Present Day: Day after the Arrest at the Courthouse Jail
Two hours later, Officer Williams entered the holding pen area and approached Jasper’s cell.
“Mr. Cunningham, I investigated the matters that you requested, and I have some news.”
“Good, man!”
“Your attorney has been contacted.”
“Good job. What else did you find out?”
“Your wife is in St. Mary’s Hospital.”
“Hospital?” It occurred to Jasper that Laura had not bailed him out because she must have gone into labor. “Is it Laura? Did she give birth to my son?”
“Sorry, that’s all I know.”
Jasper was unaware of the events that occurred after Laura left his office the morning of his arrest.
The Morning of Jasper’s Arrest
After overhearing Jasper and Tracey plot to murder her, Laura entered the elevator intent to leave her husband’s office building, return home, pack her things, and take a flight to Washington, D.C., to be with her family. She called her parents while she rode down the elevator, and her father answered the line.
“Daddy, I’m coming home,” she cried. “He was going to murder me. Oh my god, Daddy, Jasper was going to murder me! He and his mistress were going to kill me!”
“Laura, where are you? What is going on? Where is Jasper? Are you all right?” asked the retired judge.
“I will be fine. I just need to come home now. I’ll take the 7:00 pm LaGuardia Airport shuttle tonight. I love you. Tell Mother I will see her soon.”
Laura arrived at the lobby level of Jasper’s office building when severe abdominal pain ensued. The stress from what she recently heard Jasper and Tracey discussing was extreme. Jasper and Tracey plotting to kill me? She knew Jasper had not loved her like she deserved, but Laura had not fathomed he would plan to murder her. With his mistress? This could not be real!
Laura walked closer to the entrance of the high-rise office tower in a trance, but the pain became intense. Before exiting the building, she managed to walk over to a restroom on the lobby level. She entered the restroom and hunched over the bathroom sink in pain.
“Miss, are you all right?” Laura’s condition drew great concern from a woman coming out of a stall.
“Yes, I’m fine. I’m just experiencing Braxton Hicks labor pains,” she said. “I’m not due for weeks.”
“I’ve given birth to four children, and that doesn’t look like false labor pains to me. Would you like for me to call the ambulance?’
“No . . . no, I will be fine,” replied Laura.
The pain temporarily subsided, and Laura decided to attempt to go home again. She arrived outside of the building in a daze and thought what a pretty day it was as the sun rays beamed across her face. Disoriented, Laura attempted to hail a taxi to return to Westchester even though Jasper’s private limousine was waiting for her in the parking garage under the building. As she stepped off the curb and waved her right arm, she was struck by a minivan instantaneously.
The ambulance arrived within moments treating her on the scene. As they screeched off to the hospital, Laura was unconscious, in labor, and losing blood profusely.
Tracey was returning to Jasper’s office building because she had left her handbag in Jasper’s office when she scurried out after Laura surprisingly appeared. Tracey watched the ambulance speed away, and she approached a bystander.
“What happened?” Tracey asked the building security guard.
“A pregnant woman was hit by a van and taken to the hospital.”
Tracey paused for a moment.
“Pregnant woman? Did you know her?”
“Lady, I don’t know. I’m just covering for someone who is out today. The EMT said they were going to St. Mary’s Hospital. You know that woman?”
“I . . . don’t . . . know.”
Frantically, Tracey approached another woman who was standing nearby discussing the accident with someone. It was the same woman who saw Laura in pain in the restroom a few moments prior to the accident.
“Did you see what happened?” asked Tracey.
“Well, there was a very pregnant woman who was buckled over in pain in the lobby. She looked like she was about to faint. I knew there was something wrong with her. Anyway, the next thing I knew, she stepped outside, and the van parked over there ran her down. I can’t believe this.”
“Who was she?” asked Tracey.
“I have no idea.”
Tracey called Jasper’s office, but no one answered, including his assistant. Tracey thought that was extremely odd. Tracey was unaware that the FBI was upstairs terrorizing the firm and arresting Jasper and his partners. Tracey returned to her office. She attempted to call Jasper several repeated times, but no response. She was convinced that Laura had been in the accident, and Jasper was with her.
Tracey dialed Information.
“Can I get the phone number for St. Mary’s Hospital please?” Tracey dialed the hospital.
“Yes, I’m trying to find out whether someone was brought in about an hour ago.”
“Can I get a name?”
“Laura Cunningham. She would have arrived in the emergency room. She is eight months pregnant and was hit by a car.”
“Hold on please.” Tracey waited on the phone for about ten minutes and was about to hang up when the operator returned.
“Ma’am, a woman was brought in fitting that description. However, we cannot confirm her name.”
“Please find out for me,” Tracey said in desperation. “Is anyone with her? Is there a man with her?”
“Ma’am, I can’t investigate any further. You will need to come down here. Good luck.” And the operator hung up the phone.
