Santa Catalina

Santa Catalina

Status: Finished

Genre: Romance


Status: Finished

Genre: Romance


Judy and Gene take their affair to the beautiful island of Santa Catalina. However, drama ensues when a startling discovery brings the realization that their affair may go deeper than they thought.


Judy and Gene take their affair to the beautiful island of Santa Catalina. However, drama ensues when a startling discovery brings the realization that their affair may go deeper than they thought.


Submitted: June 11, 2016

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Submitted: June 11, 2016



Walking out onto the main deck of the ferry, Gene saw Judy leaning over the railing peering out at Santa Catalina Island in the distance. The wind blew through her lightly curled chestnut hair and white floral smock, making her look angelic. Gene approached her and wrapped his arms around her from behind. 

“Hello, darling.” She smirked, turning her head to the side. 

Gene kissed her ear before answering.

“Hi…” He murmured. “Excited for our little getaway?” 

“You have no idea.” 

“What did you tell Vincente?” 

“I didn’t.” 

“You didn’t tell him you were leaving?” 

Judy looked down at her hand and began twirling the Black Onyx ring around her finger with her thumb as she shook her head. 

“He won’t miss me.” She said in a tone that hinted at her loneliness. 

Gene tightened his hold around her and kissed her shoulder. 

“I miss you even when I’m with you.” He mumbled against her sunscreen scented skin. 

“I know.” She smiled. 

The ferry horn blew and the boat docked, letting out the pedestrians first. Gene took her hand and they walked onto the scenic island.

“Where to?” Judy asked. 

“There.” Gene pointed at a building with a “tourist information” sign on the front. 

There was a shelf full of brochures and Judy took a handful of different ones. Looking at them, she began pointing out places that interested her. 

“There’s an art gallery on the main thoroughfare. Do you mind if we take a look?” 

“Of course we can. I’m a little hungry though. Let’s go for lunch first.” 

Judy stuffed the brochures into her purse and they walked back outside, strolling down the road until they found a local Ma & Pa restaurant. They were seated and Judy looked over the menu, humming as she did making Gene weak in the knees. He had been aching for her since he picked her up but the soft sound of her voice was beginning to make his hunger for her unbearable. 

With their hectic shooting schedules, it had become difficult for them to find time alone. Both of them being granted a two day break from the studio was considered a miracle and Gene didn’t hesitate to book a getaway for them when she called. A small island was the way to go; somewhere they could be together without the stress of being found out, where they could relax and enjoy each other’s company without time constraints.  

“Can I start you two with a drink?”

“What do you have on tap?” Gene asked. 

“We’ve got Budweiser, Schmidt’s, Stanton, Heineken…” 

“I’ll have a Budweiser, please.” 

“Ok, and for you?” She asked, turning to Judy. 

“A glass of Spring Dry Rosé.” 

“Ok. Do you two need more time with the menu?” 

“Yes please.” 

“No problem, I’ll be back with your drinks.” 

When the waitress left their table, Gene reached across and grabbed her hand, rubbing his thumb over her fingers as he looked at the menu. The waitress returned with their drinks and they ordered steak and arugula sandwiches. 

“What did you tell Betsy?” Judy asked, returning to their earlier conversation on the boat. 


“About where you were going. What did you tell her?” 

“I told her I was going fishing with Frank.” 

Judy smiled a half smile and the two fell quiet, gazing at each other as though they were in a deep telepathic conversation. Gene suddenly noticed that the light freckles on her chest were rather predominant in her white dress and he smirked. 


“Every time I look at you, I see something I didn’t notice before… It’s refreshing.” 

“What did you notice?” 

“These beautiful freckles…” Gene said, reaching across the table. As he reached, he accidentally knocked over Judy’s glass of wine, spilling it over her dress. Judy gasped and slid backwards in her chair. 

“Oh! My God! I’m so sorry!” Gene apologized profusely. 

Judy grabbed a napkin and dabbed herself with it as she let out a quiet giggle which soon turned into roaring laughter. Gene joined in and got up to help her clean herself off. 

“Oh, this is going to stain.” She said through her laughter. 

As Judy wiped off her dress, Gene couldn’t help but notice how the wetness made the fabric cling to her body. The chilled wine had made her nipples visibly erect and the hunger that plagued him just a few minutes earlier had returned forcefully. He patted her down with a napkin, each time his hands lingered a little more on her body. 

