What the Hell

I was tired. It had been a shitty week. Not because of my meetings, but because of the travel involved. 3 cities in 5 days, cross country flights, crappy weather (snow and ice), and just the general hassle of flying in the US in today's market. Fortunately, all my meetings had secured my business success and profit for the foreseeable future, and I did not have to travel again this year. I was very much looking forward to getting home to my beautiful wife.

My name is Brent, and I own a financial services company in San Francisco. We cater to high wealth clients with an aggressive conservative investment strategy. We manage a portfolio of over $10 billion and have averaged 22.3% return for our clients over the past 5 years. Near the end of every year, my team and I host client update meetings in various locations. We fly in our investors, wine and dine, them with the best hotels and restaurants, and hold meetings as groups and individuals to review and listen to what their goals are for the coming year. Our clients look forward to these meetings every year, and quite frankly so do we.

My wife Nani and I have been married for 32 years with 2 grown children. Nani owns her own luxury travel company and in fact does all the planning for our annual client meetings. She is very successful and together we have a very good life. Nani is a tall, light brown skin Asia-Pacific Islander. I was smitten from the first time I met her. We are both older, 73 and 68, but we keep ourselves in pretty good shape. We love our life and try to enjoy it to the fullest. That is why I was looking forward to getting home. I wanted to enjoy her to the fullest for a few hours.

When I walked into the house, I heard the shower upstairs and went upstairs to say hi and maybe join her in the shower. When I walked into the bedroom I noticed her travel suitcase on the bed. I walked by it and noticed she had packed a couple of dresses that I had not seen before, high heels, and some of the most erotic lingerie that I have ever seen. I thought great, we are going someplace for some time alone.

About then Nani came out of the bathroom, saw me and her hands flew up to her mouth in what I thought was shocked.

"Hi sweetie. We going someplace?"

After she recovered, she smiled and said, "yes. It has been a long week at work, and I need some time away, so I planned a weekend away. But not with you honey. I am going with a close friend I have not seen in quite some time."

"Do I know this close friend?"

"No, I don't think so. Just someone I worked with in my past career. We have not seen each other for over 10 years. I was sure you would not mind."

"Normally I would not mind. Except for the new dresses and erotic lingerie that you have packed. This must be a very close friend."

"Honey don't overreact. We will be going out to some very nice restaurants, probably doing some dancing, and I wanted to look and feel my best. No big deal. It is just for me."

"Oh, no big deal and nothing for me to be concerned about?"

"That's right honey. Enjoy your weekend alone and I will be back on Monday morning. My friend is sending a private jet to pick me up in about 2 hours, so I better get going."

"I don't like it and am concerned, but obviously there is no way for me to talk you out of this. But we have been married for 32 years and I hope this weekend does not impact our marriage, so I guess I have to trust you. Since you are not willing to share any more information about this close friend, I guess I have nothing else to say. I am going to go out and clear my thoughts. Have a great time with your friend. Hopefully I will be here when you return." I was angry, confused and hurt, so I turned and left with Nina calling for me to stop and talk to her. I didn't.

I went to the club and had a couple of glasses of wine by myself. I returned home a few hours later and Nani was gone. The house was empty and felt very cold. I could not believe my wife had so brazenly made the decision to go away with someone else and so calmly "TOLD" me what she was going to do like it was normal.

It was late and even though I knew sleep would not come I went upstairs to get ready for bed. My cell phone rang, and I saw it was Nani. I turned off my phone and sent her to voice mail. I did not feel like talking to her. I mean, what kind of horseshit could she tell me. I went to the bathroom and got ready for bed. I decided to check my voice mail and as expected she left me some crappy message.

"Hi honey. Just wanted to let you know we arrived. It is a beautiful hotel. I love you and will talk to you tomorrow." Really, "we arrived" and "a beautiful hotel". Just emasculate me a little more bitch.