Tracey stared at the receiver. It must be Laura. She tried calling Jasper’s cell phone. No reply. Was the plan still on? Did Jasper change his mind? Would she lose Jasper and the possibility of having a baby in her life? Tracey wanted to learn whether the plan was still intact. Relying on her instincts, she headed to St. Mary’s Hospital.
When the EMT pulled up to St. Mary’s Hospital, Laura was hemorrhaging profusely. The obstetrical staff awaited her arrival in the emergency area.
“What are her vitals?” asked Dr. Ramish as the triage team wheeled Laura inside.
“Her pulse is seventy-five, blood pressure is 85/65. She is having contractions every ninety seconds, however, the baby’s heartbeat is dropping, and the delivery is not progressing. She is only three centimeters dilated,” answered the emergency medical technician.
“People, let’s prep for a C-section. Get her into room 2. Stat!” shouted Dr. Ramish.
Laura was in and out of consciousness and unable to speak. As she lay on the operating table fighting for her life and the life of her unborn child, Laura’s mind drifted on early memories of happy times with Jasper on her honeymoon.
The Year 2000
They arrived in Maui, Hawaii, on a clear sunny morning. They had flown nearly sixteen hours and were pretty exhausted. The limousine greeted them at the airport and chauffeured them to their hotel on the other side of the island. Their hotel cottage was ground level on an oceanfront. They walked into their tropical décor room with bamboo and palm tree bark furniture. The walls were tangerine and the bedding lime green.
“We had the most beautiful wedding, Jasper.”
Jasper held his new wife. “Yes, we did. You were the most beautiful bride. You were absolutely stunning.”
“Did you see how Janice sprinted for the bouquet? She ran faster than Flo Jo.” They both laughed.
“Better still, Andrew was so desperate to get close to Janice that he sprung into the air like Michael Jordan to catch the garter.” They laughed again and hugged each other.
“I only wished my mother was alive to see such a wonderful day,” Jasper said.
Laura gently touched Jasper’s shoulder. “Believe me, she did.” They kissed.
Laura started unpacking while Jasper watched the ocean waves from their open room door. It had been over two years since Jasper took a vacation, and he had never been away from his business for more than a few days. Jasper took pleasure in the sound of the ocean waves crashing onto the shore. The beach was empty. The cottages were nestled in between large leafy palm trees and coconut trees for extreme privacy. Jasper turned and gazed at his lovely wife. With a renewed energy, he said, “Let’s get changed and go waterskiing this morning.”
“I like your style, Cunningham.” Laura pulled out a notepad and pen and sat at the desk. “But first let’s plan out all of our activities for the entire two weeks we are here so we don’t—”
“Wait, stop,” Jasper interrupted. “No planning. Just spontaneous enjoyment.”
“What?”
“Don’t worry, we won’t miss a thing.” Jasper kissed Laura on the lips.
They showered and dressed with their swimsuits and waterskiing outfits and walked toward the jetty. They spent an hour waterskiing and thereafter returned to shore to have lunch. They found an ocean side seafood restaurant. On their return stroll to their cottage, they playfully chased each other between the palm and coconut trees on the sand.
“OUCH!” she yelled and held her toe, stumbling down onto the sand. Jasper increased his speed and quickly approached her.
“What happened?”
“I stubbed my toe on that stupid conch shell over there.”
“Let me see.” Jasper sat next to Laura in the sand between the trees. He held her big toe and massaged it gently.
“How does that feel?”
“Ah . . . a little better. Keep rubbing.”
Jasper continued massaging and started over her entire foot.
“Feels better?”
“Mmm . . . mmm.”
He kissed her toes and licked them softly. She enjoyed the arousing relief from the pain.
“Lie down on your back,” Jasper whispered in her ear. Laura stretched out onto the sand. Jasper took a handful of sand and rubbed his hands together just enough to allow a grainy residue to remain. Jasper placed his hands gingerly over Laura’s body, tickling her and stimulating her senses in an unusual way.
“Mmmmm. What are you doing to me? Oooh . . . that tickles,” she chuckled.
Jasper grabbed Laura’s bikini pants bottoms on either side and eased them off her body. He licked her exposed body in a start and stop motion.
“Oh, yes . . . what are you doing with that tongue of yours?” Jasper continued to lick between her legs. He sucked her, and she became extremely aroused. Jasper lifted her top to expose her breasts that he sucked with pleasure. He massaged her breasts with his slightly sandy hands, stimulating her nipples to a firm erection. He held himself with both hands and rubbed her breasts. As he gently pulsed between her breasts, he cupped her breasts together to snugly embrace him and began a pleasurable pulsating friction.
“Oh, my Jasper . . . yes.” Jasper continued.
Laura then screamed at the top of her lungs, “AAAHHHHH!”
Jasper jumped up. “What happened now?”
“A crab just clawed my thigh. I think I’m bleeding.”
