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I returned from the bar with more drinks. I wasn’t fully sure I wanted to hear what happened next. But I’d agreed to hear my mate out. I sat down and handed Gary his pint, "So tell me about Ibiza?"
"So our flight was on the Friday,” Gary said, “We’d arranged to get picked up by Carl and this girl Annabelle around four in the afternoon. I worked half a shift before returning home. I got back to find Nat packing her case and playing music. She’d already opened a bottle of cava. I immediately said ‘Nat, don’t you think it’s a bit early?”
'Fuck it, we’re finally on our holiday," she said. 'Are you having a glass, or what?"
“Gary mate, I thought you didn’t drink back then.” I said
“Mick, it was like she was winding me up.” Gary replied. “When I refused, she just said ‘Fuck it. I’m going to have some fun even if you aren’t.”
“Then, around four o clock, I got the shock of my life,” Gary continued. “The doorbell rang and I went to open the door. Carl was there. But in place of Annabelle was another black bloke. Honest mate, he was well over six foot tall with tattoos on his neck and even his face. There was an aggressive vibe about him. He looked scary. They both did.“
“Two of those guys?" I said. “Fucking hell Gary. If I was you I’d have been tempted to just let Nat go alone.”
“I wish I fucking had,” Gary said. “But you’ve got to understand Mick. I was in love with her. She was my wife. I couldn’t let her go off with these two blokes.”
“So what happened?” I said
First of all, Carl said, 'This here's Malik. Bro, this is Gary.'
'Yeah, I've heard about you,' Malik said. Then he shook my hand in a firm grip. 'Good to meet ya man.'
“Then Nat turned up.” Gary continued. “She looked hot as hell man. She’d changed into one of her new holiday outfits. She was wearing this short, tight dress that stuck her tits out like she was presenting them on a plate. To be honest mate she looked like a fucking slag.”
""
"So what did you do?” I said.
“Nowt.” Gary said. "Nat said to Carl ‘Who's this?"
'Malik, pleased to meet ya.' the bloke said and the smooth bastard kissed Nat’s hand. I swear man, I saw her nipples harden as Malik told us he and Carl would be sharing a room."
'Annabelle couldn’t get the time babe.' Carl said. 'Besides, Malik here needs a vacation. I’m tellin' ya he has been through some tough times lately.'
'No that’s fine; it will be okay. Right, Gary?' Nat said. All I could do was nod”
“Bit of a fucking shock to say the least.” I said.
“I felt like a fucking spare part,” Gary said. “When made our way to the taxi, both blokes were staring at Natalie’s arse and heels as she walked ahead of us. Carl then leaned into me and said 'Hey listen Gary mate. You'd better not come out with any of that 'turn the music down' shit in the hotel, we want a hassle-free holiday right?"
Then Malik said, 'If you do we are liable to kick your ass."
“Jesus!” I said. “That’s just not right. What happened then?”
“Well, Carl held open the back door of the taxi, and Malik got in followed by Nat. As I helped the driver put the cases in the trunk, Carl got in the back seat too. I was left with no option but to sit in the front passenger seat.”
Gary took a swig of his pint and exhaled, closing his eyes for a moment as he recalled the scene.
“So we drove to Donny with Natalie sat in the back, wedged in between these two big black fuckers,” Gary continued. “Honestly Mick, she knew how jealous I could get. It was like she was egging them on, acting all flirty and suggestive. She was fucking reveling in it.”
“Like, what did she say? I said
“I remember it clearly,” Gary said. “She said to them 'Do you like my dress? Gary doesn’t. He thinks I dress too slutty. Do you guys think it’s too slutty?"
Just for a second, I visualized Nat squeezed into that tight dress, and sat between two big black guys, flirting with them while Gary sat in the front seat like a dork. It wasn’t a pleasant image.
“Mick, I was fuming with jealousy, but tried to act like it was all okay.” Gary said.
“So you got the plane from Donny? “
“The fucking plane was worse man,” Gary said. “I was almost in tears by the time we landed. I can remember it all”.
“Jeez mate. What happened?”
