Once we're airborn, I put my cast in Tom's lap. As I'm lifting my foot, I catch the young man sitting next to my husband staring at my toes, reddening. God, what is it with men and casts? I have to say that I'm amused by his reaction. Whenever he can, he steals a glance at my cast, not knowing that I'm aware of his interest. Just for effect, I decide to wiggle my toes and he reddens even more... Boy, I'm bad!

«Are you OK honey?» Tom asks with a smile, who has also noticed the young man's interest in my casted foot. «Just peachy sweetheart» I reply.

The plane ride goes by very fast and again, a wheelchair is waiting for me as we step out of the plane. We don't have to wait very long for our luggage and about 20 minues later, Tom and I are in a cab heading for our hotel. The weather is simply gorgeous and I can't wait to lay around the pool with a cool drink in my hand.

Our room is very nice and we have a great view of the ocean. I let myself fall on the bed, a bit tired by all this travelling. My knee is also a bit painful. Tom props up my foot on a pillow and starts unpacking. «Now that I think about it, having a broken leg isn't that bad. You know how I hate unpacking when we're on vacation...» I tell Tom with a wicked smile.

He turns around and walks toward the foot of the bed. «What did you just say?». «I said that...» I can't finished my sentence. My husband is now tickling the ball of my casted foot and I'm dying of laughter. «Ok, OK, I give up! I'm sorry baby...». Tom bends down and kisses each toe. His fingers linger on the bottom of my foot sending, as usual, a shiver down my spine.

«Why don't you keep that thought for tonight? I want to get some sun before dinner». I change my clothes for my new black bikini I bought last week. Using crutches has toned my shoulders and arms and I think I look good in this new outfit.

«Wow! You look absolutely gorgeous Jen! Better be careful, you'll probably give some poor man a heart attack dressed like this and with this cute pink cast on your ankle. Starting with me...». Tom rubs my shoulders and kisses my on the lips. «You keep this up and I won't be able to leave this room» I tell him panting. «Mmmm, now you're talking» he replies.

With a laugh, I hobble outside the room and head down for the pool. I find a loundge chair under the parasol. A few minutes later, Tom joins me. Carefully, he slips a pillow under my broken leg and ask a waiter to bring us two cold drinks. In the afternoon, I take a short nap while Tom dives into the pool. For dinner, we decide to stay in and eat at the hotel restaurant. It turned out to be a very good choice. Before going to sleep, Tom and I make love to the sounds of the waves crashing on the shore.

The next day, we agree to spend the day on the beach. I discover that crutching in the sand is a bit, actually very difficult, task. Tom wants to help me, but I decline, telling him that I can do it on my own. A few people stare at me but I don't care.

We finally find the perfect spot and Tom spreads both our towel on the hot sand. I sit on mine, careful not to let sand get into my cast. «Do you feel like testing the water?» Tom asks. «Very funny! I know I can get my cast wet, but I certainly won't hobble into the ocean. A bit too risky for me... ». «Who said anything about hobbling darling?».

Tom takes me in his arms and carries me into the ocean. I'm holding tight to his neck as he walks further and further in the water. The cool water feels good on my hot skin. After a few minutes, Tom takes me back to my towel. «Do you mind if I go back in there?». «Of course not. I brought a book with me so I'll catch up with my readind». I watch with loving eyes my husband running toward the water and diving head first into a big wave.

«What's that on your leg?». I turn around to face a cute little girl about six years old. «That's called a cast». «Why do you have a cast?». «Because I hurt my leg and it will make it feel better. What's your name?». «Rebecca. What's yours?». «I'm Jennifer. How...». «Well, there you are Becky. Please, don't bother that nice woman. I'm sorry about that. She just wandered off when I turned my back for a second» Becky's dad says to me.

«No problem. She's adorable. She was asking about my cast. I'm Jennifer by the way» I tell him extending my hand. «Glad to know you. I'm Dan. Are you here alone?». «No I'm with my husband. How about you?». «I'm here only with Becky. I'm divorced and I thought that spending time with my daughter might bring us closer. I'm staying at the Resort Hotel not far from here» Dan explains.

«What a coincidence! Tom and I are staying there too!». «Really? Listen, I know you probably want to be alone with your husband, but would the both of you like to have dinner with me tonight? Becky seems to like you...». The little girl is now sitting next to me, touching my cast. «All right, we'll join you. Thanks for the invitation».

