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Recapitulation

... more fun and exciting with you here,” Cheryl explained. “That’s why you called?” Drew asked. “We tried it once. It was okay, but there were no fireworks like last night,” Micah said. “Well, we’re here. So, you can go ahead and try it, again. See if it’s any better,” Melissa suggested. Cheryl shook her head. “We decided we want to watch the two of you.” Melissa looked at Micah. “You want to watch the two of us?” she said, waving a finger between Drew and herself. Micah and Cheryl both nodded. “You sure?” Drew whispered to Cheryl. She squeezed his arm. “Yes. Afterward, you can watch the two of us.” Melissa shifted her gaze to Drew. “Want to get laid?” Drew released his hold on Cheryl. “Sounds like an idea.” “Thing is,” Melissa grinned at Cheryl, “They have to get us ready.” “What does that mean,” Micah asked. “Well, you have to get me naked,” she told him, “And Cheryl has to strip him and make sure he’s ready.” “I did that for you last night,” Micah protested. “No,” Melissa replied. “Originally, you got me naked so I could fuck you. Now, you need make me naked so Drew can fuck me.” Micah shook his head in wonder. “Where is the shy, delicate, polite woman I married?” he mused. “Honey, she’s still there. This is the real me. I’ve been hiding behind the veneer of that reserve you’ve seen. Still love me?” “I do,” he chuckled. “Maybe more than ever.” “Good. Now that I know you like it, you’ll be seeing more of the real Melissa. You can come strip me now so I can fuck Drew.” “Is ...

... this crazy?” Cheryl whispered to Drew as she stood in front of him unbuttoning the five buttons on the front of his shirt. “A little, maybe,” he replied, peeling off the robe she wore and revealing her nakedness. “Do you hate it?” “No,” she murmured, “Not really. It’s kind of naughty and exciting.” “You’ve changed, too, since we came to this island,” he noted as she stripped the shirt off his shoulders and began to attack the latch of his shorts. “Have I?” He nodded and hummed and affirmative, feeling her fingers touch him as she lowered his zipper. “I remember you telling me that you didn’t want to know. Now you’re stripping me so you can watch me with another woman.” “You mean because of Dana?” “Who’s Dana?” Melissa asked. “A woman back home who wants to screw Drew,” Cheryl said, concentrating on lowering Drew’s shorts to the floor. “So, did you let her?” “Not yet,” Cheryl replied. Melissa hummed an understanding response. She noticed that Drew had gone flaccid since they’d left the bar. “Honey, you’re going to have to suck him hard for me,” she instructed. From her kneeling position, Cheryl looked up into Drew’s eyes. He shrugged. “How submissive do I have to be for you to still love me?” Cheryl asked him. Drew’s face screwed into a surprised scowl. “Not at all,” he replied. “What made you think that you had to be submissive at all?” She took his member in her mouth and sucked it. She seemed eager, but released it after a few licks. “I’ve been ordered to strip you and then to ...