“You are a walking disaster,” Jasper joked. They ceased their lovemaking and headed back to the cottage with Laura limping from the stab and bleeding from the crab bite. They were so exhausted by now that they fell asleep.
They awoke about 8:30 pm that evening, showered, dressed, and walked over to a beach luau well under way. There was Hawaiian music playing in one area and disco music playing in the vicinity near the pool. They drank martinis and ate pua’a kalua, the traditional Hawaiian pig roasted underground. From a distance, Jasper saw a familiar face.
“Laura, I see someone I know over at the lounge.”
“Who is it?”
“You wouldn’t know him. He’s a college fraternity brother. We attended Columbia together. Come over with me to say hello.”
Jasper and Laura walked over to the couple sitting on lounge chairs and sipping cocktails.
“Rob? Rob Peterson?” asked Jasper.
“Cunningham?” Rob jumped off his lounge chair, and they grabbed each other and hugged. “What brings you to Maui?”
“Well, this is my wife of four days. Laura, this is Rob Peterson.”
“Nice to meet you, Laura. What horrid deed did you commit to get sentenced to this guy?”
“Oh, really? Is there something I should be aware of?”
“One word, and it rhymes with ducked!” he laughed. “Just kidding.”
“No you’re not,” Laura said.
“OK. I’m not.” They laughed louder. “Congratulations, you two. This is my wife, Kathy.”
“Nice to meet you, Kathy,” said Laura.
“Any special occasion for you two?” asked Jasper.
“We’ve been coming to Maui every year for the past nine years. We celebrate our wedding anniversary here.”
“Nine years? You didn’t spend too much time living as a bachelor, did you?”
“No, I didn’t. I didn’t need to. We have three kids, Robert Jr. who is twelve . . . OK . . . you do the math.” They all laughed. “And Mary Ellen who is eight and Danielle who is three.”
“Oh, man. You are way ahead of us!” They all laughed louder.
“That’s why we come to Maui every year for our anniversary. We relive our honeymoon and find ourselves again. Although our families would love for us to travel to Ireland to see the old country, I’d rather enjoy the Hawaiians.”
“Nice.”
Laura and Kathy started strolling away while Robert and Jasper reminisced.
“What are you up to these days?” asked Robert.
“I established an auditing and consulting firm based in New York. Cunningham, Waddell & Gates. We specialize in private equity valuations, audits of hedge funds, and advisory on merger and acquisition deals.”
“Hey, I’m impressed, Jasper. Is the business profitable?”
“The market is at an all-time high, and revenues couldn’t be stronger! I opened an office on the West Coast last year.”
“Did you really? Whereabouts?”
“In Los Angeles. What’s going on with you lately?”
“I started my own winery in a small town just south of the Napa Valley area.”
“I can see you in the wine business. Which wines are your specialties?”
“We produce a fine chardonnay. In a few years, we are aiming for merlot.”
“Pacing yourself I gather.”
“It’s a very competitive market with generations of entrenched families. We need to develop a premium product that is marketed to buyers who desire new wines. Those who buy my wine tend to be young professionals who rather not drink their ‘father’s’ vintage. So there is great potential. I’m growing on three hundred acres of vineyards, and we ship to four states in the Midwest.”
“Rob, this sounds like possibilities are vast.” Jasper could sense where Rob was going.
“They are . . . and I am looking for investors as we grow. Perhaps we can discuss further when we return.”
“Sounds good.” Jasper wanted to change the conversation. “Waiter, I’ll have a bottle of sparkling water. Anything for you, Rob?”
“I’m good for now.”
The ladies were sitting at the pool bar sipping margaritas.
“The beautiful trees, mountains, warm air . . . this is truly paradise,” said Kathy.
“Yes, indeed it is. I enjoy traveling, and there are few places as naturally picturesque as Maui. What part of California do you live?”
“We live in Napa Valley.”
“I visited there often. I grew up in Palo Alto.”
“What did your parents do?”
“My father was an attorney, and then he became a federal judge in California. And your family?”
“Well, let’s just sum it up to say rednecks from Kansas.” They both laughed. “Rob and I met when he was visiting a client in Kansas where I worked as an administrator.”
“He’s a good catch, I hope.”
“Well, even if I hated him, I would be crazy to leave him and raise three kids alone or with another man that wasn’t their father. So he’ll do.”
Laura detected sadness and regret in Kathy’s statement. Laura hoped she would never feel any degree of disdain for Jasper. The two women were silent for a while.
“By the way, on Saturday, there is an exclusive retreat in the volcanic mountains for couples only. Rob and I look forward to the evening out every time we come to Maui. Perhaps you and Jasper would be interested in going?”
“Tell me more.”
“Well, it’s held in a native village. The guest list is quite elite. The Hawaiians host a ceremony for a select group of people. There’s a tremendous feast of meats, vegetables, and seafood. It’s romantic. There is an opportunity to be free and exploratory with your mate. You get to meet and mingle with a private group. It should be fun for newlyweds such as yourselves.”
