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The rest of the afternoon, Annie was looking forward to the evening until they were at Lexi’s house trying on dresses together.

“Oh, come on sis, I can’t wear this. It’s partially transparent, is way too short, and that neckline goes almost down to my navel.”

“It’ll be fine. Remember, we’re going to a hot club in Miami. I can promise you that with us in these dresses, we’ll be middle-of-the-pack. Also, we’ll be a little older than the average woman there, so I just want to show off your beautiful assets. You know. Get a little attention.”

“I’m fairly sure that my ass along with my other assets are going to be on show.”

“Just a show, Honey. That’s all. Just some fun.”

“I’m trusting you. Just some fun.”

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After Annie’s evening phone chat with John, the women left for the club.

Several hours later the sisters were having fun. Lexi was in her element, and she didn’t hesitate to keep dancing if a boob popped out. She would fix her dress after a song ended.

In the beginning, Annie would point it out to her younger sister, who would smile and just keep dancing. Four drinks later and both sisters were feeling good enough that how their dresses were covering them, or not, wasn’t high on their list of concerns.

Lexi was being openly groped on the floor and wasn’t protesting. Annie was still protesting and attempting to keep the hands at bay, but she was enjoying herself. She wished John were waiting for her at Lexi’s house. She’d screw his brains out if he were.

Annie watched a huge smile cross Lexi’s face and opened her arms to hug her approaching husband.

“Hey, Baby. I didn’t think you were going to be able to make it.”

“Anton and I finished early. I brought him with me.”

She smiled and hugged the handsome, Latin-looking Anton while Annie politely hugged her brother-in-law, Daniel. She had even less love for Daniel than Lexi did for her husband, John, which wasn’t much.

Daniel said, “Annie, you remember Anton, the congressman.”

Anton and Daniel were partners in a successful personal injury firm in Hollywood, Florida. Okay, so they were ambulance chasers. Very successful ambulance chasers. They had won a large payout for their client against a trucking company a couple of years before Anton had been elected to his first term. He had used some of those winnings to help fund his first campaign.

“Of course, I do. Anton, it’s nice to see you again.”

Anton grabbed both of her hands and slowly twirled her. Fully lubricated from the many drinks, Annie laughed while he ogled her body.

Anton said, “It’s lovely to see you, Annie. It’s like you are aging in reverse. Every time I see you, you get more beautiful.”

Smiling, she replied, “Nonsense…but thank you. Is Carolyn meeting you here?”

Carolyn is Anton’s wife.

“No. She’s visiting some of her family up North. She’ll be here on Christmas eve. It’s just the four of us tonight. That is if Daniel and I can keep all the men away from the two of you.”

Also well lubricated, Lexi leaned into Daniel and smiled.

The four of them had a lot of fun together. Annie would occasionally dance with Daniel but mostly danced with Anton. When she did dance with Daniel, Anton would rub his hands and body all over Lexi, and neither she nor Daniel seemed to mind.

Daniel knew better than to try that with Annie. The few times Anton tried, Annie would gently push his hands away, but a couple of drinks later she was mostly fine with him feeling her butt, but would laughingly stop the hands play when they strayed anywhere else.

When they left the club after 2:30 am, he invited them to his boat for dinner later the same day and Daniel accepted.

Lexi gave Daniel a good screwing as soon as they walked into their bedroom. Annie was too tired and sleepy to hear her sister going at it. She did however go to sleep with a smile on her face.

An inebriated Annie had a good time with her sister.

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The next morning, Annie’s head was pounding. She was trying to remember how many drinks she had last night. They were at the club a long time so she was guessing at least six when usually she wouldn’t have more than three.

With her sore feet talking to her, she was trying to remember everything and mostly she remembered the dancing and the wandering hands of all of the unknown dancers, and then from Anton. She was embarrassed to have allowed that to happen.

As much as she had enjoyed herself, she didn’t intend to let that kind of hands-play happen again. She was happily married and intended to stay that way. If she and Lexi went out again, she would stay more in control.

She looked down and the only thing on her body was the tiny thong that Lexi practically demanded she wear. When she got out of bed, her hair still smelled like the club, and decided to take a quick shower. While in the shower, remembering the previous night, she rubbed her smooth sex and looked forward to John giving her a good tongue lashing and then screwing. She gave herself an orgasm thinking about how John would react seeing her like that for the first time. She was fairly certain he would like it. She went through a lot of pain for it.

Daniel ran out and picked up a few fresh pastries and things to go with their fruit for brunch. While waiting for him to return, Lexi asked, “So other than your headache, feeling okay this morning?”

Annie’s smile was her answer. “My feet aren’t used to dancing in heels that high for so long, but otherwise, yeah. I had a great time with you. Probably haven’t been felt up that much before, but everything stayed mostly covered so nothing too awful happened.”

Lexi laughed out loud at her sister. “Honey, if you only knew the things that Daniel and I do together. Last night was nothing, but I loved being out with you. I promised you that I’d keep your virtue intact, and I did. I was watching out for you all night. I even gave Anton the stink-eye a couple of times, and he seemed to calm down.”

It was Annie’s turn to chuckle, “Thanks for that. But watching the two of you together, I’m guessing that he and Carolyn have played with the two of you before.”

“He has. He’s very….uhh.”

“Big. I know. He rubbed his weenie up against me a couple of times last night.”

Lexi guffawed. “Weenie? After you’ve gone, I have to tell him you said that. I’ll bet you are the only woman who has ever called his monster a weenie. Cock, schlong, or salami, I’ve heard. But never weenie. That’s too funny.”

“Some words I just don’t like. So sue me.”

“I think it’s more like ‘screw me’ with that big thang.”

“Not me. I’m married and want to stay that way.”

“I know, Sis. However, you do need to be careful with Anton. He’s definitely the type that if you give him an inch, he’ll take a mile. If there were an Olympic sport for panty removal, he’d win the gold medal.”

“Oh? I thought he was pretty harmless. I mean, I could see him coming from a mile away. I already know what he wants. He’s definitely a skirt chaser.”

Lexi chuckled, “More like cunt chaser, but I think the phrase you’re looking for is pussy hound.”

Annie rolled her eyes, but Lexi continued, teasing her sister, “…or cooch cougar, or beaver bandit, or poon tang prowler, or just for you, how about a hoo-ha howitzer.”

Annie was laughing and shaking her head, “Oh God you’re awful. Stop.” The sisters smiled at each other and started giggling, “Remember, I teach over one hundred horny young men every semester. I think I’ve heard every pickup line possible good & bad. Even a few colleagues will try from time to time. I can handle Anton.”

The sisters continued to have a good time visiting, up until it was time to go to Anton’s boat. They were dressed nicely, but definitely more conservatively than the previous evening.

With the success of their firm and Anton’s ability to make some nice connections while in congress, he was able to get a ‘good deal’ on a 75-foot Lazzara LSX express cruiser. While not a mega-yacht it was gorgeous and Anton’s baby.

Anton had hired someone to come in and prepare and serve dinner for the four of them. Annie was blown away by the boat. After a sumptuous meal, and with the help of some of the better dock hands, Anton powered the boat out of Las Olas Marina for a slow evening cruise down towards Miami to take in the lights and skyline from the water.

Everyone was having a great time, Annie especially. She had visited her sister several times over the last few years, but had never done anything like this.

Daniel brought them all some more wine, but Annie declined because she didn’t want to drink heavily two nights in a row. Anton declined because he needed to pilot the boat back to the marina. His guests weren’t planning on spending the night, even though there were plenty of bedrooms and beds.

They were all on the boat’s bridge with Anton, when about 30 minutes into their return towards their marina and Fort Lauderdale, Lexi was leaning into and nuzzling Daniel, who was returning her affection with some caresses and overt tweaking of his own.

He stopped her just long enough to pull a glass from the cabinet and prepare another drink. Before Lexi had the chance to sip it, he pulled her into him for a passionate kiss. Then he turned her around and pulled her back into him, and she ground her ass against his hardness. He whispered something into her ear, and she got a lascivious smile on her face and handed her drink to Annie.

Anton was glancing knowingly at the couple and Annie watched in disbelief as her sister promptly pulled out her husband’s dick and began blowing him. Annie was stunned to watch her sister performing fellatio on Daniel right in front of her, but Lexi seemed to be enjoying herself. Annie could tell that Anton wasn’t surprised at all; like he had seen this or probably even experienced it before.

Daniel was smiling at Annie, and Anton looked at her and laughed and shrugged his shoulders as if to say, “What are you going to do?”

Anton and Daniel watched Annie throw back Lexi’s drink and walk out of the bridge area saying, “I need to get some air.”

A little while later, Lexi found Annie on a lower deck. Lexi was all smiles and opened her arms to hug her sister. She slurred out, “I’m so glad you are here with me. This has been so much fun.”

Annie had begun to feel a little tingly, too, and returned the hug.

Lexi asked, “Wanna dance?”

Annie nodded her head, and they did.

Daniel brought more drinks and soon the three of them were dancing while Anton brought the ship into the marina. Once he and the dock hands secured the boat, he joined them below as they danced.

After a while, Lexi and Annie were feeling no pain and Anton was open feeling up Annie and she was grinding her ass into his ‘weenie’ which was now very hard and when turned towards him, she was rubbing her pussy against his leg.

Anton kissed her wantonly, and she kissed him back.

That was the time when Daniel collected Lexi to return to their home, leaving Anton and Annie to have their fun.

A few minutes later, In the master suite, Annie’s clothes were on the floor, and she was on her back moaning that John was licking her so good. A minor annoyance to Anton for sure, but after several minutes of dining on her, she was telling her husband that she needed him in her right now.

Anton intended on doing just that. From the first time that Annie had helped with his campaign, he had always thought that she was a sexy woman. He had desired her since then, and when this opportunity came along, he canceled some earlier plans to jump on this…and her.

As he was rubbing his member up and down the folds of her glistening pussy, he was looking forward to this first coupling. Usually, afterwards, the woman would ask for seconds or thirds or for an ongoing affair. Just as he was beginning to push the head of his dick into her, he felt a slight sting in his butt, and then everything faded to black.

