Waves of Deception

 

Strong waves pounded the dark sand just a few yards away. Strong waves pounded the dark sand just a few yards away. Hidden by beach grass, they embraced, relieved to finally escape their wedding guests. His poetic whispers suddenly ceased as he leaned back, and said, "There's something I need to tell you..." "I already know your secret, Victor Torres.", his new bride said quietly, her expressive brown eyes flickering in the moonlight bouncing off the waves of the Cuban shore. "I know who you are and what you do, and why you wanted to marry my father's daughter.....but you are not the only one with secrets..." Victor was taken aback by her admission, and he took a few moments to let the importance of what they meant wash over him.... she KNEW about the coming revolution, his part in it, and what it would mean to her father's power and riches. She KNEW all these things, and yet she had married him! He kissed her passionately, and put a finger to her lips to silence her. "Later, my heart, we will speak later of these secrets of yours.", he whispered, drawing his wife down to the sand. He eased a hand beneath her delicately embroidered white batiste dress, and pulled down her white lace panties, probing her feminine wetness gently with a finger... he was stunned when he felt a barrier: she was a virgin! Impossible, he thought wildly, for had he not deflowered her on this very shore the night he proposed marriage?! He withdrew his fingers, and said quietly, "Tell me." "I am not the Maria you proposed to, Victor..... but I AM also named Maria, and I am her half-sister, for my mother was a housemaid, and her father's mistress.. My sister DID love you, but she loves her wealth and privileged life more, and she could not countenance betraying her father for you and the revolution. I, on the other hand, have no money and riches to bring with me to your cause, but I DO have a passion for you and the cause of our people that I am willing to die alongside you for, if necessary... is that enough for you, Victor Torres?", the second Maria asked him, cupping his face in her hands. "More than enough, my Maria...", he whispered in her ear, as he eased her lace panties down again, and consummated his marriage.... And while Victor and Maria became one on the shore, the first fireworks of the revolution that would change their land forever began in earnest..... ReplyForward Hidden by beach grass, they embraced, relieved to finally escape their wedding guests. His poetic whispers suddenly Strong waves pounded the dark sand just a few yards away. Hidden by beach grass, they embraced, relieved to finally escape their wedding guests. His poetic whispers suddenly ceased as he leaned back, and said, "There's something I need to tell you..." "I already know your secret, Victor Torres.", his new bride said quietly, her expressive brown eyes flickering in the moonlight bouncing off the waves of the Cuban shore. "I know who you are and what you do, and why you wanted to marry my father's daughter.....but you are not the only one with secrets..." Victor was taken aback by her admission, and he took a few moments to let the importance of what they meant wash over him.... she KNEW about the coming revolution, his part in it, and what it would mean to her father's power and riches. She KNEW all these things, and yet she had married him! He kissed her passionately, and put a finger to her lips to silence her. "Later, my heart, we will speak later of these secrets of yours.", he whispered, drawing his wife down to the sand. He eased a hand beneath her delicately embroidered white batiste dress, and pulled down her white lace panties, probing her feminine wetness gently with a finger... he was stunned when he felt a barrier: she was a virgin! Impossible, he thought wildly, for had he not deflowered her on this very shore the night he proposed marriage?! He withdrew his fingers, and said quietly, "Tell me." "I am not the Maria you proposed to, Victor..... but I AM also named Maria, and I am her half-sister, for my mother was a housemaid, and her father's mistress.. My sister DID love you, but she loves her wealth and privileged life more, and she could not countenance betraying her father for you and the revolution. I, on the other hand, have no money and riches to bring with me to your cause, but I DO have a passion for you and the cause of our people that I am willing to die alongside you for, if necessary... is that enough for you, Victor Torres?", the second Maria asked him, cupping his face in her hands. "More than enough, my Maria...", he whispered in her ear, as he eased her lace panties down again, and consummated his marriage.... And while Victor and Maria became one on the shore, the first fireworks of the revolution that would change their land forever began in earnest..... ReplyForward ceased as he leaned back, and said, "There's something I need to tell you..." "I already know your secret, Victor Torres.", his new bride said quietly, her expressive brown eyes flickering in the moonlight bouncing off the waves of the Cuban shore. "I know who you are and what you do, and why you wanted to marry my father's daughter.....but you are not the only one with secrets..." Victor was taken aback by her admission, and he took a few moments to let the importance of what they meant wash over him.... she KNEW about the coming revolution, his part in it, and what it would mean to her father's power and riches. She KNEW all these things, and yet she had married him! He kissed her passionately, and put a finger to her lips to silence her. "Later, my heart, we will speak later of these secrets of yours.", he whispered, drawing his wife down to the sand. He eased a hand beneath her delicately embroidered white batiste dress, and pulled down her white lace panties, probing her feminine wetness gently with a finger... he was stunned when he felt a barrier: she was a virgin! Impossible, he thought wildly, for had he not deflowered her on this very shore the night he proposed marriage?! He withdrew his fingers, and said quietly, "Tell me." "I am not the Maria you proposed to, Victor..... but I AM also named Maria, and I am her half-sister, for my mother was a housemaid, and her father's mistress.. My sister DID love you, but she loves her wealth and privileged life more, and she could not countenance betraying her father for you and the revolution. I, on the other hand, have no money and riches to bring with me to your cause, but I DO have a passion for you and the cause of our people that I am willing to die alongside you for, if necessary... is that enough for you, Victor Torres?", the second Maria asked him, cupping his face in her hands. "More than enough, my Maria...", he whispered in her ear, as he eased her lace panties down again, and consummated his marriage.... And while Victor and Maria became one on the shore, the first fireworks of the revolution that would change their land forever began in earnest..... ReplyForward