Gary paused again like he didn’t want to remember. But then he continued.
“So on the plane journey, they were in a row of three with Natalie in the middle, and I was sat alone in the window seat in front of them. I kept to myself while listening to Natalie chatting to Malik and Carl“
“The bitch had four fucking white wines on the flight,” Gary said. “Each time I passed my credit card to the attendant. I paid for the guys’ beer too. Natalie said it was the least we could fucking do. Honest Mick. I felt Nat had become a different person, a boozy slut who didn't give a shit about me. She was loud, they all were, using all kinds of crude language".
"I had to listen while Carl told the story of a Corrie actress who dropped a wrap of MD in the hotel pool. She dived in, grabbed it, and swallowed the lot, paper and all. This fucking actress was awake for the rest of the vacation. She didn’t sleep at all. Then when she got back to Manchester she went straight to the studio and started filming”
“Then, at the end of the story, Carl said loudly. ‘She limping in that episode. Dat’s from getting boned in Ibiza three days solid.'
“Natalie of course thought the story was hilarious ‘Fucking hell, the dirty little slut,’ she said. ‘I knew she was a cock-hungry little whore”.
‘Bitch was fucking limping, you can see it’ Carl said. ‘Too much pole ain't good for your health’.
"Natalie was shrieking with laughter," Gary said. "Honest Mick, there were kids nearby. I thought about changing my seat, but the flight was packed”.
“So you made it to the hotel?” I said
”Yeah," Gary said. "We shared another cab, and Muggins here was in the front again."
"And how was the hotel?"
"Oh, the hotel was fine," Gary said. "It had swim-up bars, chill-out terraces, and live DJs. Nat didn’t look out of place in her hot gear. Most of the female guests were dressed provocatively. No one looked as straight as me.”
"So did you tell Nat she was out of order?" I asked.
“Yes, I fucking did" Gary replied. "I was fuming when we arrived at the hotel room. The way I saw it, Natalie was deliberately flirting to wind me up I’d had enough, I can tell you”.
"So what did you say?"
"I said 'Jesus, Natalie, just stop it now! You were flirting with both of them on the plane. We have to steer clear of them, they're bad news. You're my wife, in case you've forgotten. This should be our time"
Nat just disappeared into the bathroom and started touching up her make-up. 'So what do you have planned?' I heard her say from behind the door. 'A visit to the art gallery? A romantic walk? Fuck that. you boring little fuck '
I opened the bathroom door and stared at her.
"I've had just about enough of you and your pathetic sulks Gary,” Nat said. 'We're in fucking Ibiza. Like I said, I’m going to have some fun even if you're not. I’m going to get changed, and I don’t want to hear another word.'
"Just then I heard loud music coming from outside. I walked onto the balcony and saw that it was separated from the adjacent balcony by a smoked glass screen, about five feet high. I peered around the screen to see Carl and Malik sitting on the adjacent balcony listening to music from a beatbox and smoking a spliff. They were playing that fucking song again”
"What, you mean “Your Wife, My Bitch?" I said
Gary nodded. “That’s the one. And they were so fucking arrogant”."
“Why, what did they say?” I asked.
"Well first of all Carl said ‘Hey pal, hope the music's not disturbing you,'. Then Malik said "Because you better get used to it white boy"
"Mate, I'd have been tempted to tell them to go fuck themselves," I said. "But you said they were both big guys, right?"
"Honestly Mick, you should have seen them” Gary continued. “They were both heavily muscled and wearing only shorts. Their bodies were rock hard, like heavyweight boxers. Both of them had tattoos on their shoulders and necks."
"Then Malik pointed to the pool and bar area below and said 'Hey, just look at those bitches. We gonna have some fun this week, right Carl mate?’
'Plenty of bitches in this place, Plenty of bitches, but you know, I might just chill here tonight” Carl said. He then took a big toke on the spliff then passed it to Malik and said 'We got ourselves a fine bitch right next door'.
"Mick, I swear. I couldn't believe his arrogance" Gary said.
"So what happened then?" I said.
"Then Carl said to me “Oh Gary, by the way, we seriously thinking about fucking Natalie.”
