by Dean Chills

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I should have known my new bride was up to something when she insisted we take our honeymoon alone on a cabin cruiser in the Caribbean. I wanted to go to Europe, but no, it had to be a cruise. 

I was the one who suggested we go snorkeling, and I was the one who initiated sex underwater. Little did I know that she was playing a far more serious game. Is she a “Black Widow,” soon to be single again? 

This short tale of underwater sex, near-drowning, and fun in the Caribbean sun includes heterosexual normal and manual sex and peril play.