“It sounds exclusive.”
“It is. Perhaps Rob can get an invite for you two.”
“I’ll speak with Jasper to see whether he’s interested.”
Over the next couple of days, Rob ran into Jasper and emphasized how exuberant an evening the retreat would be. By Thursday of that week, Jasper and Laura purchased the fifteen-hundred-dollar-per-couple tickets to attend.
On Saturday evening, a limousine arrived at their hotel at 6:00 pm. Three couples including Laura and Jasper were in the car. The third couple was from Phoenix. Rob opened a bottle of wine from the bar in the limousine.
“The ride is about forty-five minutes, and this is good Pinot Grigio, so let’s enjoy.”
The couples drank wine and shared wedding stories finding commonality in their relationships. The car traveled through several mountains and alongside two rivers. The sun was setting, and the natural beauty of the island was radiant. Given the lively discussion, the car ride seemed like a blink to the couples.
They approached a castle that had a tropical architecture. It was sprawling made from bamboo and dried leaves. Jasper and Laura had never seen anything like it before. The limousine stopped, and a native Hawaiian gentleman immediately opened the car door.
“Aloha. Greetings. We welcome you to Pleasure Castle where your romantic inhibitions are freed.” Jasper and Laura looked at each other slightly puzzled by the greeting but politely smiled. “Please join me for dinner at the water’s edge.”
The guests walked over to an area with fire torches in the sand. There were private tables set for two for intimacy. About twenty couples enjoyed a gourmet five-course meal while listening to the ocean waves crash against the shore. They started with chilled lobster soup followed by romaine and local leaf green salad topped with fresh raw oysters and a peppercorn dressing. For their entrée, Laura enjoyed grilled mahi-mahi in a citrus glaze, while Jasper feasted on fire-grilled lobster tails, scallops, and prawns in a pineapple sauce. For dessert, they shared a warm soft flaky crust pineapple tart with coconut mango ice cream and a drizzle of chocolate sauce.
“This dinner is absolutely out of this world. Look at the beautiful full moon. They gazed at the ocean which was brightly moonlit.”
“You are so beautiful, my wife.”
“I love you.”
“I love you more,” Jasper responded.
“No, I love you most.”
“OK, OK, you love me more,” Jasper joked.
“What?” And Laura put a spoon of mango ice cream on his nose. She then licked it off.
After dinner, the couples were escorted to a huge cottage that housed a designer clothing boutique.
“Please go inside and select your wardrobe for the evening,” the host requested.
“Wardrobe? I thought we were already dressed,” Laura whispered to Jasper.
The couples left the dining area to shop for their new attire. The boutique had a broad array of outfits to choose from for the evening.
Laura and Jasper walked through the boutique. The clothes were fine upscale designer wear, but all were sexually erotic outfits. For the women, there were negligees, black lace teddies, fishnet outfits, and bikinis with crotchless bottoms and cutout nipples. There were all-in-one mesh bodysuits. The male selection included leather underwear with an extended cup and bowties and suspenders in a broad array of colors.
Laura whispered to Jasper, “You have got to be kidding me! What did your frat brother get us into?” she asked sheepishly.
“Let’s just go with it. It may be something we enjoy. We’re together, so we’ll be fine,” Jasper said, although he too had reservations.
Kathy winked at Laura from across the room.
“Well, look who is over there. I’m going to go over to her and tell her where does she get the—”
“Now hold on, Laura,” said Jasper. “This could actually be fun. We’re here together. We simply won’t participate in anything that makes us uncomfortable.”
“Yeah, I suppose you’re right. But I just need to let her know how presumptuous it was of them—”
“Easy, tiger,” chuckled Jasper.
Laura left Jasper and walked over to Kathy who was holding a supermini red leather dress with cutout breasts and cutout buttocks.
“Kathy, I think you and Rob left out some critical details about tonight’s retreat . . . excursion . . . celebration . . . or however you may want to refer to this.”
“Laura, you’re just feeling a bit inhibited at the moment. Trust me on this. I see it in your eyes. I see it in Jasper’s eyes as well. You will enjoy this evening.”
“We’re on our honeymoon, for God’s sake. We’re not like you and Rob who have been married for years. Jasper and I are still getting to know and enjoy each other.”
“Not only will you become closer after tonight, but you will reach pleasures that you never knew even existed. Relax.” Kathy put her dress in front of her body. “How does this look for me?”
Laura looked at the dress, shook her head, and smiled.
“Unbelievable . . . Well, I guess . . . I like it,” she admitted. “It will be very sexy on you.”
“Oh, I don’t know. My breasts are so small. The cutouts just wouldn’t do it for me. It will probably work better on you.”
“Oh, wait . . . you’ve got to be kidding me. I could never—” Laura stood back and shook her head.
“Yes, you can. Let’s head to the fitting room and try these outfits on.” Kathy reached for six other outfits she previously placed on a chair, and they walked to the fitting room.