“Whaat? I said.
"I didn’t know if I’d heard him correctly," Gary said. "But then Carl just stared at me and said “bitch givin' off all the signs,”
Then Malik said 'What ya think Gary? You think she aching for some dark meat?”
“Fucking hell,” I said, “You don’t go around talking about a bloke’s missus like that. What did you do?”
“I just sat down on a chair," Gary said, "At that moment I was panicking. I was thinking that I needed to protect Nat from these men, somehow keep them apart. All this time the music kept playing. Fuck knows why, but I can’t forget those lyrics. Your wife, my bitch, Your love, my trick, Her mouth, my dick, We fucked, that's it. “
“Shit man,” I said. “I honestly don’t know how I would have reacted.”
“Then, before I could do anything, Natalie poked her head around the sliding doors” Gary continued. “Mick, she looked stunning. She was heavily made-up and was wearing a kind of red bikini with a tiny wraparound skirt and heels. That outfit showed off her body man. She looked insanely hot.“
I imagined Natalie dressed like that and my cock twitched once more
“Anyway, Nat walked over to the front rail and peered around the screen so she could speak to Malik and Carl. ‘Hi guys!’ she said. ‘I love that beat’ Then she started to move her ass to and fro to the music. I just sat there on the chair, staring at my wife’s ass as she moved it like she was on heat or something”.
“Imagine it mate", Gary said. "I spent five minutes staring at Nat’s arse swaying to the rhythm while she chatted to those guys. It was like she was taunting me, moving her ass to that song. She was pissed up. I reckon he must have downed at least a bottle of wine.”
“I can imagine pa,l,” I said. “The slut was messing with your head”.
“I kept waiting for her to turn round and speak to me, but she never did," Gary said. "She preferred talking to those bastards and fucking gyrating”
“So what did you do?”
“Finally I just went back into the bedroom. I tried to read my book. But I could hear snatches of their conversation. They’d turned the music down slightly. I heard Malik say ‘What you pissed off about babe?’
Then Nat replied ‘Oh nothing. Only old misery-guts over there trying to ruin my holiday”
Malik said ‘He's not on the same vibe as you, right?”
“Then, I heard giggles and then screams coming from the balcony," Gary said. "I walked to the door just in time to see these muscular black arms lifting Nat over the screen. Honest Mick, she was laughing hysterically. I watched as her legs and heeled feet disappeared from my view. I couldn’t believe it!”
“Fucking hell mate!” I said. “They took your wife, just like that!”
“I know mate,” Gary said. “I walked out to the balcony and leaned over the screen to see what was going on. Natalie was kind of sprawled over both their knees. I asked her what the fuck she thought she was doing. Nat just laughed. 'I just came over for a smoke,' she said taking the spliff from Malik's mouth.
"Well, you can damn well come back this instant!" I said
Then Carl said ‘You gonna come and rescue your wife, big man?’
“NATALIE! I yelled. “GET BACK HERE RIGHT NOW!. And use the door this time!”
"I stomped back into the bedroom expecting Natalie to follow via the corridor" he continued." She didn’t, and I could make out music and snatches of conversation coming from the balcony."
“Yeah we had a bit of a row, it’s like he doesn’t want to have fun I heard Nat say
‘Just fucking boring? NEVER any fun!’ she said again.
"Then, a little while later, I heard Nat say "God, how did you both get bodies like these? Fucking hell Carl? You lift weights or something?"
‘You like that bitch?’
"Yeah, God, just look at those muscles! I like big guys. Mmmmm’
Have a bitch waiting bus stop, in the rain
'We're not borin', look.' one of the guys said. Then Natalie was shrieking with laughter.
I trippin' take em' back shit my nuts is drained…
In the end, I couldn’t stand any more” Gary said bitterly. “I knew Natalie was ovulating. She was probably more than ready to fuck”
"So did you confront them?"
"Nope. Not then anyhow. I walked out of the hotel room and took the elevator down to the bar. That’s when I stopped being a teetotaller. Speaking of which, are you ready for another?”
