Taking his seat at the table with Dara, Zane held a confused look on his face.
Dara finished chewing and questioned him, "isn't that one of the girls from the games?"
"Yeah, she said her name was Carrie."
"She looked sad, what else did she say?"
"She just introduced herself and left," Zane replied. "I'm really not sure why she was sad; I asked and she said it was a long story."
Dara turned her head in the direction Carrie sat. Her hair gently tossed in the wind as her eyes squinted while she searched the outdoor bar.
Zane stared at his wife's pretty face, it felt like their early twenties to him all over again. She looked so youthful...full of life.
Dara turned back to see her husband's adoration. After a quick smile, she continued searching for Carrie.
"I'll be right back," Dara placed her napkin and fork on the table. With a smile and a wink, she stood and walked off.
Zane continued eating as he shuffled his food in-between bites. His exchange with Carrie at the bar really confused him. What 'long story' could you possibly have on vacation? What could go wrong here?
"Hi," Dara said with a smile.
Carrie looked up and put on a half-baked grin. "Oh, hello."
Dara could easily see that she was troubled. The same thoughts crossed her mind as to what could be bringing her down in this tropical paradise.
"Is someone joining you, or may I sit down?" Dara put her hand on the chair opposite Carrie.
Carrie looked up curiously; her wavy blond hair blew with the wind. Behind her designer sunglasses were eyes filled with pain, holding back tears. Carrie had a gorgeous face, her body was like a buxom supermodel.
"Sure," Carrie finally responded after a few seconds of silence. "My name is Carrie," she reached out to shake Dara's hand.
"I'm Dara," she said as she took a seat. "Are you okay? You don't seem very happy. Anything I can do to help?"
"I'm alright, just..." Carrie turned her head to the side to keep Dara from seeing her partially teary eyes.
"Did something happen?" Dara inquired. "Look, I realize you've never met me; but before my husband and I came on this vacation, I was in a life rut that would make any woman cry. These islands are so wonderful, it seems out of place to see anyone sad here."
"I just...I don't know," Carrie fought back her emotions the best she could.
"Are you and your husband fighting?"
With those words, Carrie looked through her sunglasses right into Dara's eyes. A slow sigh escaped her mouth, "I'm not married."
"Oh! I'm sorry, boyfriend?"
Carrie looked down at the table in sadness. Dara could clearly see a tear running down her cheek.
"Hey, hey...I'm really sorry. If you want me to leave, I really didn't mean to..." Dara stopped speaking as Carrie began to cry.
Carrie quickly composed and met eyes with Dara. "I'm not here with anyone."
"You came here alone? What...how...didn't you see that it was a couples getaway?" Dara said confused.
"Yeah, I guess I hoped I wasn't going to be the only single one here. I figured other single people must come here sometimes!" Carrie said with a slight sob to her tone.
Dara could only sit silent as she watched Carrie emotionally suffer.
Zane chipped away at his food as he looked around waiting for Dara to return. As he scanned the crowd, he choked a little when he saw Dara and Carrie walking back towards the table. He sat horrified, wondering if Carrie had told her of their sexual encounter. Not really sure why it would matter, as Dara had sex with another man during the games too. Still, its going to be odd to have lunch with his wife and another woman he just fucked.
As they neared the table, His and Carrie's eyes locked on each other. Carrie stopped in her tracks just a few steps from the table.
"Odd, I figured you already knew my husband. I saw you two exchange words at the bar a few minutes ago." Dara explained.
"Yeah," Zane uncomfortably replied, "you could say we know each other."
Carrie's head sank as she took a seat at the table, setting her plate down. "Ok, promise you won't be mad..."
Dara's eyes narrowed with a puzzled look at Carrie.
"I had sex with her during the game," Zane quickly blurted out, putting another fork full of food into his mouth.
Carrie looked at Dara with an apologetic face. Dara looked back surprised, but cautious.
"But," Dara paused, "I thought the men were blindfolded?"
Zane and Carrie both started to talk at the same time, then stopped.
"I got a little out of hand, and I took my head cover off," Carrie insisted to speak.
Dara wondered why that made this situation so awkward as she looked back and forth at the two of them.
"She got a little crazy and sucked me off before leaving the room," Zane interrupted again. "That's it."
"That's it?" Dara interjected.
"That's it." Zane confirmed.
Dara looked back over at Carrie as she hung her head in shame. "I didn't know we were supposed to do that!" Dara chuckled as she collected food with her fork.
Carrie looked up, completely in shock that Dara wasn't furious with her. She was relieved. When she saw Zane sitting at the table, she figured drama was going to follow. "Thank you for not being mad at me."
"Its okay," Dara assured her. "I've learned a lot since we got here. After all, its vacation right?"
Even Zane was surprised to hear this come from Dara's mouth. Dara had really let go in the last two days.
"So what have you done by yourself here for the last two days?" Dara asked Carrie.
"Wait, you are here alone?" Zane chimed in.
