26

The next few days passed by quickly, and relatively normally. Mike tried to keep himself occupied, working out and running with Emma when his bruises had healed enough. Normal enough, all things considered. Sarah kept trying to seduce him, wearing low cut tops and her magic sex apron that he found so damn alluring. He had to keep finding excuses to keep her greedy little sex starved fingers off of him, which, of course, only seem to encourage her to pursue him more aggressively. Emma was strangely quiet around him. She wasn't rude, or indifferent, but not her usual self. Then again, she'd never been very talkative, so it didn't really bother him.

Every night, Danni would come into his room when he went to bed and curl up next to him. They kissed each other tenderly for a few minutes every night as they were falling asleep, waking up embracing each other again and kissing for a few minutes every morning. They'd lay there for as long as they could each morning before they heard the others in the house stirring.

It never strayed beyond gentle kissing, tongues entwined in embrace. He didn't get embarrassed when he got aroused, or when he awoke that way, and she never indicated that she noticed, unless it was to gently push it out of her stomach or hip. Mike didn't remember the last time he'd felt so relaxed, as when he woke up next to her.

Friday came and Mike loaded the small army of luggage into the back of his truck, the girls piling into Emma's car for the trip to the Airport. The flight down was uneventful, save for Sarah trying to convince her brother to join the Mile High Club somewhere over the Gulf of Mexico. Mike gently admonished her that she'd just have to work things out herself, drawing a pout from her pretty face. Of course he could tell that she'd just redouble her efforts when they got to the island.

After landing and catching a cab to their bungalows, they finally settled in and were already pestering Mike about their surprises. They had two small bungalows, each with two beds. Beth and Sarah would share one, much to Sarah's disappointment. Mike and Danni would share a bed in another, her having been sleeping with him since her salvation, with Emma occupying the second.

They all met in Mike's room and he finally let them in on the surprises, well, one of them at least. He'd arranged a special trip for each of them, something that each of his sisters would love, or so he hoped. He didn't tell them what they were going to do, but assured them they'd love them. The first thing they'd get was a full body massage and spa treatment, to work out all the knots and worries from the trip.

His sisters, squealing in excitement, headed off for the spa. Mike decided to catch a few winks. He dreamed a pleasant, boob filled dream. Sometimes they took the shape of Beth's perfect tits, or his twin's small breasts, or Sarah attacking him with hers, or even Danni nestling hers softly up against his chest.

"Ah... boobs."

He awoke hearing their voices and quickly hid his erection. A voice whispered in his ear as his eyes struggled to open and start working, "It was tenting up when we came in." Sarah giggled as she leaned over her brother. "We all stopped and looked at each other and had to shush each other not to laugh and wake you up, it was adorable. Which one of us were you dreaming about?"

Mike, finally able to hold his head up looked around the room. His sisters looked very relaxed and happy. They weren't looking at him but would giggle softly, chatting amongst themselves. "Take your pick," Mike said, trying to put his embarrassment behind him.

Emma came over and sat down on his lap suddenly. "So when do I get my surprise," she said, pouting innocently and batting her eyelashes at him.

"Shove it in"

'Again, not helping,' he mentally muttered. He could feel the tip of his dick pressing up against her pelvic bone, and she shifted, sliding him gently between her legs up the front of her vagina.

His face twitched in embarrassment, but the look on her face then conveyed all he needed to know. She obviously knew he was aroused, and it didn't bother her. He felt himself relax.

"You hardly ever listen to me," the voice sounded like it was pouting.

He chuckled and gave her a kiss on her cheek. "Well, there a few spectacular golf courses, I thought..." Emma scowled at him, knowing the he knew full well that she loathed golf.

Seeing the look of mayhem on her face, he quickly put his hands up and began to backpedal. "Just kidding, just kidding."

"We'll get to the rest of the surprise excursions tomorrow," he assured her, giving her a peck on the cheek. As his lips neared her cheek, she turned suddenly and their lips pressed together, briefly. She jumped off his lap and went over to the table, a mischievous smile on her face.

"Tonight, I thought you would like to go eat somewhere, there's a wonderful seafood restaurant not too far away, easily in walking distance." Sarah's eyes lit up. Seafood was her absolute favorite, something you couldn't easily get in the middle of Texas, unless you counted Red Lobster, which she usually didn't.

Sarah looked like she would tackle him and start going at it right there and then, but she contained her excitement. She absolutely adored seafood, and she was determined to pay her brother back for taking the helm and planning every detail of their vacation.

"Sounds great, but I doubt it will be better than anything Beth could make," Danni said, smiling at her sister.

Beth returned the smile with a 'Yeah, whatever' look on her face.

"Don't worry, I've got something planned for each of you."

They went to dinner that evening and Sarah absolutely relished dinner. Crab, and various types of ocean fish and rare foods filled the table, and they ate and drank until they were full.

"So how was your first day?" Mike asked Beth.

She smiled as she glanced up from her plate.

"That's so good," she said, indicating the plate of seafood in front of her. "That full body massage was sooooo relaxing," she said with a smile and a twinkle in her eyes.

Mike, feeling playful, leaned over and quietly asked, "So did they give you the happy ending I paid for?"

Beth, actually getting the joke for once, giggled at him and threw a crab leg. "Yes," she said, drawing a burst of laughter from the table. It obviously hadn't been true, but the mirth at the table made him feel good. He'd really wanted this vacation to turn out great, and so far it looked like it would. They retired early that evening, electing to start early in the morning, Mike promising that the day would be filled with stuff to do.

Later that evening, Mike lay down on the bed in his room staring out at the Caribbean, the sun was setting and a blaze of gold refracted off the water. Emma was sitting on her bed, looking out at the same view. "Beautiful isn't it?" she asked.

Mike rolled over and looked back at her, just staring at her for a few seconds. "Yes," he said simply, smiling slowly. He saw her begin to blush in the pale light and lower her eyes in modesty, a smile brightening her face.