Now I was really pissed. I texted her back, "so happy WE arrived at the beautiful hotel. Hope WE has fun this weekend because I probably will not be here when YOU return!"

I saw the little bubbles for a message but then they went away, and I got no response. I started to get into bed, pulled back the comforter and saw a legal-size white envelope on the bed with my name on it. My first thought was, "oh shit, divorce papers."

I opened the envelope, pulled about the paper inside and started to read.

My Darling Husband,

If you are reading this, it means I have hurt you worse than anything I could have imagined. But I want you to know I had to do it this way. You are a man who has everything, can get anything, and will do anything to make me happy. You have been that way for 32 years and it is why I married you and love you to this day. But I had no way of ever surprising you without causing what I hope will be temporary pain. Just know I love you and this is not what I wanted to do but I had to do it this way.

Please, please, please don't hate me my darling. Please do one thing for me. My friend is sending their jet to San Francisco tomorrow morning at 8am to pick you up. I know I am asking you to trust me, but their gracious offer will get you to me faster than I could have arranged commercially. Please get on the plane, have a drink and focus on my love for you. I promise you that I love you more than anything in life.

You will be met by a car service that will take you to the hotel. There is a reservation under your name that is prepaid. Check-in, unpack and relax for a couple of hours. Again, focus on my love for you and not what I have done to hurt you. Go to the bar around 5-ish and sit at the bar. Be open to the beauty around you and I will see you later.

I love you. Your wife forever.

Nani

What the fuck is going on? I am really confused and having trouble finding a way to focus on her love for me. Seems to me that she is trying to rub my face it her situation. But what choice do I have. I must get on that plane tomorrow. I packed my bag and went to bed. It was a fitful night.

I got to the private terminal at SFO by 8am and was met by a beautiful flight attendant. She escorted me to the plane and shortly after we took off. To where I had no idea. 5 hours later we landed in Honolulu. That was surprising. As advised, the flight attendant escorted me to a waiting limo and we were off to the hotel. Again, I had no idea which one and no one was telling me. Again, to my surprise, we arrived at the Halekulani Hotel, and I checked in. Imagine my surprise when I walked into a beautiful suite with a large lanai overlooking the ocean. I unpacked, changed clothes and went to the lanai to relax for a couple of hours. The sun felt good and was helping take away some of my anxiety and stress.

As instructed, I went to the bar at around 5:30. I ordered a drink and listened to Hawaiian music. It was very relaxing. The bar was relatively crowded but the seat next to me stayed open. About 20 minutes later a beautiful woman walks up and asks if the seat is taken. I told her no; I stood up politely and she sat down. We did not talk for the first 10 minutes or so while we enjoyed our drinks and the music. Now I must admit, this woman is stunning. I would guess around 60, beautiful silver hair, tanned and a body to die for. I thought, well if I am headed to divorce this might be a nice way to go.

"The music is very fitting for the setting huh" she said after a while.

"Perfect' I responded.

"What brings you to Hawaii and the Halekulani?"

"Quite frankly, I am not sure. Kind of a long story. And a little strange." I responded.

"Well, looks like we need another drink and have nothing but time. Wanna buy me a drink and tell me your strange story. I have always been a good listener. My name is Trish."

"I would be honored to buy you a drink Trish. My name is Brent, and I am very glad to meet you."

The bartender brought us our drinks and I started into my story about the last 24 hours. She was a very good listener and asked insightful questions. I was certainly enjoying her company.

After about an hour my wife comes into the bar. She stands on the steps of the entrance looking around before starting toward me. She was wearing one of the new dresses I had seen, and she was beautiful, no, stunningly beautiful. As I said, she is Polynesian and had obviously been in the sun during the day. Her skin just glowed. Her grey streaked hair was down around shoulder length with a very sophisticated flowing flip. As I said, stunningly beautiful.

As Nani walked toward me, I got up from my chair and started toward her. But I stopped before she got to me and backed off slightly. I caught the look on her face go from smiling to a frown, her eyes looking me in my eyes.