I wave goodbye to the child and his dad and wonder how I will break up to Tom that we're having dinner with a total stranger. To my relief, Tom takes the news rather well when I explain the situation, but he makes me promise that it will be the only time he'll have to share me with another man on this vacation.

At six o'clock, we go back in the room and I pick up a sleeveless white dress for dinner. We meet Dan and Becky at the entrance of the restaurant and I introduce them to Tom. «Did you know that Jennifer has a cast on her leg? That's because she's hurt...» Becky says to Tom, happy to explain the situation to him. «Is she? Then I will take very good care of her, I promise». Reassured, she enters the restaurant, followed by the three of us.

Tom and Dan get along great. They have lots of things in common, staring with a love of baseball and motorcycles. I guess they share more than that since I've caught Dan glancing at my casted foot a few times during the evening.

Back in our room, Tom makes a startling revelation. «I thinks Dan likes you very much honey». «Well, I like him too. He seems like a very good father to Becky». «I mean that he likes you very much as a woman. I saw the way he was looking at you tonight...» Tom reflects with a hint of jealousy in his voice. «Come on Tom. Don't you think you're exagerating a bit? He was nice to me AND you. Anyway, we had dinner with him and that's it. I don't intend to see him again after tonight» I tell my husband.

It turned out I was wrong. At breakfast, we run into Dan and Becky and the little girl begs me to sit with them. Loving kids as I do (I told Tom the day before our wedding that I wanted six children), I let myself be talk into it.

The next two days, we try to avoid Dan the best we can. I feel bad for Becky because I can sense that the little girl needs a woman's presence, but her father is now giving me the creeps. Maybe what Tom said about him «liking» me has something to do with it, I don't know...

I'm enjoying myself tremendously in Jamaica. The fact that I'm now wearing a shorter, and let's not forget lighter, cast helps me forget that I have a broken leg. Well, almost... We went to a flea market where I bought some beautiful things and then, we had lunch in a small café that reminded us of the place we go to every week in Boston. We also rented a jetski and Tom took me for a ride on the ocean. My cast got wet, but with the sun and hot weather, it dried in an hour.

Back in our room, Tom decides to take a shower before going out to dinner. As soon as he steps in the bathroom, the phone rings. «Hi Jennifer, it's Dan. Listen, I'm sorry to bother you, but Becky isn't feeling well and she's asking for you. Can you come to my room and tuck her in? I know I'm asking a lot, but she would appreciate it». This request sounds kind of strange to me, but wanting to please Becky I agree. «Is Tom there with you?» Dan asks. «No, he's in the shower». «Well, no use in telling him where you're going, you'll be back in your room in no time».

I hang up and taking the small note pad beside the phone, I write to Tom that I'm going to see Becky. The hell with Dan, I want my husband to know where I am.

I grab my crutches and hobble outside the room. A few minutes later, I'm in Dan's room. «Hello? Dan, are you here?» I shout. «I'm in Becky's room Jennifer. Come on in» Dan yells back. I enter the child's room and I hear the door closing behind me. A little on edge, I notice that Becky's bed is empty... Two hands are now caressing my bare shoulders. «Dan, what are you doing? Where is Becky?». «Don't worry about my daughter. She's downstairs playing with her new friends. And I'm up here, with every intention of playing with my new friend... You are so beautiful Jennifer Bailey» Dan whispers in my ear.

Dan is blocking my way to the door and with my broken leg, I can forget about running him down. I try to reason with him. «Dan, please, let's just forget I was here. I won't say a word about it to anyone, promise. I love Tom and there is no way I will cheat on him. Please, let me go» I plead with Dan. «Tom doesn't have to know. It will be our little secret. Why don't you sit down on the bed. You must be tired standing there leaning on your crutches. Take a load off that beautiful leg of yours». Dan walks toward me and as I try to get away from him, I trip and fall on the bed. Dan sits next to me and puts his hand on my thigh. «You have such smooth skin Jennifer. I wanted to touch you ever since I laid eyes on you on that beach. You are the sexiest woman I've ever seen».

Holding on to my crutches, I try to think of a way out. I could hit him with a crutch, but it'll have to be a big blow in order for me to hobble quickly out of here without Dan catching me. There have been numerous times where I have felt helpless with my leg, but this is the worse. Unable to walk by myself, I feel so vulnerable right now... Tom, please get out of the shower and come to my rescue, I pray silently.