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The next morning, after a quick shower, Lexi could smell the coffee as she was walking downstairs and wondering how her sister was doing. She was still glowing from a wonderful evening.

While pouring herself a cup of coffee, she asked Daniel, “Have you seen Annie this morning?”

“No. I supposed she’s still with Anton. I’ve not heard from either of them.”

Lexi froze while looking at her husband, astonished. “What did you just say? What do you mean she’s still there?”

“She and he were having so much fun dry humping each other while dancing that I hated to interrupt and brought you home for the good fucking you were begging me for.”

That didn’t compute. “If you wanted to fuck me, why didn’t you just do me there on the boat? There are several bedrooms. Wait, you wanted to leave her there?”

“I think more accurately, Anton wanted us to leave her there.”

“Are you insane! She didn’t…doesn’t want to be with him. She doesn’t want to cheat on John.”

“Oh come on. Don’t tell me that you’re trying to protect their marriage.”

“I may not particularly care for him, but I do LOVE her. She’s my sister. Equally as important, if he took advantage of her, how do you think she’s going to react. Fucking world war three is about to break out around here, and oh, by the way, my entire family is arriving tomorrow. You know, the family that has NEVER spent Christmas here with me, with us. I’ve been out of college for over fourteen years, and this is the FIRST time they’ve all come for Christmas. And you choose last night for that stunt?

“I know you love hearing Anton go on and on about his conquests, but really? My sister, four days before Christmas? God, you’re an idiot. Fucking moron.”

Daniel was getting irritated, “Now wait a sec…”

“No! You wait a sec. You need to call him right now. Right fucking now! And if she is anything other than untouched and deliriously happy, I promise you that I’m going to make your life a living hell.”

“Don’t worry. Everything is…”

“Call him. Now! I’m trying her cell phone.”

Lexi grabbed her phone and dialed Annie, but there was no answer. She tried again, and again.

Daniel did the same thing but got the same result.

“You’re worrying about nothing. If she hasn’t already called here in tears, then she’s probably bouncing up and down on his big dick right now.”

“You’d better hope not. She told me she wasn’t going to cheat on John, and she trusted me to protect her while she let her hair down a little bit. Please tell me you didn’t drug her drink.”

“No. I didn’t. Anton must have drugged yours and then before you blew me, you handed your drink to her and she drank it.”

“Oh, God. I can’t believe this is happening.” She ran towards her bedroom.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m going to the marina.”

“Wait, and I’ll go with you.”

“No. You keep trying to find Anton.”

Thirty minutes later Lexi was looking at an empty slip where Anton’s boat used to be. She checked with the harbor master, and the recording showed Anton’s boat leaving the marina around 1:00 am. Alexis was heartbroken, knowing that nothing good was going to come from this.

She called Daniel and said, “The boat is gone. Call Bunny and see if she can find him. Tell her it’s an emergency. Actually, I don’t care what you tell her, just fucking find them.”

When Lexi arrived back at her home, Daniel looked pale. “Neither Bunny nor I can locate his phone on our find-my-friends app. She pulled up the tracker he has for his boat, and it either isn’t working or has been disabled. She trying to call his phone also. If she cannot reach him by end of today, she’s calling the FBI.”

“Shit. Shit. Shit.” Alexis was nearly in tears.

Daniel put his arm around his wife to try and comfort her, but she pushed him away.

“You and Anton did this. You set her up. Set us up. I’ll bet last night and the previous night were planned. Jesus! And right before Christmas, too. God, are either of you capable of thinking about something besides money or your dick? What about me and my family!”

“You’re wrong. We didn’t plan any of this. It’s all just one bad thing after another. I’m sure there’s a perfectly good reason why the two of them are out boating around. Maybe they decided to take a day trip to the Bahamas.”

“Without calling to let me know? No way. I’m calling the police.”

“They’ll want…”

“I know that. I’m calling them anyway!”

As she dialed 9-1-1, she thought to herself, “Oh, Annie, where are you?”

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Chapter 2

That same day, Annie’s head was pounding again, and she could hear waves. Disoriented, she was wondering why they were still on the boat when they were supposed to sleep at Lexi’s last night so they could spend the day preparing for their entire family arriving tomorrow.

She thought her room was unusually bright. As she cracked open her eyes, she bolted upright, causing more pain in her head, stunned at the scene before her. She was on an island, somewhere. The sun was high in the sky and the waves were gently lapping against the shore…and she was completely naked, lying on top of a bed with no sheets, mattress only.

Looking around, she could see Anton and his very impressive member, also naked, lying on a couch, with morning wood. They were both under what appeared to be a 15-foot by 20-foot gazebo placed inside an alcove of rocks.

She would inspect later, but at the moment she needed some answers. She looked around for clothing but found none. Then she looked for anything that she might use to cover herself, and the only thing she could see were paper plates or paper towels on a table that had a cabinet underneath.

She grabbed Anton’s foot and shook it. “Anton. Anton. Anton!”

He slowly began trying to open his eyes. “Wha…What?”

“Where are we! What did you do?”

That had his attention. He sat up on the couch and looked around trying to take in what he was seeing. Annie was watching him and could tell that he was just as confused as she was.

“What the hell?”

He stood up and began to examine the alcove and gazebo, and then he walked towards the small beach. It was only about twenty-five feet wide and forty feet long, but the length could be misleading because it appeared to be low tide.

As they looked around, Annie was trying to hide her nakedness, but Anton didn’t care about his. They could see what looked like a bunch of limestone rocks with small scrub bushes growing amongst the cracks and crevices. The island they were on appeared to only be about twelve feet tall at its highest point, and in the direction their beach faced, no other islands could be seen, only limitless ocean.

On tender feet, they found a way up the rocks towards the top of their small island and from there they could see for miles, with the only other island visible at least several hundred yards away, but it looked even smaller than their own island, which from where they stood, appeared to be slightly smaller than a football field.

They hadn’t taken time to put on any sunscreen, so they needed to get back under the gazebo. As they approached the alcove and gazebo, they could see what looked like several solar panels, but instead of being near black in color and rectangular in shape, they were octagonal and had a mix of orange and green coloring.

Underneath the sturdy-looking metal gazebo was a rotating ceiling fan circulating the air and a lot of small led bulbs for lighting. At the far end of the alcove, against the rock, there was a large storage cabinet, which was completely covered by a sandy-colored canopy that covered the areas where the gazebo didn’t meet the rock. The alcove didn’t look entirely natural. It appeared that some of the rock had been blasted as there were a few medium and large stones scattered around the area.

When they opened the cabinet, they found it full of food, water, and supplies with a large manila envelope taped to the inside of the door. On the outside of the envelope was written, “Read me.”

Inside was a note describing their surroundings, their supplies, where the latrine was located, and most importantly a calendar showing when they would be picked up — January 31st, over a month from then. On the calendar, the word “Kidnap” was written in the square for December 21st, and “Day 1” was written in for what they assumed was today, December 22nd.

There was a small 3-ring binder that provided details on how the alcove was heated with tubes of hot water (hydronic heating) in the evening to keep them warm. There were also two tablets, with Anton’s name taped to one of them and “Bunny” taped to another.

In their instructions, they were told to not lay out any kind of distress signal or writing on the beach, or there would be no replenishment for their food, which was estimated at around two weeks.

They were stunned.

Annie asked, “Who would want to kidnap you?”

“I have no idea. It’s hard for me to imagine anyone going to this much trouble for any amount of ransom that Carolyn could raise. A few million at the most. How about you? Any reason someone would want to kidnap you?”

“Me? No. I’m just a marketing professor. My husband is a master ISO audit trainer. Even if our umbrella insurance could pay out over something like kidnapping, that would be $2 million, max. Without that, maybe half a million.”

Anton shook his head, “No. Unless you specifically requested kidnap and ransom insurance and had a justifiable reason for including it, normal personal insurance wouldn’t cover this. That is part of my business. I know something about that.”

“Then who would want you, and why would they take me, too? I’m guessing they were expecting you to be with Bunny last night since her name is on that tablet. Who’s Bunny?”

She’s my chief of staff, Becca, and we’ve been having a relationship for almost a year. It really isn’t an affair because my wife and her husband know all about it.

“Jeez!” Annie exclaimed.

“Oh, it’s no big deal. We just work so much together that it just kind of happened and our spouses don’t care.”

“You sure about that?”

“Well, I’m sure about Carolyn. Bunny assures me that her husband is fine with it too. She’s well paid for her position” then he chuckled, thinking before saying, “and multiple positions.”

Annie scoffed.

“Hey, she’s willing and I don’t mind.”

“I’ll bet you don’t. Do you remember anything about us being taken last night? The last thing I clearly remember is dancing with my sister. I couldn’t believe that she started sucking off her husband in front of me last night.”

“Very little Lexi does surprises me.”

“What’s the last thing you remember?”

He wasn’t about to tell her that the last thing he remembered was Daniel taking Alexis home and his eating-out Annie, so he replied, “the last thing I remember is dancing with you.”

“I don’t even remember that. You don’t think they hurt her and Daniel, do you? If they kidnapped me, why not the two of them also.”

“Honestly? No idea. If they wanted people dead then they could have easily taken me, assuming they wanted me, and killed you. So, I’d be surprised if they hurt Daniel or Lexi. As for taking you. I guess they assumed you were Bunny and wanted the two of us here for a while. Why? I don’t know.”

“Holy shit. I cannot believe we are trapped here. Where do you suppose here is? The Caribbean somewhere?”

He replied, “That would be my guess. If they opened up the engines on my boat, it can run at 20 miles per hour, and looking at the height of the sun, I’m guessing we’ve been out for ten to twelve hours. So, two hundred to two hundred fifty miles from the Miami area would put us deep into the Bahamas, or some of those smaller islands between there and Cuba. I don’t think we’ve made it all the way to the Turks and Caicos.”

“If we’re in the Bahamas, won’t they find us? Your office will begin searching for you, and when they can’t find you, they’ll call…I’m guessing the FBI.”