“I think we got it.” She giggled. 

Gene leaned in and kissed her cheek before apologizing once more and returning to his seat. 

“I’m such a klutz.” 

Soon the waitress returned with their meals and they ate the delicious sandwiches over casual conversation.

“To the art gallery?” Judy asked as they stepped out of the restaurant. 

“I think we’d better find you a new dress first otherwise people’ll think you’re part of the exhibit!” Gene joked. 

They began walking down the main road and stumbled upon a small clothing boutique with an eye catching window display. Judy pulled Gene inside and they were greeted promptly by the shopgirl. Judy walked over to a rack of dresses and fingered through them until she found a style that appealed to her. 

“Excuse me?” She asked. 

“Yes Ma’am?” The clerk responded, walking out from behind the counter. 

“Do you have this in a small?” 

“I believe so, let me check our inventory.” She disappeared into the back room, emerging only a minute later carrying the dress in Judy’s size. 

“Would you like to try it on?” 


Judy looked around the shop for Gene, finding him in front of the sunglasses display trying on various pairs and making cocky faces at himself in the mirror. Judy shook her head and sighed smilingly. 

“Darling, I’m trying on a dress. I’ll only be a moment.” 

“Ok.” Gene replied, pulling off the sunglasses. 

He made his way over to the change room and stood out side of Judy’s stall. 

“How’s it fitting?” He asked. 

Judy poked her head out from behind the curtain. 

“Could you come in here for a moment?… I need help.”

“Sure.” Gene said, following her in. 

“Zip up?” 


He stood behind her and zipped up the dress. When his fingers reached the back of her neck, he felt goosebumps forming on her skin. Standing behind her, they both looked in the mirror. 

“Beautiful…” He muttered, 

He held himself closer to her and her hair gently tickled his face. She was suddenly aware of his growing arousal against her bottom. 

“Thank you.” She hummed. 

Gene kissed the side of her neck. The goosebumps that formed moments ago on her skin were pressed against his lips. He darted his tongue out, gently caressing her and Judy let out a pleasurable sigh. Unable to resist her any longer, he pushed her against the wall, startling her. 

She gasped. “What are you doing?” 

“I need you.” He breathed against her ear. 

Gene lifted her skirt and ran his hands up the front of her thighs until he reached the waistband of her panties. Judy’s first instinct was to protest but for some reason she couldn’t bring herself to stop him. She was already throbbing. Gene pulled her panties down and traced his hand over the curve of her bottom. He nudged her legs apart and when his touch moved lower, his fingers were met with a silky wetness between her thighs. When he found her nub, she tensed. He reached in front of her and held his hand over her mouth, keeping her quiet as he began a teasing pattern over her sensitivity. His fingers wove through the velvety folds of her labia and her legs began to shake from the intense pleasure. Gene unbuckled his belt and pulled his erection from his pants. He slid inside her and she tensed again, this time letting out a surprised gasp in his palm as he filled her. 

“Shhhh…” He whispered. 

His fingers continued their rhythm against her as he slowly eased in and out of her. She stabilized herself against the wall with her hands and curled them into fists as his speed increased.

“I want to feel you come.” He whispered so low, his breath tickled her ear. 

He applied more pressure to her swollen pearl with his fingers and thrusted into her harder, shocking her into an orgasmic wave of pleasure. 

“That’s it…” He murmured, feeling a warm gush around him. 

Judy collapsed into the wall and Gene held her upright, holding her tight so she wouldn’t fall. 

“Ma’am, how’s the dress fitting? Do you need another size?” The shopgirl asked from the other side of the curtain, startling them. 

Judy looked at Gene, shushing him with her index finger while trying to hold back a giggle. 

“It fits perfectly. I’ll take it.” 

Gene tucked himself back in his pants and stood back watching Judy straighten the dress and her hair in the mirror. Turning around, she held out her arm, motioning for him to go. 

“After you…” She sang with a devilish smile.

“You better go first… I need a moment.” He said, tightening his lips as he looked down at his still bulging erection. 

Judy giggled and walked out, heading towards the cash register to pay. 

Judy and Gene walked slowly hand in hand down the road trying to find the art gallery. Judy stopped and Gene turned around. 

“What?” He asked. 

“I don’t want to go to the gallery anymore… Can we just walk?” 

Gene nodded his head. 