The women undressed and tried on the sensual clothing. Kathy’s third selection was a taupe-colored all-in-one fishnet bodysuit. You could see her body clear through, but it had enough mesh to give a degree of mystery. Laura looked at Kathy in a playful way, and Kathy smiled at Laura. Laura had remained dressed in Kathy’s first recommendation—the supermini blood red leather dress with the cutout breasts and buttocks. It also had a deep V-neck plunge to the navel. The dress fit Laura like a glove.
“How do I look?” asked Kathy.
“Very nice.”
“Thanks.”
“Let’s go have some real fun.” Kathy kissed Laura on the cheek, and they both left the fitting room. A native Hawaiian woman took the clothes they originally wore and marked their last names on a tag.
The two women separated in search of their husbands. Laura saw Jasper waiting outside of the boutique in a lounge area. When Jasper saw Laura’s outfit, he became on edge. He could not believe what his new bride was wearing. But everyone was dressed the same, and he understood this was the purpose of the night. Jasper was dressed in skin-colored brown fitted knickers, pants that were low cut, stopped at the knee, and no shirt. The buttocks were cutout, and the front portion had a see-through mesh elongated pouch. The mesh cover could easily be removed, if desired. They stared at each other for a moment. Laura shook her head, and they both laughed. She had to admit, this evening clearly was bringing out a side of her buried deeply within.
“Here we go,” Laura said.
The guests were escorted to the bar area in their new attire. Champagne cocktails were being served by waitresses who were clothed in scanty fig leaves.
Nearly half an hour had passed when a very handsome Hawaiian gentleman stood at the center of the room slightly perched up for everyone to see.
“Aloha oukou. Greetings to the adventurous couples who are here tonight. Husbands, wives, friends, lovers, partners . . . each are no longer strangers. We were all brought to this place in the same natural way. We all need air, food, and water in the same natural way. We need the human flesh and emotions in the same natural way. And one day, we will all leave this earth as it is nature’s way. So tonight, right here, right now, WE MUST LIVE AND LOVE JUST AS HOW NATURE ALLOWS US TO! No inhibitions . . . no reservations. Follow your freest of free spirit, your lustiest wants, your thirstiest thirst, and hungriest sexual desire. TONIGHT . . . RIGHT HERE . . . RIGHT NOW!” There was applause.
The couples proceeded to a huge straw hut. They sat in a circle in the sand. It was clear others had attended before, so the festivities easily ensued. The couples sat in alternating male-female sequence. The gentleman near Laura introduced himself as John while Jasper introduced himself to Carol who sat on his other side.
The host lit three wooden pipes that began to make their way around the circle. Each person inhaled and passed it to the next.
Laura looked at Jasper. “You’ve got to be kidding me.”
Jasper replied, “No, they’re not kidding.” One of the pipes was about four people away from Laura.
Jasper remarked, “Just take a pull. You’ve smoked weed before, right?”
“Once . . . and only once. I was seventeen years old and in high school.”
“This is what tonight is all about. Being open and free.”
When Laura received the pipe, she took a pull and passed it to Jasper who inhaled quite deeply and passed it on.
As he exhaled, Jasper remarked, “OK . . . problem . . . that was not marijuana.”
“What? You see! Oh my goodness, what did they give us?” Laura whispered.
The woman sitting next to Jasper overheard and responded, “Opium.”
“What? I’m getting the hell out of here,” said Laura as she started to rise. Jasper pushed her back down.
“Relax, Laura. You didn’t even inhale much. Let’s just enjoy the experience. It won’t kill us. We can’t do this at home. You’re safe.”
A pipe was approaching Laura again. They were less apprehensive as the first round since the opium was already causing them to feel mellow.
When Laura received the pipe again, the host began to speak.
“Feel our bonding spirit, our unity, our harmonious being.”
“Go on,” encouraged Jasper. Laura inhaled and passed the pipe to Jasper.
The host continued, “Now let’s explore each other with our sensory capabilities. Touch the person to your left. Anywhere. Any part of his or her body. Just touch. Jasper touched Laura’s leg. Laura reached to John who was sitting to her left and touched his biceps. He positively responded with a smile. Carol rubbed Jasper’s inner thigh and kept her hand in place.
The pipe was making its third and final way around to Laura. She looked at Jasper, and he gave her a nod of assurance. John inhaled deeply and passed it to Laura. By now, Laura was under the influence and decided to inhale deeply as well. She choked a bit and passed it to Jasper who was surprised at how receptive she had become. Jasper enjoyed his smoke and looked at his wife, acknowledging her courage.
“Feel the natural inclination to relax and let your mind and body be free. No inhibitions,” announced their host. “Explore the body of the person to your left.” Hawaiian drums began to sound, and four female dancers jumped into the center of the circle. Jasper began to explore Laura’s body while Carol rubbed his inner thigh with little intimidation. Every now and then, Carol touched Jasper’s groin and licked her lips. Laura continued to touch John, but he was more consumed with the woman to his left. The entire circle was engaged in a physical exploration. The drums began to beat wildly until finally the music and dancers ceased.