“It depends on when the FBI or police are contacted. Assuming they are fine, I’m betting your sister and Daniel are looking for you already.” He wasn’t sure about that. It would depend on Alexis’ reaction to finding her sister not in their home.

“Okay. So, assuming the FBI starts looking tomorrow. What do you think? How hard will it be to search for us?”

“I know there are hundreds of islands in the Bahamas, so it could take a while, depending on how much effort the government puts into it.”

She asked, “Do you really think we’ll be here until the end of January?”

“Honestly? No idea. I remember reading about some corporate kidnappings in Argentina in the seventies, as well as a few others over the years. Usually, if the ransom is paid, then things turned out okay. Hopefully, whatever ransom they want is reasonable.”

Annie hoped so too. Their lives could depend on it.

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Alexis was more than a little worried. Upon hearing that a congressman was involved, the police referred the case to the FBI who were already engaged, thanks to Bunny. They expected a knock on the door any minute from them.

She was dumbfounded that something like this could happen to her sister while she was staying with them.

If the FBI didn’t have any good news by morning, she would have to call her family and tell them not to come. There would be no Christmas celebration. Finally, her chance to have everyone she loved under her roof, and her husband and Anton possibly blew it.

She had no idea what she was going to tell them nor do.

Later that evening she received a call from John looking for Annie. It looked like shit was about to get real right then.

“Hi, John.”

“Hey, Lexi. Is Annie around. I’ve been trying to call her since a little while ago and only get her voicemail. The texts that I’ve sent her haven’t been delivered.”

“Hey, John, I’ve been expecting your call. We have a real mess here. I cannot find her either.”

“What do you mean…”

“I know, I know. We were both drunk and got separated last night, but she’s with Daniel’s business partner the congressman. You know, the one whose campaign we worked on together.”

John was aware of Annie’s work on some projects with Lexi for which she had been paid. At the time, the extra cash was nice. Now? Not so much.

“She was with him, and now they’re missing.”

“With him? Missing? I think you are going to have to explain that a little better.”

Daniel walked into the room and was aghast at Lexi sharing any details with anyone. With the FBI involved and the possible use of recreational, but illegal drugs, too, he wanted a cap on any and all information that was shared.

He walked over to his wife and gently, but firmly, pulled the phone from her hand.

“Look, John, since a congressman and the FBI are involved, we really can’t say much right now. We’ll keep you updated with what is going on.”

That only angered John, “Look, Daniel, this is my wife we’re talking about. You or Lexi need to tell me what is going on. Where is she?”

“I would if I could, but I can’t. All we know right now is that they are missing. Everything is probably fine. They are probably navigating some islands in the Bahamas, but we’re being overly cautious right now. As soon as I know more, we’ll give you a call.”

“No. I won’t accept that. You need to tell me…”

“Sorry, John. The FBI is here I need to go.” Daniel ended the call.

Lexi was not happy. “What did you do that for?”

“Are you nuts? We’re letting the FBI handle this for now. If you tell him something and it doesn’t match our story and he relays that to the FBI, then it will look like we’re involved.”

“We are involved!”

“No. We’re not. Not in their disappearance. If they are truly missing, we had nothing to do with that!”

“Of course not, but we were the last people to see them.”

“Right. Which makes us the prime suspects until better suspects appear. You and I need to get our story straight, which is that both of you were really drunk, and we left. Got it.”

“Oh, I see. We couldn’t have the FBI know that Anton put a little molly in my or her drink, could we?”

“See? That’s what I’m talking about. Alcohol. Not drugs. Understand? This could really hurt Anton’s chances in his next election if it came out in a bad way.”

“Great. Just great. My sister, family, is missing, and you’re worried about Anton. What. Are you afraid that if something happens to him, there will be no more stories for you to hear about? It’s not enough watching your wife fuck other men, but you need the voyeuristic appeal of listening to him go on about his conquests, too.”

That sentence revealed a lot about the current state of their marriage of which they were both aware but had never spoken. John didn’t appreciate that part of him being brought out into the open.

“I think you’ve been just as eager to fuck as I have been to watch or listen. There are times when you can’t get enough.”

He could see that lit the fire in her and stopped her before she could go off. “Look. Worst case – this is about our staying out of jail. Best case — this is just two people that forgot to tell us what they were up to, and they are found safe and sound.”

“Yeah. No need to worry about how this might impact her marriage or my relationship with my family. Oh no. Only your jail time and Anton’s career.”

“Anton sends a lot of money to your firm each year. Don’t forget about that.”

“I’ve not forgotten. It isn’t worth my family, though.”

“You’ve not had a normal relationship with your family since we started dating. It’s always been distant.”

“Distant isn’t the same thing as non-existent. If they think I was involved, knowingly or not, in either the disappearance of Annie or the breakup of her marriage, my relationship with them won’t be distant. It will be demolished.”

They are heard a loud knock on the front door, followed by, “Mr. and Mrs. Carter. This is the FBI. We need to talk to you.”

Daniel looked at his wife and said, “Let’s just try to keep ourselves out of jail.”

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That evening, under the gazebo, though naked, they were pleasantly warm, and being back in the alcove the sea breeze was kept at bay. They had eaten their dinner and were settling into their enclave for the evening. Some of the LED lights were emitting a faint blue light, just enough to see. Otherwise, the only other light was their tablets, and it was pitch black outside.

Annie asked, “Do you think they are looking for us by now?”

“Looking? Yes. But their effort is probably being dictated by if they’ve received a ransom note yet. Assuming they have, then I don’t know. They may sit back and look some but let the kidnappers dictate how hard they search. If no ransom note, I suspect the coast guard is working overtime with the Bahamian authorities to start systematically searching their islands.”

He continued, “Tomorrow, I plan to see if there is enough decent wood to make a signal fire.”

“With what? We don’t have anything for you to create enough friction to light the wood that isn’t very dry from being in this humid environment. There’s no glass for a lens, nor any metal to reflect the sun’s rays.”

“I know all that. I’ve got to try something. They were very careful that even the packaging for the food they chose is nonreflective. But I don’t want to sit on my ass and do nothing.”

“Me either, but I don’t want to starve. That doesn’t look like enough food to last until the end of January. There are no coconut trees on this island. The biggest plant is a small scrub bush. That notebook said that if we try to spell out a distress signal on the beach and they spot it, they won’t deliver any more food. I’d rather not starve. As you said, if they wanted us dead, we’d be dead. Let’s not shoot off our own feet.”

“Oh, so you want to just lay out here with me for a little over a month.”

Annie had given up on trying to hide her boobs, but she was still keeping a hand or hands over her pubic area.

“No. I don’t know what to do, honestly. But I don’t want to piss them off either.”

“It’s going to be okay. We’ll figure this out.”

She wanted to believe him. She didn’t think she did.

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The FBI wanted to interview them separately, but Daniel was acting as Lexi’s attorney until he could get someone with the appropriate expertise to represent both of them.

Basically, the FBI left with not much more than the details of the night before with the word alcohol substituted for drugs.

No information was offered by the FBI either.

The next morning, Lexi called her father, who had already talked to John. She advised that there was no need for the family to come if there were no festivities to observe.

He agreed, but he and Adam were planning to drive down to the Fort Lauderdale area, at a minimum to talk to her.

She was in tears as she hung up the phone. How could things have gone so wrong?

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On the island, Annie woke up on the mattress, alone and disoriented. She and Anton had discussed sleeping arrangements, and she decided that they would alternate sleeping alone on the couch and mattress. She would NOT be sleeping on a mattress with a man that wasn’t her husband, naked.

The last thing she heard the night before had been the waves, and they were the first thing she heard when she awoke.

She didn’t see Anton anywhere under the gazebo, so she walked out to look for him. He had taken one of the plastic jelly beach chairs out to the beach and was watching the ocean out in front of him.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw her approach and openly laughed as he saw that she was still trying to cover part of herself.

“I don’t know why you are trying to cover yourself. I don’t mind.”

She laughed but wasn’t budging. “I’ll bet you don’t. I’m just not comfortable being naked around someone besides my husband…and even that is limited to the bedroom.”

“Look. Are you planning to walk around with a hand covering your privates for an entire month? If it bothers you that much, we can try to fashion some kind of covering out of something we have. I don’t know. Food wrappers. Paper plates. Toilet paper. Something. We can pull hairs from your head and braid them together to make a kind of thread to tie it all together.”

“Thanks. I appreciate the offer. I’ve thought about that, but I don’t think it’ll work. Whatever we make will likely break pretty quickly, and we’ll spend all our time here making or remaking some kind of covering.”

“What do you suggest we do?”

“I need…” She sighed, “I need you to…I think…act like it’s no big deal.”

“I’ve already told you…”

“No. I know you don’t care about you being naked. I need for you not to stare at me. Like that. You know. Sexually.”

He laughed, “Annie, you are an incredibly sexy woman. How can any man not look at you and not think of you sexually? Hell, ever since I first saw you, I thought you were gorgeous. Lexi’s an attractive woman, but you are a very sexy beast.”

She shook her head. “I wish you hadn’t said that. It makes this even harder.”

He laughed again, “I’ll bet every one of your male students has gotten erections from thinking about you, most probably while in class. If you turned your back for more than a couple of minutes, I bet they’d be stroking themselves right there in class.”

“Gee, thanks. I’ll never get that imagery out of my mind.”

She knew what she was going to do but needed to harden herself to actually go through with it. She tried to think of the most fearsome and determined woman she had ever known, her late Grandma Lindsey, and what she would do.

She said, “I’m going to stop trying to cover myself, but I need you to ignore that I’m naked. Okay? Act like you’ve seen a naked woman before and then grow a pair and be a responsible adult, not a drooling seventeen-year-old.”

“Grow a pair. Have you seen my plums hanging next to my dick?”

“Yes. You’re more than happy to show them and that…thing off. Still, act like an adult.”

“Okay. You have my word; I’ll try to behave and not leer openly at a gorgeous naked woman walking around me.”

Annie pulled her hands from in front of her privates and put them by her side. Then she closed her eyes and said, “Take a good look. Get it all out of your system and then act normal.”

