The Banker's Holiday

Day 30

[SEXUAL CONTENT WARNING !!!]

YOU COULD cut the atmosphere with a knife. Evidently Mummy and Daddy were still upset with each other. There was absolute silence from everybody as they had breakfast. This didn't bode well for whatever they were planning to do today. Whether they were sightseeing, shopping or on the beach, it was not going to be much fun with her parents both in black moods.

Erica drank her coffee trying to think of a way to get out of spending the day with them. They'd never been like this before and it wasn't pleasant. She'd much rather spend the day with darling Ray. It was going to be a drag having to be with her parents for the rest of the holidays, only seeing Ray when she could get away. She needed more independence, more time to have fun and sex with Ray, not be dragged around the island.

Mummy magically provided the solution.

"I'm going out," she announced suddenly. "I'll be out all day."

Daddy didn't say anything as Mummy left. Now it would be just her and Daddy. She'd looked forward to spending time just with him, but not like this.

"I think I'll go to the beach," she said.
"Fine," said Daddy. "I need to book a flight to Cayman Brac."

Just like that her chance had opened up. She took it. By the pool she phoned Ray, then headed off to his apartment. Erica was quite excited. Sex with Ray was so wonderful, so different every time. Yesterday he said that he wanted to fuck her in every room in the apartment, so she wondered where they'd do it today. So far they'd done it in one bedroom and on the sofa in the living room.

How would they do it today?

FELICITY WALKED along the beach. She had some thinking to do. On the face of it, their spat had been quite minor, even if it was a bit of a first. If David went off by himself for a few days it wouldn't be a bad thing. She could do with a bit of a break from him.

The argument was a pointer really to all that was wrong with their marriage. It wasn't just his infidelity, though that was a big part of it. It was the way he controlled things, always decided everything, and always got his own way. He was so used to it that he didn't spare a thought for anybody else.

That was definitely going to end, but the question was would David change and accept it? People rarely changed unless they wanted to. David was happy with his life, he was unlikely to change, and his philandering was proof he didn't care or value her that much. As long as she did what he wanted, put on a smiling face for dinners and social events, he was content.

How much longer could she put up with it? Perhaps she could for a few years if she had her own separate life as a distraction, some comfort and fun, and good sex in the arms of another.

After she mulled it over for a while she found herself close to Moses' and he was just opening up. She went over for a coffee. He was his usual happy self and didn't seem in the least put out that she hadn't been back. With the way Russell made her feel, she didn't need his big cock any more, although it was tempting to sample it one more time. Maybe she would on another day. For a while she couldn't get the thought out of her head of having him after having had Russell. The latter had planted that thought in her.

If she were to prolong the marriage, she would need a regular lover to get her through it. Could she find another like Teddy or Russell? She'd miss Russell, he was so thrilling, made her feel so alive. Maybe she did love him a bit after all. If she could carry on seeing him back in London, that would be perfect. She should ask him, to see if that was a possibility. Felicity missed him already.

When Moses' went off to the stock room, that room full of memories, she called Russell.
"Hi. Can I pop over this morning?"
"I'm busy this morning, baby," Russell replied, "but I'm free this afternoon."