“Now we are all one. Friends and lovers, go forth and discover your earthiest passions within,” the host announced.
Laura and Jasper assumed the evening had ended, but it was quite the contrary. The circle slowly disbanded as the couples moved to the Paradise Ballroom where romantic Hawaiian music played. There were couches around the room, pillows and mats on the floors, and condoms sprawled in crystal dishes on small side tables. Several enclosed spaces with sheer curtains gave the illusion of privacy. The room was a dreamy haven. By this point, the champagne, oysters, and opium had sufficiently made its way into everyone’s system; and the aphrodisiac release began. Laura and Jasper were poised to enjoy the rest of the evening.
Couples who were familiar with the festivities selected a partner and an area. Some couples immediately chose individuals who had not arrived with them. Men and women began foreplay, and some immediately started to engage in sex. In one nook, Laura saw a woman allowing one man to have sex with her from behind while another man simultaneously fondled her breasts and kissed her mouth. In another part of the room, Laura saw one man bent over with a man penetrating his buttocks while another man was inside of his mouth. Then Laura spotted Kathy who was straddled on top of Rob. Boldly, Laura approached Kathy and Rob with a smile while Jasper stayed across the room and watched, interested in what his wife was about to do.
In the spirit of the night, Laura kneeled behind Kathy and, from behind, began to fondle Kathy’s breasts. Laura slowly started to kiss and lick the back of Kathy’s neck. This made Rob even more aroused, and he grabbed Kathy’s waist and increased the pace in which he pushed up inside of her. Kathy moaned in ecstasy. Jasper continued watching from afar and was amazed at the sexual boldness his wife had now exposed. He never saw her so sexually risqué. In some inexplicable way, he was proud to see Laura take charge of her desire. Laura rose from behind Kathy and walked over to Rob’s head and straddled her legs on either side of his face. She wanted Rob to lick her while she perched on top of him. And he did with joyful pleasure. Laura faced Kathy, and they licked each other’s tongues while Rob licked Laura’s clitoris intensely and thrust inside of Kathy who pushed down hard for more depth. Then Rob instructed Kathy to ease up, and he put on a condom. Jasper bit his lip from afar as he watched Laura take Kathy’s place on top of Rob and begin to push down on him. Laura moaned in excitement grinding and moving up and down on Rob. Laura was enjoying her new sexual mate without fear, inhibition, or guilt.
Jasper knew he was must have been high to allow another man to touch his wife. But it was exciting for him to watch Laura so aggressive and demanding unlike the demure woman he knew. By this point, however, Jasper was envious of the pleasure and slowly began to walk over to the threesome to take hold of Kathy when Carol touched Jasper’s chest from behind, and he turned around. Carol’s body was that of a twenty-one-year-old; she looked like a man’s sexual fantasy. Carol put Jasper’s middle finger in her mouth, apparently offering Jasper her body. Jasper was somewhat surprised, glanced at his wife who was preoccupied and evidently enjoying herself; hence, he didn’t hesitate to concede to Carol. He pushed her long blonde hair to her back and began squeezing Carol’s large breasts that stood upright and firm yet soft to his touch. He sucked on them and smacked his cheek with each huge breast gently. Jasper and Carol were in the center of the room uninhibited. He kissed her lips, and she kissed back with ultimate lust and desire. Jasper grabbed Carol’s hand and led her to an area that was enclosed with a white chiffon curtain. He reached for a condom while passing the crystal dish and made their way to a pillow bed.
He remained standing with his hands boldly on his waist and his legs apart while Carol got on her knees between his legs and sucked his scrotum. She massaged and sucked in a motion that Jasper enjoyed tremendously. She placed Jasper into her mouth as she stroked and licked his long firmness. Jasper moaned as she was obviously experienced in providing pleasure. Jasper became sexually aggressive at this point which Carol invited. He tossed Carol on her back and massaged her clitoris with his hand. He placed two fingers into her vagina while simultaneously placing a third finger in her anus. She was in ecstasy. He continued a pulsing motion with these three fingers until she had an orgasm. Then he put on the condom and made his way deep inside of her body. Jasper liked when women had orgasms before entering them because of the intense heat and wetness their body exuded. He pulsed inside of her roughly and firmly. Carol was the only woman in the room screaming loudly in ecstasy enjoying her stranger.
Kathy heard the screams and saw the lovemaking and decided to approach Jasper and Carol. Laura and Rob were heavily engaged in having intercourse at this point with Rob on top of Laura moaning in elation. Jasper couldn’t be more pleased than to see Kathy lifting the chiffon sheath and coming next to him and Carol. Jasper wanted to have sex with Rob’s wife. Kathy handed Jasper the condom. Jasper kissed Carol who strolled away extremely satisfied.
