Free A Forbidden Storm by J. Larsen

  The man liked nothing better.
     
    He had never had difficulty meeting women, but it was the innocent ones that really turned him on.   Antigua was filled with honeymooners, and the man liked a challenge.   His favorite type of woman was one who would have never dreamed of straying.   He liked conservative women and devoted wives.   It took a powerful man to turn a loving spouse into an adulteress, he thought.   The man got off on the ego trip.
     
    He took a slug of water and closed his eyes.   It was time to relax.   He had spent the morning on the telephone with his lawyer back in the states.   They had just served wife number three her divorce papers.   He was glad to be out of the country while that shitstorm was going on.   His ex-wives had always been a real pain in the ass.   If it wasn’t so easy to take them for half their wealth he wouldn’t even bother with the loaded broads.   This new plan was better; the man could stay in Antigua while his lawyer dealt with the divorce nonsense.   He had no intention of ever speaking to his soon-to-be ex.   Rich women served their purpose, but they didn’t turn him on like the wide-eyed newlyweds.
     
    His trip to Antigua had been fun, so far.   The man’s last conquest had been his sweetest yet.   He had noticed the receipt from the travel agency the day his goody-two-shoes wife insisted on helping the new couple move their furniture.   One look at that doe-eyed younger broad and he knew he had to have her.   The plan was simple at that point.   He booked a vacation to coincide with the sexy young thing’s honeymoon.   Fucking the bride during her honeymoon -that had been a first.
     
    The woman had resisted his charms longer than most, but the man was not easily ignored.   He made sure that her husband wasn’t able to take care of her in bed.   It was another stroke of genius, the man thought.   The drug had worked perfectly, and he still had some left.  
     
    He watched the young woman walking into the surf while hubby sipped a Budweiser and slathered his arms with sunscreen.   The man would have no problem slipping a few drops in the fool’s beer.   Two fresh young wives on one trip?   The man smiled to himself.   It was almost too easy.