She knew he was staring at her, looking at her in places that no man, other than her doctor, had seen since she began dating her husband. Oh, God. What had she gotten into? Knowing he was looking at her caused her to flush, and she almost ran back to the gazebo. She didn’t. She was trying to steel herself to being naked around him. She wasn’t sure she could do it. She wondered if she would be sick.

Finally, she opened her eyes and looked at him.

Seeing a naked woman was no big deal to him. He’d seen at least a hundred, maybe over two hundred. She was a rarity, though. Not having been laid in several nights, his dick responded from his looking at her. He noticed the flush and was enjoying this, immensely.

He said, “Are you sure that you’ve had three kids? My God, Annie. You’re amazing. You remind me of Blake Lively, except your waist is smaller than hers and your boobs are a little bigger. I don’t know how you do it.”

The flush continued but she didn’t run. There was nowhere to go. She noticed his weenie growing in response. It was a very impressive tool, but she wasn’t going there. She would stop him from trying to go there, too.

“Thank you. I don’t believe you, but thanks. Now. Just ignore…everything. And keep your thing under control. It’s making me self-conscious.”

He laughed, “I’ll try. As you know, it has a mind of its own, and it likes what I’m seeing.”

“Well, hopefully, it will get used to it and ignore me, too.”

He didn’t think that would be possible, but he didn’t want to scare her away. He still planned on them sharing that mattress, often.

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That afternoon, there was a loud knock on Lexi’s door, again.

They were only mildly surprised to see not the FBI but the men in her family. What was supposed to be her entire family arriving to joyful holiday greetings was, instead, her dad, brother, and brother-in-law looking none too pleased with either of them.

They were about to enter the home when Daniel stopped them. Lexi was mortified.

“I know you have the best intentions and only want to help, but your being here isn’t helping. As long as Lexi and I are suspects in their disappearance, we can’t talk to you, or anyone. Understand? We haven’t done anything, but we need to make sure that we don’t give them any ammunition.”

John popped off, “Look, asshole. We don’t care about you, and I don’t really even care about her. We just need to find Annie, and we’re not getting the full story from you. Just tell us what happened the other night. How did she even end up alone with him? They’re both married.”

Lexi was going to answer, but Daniel squeezed her hand letting her know to stop.

“I’m sure the FBI will be talking to you, too. Give it a few days, then we might be able to say more.”

Ed Clawson spoke for the first time. He wanted to kill the man in front of him but his request to his daughter was more pleading, “Alexis, what do you expect us to do? Sit around on our hands and do nothing?”

Daniel answered, “What do you expect to do, Ed? What could you possibly do that the FBI hasn’t already done? Go to the marina? I doubt they’ll talk to you. Are you going to charter a boat and start looking for them? The coast guard has a dozen already searching, along with planes and helicopters. The Bahamian coast guard is involved, too. Things are being done. I promise we’ll pass along any updated news we get.”

None of the men were willing to trust Daniel on that. Adam asked, “Lexi? You can’t even spend a few minutes with your family to tell us what happened?”

Tears were pouring down her cheeks. She knew what kind of moment this was. She knew that if she didn’t tell them what she knew, then her already distant relationship with her family would be further strained. But what would she tell them? Best case, Annie was off fucking another man while boating in the Bahamas. Worst case, they had abandoned her to Anton and something suspicious had now happened to both.

“I…I can’t. I would, but until we are in a better spot with the FBI, we shouldn’t say anything.”

John asked, “So we’re just to go back with no clue of what happened or what is going on. Suddenly, she just disappeared, and we’re told. ‘Sorry. Too bad. Would love to help. We won’t.”

Lexi tried again, “I’m so sorry. I really am.” The pain she felt at seeing the disappointment in her father’s eyes was palpable. The same eyes that had always shown love but a bit of melancholy since she had married Daniel. To her, the heartache was almost overwhelming.

Ed led the younger men away to ponder their next moves.

After Daniel had shut the door, he turned to Lexi and said, “You did the right thing. I know it was hard, but we’re in a decent spot now. The marina manager said there are only two cameras in the marina, and they show who’s walked in and the boats that have gone out. The FBI knows we didn’t have anything to do with Anton’s boat leaving the marina.”

“Is that all you can think about? Saving your own skin? My family is very likely about to disown me, and all you can think about is yourself?”

“I’m thinking about you, my wife, and trying to protect you.”

“This never would have happened if your partner hadn’t tried to drug us.”

“You need to stop saying that are you are going to mess up and say it to the wrong person. It was only alcohol involved. No drugs.”

“You say you are protecting me, but it feels more like you are trying to protect your own ass.”

That was very true, but Daniel dutifully replied, “That is not true. I’m trying to keep both of us out of jail. I’m sure you’ll be able to talk to them in a few days. If you have to, fly up and see them in Jacksonville.”

“God. Christmas is ruined. I’m sure they’ll be thrilled to see me.”

Daniel didn’t really know how to reply to that. He was barely hanging on to everything he valued at the moment. Anything he could have said would have just made the situation worse.

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There was a break the next day, Christmas Eve. Anton’s boat had been found at a marina in Georgetown, Bahamas, just a little over 300 miles from Fort Lauderdale.

Even with the ongoing search, the boat wasn’t instantly recognizable because, in addition to it being a common yacht, someone had covered over everywhere Anton’s name for the boat, ‘Humble Servant’ had been, and replaced it with ‘Fuckbunny.’

Also, as the FBI, in cooperation with the Bahamian government, descended on the boat a ransom note was delivered to the FBI offices in Miami. The kidnappers wanted $100 million for the safe return of Anton and Bunny. Details for payment would be provided at a later date.

Carolyn paid someone to go to the boat and bring it back to their slip in the marina.

When it had been returned, Lexi went there to get Annie’s purse and phone. Only her purse was there, but no phone.

The FBI informed Daniel of the note, which mostly cleared Daniel and Lexi, but there was no help for her with her family. Lexi called her parents to let them know about the ransom, but the conversation was brief and strained.

Lexi cried for the next two days. The entire time she hated her husband and Anton.

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On Christmas morning Annie’s family and parents were too dazed to do much Christmas celebrating. The kids suggested they wait to celebrate until Annie returned, so they left the presents under the tree, and the family got together to share a Christmas meal. It was a numbing exercise. Nobody could taste anything.

Meanwhile, on the island, Annie awoke to the sound of waves again.

When she sat up, boobs jiggling, she heard a somber, “Merry Christmas, Annie.”

She looked over at Anton who was sitting on the couch with his tablet and sadly replied, “Merry Christmas. Probably not what either of us was expecting.”

He shook his head.

Annie was worried about her family and how they were doing, knowing they would be fearing the worst.

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The FBI asked everyone involved to not say anything until they’d had a chance to investigate further. That lasted until the day after Christmas. Someone from the marina in the Bahamas told someone, who told someone, who reached out to the Miami media. It exploded onto the news from there.

A few congressmen and women were asked about Anton’s abduction, and most comments were about their desire to see their esteemed and distinguished colleague returned safely and possibly more security should be provided for all of them.

The media didn’t know about Annie yet, not connecting her as Bunny, but that only took a few more days. Nobody would disclose the details of exactly what happened, but it raised a lot of questions regarding why Annie was alone on a boat with a man who wasn’t her husband.

John had those same questions and more.

John called her department head at UNF, where she was given ‘sick leave’ for now. They may have to go the sabbatical route depending on when she returned.

The press hounded Daniel, Anton’s law partner, Carolyn, Anton’s wife, and John, Annie’s husband. Their phones were constantly ringing, and eventually, they all changed their settings to only allow calls from those on their contact list. They unplugged their landlines.

Annie’s family, from her parents to Adam and John, were all wondering what happened.

With the heat off of them, Lexi called to try to fill in some of the gaps, but it was easy to tell that she was holding something back, which she was. While her story made sense, they didn’t quite believe her, wondering what she was leaving out.

She was despondent over her fear that her relationship with her family would never be healed.

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On the island, each day they would mark off a day on the calendar, and each day they would find ways to fill their days, waiting and hoping they would be rescued, or released

After several days on the island, they had developed a routine. They would exercise separately, usually, on the beach. She would do yoga, and Anton would perform some calisthenics or isometric exercises. Even staying some distance away, Annie was very careful regarding which poses she used so as not to put on a show. Anton pretended not to be observing her, though, in reality, he was.

Though not quite a lagoon, just off their beach there was a shallow area that looked only three to five feet deep for a long way. The water was unbelievably clear, and the white sandy bottom was easily seen. After having carefully watched and scoped the lagoon for days and not seeing anything more dangerous than small fish, they began some swimming.

In the afternoon, they would lay on their beach chairs soaking in the sun, using plenty of provided sunscreen. Anton offered to apply sunscreen to the middle of her lower back, but Annie declined. Even though he was around her nakedness all day, she thought that would be too much and would put him in very close proximity to her charms. She didn’t want to encourage someone that she felt needed no encouragement.

Later they would wash off in the lagoon, separately, with the toiletries provided and dry out in the sun for a few minutes before returning under the warm gazebo.

While laying out one afternoon, she asked, “Are you missing any votes by being here?”

“Not this week. We won’t reconvene until next week. I’m sure our missing is making the news, but congress will run just fine without me. It was designed that way. How about you? What will happen to your classes?”

She replied, “I don’t know. The classes have to go on, so they’ll get a sub or force another professor to teach more. As for me? I don’t know.” She chuckled, “I’m not sure they have a rule in place for the kidnapping of professors.”

He returned the chuckle. “I guess not. How do you suppose your kids are holding out?”

She sighed, “Probably very worried and at least stressed some. I would guess they would go to school, probably with the help of their dad and grandmother.”

“I think you’re amazing to be able to have a full-time career and raise three kids on your own.”

Anton had been doing this for days, trying to find something, usually related to her kids or career, that would stroke her accomplishments while distancing her from her husband. It wasn’t having the desired effect, but she hadn’t become overly suspicious of his motives, yet.

“Well, I’m not raising them on my own. I have a lot of help from my husband, and the rest of the family.”