They walked for nearly twenty minutes along the coast, admiring the beautiful scenery. They stopped at a look-out point and leaned against the wooden railing, peering out over the ocean. Gene wrapped his arm around her and nuzzled her neck. 

“Gene…” She said, looking down at the ring on her finger. 

“Mmm?” He purred. 

“Do you consider yourself a good person?” 

“No.” He replied without hesitation. 


“No, I don’t believe there are good people and bad people. I mean, sure, there are murderers and sociopaths but beyond that, I think we’re all just doing our best to get by.” He said, noticing Judy looking at her wedding ring. “I’ve never cheated on Betsy. I could never convince myself it was worth it… Until you.” 

“I’m not worth it.” 

“I beg to differ. Have you ever cheated on Vincente?” 

“No, definitely not.” 

“So then why me?” 

Judy shrugged her shoulders. 

“You’ve got a nice ass.” She laughed. “I like you. I’ve liked you for years. I like the way you think, the way you talk. I don’t even care what you’re saying, I just like listening to you. And… I like the way you touch me. I like the way you fuck me.” Judy blushed. 

“Mmmm, well in that case… Let’s get checked in to our hotel. I’ve got some unfinished business with you to take care of.” He said, feeling his erection return. 

Judy and Gene headed back into the village and found their hotel. Gene booked a room at a small quaint bed and breakfast just off the main thoroughfare. It looked like it was straight off the pages of a fairytale. The building was surrounded by a white picket fence and wrapped in gorgeous vines with an old stone stair case leading up to the entrance. Gene checked in under an alias name to keep their anonymity. Once they were given the keys, they went up to their room on the second floor. The room was picturesque with old wood flooring, and beautiful large windows with white drapes. 

“Good call on the room, darling! This is beautiful.” Judy beamed as she jumped onto the bed. 

“We’re not leaving this place.” Gene declared. 

“Fine by me…” She said seductively. 

Reaching behind her, she unzipped her dress and pushed the straps down over her shoulders. It fell to her waist and she slid it the rest of the way off her body. Standing on the bed clad in only her bra and panties, Gene gazed at her intently.

“You know, sometimes I worry you’re just a dream…” He breathed. 

“Well, don’t wake up now.”

Gene jumped on to the bed and scooped her up, making her squeal. Judy fell on her back and Gene crawled on top of her. His lips immediately found her chest. He teased the cup neck with his tongue and Judy lifted herself slightly so he could reach behind her and undo it. Pulling it off, her small breasts were vulnerable to him. He enveloped his mouth over the erect peak and flicked it gently. Judy tossed her head back and pressed her legs together as each nibble made her increasingly wet for him. 

Gene opened her legs back up with his hand and he whispered,


He pressed his fingers against the fabric of her panties, finding them almost soaked. He rubbed into her gently, the stimulation being nearly unbearable. Her deep breathing turned into loud moans and Gene nudged her panties aside, slipping his fingers into the leg. He slid two fingers inside her and hooked them upwards. Judy wrapped her arms around his back and dug her nails into his shoulder blades as his fingers penetrated her, bringing her to the cusp of orgasm. His lips rested on the warm skin of her neck as she neared closer and closer to her climax. Gene pressed his thumb against her clit and suddenly his fingers were met with a silky warmth as she contracted around him. Pulling his finger out, he licked it before lowering his mouth to hers. She inhaled deeply before their lips met and she kissed him eagerly. 

“I’ve been craving the taste of you on my lips…” Judy whispered sensually as she rolled him over. The look in her eyes was animalistic

Gene rested his head back as Judy unbuttoned his shorts and reached inside for him. His hardness was aching to be released and she immediately took him in her mouth. Her full lips wrapped around the head before slowly lowering to the base. She lovingly caressed his thighs as her sucks became more vigorous. Gene moaned deeply and ran his fingers through her long curled hair. 

“Oh my God, Judy…” He purred as he felt himself hit the back of her throat. 

He took her hands and pulled her up, fearing that if she continued he would accidentally release in her mouth. While that thought excited him beyond belief, he was aching to be inside of her again. He lifted her up off the bed and she wrapped her legs around his waist. Falling into the wall, Judy gasped. He lowered her onto his hardened shaft and she moaned as he filled her. He bounced her on him as he buried his face in her neck. Judy turned her head to the side and noticed a full length mirror on the wall adjacent to them. Watching him make love to her both heightened her pleasure and caused a momentary wave of guilt to wash over her. She opted to look away, bowing her head onto his shoulder. Gene tightened his grip on her and moved her away from the wall. Without pulling out, he lowered her on to the bed and continued his rhythm inside her, this time towering over her. He bunched her hair in his fists and gritted his teeth as his orgasm shot through his body, releasing inside of her. 

