Island Fever 4: Paradise - Chapter 07 - Sex Stories

Island Fever 4: Paradise - Chapter 07

... well as _Kaden withdrawal_. Remember, I was the parent of both babies - not one, like Kristanna and Pamela. What about my third child, yet-to-be-born Dani Grace and her mother, Amy? I figured that Amy must be elsewhere in the mansion right now. Perhaps she was spending time with Devon? Moments later, Pamela had Piper swaddled up in a blanket and was lovingly rocking her in her arms in a lounge chair, while Kristanna reclined on the bed. Her right pant leg pulled up to her thigh, Kristanna swatted hands and played with Kaden as Scarlett sat on the floor, examining her knee. Scarlett noted there was a moderate bruise, then applied more medication and changed the dressing, but promised us that Kristanna would be perfectly fine and healed up in no more than two to three days. That was reassuring news. Now even more tired and nearing exhaustion - hey, I am not near as young and energetic as I once was - I rested on the floor comforter. I found the most solace from none other than Lindsay, though, who sat beside me and offered my neck, shoulders, back and chest area a 15 minute massage that made a lot of those negative feelings just wash away. Her tender, loving hugs and gentle kisses were quite therapeutic as well. Lindsay could tell that I was not at my best. "Let's get you into the shower," Lindsay said to me, "then get some food into you. Amy made plenty of left-overs. After that, you're going straight to bed." "Honey, I'm not in the mood to play in the shower..." Lindsay ...

... gave me a good-natured smack upside the head, then giggled. "You think I want to get you into the shower for sex? I am going to scrub and wash you, Jeremy... that is all. You're dead on your feet after everything you did today." She stood up, then tugged at my arm. "Come on, let's get you cleaned up. It will make you feel much, much better." "Can I join in too, baby?" Pamela asked Lindsay, leaning forward in her chair while still clutching Piper close to her. "Would you mind me giving me a scrub-down, too?" "You're more than welcome to join," Lindsay smiled at her. "I'll keep an eye on Piper for you," Scarlett offered. I stood naked in the shower, my eyes closed, warm droplets from the overhead nozzle hitting my skin and forming billowing clouds of steam. I did not move a muscle, nor did I have to. As Lindsay stood just outside of the shower, with her sleeves rolled up and a pair of pink shorts on, scrubbing my neck with a hand-held foamer, Pamela was totally nude and on her knees in the stall with me, her own hands scouring the full length of each of my legs with a soapy washcloth. I should have known that Pamela would be aiding Lindsay in helping me freshen up, instead of receiving this royal treatment herself. "I bet you feel much better already," Lindsay swooned, dousing the top of my head with a heavy helping of shampoo. I sighed, but my eyes stayed closed, as she busily worked her fingers and weaved them across my scalp. Still on her knees in front of me, Pamela reached ...