“You’re giving a lot of credit to someone who hasn’t been there much lately.”

“True. He hasn’t been there as much as I would like recently, but he’s doing his part. The entire reason he’s been working so hard is to have nicer things for us. We want to put more towards their college fund and other savings projects.”

Anton added, “And to help pay for buying your brother’s big-assed house from him and his ex-wife.”

“Yeah. Well, it is a great house in a great school system. It is more than we wanted to pay, but they avoided realtor fees and we got a good deal. Still, the mortgage payments are part of why he’s traveling.”

“Lexi is aghast that Adam landed in a trailer park. But since he never finished college, I’m not too surprised.”

Annie didn’t like that tone nor agree with Anton. It sounded like something Daniel would have said. “He hasn’t finished college because he hasn’t needed to. He’s taken what classes he’s needed for his growing business. Also, in the beginning, his salary and great benefits as a firefighter supported them just fine. He couldn’t help that he fell in love with a skank. I’m still waiting for Felicia’s new husband to realize that he married a woman that cheats on her husband.”

“Skank? I like that. Sounds like Adam was her starter husband.”

“Isn’t that the truth? She may not have intended it that way, but it’s the way it turned out. I think Adam is finally beginning to see that, too. He’ll get over her eventually. We all keep hoping that one day the right woman is going to walk into his life, and then Felicia will be mostly a bad memory. Hopefully, karma will bite her in the ass, hard.”

“Still, a trailer park?”

“Hey, that trailer park has turned out to be a godsend. If I knew then what I know now, we would have figured out how to move there. Actually, the house he’s renting isn’t in the trailer park.” She emphasized the word ‘in.’ “And it’s not what you would normally think of as a trailer park. The people that live there are older and take care of their homes. I don’t know that I would call it beautiful, but it is very nice.

“The lady that owns the park is a hoot. She’s in her eighties and the story that I’ve heard is that she and her late husband were in a biker gang when they were younger, and he literally bet her ass in a card game as part of the pot to include the trailer park. He won. She inherited it, turned it into a nice place, and the rest is history.”

He laughed, “I’d like to hear that story.”

“So would I. I’ve only heard those pieces. The property Adam’s house sits on has an easement through the trailer park for his driveway. The property owner would like to develop it but cannot without widening the driveway. Mitzy, the lady that owns the park, won’t give it to him but has offered to buy the property, but they can never agree on a price. Apparently, it was once a single piece of property, but the owner subdivided it in that way to require his two kids to work together. That plan clearly failed.”

“Mitzy sounds like some lady.”

“She is. When she remarried, she was out of the gang but kept her motorcycle. Now she has a Harley three-wheeler. Her husband sits in the back so he can play with her boobs while they ride.”

“Oh. I didn’t need that visual. I can only imagine the state of her boobs now.”

“I think it’s sweet. I hate to imagine the state of my boobs when I’m her age.”

“I’m sure they’ll still be magnificent. I’d be willing to play with them right now if you’d let me.”

She laughed, “You really are incorrigible, aren’t you?”

“I prefer adorable and persistent.”

She rolled her eyes and chuckled, “Same thing.”

That type of conversation was usual for them. Anton continued to find a way to praise her and take a dig at John while inserting a compliment about her figure when possible. She wasn’t quite as wary of him as she had been.

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Back in Florida, things were pretty much as Annie described.

The kids were freaked out over their mother’s kidnapping, and John stayed home to provide some stability for them. Annie’s mom and dad came over often to help. John’s employer wasn’t happy but was trying to support him.

Adam had a colleague in the fire department who knew someone in the FBI that looked into what was being done, which wasn’t anything extraordinary. Discussions were ongoing regarding the ransom and how it could be paid behind-the-scenes, since the US doesn’t pay ransom, supposedly. No further communications had come in from the kidnappers. The coast guard continued to search, even though most in the FBI thought that they were really being held somewhere in the Miami area and finding the boat in the Bahamas was a trick. Even the CIA was involved since the boat was found in the Bahamas. Bottom line — no new information since receiving the ransom note.

Lexi and Daniel returned to work. Lexi was distraught, but Daniel was mostly fine.

Anton’s wife, Carolyn, was staying in their home in Washington.

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A few days later Anton offered, “I think that I’ve figured out who kidnapped us.”

Stunned, Annie asked, “Who?”

“The Ohrani’s.”

“Really? Why?”

He chuckled, “There is an upcoming committee vote next week on whether to allow them to buy more fighter jets, fuel tankers, drones, and the accompanying repair parts to service their existing fleet and these new buys.

“As I was on the record as being undecided, they gave me a nice $800 thousand incentive in flawless, one-carat diamonds to vote their way. That was very nice until the Yemenis offered me $3.2 million in a Singaporean bank. They’d prefer that the Ohrani’s not be allowed access to that weaponry.”

“Aren’t the Ohrani’s our allies? Why would you not support them.”

He laughed again, “You have a lot to learn about our current congress. Almost everyone and everything is for sale. Chances are high that the vote will still pass through the committee and onto the floor for a vote where it will definitely pass.”

“Honestly, I cannot believe that it wouldn’t pass overwhelmingly through committee.”

“There is a strange mix of motivations in that committee. Some think selling any weapons is just war mongering to pad the pockets of the US defense industry. Some think the Ohrani king, who we’ve partnered with over the decades, still cannot be trusted. Some are just obstinate. They’ll all vote ‘no.'”

“And you are just being greedy. Aren’t you taking a chance that it wouldn’t pass out of committee?”

“Only short term. It would come back up for a vote in the next congress. If I’m still on that committee, my incentives would likely be even larger. It’s a $14 billion deal. I’m sure the committee chair’s incentive is huge.”

“Jeez. Still, why would they kidnap you and me?”

“My best guess is that they found out about the Yemeni payout, and their king thinks a lack of passage would be humiliating to his country and the royal family. The kidnapping is likely to take my ‘no’ vote out of the equation to improve the bill’s chances of passage.

“The king is a real hard-ass. I heard that one of his daughters is being held captive because she had a baby with an American and planned to marry him. They killed her husband, left the baby, and took her back to Ohran by force. Twenty years later, they’re still looking for another American that flew her out of the country a few months into her pregnancy. Since the crown prince is supposed to be a decent guy, everyone is hoping the king will die soon.

Annie was stunned by all of this. It didn’t surprise her that Anton would take bribes. It did surprise her that he was so callous regarding the support of our allies.

“That means we weren’t really kidnapped.”

He nodded and replied, “Which means, I doubt that we’ll be picked up early. I hope the committee holds the vote on time or we could be here past the end of the month.”

“Oh, Shit.”

“Oh, shit’ is right.”

She couldn’t believe they might be there longer.

He offered, “At least our lives don’t appear to be in any real danger from a kidnapping.”

Reluctantly she agreed.

“Okay, so since I’ve never received that many diamonds as an incentive before, let me ask you a naïve question. I know you can’t or won’t tell me exactly, but where does someone keep almost $1 million in diamonds? A safety deposit box? In a safe on your boat?”

“Actually, they are in the safest place I know, which is locked away somewhere in my home. We have a very high-end, Israeli-developed security system that incorporates biometrics and other security measures. Should I ever need to flee the country, I’ll grab that bag of diamonds and the fifty thousand in cash sitting next to it and head to my yacht for a trip to the Dominican, where I’ll get a new ID and fly to Costa Rica. I’m covered.”

“Damn. You’re already thinking you might get caught.”

“I’m always thinking ahead.”

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On the island, a few days later, Anton and Annie woke up to a plastic cargo crate on their beach containing what appeared to be another couple of weeks of supplies. So, at least their Ohranis were serious about keeping them alive, which was a relief.

What was a huge surprise was that a laptop with Annie’s name taped to it was included. On it was the entire contents of her own laptop, which was currently sitting, open, in the guest room of Lexi’s house.

On a note taped to it was written, “Thought you might need this.” Signed, “A Friend.”

Anton simply noted, “That just reaffirms to me that they are after me, not you.”

Annie chuckled, “Benevolent kidnappers? Is that anything like a benevolent dictator?”

Anton smirked, “Let’s just hope they stay that way.”

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Around what should be the halfway mark of their detainment, since it really wasn’t a kidnapping, Annie was laying out, face down on one of the plastic, jelly-bean chairs with her eyes closed and listening to the waves.

While uncomfortable having been naked for so long, she had mostly grown accustomed to her situation, not that she desired it. At first, she hadn’t thought she would be comfortable in that situation even with John; at least not for any length of time. Now? She could almost imagine a short holiday of a few days just like this with her husband, preferably with a working toilet and hot food.

Anton’s chair was in its usual position, several feet away from hers, and the crunch of the sand notified her that he was approaching. She was half snoozing and half paying attention when she heard the ‘click’ of the sunscreen bottle being opened, and assumed he was about to apply it to himself before lying in his chair.

Instead, she felt the warm lotion being applied between her shoulder blades near each side of her spine. It was the first time Anton had tried to apply sunscreen to her. He had offered several times, but she had always declined. Given that they were now three weeks into their detention, and her modesty was mostly gone, she gave in and allowed him to apply the oily sunscreen.

Anton felt her tense at the beginning of his efforts, but she didn’t say a word. After a minute, he could feel her relax. Several minutes later, he could tell she was asleep. He used the lack of confrontation as permission to explore further. He ventured lower on her back and then out to her arms. He skipped from there to her legs and feet. Even as he moved higher and higher on her thighs, there was no response. She was out and breathing deeply.

He returned to her back, and when he did so, she began murmuring her approval. This time as he moved lower, he spent time on her butt. Her only response was continued murmuring. As he rubbed the inside of her thighs, she spread her legs slightly to give her masseur better access.

He held his breath as he began gently rubbing her delicate folds and her mons. A small smile appeared on her lips, and she gave him another murmur. He continued his efforts until a bit of moisture appeared at her entrance, which was when he decided to gently insert a finger into her. She curved her back in response to his entrance.

He had his middle finger all the way in when he heard her take in a sharp breath. Annie rolled to her side, dislodged his finger, and swatted his hand away.