Part Three
I returned from the bar with more drinks. I wasn’t fully sure I wanted to hear what happened next. But I’d agreed to hear my mate out. I sat down and handed Gary his pint, "So tell me about Ibiza?"
"So our flight was on the Friday,” Gary said, “We’d arranged to get picked up by Carl and this girl Annabelle around four in the afternoon. I worked half a shift before returning home. I got back to find Nat packing her case and playing music. She’d already opened a bottle of cava. I immediately said ‘Nat, don’t you think it’s a bit early?”
'Fuck it, we’re finally on our holiday," she said. 'Are you having a glass, or what?"
“Gary mate, I thought you didn’t drink back then.” I said
“Mick, it was like she was winding me up.” Gary replied. “When I refused, she just said ‘Fuck it. I’m going to have some fun even if you aren’t.”
“Then, around four o clock, I got the shock of my life,” Gary continued. “The doorbell rang and I went to open the door. Carl was there. But in place of Annabelle was another black bloke. Honest mate, he was well over six foot tall with tattoos on his neck and even his face. There was an aggressive vibe about him. He looked scary. They both did.“
“Two of those guys?" I said. “Fucking hell Gary. If I was you I’d have been tempted to just let Nat go alone.”
“I wish I fucking had,” Gary said. “But you’ve got to understand Mick. I was in love with her. She was my wife. I couldn’t let her go off with these two blokes.”
“So what happened?” I said
First of all, Carl said, 'This here's Malik. Bro, this is Gary.'
'Yeah, I've heard about you,' Malik said. Then he shook my hand in a firm grip. 'Good to meet ya man.'
“Then Nat turned up.” Gary continued. “She looked hot as hell man. She’d changed into one of her new holiday outfits. She was wearing this short, tight dress that stuck her tits out like she was presenting them on a plate. To be honest mate she looked like a fucking slag.”
""
"So what did you do?” I said.
“Nowt.” Gary said. "Nat said to Carl ‘Who's this?"
'Malik, pleased to meet ya.' the bloke said and the smooth bastard kissed Nat’s hand. I swear man, I saw her nipples harden as Malik told us he and Carl would be sharing a room."
'Annabelle couldn’t get the time babe.' Carl said. 'Besides, Malik here needs a vacation. I’m tellin' ya he has been through some tough times lately.'
'No that’s fine; it will be okay. Right, Gary?' Nat said. All I could do was nod”
“Bit of a fucking shock to say the least.” I said.
“I felt like a fucking spare part,” Gary said. “When made our way to the taxi, both blokes were staring at Natalie’s arse and heels as she walked ahead of us. Carl then leaned into me and said 'Hey listen Gary mate. You'd better not come out with any of that 'turn the music down' shit in the hotel, we want a hassle-free holiday right?"
Then Malik said, 'If you do we are liable to kick your ass."
“Jesus!” I said. “That’s just not right. What happened then?”
“Well, Carl held open the back door of the taxi, and Malik got in followed by Nat. As I helped the driver put the cases in the trunk, Carl got in the back seat too. I was left with no option but to sit in the front passenger seat.”
Gary took a swig of his pint and exhaled, closing his eyes for a moment as he recalled the scene.
“So we drove to Donny with Natalie sat in the back, wedged in between these two big black fuckers,” Gary continued. “Honestly Mick, she knew how jealous I could get. It was like she was egging them on, acting all flirty and suggestive. She was fucking reveling in it.”
“Like, what did she say? I said
“I remember it clearly,” Gary said. “She said to them 'Do you like my dress? Gary doesn’t. He thinks I dress too slutty. Do you guys think it’s too slutty?"
Just for a second, I visualized Nat squeezed into that tight dress, and sat between two big black guys, flirting with them while Gary sat in the front seat like a dork. It wasn’t a pleasant image.
“Mick, I was fuming with jealousy, but tried to act like it was all okay.” Gary said.
“So you got the plane from Donny? “
“The fucking plane was worse man,” Gary said. “I was almost in tears by the time we landed. I can remember it all”.
“Jeez mate. What happened?”
