Island Fever 4: Paradise - Chapter 02 - Sex Stories

Island Fever 4: Paradise - Chapter 02

... my mind, at least, that was the only thing that truly mattered. The ladies and I mostly kept to ourselves and did not preach or try to force our beliefs and ideals onto others, either. So why should others insist on telling us how to live? Still, the secrets that we had to keep - such as Scarlett not being able to let her co-workers know that she was now engaged to me because they had often seen me with others - was something that all of us to deal with on a daily basis. It was a drawback to our relationship, yes. But considering our level of happiness, I would say it was well worth it. * * * "Jeremy!" Amy protested about 40 minutes later, as she and I were in the main elevator at the hospital. "Jeremy, stop that! Someone is going to see us!" Try as I might, but I could not keep neither my eyes or my hands off of the lovely and captivating Amy. She looked absolutely adorable with a little blue camisole top on, but what caught my attention more than anything was the sassy, black miniskirt Amy wore. Made of pure leather, the miniskirt featured both front and back zippers, and had two rows of rivets and hooks adorning it. Amy may have been six months pregnant, but that certainly had not detoured her from wearing her patented, trademarked collection of miniskirts on a rather routine basis. In the elevator, I could not help myself but to first trail my hand down to that plump, picture-perfect ass of hers, and pat it through the leather fabric. Then, I was pulling the miniskirt ...

... upward, and reaching for her goods. Of course, my other hand was caressing her abdomen. "Jeremy, stop!" she giggled at me, as I was diddling away upon her sweet, little clitoris with a pair of curious fingers underneath her panties. The elevator was in motion, and about to reach the ground floor. "Jeremy, stop!" Indeed, once the elevator's door opened, there was an elderly couple waiting on the other side. Amy may have seemed somewhat flushed, but the man and woman were clueless on what we had been doing seconds earlier as Amy's miniskirt was back down and smoothed into place. "Let's go, sweetheart," I said to Amy, while looking and nodding at the couple in a friendly manner. They both smiled at us when I planted a kiss upon the side of Amy's head as we exited the elevator. "That was a nice lunch with Scarlett," Amy commented, as we then strolled down the long corridor toward the main lobby. "She just seems so busy and frantic whenever we come to see her here at the hospital. I feel sorry for her." "She has a very stressful job," I mused, before stifling a laugh. "Scarlett has to deal with female patients in painful labor on a daily basis. I remember how Kristanna was when she was here, and give birth to Kaden. Kristanna was downright mean and hateful at times that day." "It was because of the pain and pressure, the anxiety, of being in labor for so long," Amy defended her. "Oh, I know," I retorted. "I still find it funny, though. Krissy was going through such a rough time; she ...