Anton swiftly picked her up and began carrying her towards the bed. Annie was pushing, squirming, and generally trying to get away but he was too strong.

“Anton! Stop! I don’t want this.”

This wasn’t the first time that he had received resistance to his initial seduction. True, she seemed much more reluctant to his efforts, but based on her responses just then and on the boat, he believed she was ripe for the picking.

He just smiled at her, “Your body was telling me that you do.”

He tried to kiss her, but she turned her head.

“No! Put me down!”

“Gladly.”

He placed her on the mattress and made ready to join her.

She didn’t think so.

She moved to jump off the other side. When he tried to grab her, his hands and her body made for a slippery combination. She slipped out of his grasp, literally.

“I said ‘no.’ I’m not interested in you.”

His dick was fully engorged and pointing right at her, not for the first time.

“Oh, come on. You know you are.”

“I’m not. I suspect being in Washington so long has begun to rot your brain, so I’m going to use words even a congressman can understand. No. No. No. and No. Can I be any more clear? I’m not interested, and even if I were, I will not cheat on my husband.”

“Oh please. You’ve already cheated on him twice.”

“I have not!” she exclaimed.

“Maybe you haven’t slept with me, but you sure as hell would have failed the husband test those two nights before we were abducted. Well, that is unless he’s like Daniel and likes to watch.”

She thought that his choice of wording was interesting. “That first night was a mistake. I had too much to drink. I don’t even remember the second night.”

“Oh, come on. You were dressed to attract all the attention you were getting, and you weren’t putting up much of a fight with those guys trying to feel you up while dancing. I’ll bet your ass got as much attention from me in that one night as from your husband the last time he was home.”

“I did not cheat…not intentionally.”

“Please. Ever hear of reckless endangerment? If your marriage were a person and I was the prosecuting attorney, I wouldn’t even bother to prepare for the trial. You knew exactly what you were doing and allowed others to help you. And you weren’t bothered one bit.”

“I told you that I drank too much, but I didn’t cheat. All my clothes stayed on.”

“I’d love to be a fly on the wall if you had to explain that to your husband.”

“I had planned to tell him about that night.”

He harumphed. “You’re the only one who believes that. But that doesn’t explain the next night.”

“Nothing happened the next night. We were just dancing when they drugged us.”

“Your memory seems to be as selective as that of my fellow congressmen. You don’t remember your clothes on my bedroom floor and my eating you to several orgasms. You were calling out my name begging me to put my monster in you and make you my woman.”

He was watching her trying to remember that night. He had hoped she would simply give in to the pleasure of the massage, but he could see that was over. Now he was hoping to convince her that she had already crossed the forbidden bridge and may as well enjoy the fruits on the other side.

He continued, “There’s nobody here. No one would ever know besides us. We could be fucking like rabbits. I would have given you hundreds of orgasms by now if we had. Or worst-case scenario, they already think that we’ve been fucking like rabbits for weeks, so we may as well enjoy ourselves since no one would believe our protests.”

That one almost convinced her. She had actually thought about that a lot over the last several weeks.

It wasn’t that she wasn’t attracted to Anton. He was a very handsome man, movie-star handsome. She was sure that his female constituents noticed that on election day. She wondered if she could convince her husband that at no time while stuck on the island had they done anything they shouldn’t.

Telling John that she had let a few men get too ‘handsy’ while dancing in Miami seemed like a mole-hill-sized problem compared to the mountain that was standing on the other side of the bed from her.

Had she been single, a romp with Anton might have been interesting. Now? He was simply a problem that needed to be managed and avoided.

Remembering the strength of her grandmother she replied, “You must be lying. The only way that I’d let you have sex with me is if you drugged me?”

He shrugged his shoulders, “Or if you drank your sister’s drink. You know that she doesn’t mind the occasional libido enhancer. She probably asked Daniel to put some in her drink earlier which is why she was blowing him in front of you.”

Normally Annie would have been stunned at the thought of having been drugged. Now she was more disappointed in her sister. Having heard about some of her sister’s exploits, that wouldn’t surprise her at all. But she remembered their previous conversation over their last two days together, and Lexi had promised her that she wouldn’t let anything happen to her.

Defiantly she hissed, “I don’t remember giving you permission. It would have been rape, and I would have filed charges.”

He laughed, “Rape? That’s a laugh. I have a couple of hidden cameras on my boat for my protection. There is video of you coming on to me. You weren’t given some date rape drug so that you’d pass out. You drank some molly and while it didn’t turn you into a raving slut, it did increase your desire to be touched and arousal. Given how you were rubbing up against my dick while we danced, it allowed me to rub all over you.

“Hell, you practically led me to my bedroom for the fucking you were so desperately asking for.”

That was a lie, but she didn’t know that.

Annie was trying to remember that evening. She remembered not wanting to drink too much. Her sister giving the blowjob. She vaguely remembered dancing after that.

Trying to be objective about the situation, she decided that he would say nearly anything to get into her pants…well, if she were wearing pants, or panties. Hell, he just wanted to screw her and would say anything to try and make it happen.

She replied, “I don’t care. How do you think my sister is going to react when I tell her you tried to rape me, twice?”

His smile was not pretty. “I really didn’t want to have to tell you this, but actually, it was your sister that planned to get you drugged. She knew the two of you were getting too close, and she won’t give up her current life and lifestyle, not even for you. So, she drugged you to increase the likelihood of sex between you and me and to cause problems between you and her.

“I know what you’re thinking. You’re thinking that you know your sister and that she wouldn’t do something like that. Well, you’ve been trying to rebuild or improve your relationship for the last few years. I’ve known your sister…” Anton chuckled at what was coming next, “actually, I’ve known your sister in the biblical sense for almost seventeen years. I’d argue that I know her better than you ever did.”

That gave her pause. She considered what he was saying but wasn’t buying into it. “I don’t believe that about my sister. I’m not sure why you think I’d believe someone who is an attorney and a congressman. Someone who could stretch the truth beyond imagination and someone who can tell bald-faced lies one after the other and never lose a second of sleep.

“I’m telling you right now, it’s not going to happen. Your hands still work. If you’re horny use one of them.”

“Hell, I haven’t had to masturbate to get off in at least a dozen years, maybe twenty. I’m not about to start now.”

“Well consider this. If you do rape me, you better be willing to kill me because you have to sleep eventually, and I will kill you. Then I’ll drag your body into the ocean for the fishes. We both know you’re willing to be a rapist but are you are murderer, too?”

“I’m neither. I’ve never slept with a woman who wasn’t incredibly pleased afterwards.”

She laughed out loud, “Ha. You really believe that. Don’t you? Listen, you have something they want, and it isn’t that big weenie between your legs. They are expecting some favor in return, otherwise, you’d be just another pussy-hound trying to get laid.”

That rankled him. “I have several women that I sleep with who only want the pleasure of my company and what I’ve got between my legs. The wife of the Miami symphony conductor visits me every time he’s out of town.

“Mrs. Doukas, the wife of that big Greek guy who has offices in Greece and Italy and is opening an office in Miami. His wife stays behind when he returns to their home. When he’s here he has that big goon with him that makes Jaws from Bond films look small. She knows we’d be in a world of hurt if we were caught, but the only favor she asks from me is to fuck her senseless with my big dick.

“For others? Yes, I do provide a few favors because I like them and like the way they fuck, but their orgasms are real, and they keep coming back for more. We could be doing that right now and every time you come to visit your sister. Nobody would know.”

“I’d know. My dad always taught us that the true test of someone’s character is what they do when no one is watching. I’m not very good at lying to my husband, and I don’t ever want to be. Especially not about something like that.”

“You’d be surprised how easy it is. Carolyn doesn’t know about half of my liaisons.”

“You’re in an open marriage. She doesn’t care.”

“I’m supposed to tell her about them in advance. I don’t.”

The smile she gave him in return wasn’t pretty, either. “I’ll stick by what I said. She doesn’t care. I suspect you have a wife for now because she likes the money. One day she’s going to be gone and take half of everything. I look forward to reading about it in the papers…or hearing about it from Lexi.”

That gave him pause.

She continued, “Just so we’re clear. No means no. So you best stay away from me. You’re a lot bigger than me. You could force me, but it would be rape, and I’d fight you with everything I have. If I didn’t severely injure you in the process, I’d kill you while you slept. If you’re smart, and since you’re a congressman, I’m not sure that you are. But if you are, you’ll just beat your meat until we are picked up, hopefully in the next two or three weeks. That’ll be what is safest for you.”

She turned and walked back out towards the beach. She had time to take a quick swim, wash off the sunscreen, and dry in the sun before it started getting cool and they were forced to share each other’s company in the alcove at night.

Anton was seething as he watched her go. He’d never been rejected like that before. Oh sure, he’d been rejected plenty of times, though not very often since he was elected. He wasn’t planning on giving up, not yet.

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For the next several days, Anton tried to get back into her good graces. If he was going to bed her, he would continue to try and persuade.

She would speak to him, but there was no longer any warmth in her voice. All comments or questions were perfunctory. She had erected her wall, and he was still trying to break through.

During one of these times when they happened to be eating together, Annie asked, “What made you want to become a congressman?”

Hoping for an opening, Anton chuckled, “The money. Pure and simple.”

“You and Daniel had, or have, a successful law firm. I would think you would make more managing your firm.”

“Reportable to the IRS, sure. But the opportunities for payouts as a congressman are enormous. I already told you what I received from the Ohranis and Yemenis. You should hear what senators get.”

“How do you not get caught?”

He chuckled again. “Oh, I’m afraid you’re a little naïve, Annie. There are some controls around our campaign funds, but between PACs and under-the-table donations, or even behind-the-scenes favors, someone is always offering me incentives to help either draft legislation or vote their way. Sometimes just picking up the phone and calling the right people could help someone that would owe me a favor or pay me for that favor. That’s how I was able to receive such a good deal on my yacht. Any actual money is usually deposited offshore.”

“You mean incentives like what the Yemenis gave you?”

He nodded.