Gary paused again like he didn’t want to remember. But then he continued.
“So on the plane journey, they were in a row of three with Natalie in the middle, and I was sat alone in the window seat in front of them. I kept to myself while listening to Natalie chatting to Malik and Carl“
“The bitch had four fucking white wines on the flight,” Gary said. “Each time I passed my credit card to the attendant. I paid for the guys’ beer too. Natalie said it was the least we could fucking do. Honest Mick. I felt Nat had become a different person, a boozy slut who didn't give a shit about me. She was loud, they all were, using all kinds of crude language".
"I had to listen while Carl told the story of a Corrie actress who dropped a wrap of MD in the hotel pool. She dived in, grabbed it, and swallowed the lot, paper and all. This fucking actress was awake for the rest of the vacation. She didn’t sleep at all. Then when she got back to Manchester she went straight to the studio and started filming”
“Then, at the end of the story, Carl said loudly. ‘She limping in that episode. Dat’s from getting boned in Ibiza three days solid.'
“Natalie of course thought the story was hilarious ‘Fucking hell, the dirty little slut,’ she said. ‘I knew she was a cock-hungry little whore”.
‘Bitch was fucking limping, you can see it’ Carl said. ‘Too much pole ain't good for your health’.
"Natalie was shrieking with laughter," Gary said. "Honest Mick, there were kids nearby. I thought about changing my seat, but the flight was packed”.
“So you made it to the hotel?” I said
”Yeah," Gary said. "We shared another cab, and Muggins here was in the front again."
"And how was the hotel?"
"Oh, the hotel was fine," Gary said. "It had swim-up bars, chill-out terraces, and live DJs. Nat didn’t look out of place in her hot gear. Most of the female guests were dressed provocatively. No one looked as straight as me.”
"So did you tell Nat she was out of order?" I asked.
“Yes, I fucking did" Gary replied. "I was fuming when we arrived at the hotel room. The way I saw it, Natalie was deliberately flirting to wind me up I’d had enough, I can tell you”.
"So what did you say?"
"I said 'Jesus, Natalie, just stop it now! You were flirting with both of them on the plane. We have to steer clear of them, they're bad news. You're my wife, in case you've forgotten. This should be our time"
Nat just disappeared into the bathroom and started touching up her make-up. 'So what do you have planned?' I heard her say from behind the door. 'A visit to the art gallery? A romantic walk? Fuck that. you boring little fuck '
I opened the bathroom door and stared at her.
"I've had just about enough of you and your pathetic sulks Gary,” Nat said. 'We're in fucking Ibiza. Like I said, I’m going to have some fun even if you're not. I’m going to get changed, and I don’t want to hear another word.'
"Just then I heard loud music coming from outside. I walked onto the balcony and saw that it was separated from the adjacent balcony by a smoked glass screen, about five feet high. I peered around the screen to see Carl and Malik sitting on the adjacent balcony listening to music from a beatbox and smoking a spliff. They were playing that fucking song again”
"What, you mean “Your Wife, My Bitch?" I said
Gary nodded. “That’s the one. And they were so fucking arrogant”."
“Why, what did they say?” I asked.
"Well first of all Carl said ‘Hey pal, hope the music's not disturbing you,'. Then Malik said "Because you better get used to it white boy"
"Mate, I'd have been tempted to tell them to go fuck themselves," I said. "But you said they were both big guys, right?"
"Honestly Mick, you should have seen them” Gary continued. “They were both heavily muscled and wearing only shorts. Their bodies were rock hard, like heavyweight boxers. Both of them had tattoos on their shoulders and necks."
"Then Malik pointed to the pool and bar area below and said 'Hey, just look at those bitches. We gonna have some fun this week, right Carl mate?’
'Plenty of bitches in this place, Plenty of bitches, but you know, I might just chill here tonight” Carl said. He then took a big toke on the spliff then passed it to Malik and said 'We got ourselves a fine bitch right next door'.
"Mick, I swear. I couldn't believe his arrogance" Gary said.
"So what happened then?" I said.
"Then Carl said to me “Oh Gary, by the way, we seriously thinking about fucking Natalie.”