Kathy was on her hands and knees. Before she was ready, Jasper entered her from behind with a rough force. He wanted to penetrate her right away catching her off guard, knowing the combination of surprise and pain was thrilling. He immediately went deep and stayed deep inside of Kathy grinding inside of her. Like Carol, she too screamed in ecstasy reaching a strong orgasm very quickly that was evident by her tremors and wetness. Kathy had never had a man have sex with her with such conviction and command. He softly spanked and rubbed her buttocks in an alternating motion, offering a painful pleasure combination.
“Oh . . . my. Fuck me. Yes . . . ,” she moaned.
Jasper rocked her side to side, opening her up more and penetrating her deeply.
Laura and Rob had both climaxed and were getting up when they saw Kathy and Jasper hugging. They too were now completed. Laura walked over to Jasper as Kathy left Jasper to join her husband. Laura and Kathy crossed paths in the middle of the room as they both thought it was time to claim their respective men.
Kathy whispered in Laura’s ear, “Didn’t I tell you this was just awesome.”
“Well, you did leave out some critical details. But I’m glad you did . . . otherwise, I would have never come.”
“Literally.”
“Over and over again.” They laughed. They kissed each other on each cheek.
Laura and Jasper returned to the boutique area to retrieve their clothes as they decided it was time to leave. Kathy and Rob were staying longer. Jasper and Laura were directed to an area with showers. Their clothes were in an adjacent room.
After changing, Laura and Jasper hugged each other and walked toward the beach.
A woman ran behind them shouting, “Miss, sir, you forgot your outfits.” Laura and Jasper looked at each other knowing the experiences of tonight would remain in their past. The erotic clothing represented evidence that they would rather leave behind.
“Thank you, but please do with them as you choose,” said Laura.
“Aloha po,” said the woman.
“Good night,” responded Laura and Jasper, and they continued to walk away.
“What an experience,” said Jasper.
“Experience? That was an adventure.” They smiled and kissed each other.
“This is an insane way to spend our honeymoon. We are truly an atypical married couple,” said Laura.
“I clearly see why couples would return.”
“It’s an opportunity that would be demoralizing anywhere else,” Laura said.
“Yes, indeed. I was surprised at how quickly you embraced being with a woman and having sex with a strange man,” said Jasper.
“Me too. But don’t forget YOUR behavior now. The whole hut heard how you made those women scream. I had to come get you before they started lining up. I’m glad this is all mine.” They laughed. “I can’t believe we are starting off our marriage as adulterers. This was insane.”
Jasper stopped strolling and looked Laura in her eyes. “While we had fun tonight, it also made me realize I never need to cheat on you. You are more than what I need. Far beyond sex and physical pleasure. I love you immensely, Laura Brockton Cunningham. Our hearts will remain faithful to each other forever.”
“And I love you too, Jasper Cunningham. God couldn’t bless me with a stronger, ethical force in my life. I am so glad we will grow old together and have babies and more babies and more babies . . .” They hugged and headed back to the limousines to return to the hotel.
Present Day: Return to Laura in the Emergency Room
Within thirty minutes of arriving at the hospital emergency room, Laura and Jasper’s baby was delivered via cesarean section.
“We have a healthy baby boy . . . six pounds fourteen ounces and seventeen inches long,” announced Nurse Williams to the medical team.
“Let’s stabilize her,” said Dr. Ramish.
As the nurse increased the dosage of the intravenous medication to stabilize Laura, Dr. Ramish stitched Laura’s womb and abdomen. However, Laura’s vitals continued to deteriorate.
“We’re losing her, people,” said Dr. Ramish.
“Pressure is dropping . . . seventy-five over sixty. Pulse is sixty-five.”
While the medical team struggled to save Laura’s life, Tracey arrived at the hospital. She approached the main receptionist.
“My sister was just brought into Emergency,” Tracey lied. “I’d like to know how she is doing.”
“What’s her name?” asked the receptionist.
“Laura Cunningham. She’s eight months pregnant.”
“Oh, yes, of course. Please wait right here.”
About fifteen minutes passed while Tracey flipped through Mommy and Me magazine. She looked forward to raising Laura’s baby with Jasper as their own child.
Dr. Ramish came out in his blue scrubs. He extended his hand.
“Yes, are you related to Laura Cunningham?”
“Yes, she’s my sister.”
“You are the aunt to a healthy baby boy.”
“Oh my . . . thank you. Thank you, Doctor.”
“However, your sister had many complications.”
“Yes.”
“We were forced to deliver the baby via C-section. She was unconscious most of the time. Her pressure was a major factor. Her left leg was broken from the car accident, and she had four fractured ribs.”
“Did she?” Tracey asked, slightly hypocritically.
“The trauma was too much for her body. I’m sorry, but unfortunately, she died five minutes ago.”