“So, all the cliches about our congress are true?”

“It’s more than that. Really. It’s even worse. You wouldn’t believe the behind-the-scenes things that go on. From sex to money. It’s amazing really.”

“I guess the ‘D’ and ‘C’ in Washington DC stands for debauchery and corruption?”

“I like that. I believe at one time it stood for dicks and cocks, but there are so many women that play the game now, it’s more like dicks and cunts.”

She grimaced at the use of the word ‘cunt.’

“That sounds horrible.”

“Once I actually got to DC, I realized how screwed we all are, so now I just grab what I can get while I can. I may try to run for senate one day for the higher payday. If I do, I’m hoping Daniel will run for my seat.”

She just groaned over that revelation.

He continued, “I heard that Senator Schuster led the defense deal with Saudi Arabia years ago. That was a $30 billion deal. He’s now part of a timeshare for a 200-acre winery in Italy with a gorgeously restored 17th century villa. The only thing is that no one shares or uses that winery beside him and his family. I’m sure by now he’s the legal owner of it through some offshore method. I want to get paid like that.”

Annie was stunned. It’s one thing to imagine those kinds of payoffs; it’s another to know the scope and details.

Barely above a whisper, she muttered, “We are so fucked.”

He pounced, “Now you are finally getting it! That’s why I’m carefully grabbing what I can, while I can. Hell, I’m helping my party leader in congress craft legislation to require more ships delivering in US ports to be US-flagged vessels. The carriers are losing their minds over this. We’ll both get paid handsomely to make that one go away.”

She mumbled, “You’ve been stealing when you should have been buying.”

“What did you say?” he asked.

“It’s an old song my husband likes by a British rock band called Uriah Heep. They sound like southern-fried rock, though. The song is called Stealin’ and, in the refrain, the main lyric is ‘I was stealin’ when I should have been buyin.’ That’s you. You’re just taking when you’re supposed to be serving.”

He laughed incredulously, “Is that supposed to shame me? Sorry. I’m not looking for redemption. I don’t need it.”

Annie could only shake her head in response. Then she remembered what he said about Daniel running for his seat.

She wondered if Lexi would like Washington. Then she wondered which Lexi would go to DC with Daniel? The sister she was growing closer to would hate it. The more promiscuous sister that she only knew bits and pieces of might enjoy it. That thought killed her.

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Though they had no idea exactly when they would be picked up, it was now two weeks before the end of January.

Annie was having the same dream for the third time. Anton had planted the seed regarding her students whacking off to her, and while she dismissed the thought immediately, it had resurfaced a couple of times. Probably because she saw his penis for hours each day, often erect and pointed at her.

The previous two times she’d had this dream, she was wearing revealing lingerie and heels while teaching one of her classes in the large lecture hall on stage. Normally she would be mortified at that, like the dream so many people have where they wake up naked in public. Maybe since she had spent the entire last month naked, she wasn’t as mortified as she normally would be.

Anton and her husband were in the front row masturbating while she lectured. All of the other young men, and women, in the class, were masturbating as well.

Even though she had never uttered the phrase, “class dismissed’ at the end of one of her lectures, in her erotic dream, she would say that, and the entire class would orgasm at the same time, erupting like fireworks with the men shooting their semen towards the ceiling of the hall.

This time the same thing happened; except she didn’t wake up. John had joined her on stage and was caressing her. When she looked towards the audience, nobody but Daniel was there, watching, smiling.

John quickly moved behind her and was rubbing his wonderful tool against her sex. She was so ready for this. She hadn’t had sex since Thanksgiving weekend, and she needed a good screwing from her lover.

As she looked out into the audience, Daniel was there rubbing himself vigorously. She reached down to guide John into her, but…something wasn’t right. She felt a hand on her hip, and then she heard the sound of the waves, and her eyes popped open.

Realizing what was happening, she tried to get away from Anton, but he was holding her tight. She started beating on the arm holding her around her pelvis, but he just gripped her tighter, poking at her, trying to insert himself.

They were on their sides, and he was spooned in tight behind her trying to wrap his arm that was towards the mattress under her to get a better grip so he could use his free hand to guide himself into her.

She was terrified that if he rolled her onto her stomach, she’d never dislodge him. Quickly, she leaned forward and then flung her head back as hard as she could. Hoping for a direct hit to his nose, she partially caught it and his lip. The pain was sharp enough that he momentarily released her hip and she freed herself from him. As soon as he released her, she thrust her balled fist towards his dick and got a good shot into his balls causing him to curl into a fetal position to protect himself.

As Annie ran out of the gazebo, she picked up a hand-sized stone and took it with her to the beach afraid that he would come after her. She waited and waited, but he didn’t come.

She stayed on the beach with her back to the ocean, facing the place where she expected her assailant to emerge, looking for her. Tears streamed down her face over the violation. Eventually, after what seemed like an eternity, but was only a little over an hour, the dawn began to break, and she approached the gazebo.

Anton was sleeping.

She couldn’t believe it. He tried to rape her; she fought herself away, and he just fell asleep as if nothing happened. His lip looked swollen but nothing else was out of place.

She looked at the rock in her hand and at the vulnerable places she could hit him. She wondered if he thought her incapable of hurting him. She thought about it for a moment and struggled with the idea of attempting to kill a sleeping man. Although he had no problem assaulting a sleeping woman.

Then she walked past him to the couch, placed the rock beside her, opened her laptop, and began to type. Reading would be useless, so she wrote to get her feelings and emotions out of her. Her only other outlet for her anger and anguish was pummeling him or maybe swimming to that other island they had seen all those weeks ago.

As she began to type, she remembered some of the things that Anton had said, and what she thought was the truth slowly began to click into place.

It was a couple of hours later before she saw Anton sit up in the bed.

When he looked at her, she seethed, “You fucking bastard.”

He shrugged, “You seemed to be enjoying it up until you woke up. Clearly, your body likes strange dick. For some strange reason, you’re hung up on monogamy.”

“Of course I am. I’m married, you idiot.”

“Maybe you’re just afraid that after experiencing me, you’ll never really be satisfied with your husband again.”

“My God, how can you be so full of yourself? My husband’s…dick is a thing of beauty. You may have a little, and I do mean little, length on him, but he’s got you beat on girth. So, if we have to pull out tape measurers to compare, is the best lover I’ve ever had really losing out to you? I don’t think so.”

That put him back on his heels. Women usually told him they loved his big dick. He’d never had one say their husband was of similar size.

“Hell, why do you think I married him? Well, there’s a long list of reasons actually, and that list has grown over the years, but curling my toes and making my eyes roll back in my head were prominently on that list. So I couldn’t care less how good you think you are or what kind of faint praise your whores fawn upon you. I have a real man at home that gave me three wonderful children. I wouldn’t let you sniff his jock strap.”

He chuckled, “I think thou protesteth too much. We both know that you enjoy my touch. When I was massaging you, your sex opened to me like a flower, practically begging me to enter you. Last night you were so horny, that you actually reached down to insert me into you until you woke up. On my boat when I was giving you the tonguing of your life, you had several orgasms and were screaming my name. You know that we would be good together and that scares the Hell out of you.”

He was making her angry, and God she was so glad for it. No more facades or false pretenses. The mask was off of the predator that had been pursuing her since Miami. No more was he viewed as a harmless pussy-hound but as the predatory he truly was. Now could she, the prey, keep herself safe until they were released or rescued?

She scoffed, “You know, I don’t get it. The persistence, when I’m clearly telling you ‘no.’ Since you don’t like hearing that word, let’s try another. Fuck off! You’re lucky I didn’t break your nose. I was trying to.

“I mean it’s just pussy. Mine is nothing special.” She hated using that word, but her dander was up and what was fear earlier had turned to anger. “By now you know that. You’ve had a finger in me, tried to get your dick into me, and according to you, your tongue in me. None of those were consensual. So, what’s so special about mine that you’re willing to risk jail to go after it?”

“Jail? Hardly. It’s your word against a sitting congressman who, so far, has been squeaky clean. I like my chances of having charges pressed just fine. Don’t even bother with your being drugged on the boat. Daniel was witness to your begging me to fuck you. Not that it matters. He’d say anything I asked him to, anyway.”

His arrogance irritated her. But clearly, he’d been in this situation before. His reasoning was too practiced.

Hearing him say that about Daniel, the final piece clicked into place. She said, “You know, I think I get it now. I do. The dancing at the club and the drugging on the boat. Nevermind here.

“I know that you and Daniel were working together on this. He wouldn’t do anything without discussing it with you. Both of you were worried that Alexis and I were getting too close. You knew that your raping me would force Lexi to choose Daniel, who would support you, or me, the long-lost sister. What made you bank on her picking Daniel?”

He smirked at her. She was very close to the truth but hadn’t quite put the last piece in place.

“It was obvious that the two of you were determined to strengthen your sisterhood. That sounds like such a lovely and noble endeavor. It was never going to happen, but it is better to put out the match before it turns into a forest fire.”

She scoffed, “What makes you think it wasn’t going to happen? As long as I make it off this island, you know that I’m going to tell her about this conversation. I may not win, but I’ll be stunned if at least you don’t lose.”

“You still don’t get it, do you? Want to know why she won’t be leaving Daniel and coming to Jacksonville to live near you and your family?”

“It doesn’t matter if I want to know or not because you can’t help yourself but to tell me.”

Ignoring her verbal jab he continued, “She’s like an adrenaline junkie but sex is her choice of high. I don’t even know if it’s the orgasms or not, but she loves the attention, the sensation, the high. She loves it all. She’s as addicted to it as a junkie is to meth. She couldn’t walk away if she wanted to.

“Once Daniel wins my seat, he and I will both be in DC, and she’ll come with us. She’ll be the perfect party favor. She won’t be the difference between huge deals or not, but she’ll be worth hundreds of small favors, which I’ll turn into a few well-paid big returns. And she’ll love every second of it, and Daniel will love watching.”

“I would ask how could you use her that way, but I guess it’s second nature to you, and I suspect Daniel has already been doing that some.”