The next morning, Gene woke from the sound of rain falling against the window. Rolling over, he found Judy still sleeping on her back with her head turned to the side and hand up by her face. Gene smiled at the sight of her, they rarely if ever woke up together and in that moment, he was beginning to fantasize about a life with her as not only his lover but his wife. Leaning in, he kissed her shoulder and slowly pulled the sheet down over her torso, exposing her beautiful breasts. The feel of the sheet running over her skin hardened her nipples and she began to stir. Lightly cupping her breast in one hand, he lowered his mouth to the other and kissed the erect peak softly before embracing it with his lips. Suddenly he felt Judy’s fingers run through his hair and a delicate moan escaped her lips. 

“I love your breasts.” Gene murmured as he traced the curve of them with his middle finger. 

“Mmmm, good morning to you too.” Judy purred sleepily. 

Gene crawled on top of her and kissed her, lingering his tongue over her bottom lip. 

“I love waking up with you.” He whispered. 

“Don’t do that.” 

Gene pulled back. 

“Don’t do what?” 

“Say that.” 


“‘Cause… Because you’re going to fall in love with me.” She said, her lips curling into a half smile. 

“Oh I am, huh?” He replied, raising his eyebrows. 

“Yes, and we can’t have that.” 

Judy tried to get out from underneath him to get up but Gene held her down and began tickling her sides, causing her to laugh hysterically. 

“Quit it!” She shrieked, trying to slap his hands away. 

Gene eventually ceased tickling her and brought his hand up to her face, cradling her cheek. He stared intently into her eyes and began to realize that her warning to not fall in love with her had come a little too late. Leaning in, he kissed her again. He felt Judy’s tongue slide gracefully into his mouth as her fingers ran up his spine, tracing each groove in his muscled back until she reached the nape of his neck. 

“What should we do today?” She moaned, feeling him harden against her. 

“It’s pretty rainy… I’d say it’s the perfect weather to stay in bed,” 

“All day?” 

“Well, until we have to catch the boat, yeah…”

He parted her legs and pushed himself inside her. Judy tensed and her mouth opened in pleasure. Judy wrapped her legs around his waist and lifted her head into his neck, smelling the faint sandalwood scent of his cologne. Clenching her hands in his, he eased in and out of her, not stopping until he filled her. 

“Good morning.” Gene panted. 

Judy giggled and traced her thumb over his scar before sliding it to his bottom lip. 

“Good morning.” 

Gene collapsed into her, resting his head on her chest. He could hear her heart beating against his ear and he smiled. Once he caught his breath, he kissed her again before getting up. He slid on his boxers and Judy lifted herself onto her elbow, staring at him. 

“It’s a little late to be modest, isn’t it?” 

Gene smirked and sighed laughingly. He went into the bathroom to clean himself up and brush his teeth. Looking around, he realized he forgot toothpaste. He saw Judy’s toiletry bag sitting on the edge of the sink and he opened it, trying to find hers. Rummaging through it, he found a small pill case. He popped the lid off and his heart felt heavy. A handful of small white tablets stared back at him and he knew exactly what they were. His face went hot and he put the pills back in her bag when her voice startled him.

“Darling, I’m feeling rather famished. Should we order breakfast?” 

“Wh—, whatever you want.” He yelled from the bathroom. 

When he went back in to the bedroom, Judy was seated leaning against the headboard with the sheet pulled up covering her chest. Gene looked at her and was all of a sudden unable to hide his frustration. 

“What’s the matter?”

“When did you start taking pills again?” He asked abruptly, clenching his jaw. 

“Excuse me?” 

“You brought pills on our vacation. Why?” 

“What are you doing going through my stuff?!” She shouted, lurching forward on the bed. 

“I forgot my damn toothpaste, I was looking for yours and I found them! I thought you were done with those! Why are you still taking them and more importantly, why do you feel the need to take them now when you’re no where near the studio?!” 

Judy didn’t answer, instead she bowed her head. Gene sat on the edge of the bed and took her hand. 