“Whaat? I said.
"I didn’t know if I’d heard him correctly," Gary said. "But then Carl just stared at me and said “bitch givin' off all the signs,”
Then Malik said 'What ya think Gary? You think she aching for some dark meat?”
“Fucking hell,” I said, “You don’t go around talking about a bloke’s missus like that. What did you do?”
“I just sat down on a chair," Gary said, "At that moment I was panicking. I was thinking that I needed to protect Nat from these men, somehow keep them apart. All this time the music kept playing. Fuck knows why, but I can’t forget those lyrics. Your wife, my bitch, Your love, my trick, Her mouth, my dick, We fucked, that's it. “
“Shit man,” I said. “I honestly don’t know how I would have reacted.”
“Then, before I could do anything, Natalie poked her head around the sliding doors” Gary continued. “Mick, she looked stunning. She was heavily made-up and was wearing a kind of red bikini with a tiny wraparound skirt and heels. That outfit showed off her body man. She looked insanely hot.“
I imagined Natalie dressed like that and my cock twitched once more
“Anyway, Nat walked over to the front rail and peered around the screen so she could speak to Malik and Carl. ‘Hi guys!’ she said. ‘I love that beat’ Then she started to move her ass to and fro to the music. I just sat there on the chair, staring at my wife’s ass as she moved it like she was on heat or something”.
“Imagine it mate", Gary said. "I spent five minutes staring at Nat’s arse swaying to the rhythm while she chatted to those guys. It was like she was taunting me, moving her ass to that song. She was pissed up. I reckon he must have downed at least a bottle of wine.”
“I can imagine pa,l,” I said. “The slut was messing with your head”.
“I kept waiting for her to turn round and speak to me, but she never did," Gary said. "She preferred talking to those bastards and fucking gyrating”
“So what did you do?”
“Finally I just went back into the bedroom. I tried to read my book. But I could hear snatches of their conversation. They’d turned the music down slightly. I heard Malik say ‘What you pissed off about babe?’
Then Nat replied ‘Oh nothing. Only old misery-guts over there trying to ruin my holiday”
Malik said ‘He's not on the same vibe as you, right?”
“Then, I heard giggles and then screams coming from the balcony," Gary said. "I walked to the door just in time to see these muscular black arms lifting Nat over the screen. Honest Mick, she was laughing hysterically. I watched as her legs and heeled feet disappeared from my view. I couldn’t believe it!”
“Fucking hell mate!” I said. “They took your wife, just like that!”
“I know mate,” Gary said. “I walked out to the balcony and leaned over the screen to see what was going on. Natalie was kind of sprawled over both their knees. I asked her what the fuck she thought she was doing. Nat just laughed. 'I just came over for a smoke,' she said taking the spliff from Malik's mouth.
"Well, you can damn well come back this instant!" I said
Then Carl said ‘You gonna come and rescue your wife, big man?’
“NATALIE! I yelled. “GET BACK HERE RIGHT NOW!. And use the door this time!”
"I stomped back into the bedroom expecting Natalie to follow via the corridor" he continued." She didn’t, and I could make out music and snatches of conversation coming from the balcony."
“Yeah we had a bit of a row, it’s like he doesn’t want to have fun I heard Nat say
‘Just fucking boring? NEVER any fun!’ she said again.
"Then, a little while later, I heard Nat say "God, how did you both get bodies like these? Fucking hell Carl? You lift weights or something?"
‘You like that bitch?’
"Yeah, God, just look at those muscles! I like big guys. Mmmmm’
Have a bitch waiting bus stop, in the rain
'We're not borin', look.' one of the guys said. Then Natalie was shrieking with laughter.
I trippin' take em' back shit my nuts is drained…
In the end, I couldn’t stand any more” Gary said bitterly. “I knew Natalie was ovulating. She was probably more than ready to fuck”
"So did you confront them?"
"Nope. Not then anyhow. I walked out of the hotel room and took the elevator down to the bar. That’s when I stopped being a teetotaller. Speaking of which, are you ready for another?”
Part Three