“Some? Hell, how do you think he passed his constitutional law class. He watched her as his professor screwed her several times. A few years ago, an assistant DA was invited to one of our swinging parties, where her ass was taken and a favor earned. She even knows about it but cannot help herself.”

Annie didn’t believe that last sentence but couldn’t say definitely that it wasn’t true.

“So if she’s a junkie, shouldn’t she get help. What kind of men are you and Daniel that you would see someone burning themselves out and not help them?”

“It doesn’t matter what I say. You already have your answer to that question.”

She paused a moment before replying, “God damn you.”

He just smiled.

Annie walked back out towards the beach feeling like she was in a much more dangerous situation than she ever imagined.

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That morning, John was working from his office when his phone pinged several times and all of his emails pinged as well.

He had received plenty of unsolicited offers since news broke of the kidnapping. Several people had offered to help him get together ever how much money he needed if he would just give them a little personal banking information. They must think he was stupid.

He even had a couple of private investigators reach out to him offering to help conduct a search. One even seemed somewhat credible, but the expenses were too high, and the world is a big place to search without any real leads.

This was different though. It was like someone was bombarding every account he had all at once. He would be surprised if even Annie could do something like that. Not that he kept his accounts secret, it’s just that the two of them usually communicated in person, over the phone, or through texts.

The message he received was the same across all accounts. “We are getting closer to finding her. Will update you once we do. Hang in there.” Signed, “A Friend.”

That was odd. Who would send that to him? Was it someone in the government? Maybe. If not, who else could it be?

He knew better than to get his hopes up, but he wished them well in their efforts. God knows he hadn’t heard anything from the FBI in weeks.

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That night on the island, Annie warily prepared to sleep on the sofa. Anton patted the mattress on the bed, inviting her to join him. She responded to his offer with a middle finger.

The next night it was her turn to sleep on the bed. She was nervous about doing so and wondered if she would ever be able to sleep there again and actually get any sleep because she feared he would try to rape her again. She could sleep with a rock next to her for a weapon, but he could just as easily remove it while she slept.

He made the decision for her when he once again went to the bed to sleep and patted it for her to join him. She would spend the rest of her nights on the couch.

A couple of nights later, she was sleeping very lightly. She woke up to Anton grunting and jacking off while standing right beside the couch. He was making a big production of it, and before she was coherent enough to run away, he was successful in hitting her with copious amounts of his jizz.

As she was exiting the gazebo to get away from him, she could hear him say, “Whoa. It’s been a long time since I came that much.” He called to her, “You don’t know what you’re missing, Babe.”

She shivered on the beach the rest of the night and avoided him as much as she could on their little island the rest of the day.

The following morning, she woke with even more jizz on her. She jumped off the couch to scream at him when she noticed a rock lying not very far from her. It was an oblong stone and appeared to be just over one foot long at its widest point.

She considered what she might do to the sleeping Anton with that stone. She meant it when she said that she would kill him. Now that the opportunity was presenting itself to her, she hesitated to go through with it.

She turned from the stone to Anton and screamed, “You fucking prick.” She hit him with her fist as hard as she could on his shoulder.

More than likely, the 120-pound woman only left a small bruise on the 210-pound Anton. He sat up and rubbed his shoulder and looked at her.

“Good morning, that looks good on you. Don’t worry, you’ll get used to waking up covered in cum. I know Lexi has.”

Another dig at her sister. Annie was fairly certain because of who was saying it, she was now immune. “What are you, some kind of animal?”

“Hey, it’s really up to you. You have three holes where I could put it, but you refuse, so you get to wear it instead. Your choice.”

“Oh sure, why don’t you come over here and let me give you a world-class blowjob that you’ll never forget. You’ll have to beat me to death to get me to open my mouth, and I assure you that you’ll be less of a man than you were when we arrived on this island.”

He smiled, “Now you’re getting feisty. You remind me of your sister saying things like that. What happened to the woman that had to say ‘weenie’ instead of ‘dick’ a few weeks ago?”

“I’ve spent the last several weeks with an asshole who keeps trying to rape me. I’m all out of genteel southerner. Now you’re stuck with the justifiably pissed-off bitch until we leave.”

“I’ll take that. Why don’t you get on your hands and knees, and I’ll make you my bitch.”

“Seriously, if I wake up and your dick is near me again, I’m going to try and pull it off. I doubt there is any dick tape in the first aid kit.”

He just laughed at her. She was no match for him. He decided to tweak her a little further.

“You know, I probably shouldn’t share this with you, but since you’re saying such sweet nothings to me, I’ll tell you anyway.”

“God, do you love the sound of your own voice. No wonder you’re a politician.”

“Well, listen up, girlfriend. Want to know how Lexi turned out the way she did? Daniel and I were in law school when we heard about this cute sophomore that was into bungee jumping, snowboarding, surfing, and other thrillist types of activities, including sex.

“She was no virgin when met her as many in the fraternities knew her well. She was attracted to Daniel, the older law student, and he invited her to a party we were having. Of course, she didn’t know this party was just for her. We slipped a little molly into her drinks, and that was it.

“She must have done five guys that night, including me and Daniel, multiple times each, and was looking for number six when she finally wore down. The next morning, she wasn’t upset. You could tell that she enjoyed it.

“Instead of pursuing some kind of extreme activity after that, if she needed her adrenaline fix, she’d just have lots of sex, usually with me and Daniel, or others we approved of. The rest is history.”

Annie was raging inside. She remembered how Lexi used to call her after each of her big adventures, including the 3,000+ foot zip line on her trip to West Virginia which also included a bungee jump. Then those adventures stopped. Now she knew why.

“If I knew some sort of martial art, I would enjoy beating you to death.”

“Well, if the timetable holds, you have two weeks to figure out how to do it. Good luck.

“I know you think I’m some sort of monster, and I don’t really care. But know this, I’m probably pretty normal in DC. Remember the female senator from Pennsylvania that retired suddenly following the death of her long-time female chief-of-staff who was killed by a male staffer?

Annie nodded her head.

“They were having an affair. All three of them.

“She didn’t retire willingly, and the male staffer didn’t kill the other. It was a small sex party. Senator Billings liked rough sex and thought her chief-of-staff, Eva, should, too. Well, the situation got out of hand, and she ended up killing Eva. Choked her to death. Timothy, the male staffer, was participating too, and a few calls later the capitol police had him picked up and in a mental hospital for evaluation. Now he’s there permanently, not fit to stand for trial. She dodged a real bullet on that. I hear that Timothy is kept so whacked out on Thorazine or some other concoction that he’ll never be able to think straight again.

“It’s too bad, too, because he had a wife and kid. Oh well, you play, you pay.”

He loved Annie’s reaction. She was so easy to read…and tweak. He’d love for her to join the three of them in DC.

“The reason I know about it is because Carolyn was there that night. Told me all about it. One Hell of a story. I tell you what, Annie. Once we’re all in DC, I’ll divorce Carolyn if you’ll come up to be with us. I believe you’re enough like Lexi that we could party all the time. You’re such a sexy woman that you’d have senators and/or ambassadors lined up to sample your charms.”

He just grinned at her as he watched the multitude of expressions cross her face.

Disgusted didn’t being to convey how Annie felt. What was there to say to something like that? She found a bit of jizz that was still on her, wiped it with a finger, and threw it at Anton.

He laughed it off as he once again watched her storm out of the gazebo towards the beach. He couldn’t see her eyeing the big stone as she left.

He called after her, “Two weeks, Annie.”

She wondered; was this to be her next two weeks? Waking to his semen all over her. Once again, she’d have to bring the couch cushions to the beach to wash them. Bastard. What could she do? Endure the assaults or fight back.

As she walked onto the beach, her heart sank to her stomach when she saw yet another plastic cargo crate on their beach.

Their supplies were restocked, again? Would they have to stay there even longer? She wasn’t sure she could endure it. How much worse would Anton get before he just raped her repeatedly until she killed him or he killed her.

That worried her. What he told her that morning would be something he wouldn’t want anyone else to know. So why would he tell her…unless he planned on killing her?

Now she really was afraid.

That night, she set her tablet to vibrate around 2:00 am.

When it went off, she slowly opened her eyes to look around. The dim blue lights built into the gazebo provided the only lighting and it was barely enough to see. She could see Anton on the bed, hopefully sleeping. He was facing away from her.

She slipped off the couch and crept just past the bed where the rock from the previous morning still lie. She picked up the heavy piece of limestone and raised it above her head, intending to smash it down into Anton’s skull, saving herself and hopefully her sister.

…

Hundreds of millions of people held their breath watching on news channels, internet streams, and other forms of video, waiting to see what Annie was going to do.

The blow to Anton wasn’t shown, but the next scene showed Annie sitting on the ground by the couch with the rock lying next to her and tears streaming down her face.

Chapter 3

Five days earlier.

It was late afternoon, and John was at work. It was the same day he had received the message from “A Friend.”

Adam had the day off and was at John’s house with all the kids until John got home from work. Adam was alternating with his parents to keep the kids after school.

When John’s cell phone rang, he could see that it was Adam so he answered.

“John, you need to open the link I just sent you. It’s Annie, she’s with Anton on an island. It’s where they are being held. Since you are at work make sure you click the SFW link. There is an NSFW link, too.”

John closed the door to his office and clicked on the link.

The opening scenes to the old TV show Fantasy Island began playing. The narrator’s voice had a thick Colombian or Latin American accent. He began, “Welcome to Fuckbunny Island. My name is Mr. Roarke, like in the TV show, and I’ll be your host.”

A picture of Becca, or Bunny, in an evening gown, appeared on the screen. “This is Bunny. She works for Congressman Anton Fitzbrunner.” A picture of Anton in a tuxedo appeared next to her.

“They are both married and have been having an affair for quite a while.” Multiple video clips began playing of Bunny and Anton fucking in several different locations. “So, from this point forward, we shall call the congressman, Fuckbunny, since clearly, he enjoys that so much.”

“Interestingly enough, the congressman has many bunnies he loves fucking.” More videos of different women, including the symphony director’s wife and Mrs. Doukas, appeared on the screen.