“Please, Judy… Talk to me. You can trust me.” 

“Trust you? Why would I do that? You’re a married man cheating on his wife!” Judy blurted, trying to take the heat off of her. 

Her comment sent Gene over the edge and he leapt from the bed. 

“Don’t you fucking dare do that to me!” He yelled. 

“Why do you care, Gene?! Why do you care what I do or why I’m taking them. You’re not my husband! I’m just a woman you’re screwing on the side.” 

She reached across the bedside table and pulled a cigarette out. She lit it and took a long drag when Gene darted towards her and ripped it from her mouth, slamming it into the ash tray. 

“What did you just say?” He hissed. 

“I said I’m just a woman you’re screwing on the side.” She replied, reaching for another cigarette.

“Is that what you think you are to me?” 

“I don’t care what you think, that is what I am, Gene. Nothing more.” 

Gene turned around and slammed his fist into the wall so hard, it shook the whole room. 

“How can you think that of yourself?! How can you possibly think that after all this time we’ve spent together that all you are to me is a good fuck.” He paused. “I care because I’m… I care because I love you, alright? I’m in love with you.”

“No, you’re not, Gene.” 

“Yes, I am.” 

“NO! YOU’RE NOT! Hand me my dress.” 


“I said hand me my fucking dress!” 

Gene grabbed her dress hanging over the chair and threw it on the bed. He gritted his teeth and trembled as he pulled his t-shirt and shorts on. 

“I’ll see you at the boat.” He said, grabbing his bag. 

He stormed out and the sound of the door slamming startled Judy. Her heart was beating quicker than it ever had as her eyes filled and she sat on the bed, lost in every sense of the word. 

They boarded the ferry and didn’t speak a word to each other the entire way back. Once it docked and the gates lifted, Judy walked off quickly and Gene chased behind her. 

“I’ll see you around.” Judy shouted without turning around. 

Gene walked faster and caught up to her, pulling her arm back. 

“I’ll see you around? That’s it?” 

“I don’t know what you want me to say…” She murmured. 

“Let me drive you home.” 


“Yes, come on. You’re a mess. Let me just make sure you get home ok. You don’t have to say anything to me.”

Judy reluctantly agreed and allowed him to take her home. The drive was completely silent, no words were exchanged, only the occasional the glance. When they approached her street, Gene pulled over and put the car in park. Judy’s eyes were swollen from crying and she struggled to speak. 

“I started taking them… About a month ago.” She said, breaking the silence. 

Gene looked up at her, hanging on to every word she spoke. 

“When I signed my new contract with the studio, it felt like I was being sent to my execution. Medication was the only thing I knew that could take away my pain and anxiety. So I—, I turned to them. I didn’t want to but I felt I had no choice. Getting up every day is a struggle. Living each day of my life is a struggle. Do you know what that’s like? To wake up each and every morning wishing that you hadn’t? What started out as one or two pills to help me get through that has turned into a frightening dependency and I can’t do a god damn thing to stop it… I don’t know how.” She sobbed.

“But in this world of agony that I’m living, the only thing that makes me hold on, that keeps me going to work every day is knowing that I’m going to see you… Because I do love you.” She lowered her head and stared at her lap, unable to look at him any longer. 

“I’m fucked up, Gene. Like you said, I’m a mess and I understand if you want to end whatever it is you and I have going on between us.” 

Gene cradled the back of her neck and without hesitation, placed his lips softly on hers. He could feel Judy breathe a sigh of relief when he kissed her. 

“Say that again…” He whispered without breaking from her mouth. 

“Say what?”

“That you love me.” 

Judy opened her eyes and gazed at him tenderly. 

“I love you.” 

"That's all I needed to hear." Gene replied smiling softly. "I don't know what you're going through but if it's true that I keep you hanging on even just by a little bit then I don't intend on going anywhere. I need you desperately to believe that you mean more to me than just sex. I've loved you since the moment I laid eyes on you... Our physical relationship may be new but my feelings for you aren't. Every time I kiss you, every time I touch you, every time I see you, Judy... I fall more in love. That scares the hell out of me and I know it scares you too but nothing will deter me from being with you not even an illness. I'm too involved now. I'm not giving up on you and if you let me help you... I know we can get through this together." 

Gene leaned forward and kissed her again, feeling her tears fall against his cheek. 



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