"Hello Nani. You look beautiful. I am sure your friend will or has been pleased. Before you say anything, I am curious as to why you brought me here. Are you just trying to rub my face in your situation or whatever this is?"

"No, no, no my darling. I know how you could think that but believe me when I say there is no other person, male or female, in my life but you. You are my forever."

"Then what is this shit about Nani?" I asked.

"This is the only way I can surprise you. My surprise is a fantasy I have had for many years but have been unable to figure out how to make it happen. Honey, you and I have shared about every fantasy that we could think of. We have role-played many scenarios in any number of places. But there is one that has been my fantasy for years and we have talked about it in the past. I have always wanted us to invite another woman into our bed. This is not something we could do in our bed at home because that is just for us. It had to be someplace away, and I thought why not the Halekulani. So, I had to find a way to get us together here without spilling the beans about my fantasy."

"Okay, I hear you, but I remember when we talked about this before that I was not in favor because there is no way I could reciprocate for you. I told you that I would never share you with another man."

"And you don't have to my darling. I told you that there will never be another man or woman for me. You are my forever. There is no situation or circumstance that could or would change my position. I love only you. So, what do you think? Are you in for my little fantasy or would you rather go upstairs to your room and fuck my brains out for a couple of days?"

"Quite frankly I like both of those options, so I am in. How are we going to make this happen for you?"

Nani held her hand out behind me and grasped Trish's hand and pulled her toward her. "Brent, allow me to introduce you to my close friend Trish. Trish, this is the wonderful man I have told you about, my husband, Brent."

I thought to myself that this was quite a coincidence or carefully planned. "Well honey interesting how this happened but Trish and I have been getting to know each other here at the bar for the last hour. That would not have been planned would it. My ego was feeling pretty good when a woman this beautiful sit next to me and wants to drink and chat. No worries though. Very nice to meet you again Trish."

"Brent, I have known Nani for around 40 years, so I think I am entitled to a big hug." And she did. My wife has very nice tits, but Trish's are next level and by the looks of things she was not wearing a bra.

"Ladies, shall we get a table on the lanai and have a few drinks watching the sunset, or if you would prefer, I have a beautiful view from the lanai in my suite upstairs. And someone left a couple of bottles of my favorite champagne on ice when I arrived. Myself, I prefer the 2nd option."

In unison they both said, "we do as well." I signed for our drinks, and we left for my suite. I was probably the envy of every man in the bar as I walked out arm-in-arm with two stunningly beautiful women. We got to my room, cracked the champagne and went to the lanai to enjoy the sunset view. As the sun went farther down both girls said they needed to pee and would bring back another bottle. 20 minutes later they returned, each wearing a sexiest lace body suit and each carrying a bottle of champagne.

Nani walked over to me and gave me a kiss that touched my soul and almost sucked my tongue out of my mouth. She whispered in my ear, "let my fantasy begin". And so, it did. Nani and Trish fucked, sucked and made love to me for two days. Remember we are all over 65 so it wasn't the raucous sex we had as youngsters, but it was very, very good. We went to the beach during the day to work on our tans and frankly to rest. Then we would go back to my suite and continue our debauchery. We went to some of the finest restaurants in the evenings and it was cool seeing every man in the place look at us walking in.

I was quite surprised that Nani and Trish did not play with each other. But they told me later they were not into that lifestyle and the sole purpose was to bring another woman into our bed for me. Finally, two days wound down and we headed to the airport. We said our goodbyes, exchanged deep and meaningful hugs and kisses and separated. Trish took her jet back to her home and Nani and I took our flight back to San Francisco.

In our seats enjoying a glass of champagne I asked Nani if the weekend satisfied her fantasy. "100% my darling. How about you?"

I told her most definitely that I loved her and had no need to share or be shared again. She agreed that this was a onetime event. I did tell her I hoped we would get to see Trish again.

Nani looked at me with a side-eyed look and just smiled her wicked grin.