“Oh, dear god,” said Tracey. Although Laura’s death saddened Tracey, the car accident eased her burden of carrying out the plan Jasper had concocted. She cried. Her tears were a mixture of relief, guilt, and confusion.
“Thank you, Doctor. I will relay this information to my family.”
“Would you like to see her?”
“Oh. No. I will wait,” she paused. “May I see the baby?”
“Certainly. I realize this must be hard for you. Where is her husband?”
“Oh . . . he is not here?
“No, he is not.”
“I will contact my brother-in-law now.”
“Please know we did everything humanly possible to try to save her.”
“Thank you again, Doctor.”
Tracey was saddened Laura perished but rationalized everything in the manner in which Jasper had expressed when he asked her to carry out the suffocation. Jasper had told Tracey that Laura was unfit to be the mother of his child and that Laura would cause tremendous problems for Jasper and his firm if he divorced her. Furthermore, Jasper said, it was likely Tracey and Jasper would never marry if Laura were alive. Tracey trusted Jasper’s perspectives.
Tracey headed to the third-floor maternity ward and walked to the large holding area where the newborn babies were on display. Tracey looked around at the names of the children, and toward the middle, she saw a sign that read, “Baby Cunningham.” She immediately burst into tears when she set eyes on the caramel-colored baby boy with thick shiny jet-black curly hair. His eyes were almond-shaped like Laura’s eyes.
“You are mine,” Tracey whispered to herself. “I love you, my son.”
Tracey was baffled that Jasper had not been at the hospital. Still unaware that he had been arrested, Tracey tried to call Jasper again at his office, but no one answered. She called his cell phone, but evidently it was turned off, so she left a voice mail message.
“Jasper, you are not going to believe this. Your son . . . our son was born. He is adorable. Call me . . . I’m at St. Mary’s Hospital. Everything is done. All is well.” Tracey sat in the room outside of the maternity ward. She remained there watching the baby, now her baby, and planned what she needed to do in the upcoming days for her and her child.
A nurse walked out from the baby ward and approached Tracey. “Are you related to Baby Cunningham?”
“Yes . . . yes, I am.”
“Please accept my sympathy. Was the mother related to you?”
“Yes. She was my sister.”
“I’m so sorry for your loss. If you would like, we can put you in scrubs, and you can feed your nephew.”
Tracey’s eyes brightened.
“Yes . . . I would like to do that. Very much so.” Slowly, but excited, Tracey followed the nurse. They provided Tracey with light blue medical attire, and she entered the baby unit. The nurse reached into the clear plastic bassinet and handed Baby Cunningham to Tracey. Her eyes were unmoved. Tracey took the baby and sat in a rocking chair that new birth mothers used to nurse their babies. The nurse provided her with a bottle of baby formula and a burp cloth.
“Thank you.” Tracey rocked in the chair and fed her new son. She instantaneously fell in love with him. He stared at her face as he drank his formula, and they bonded.
“My, you have a great appetite. You’re like your daddy.” Tracey lifted Baby Cunningham to her shoulders and gently patted his back to burp him that he loudly released.
“Yes, you are . . . just like your daddy. You enjoy a good meal and send compliments to the chef.” Tracey smiled at her baby. She kissed him on the forehead and sang, “My baby . . . I love you . . . I love you . . . my baby . . . my baby . . . I love you so . . .” The nurse walked over.
“It looks like all went well.”
“Oh yes, thank you very much.”
“I’ll take him now. It’s time for his changing.”
“May I change him?” asked Tracey.
“What a loving auntie. You sure may. Just place him inside the bassinet, and I’ll get the diaper and wiping clothes.”
As Tracey placed the baby down, a doctor approached.
“Hello. I’m Dr. Fischer, Laura’s obstetrician. I am so sorry for what happened.”
“Thank you, Dr. Fischer. I met the emergency room doctor earlier, and he explained the circumstances.”
“Is Mr. Cunningham on his way?”
“I was trying to reach him, but I have been unsuccessful.”
“You mean he has no idea about Laura’s death?”
“Nor of the birth of our son.”
“Your son?”
“Well, our family’s son. I am his aunt.”
“This is troublesome.”
Tracey became nervous. The lies were becoming overwhelming.
“Doctor, I think I will be leaving now. I need to locate Jasper.”
“Please do. It’s important that Mr. Cunningham knows.”
The nurse returned with the diaper, and Tracey scurried right past her. Tracey exited the hospital and returned to Jasper’s office building. When she arrived, Jasper’s assistant Jeanette was in the lobby.
“Jeanette, what happened?” asked Tracey. “I’ve been calling, and no one is answering the lines.”
“A group of men came to the office. They said they were the FBI, but they behaved like gangsters. Mr. Gates and Waddell were all bloody.”
“Where is Mr. Cunningham?”
“He was taken away in handcuffs,” Jeanette cried.
“Everything will be fine. Don’t cry. I will speak with you as soon as I learn more.”