And He Called It Research

"I'll pick you up at the dayroom at five thirty."

"I'll be there, and again thank you for being my hero."

"I'm glad I could be there for you. See you soon," and he stood up and went out.

Della was smiling the whole time and she said, "Now isn't he about handsome and sweet."

"He really is my hero right along with you and Keith."

"We're just your average super heroes," and she smiled again.

"Would I hurt the feelings of my super heroes if I were to go back and just take a long walk alone?"

"Of course not. You know where to find us if you need anything."

"What I feel like I need is," and she leaned closer to them and whispered, "I know it's still morning but what I really need is a stiff drink and a good and thorough screwing," and then she smiled and walked out leaving her friends sitting there and looking at each other.

Then Della kissed Keith's cheek and said, "No you can't help her."

"Not even once?" he asked her and then kissed her cheek in return.

Ann went back to her cottage and spent an hour writing in her journal, reread what she wrote, edited it and then wrote even more. She could walk the beach later, but now was a good time for her to put down her true feelings and not worry about Boyd seeing what she typed on the computer.

While she was doing that, Mac told Didi, "I invited one of the guests from Tropic Treat to join us for dinner."

"Really? That's something new, anything I should know?"

Lois was right there so he told her, "Um, let's just say she's in need of getting away from her cottage."

"And her roommate?"

Mac looked at his watch and said, "Her roommate is on his way back to the states." That caught Didi off guard, so she just stared at Mac for a few seconds. "Without getting into it too deeply, we had a minor situation so he had to leave." She knew it wasn't minor, because they had never evicted a guest from the island before.

Didi had questions but they would have to wait until they were alone, so she just said, "Okay, I'll have Mark bring us dinner at...what time?"

"Make it six."

Chapter Fifty One

The nine remaining guests at Tropic Treat went back to their cottages after breakfast, and Jeremy, with his insides in turmoil told Brandi, "We have to talk about something."

"Boyd by any chance?"

"Not him, me. Remember when you told me to go out and talk to Della and flirt with her?"

"Of course I remember, and then I went for my massage."

"Della and I went for a walk."

"Just the two of you?"

"Yes and I don't remember seeing anybody else on the beach right then. We walked and talked and we were getting along great, but with nudity as our constant companion, conversation would wander into the area of sex or lovemaking."

"And I suppose you told her all the intimate details our love life."

"Stop interrupting, and no I didn't do that. We ended up with our arms around each other's waist and..."

"And you two screwed on the beach."

"Yes."

She instantly thought of being with Keith, but she still got angry and told him, "Damn it Jeremy how could you do that?"

"Well think about it. This damn island is getting to me. The setting is awesome and I'm surrounded by desirable and naked women. We're all friends and Della and I get along great with each other. I know what I did was wrong, but at least I'm confessing to you."

"So what do you plan to do now?"

"What do you mean?"

"Try for Ann and Margo and Ava?"

"Of course not, and I'll try to keep away from situations like our walk."

She took a deep breath and said, "I'm going to write in my journal and try to settle down, so stay out of trouble."

"I will. I'll just go sit in the shade until you're done."

"You could write in yours you know."

"I did that last night after you fell asleep."

Keith and Della each in turn spent time adding to their journals and saved them to their flash drive. Despite all that had happened, Keith's conscience was chewing on him and he knew he had to tell Della about what he and Brandi had done. "Della, we need to...come sit next to me because I need to tell you something." She knew he was serious, but she couldn't imagine what he had to say, but she had something to confess to him. He took her hand in his and started by saying, "First and foremost, I love you so very much." That phrase alone gave her an idea what was coming. "The other day when Brandi came in while I was watching a movie...I...Brandi and I made love." He was surprised when she just sat there staring at him and not tearing into him. "Honey it just happened. I had no intention of anything happening and I'm sure she didn't either. We just talked and our conversation became more personal and then intimate and then...and then it happened."

Della wiped her eyes and looked at their joined hands as she asked him, "Do you see you two being together again?"

"No."

"Was she good?"

"Della, could we skip past that part?"

"I think we should talk about all of it."

"Okay, then yes, she was a very good lover. Of course the newness and the sudden passion because that damn movie put us in that situation, played a big part in how things turned out. And you know how intense she can be sometimes."

"I do know, and that passion sometimes comes out in the wrong way and that's when she and Jeremy get into those fights."

"That's right."

"So now, with all of us naked, you'll be able to see her just as you saw her that day."

"That's right too. Honey I'm surprised that you're dealing with this so well."

She leaned back and looked up at the ceiling and said, "That's only because Jeremy and I did the same thing while you were at the swimming pool after going public without your skirt. And like you and Brandi, it just happened. I don't even know how or why, because I'm not love starved and I wasn't feeling down or vulnerable. We just walked and talked and...and we lost control. Believe it or not it was Brandi's idea for Jeremy to come talk to me and then she went off to...I think it was the spa." Keith remembered Brandi saying she was going to have Jeremy flirt with Della, but he was sure that she hadn't meant for them to make love. He had to talk to her again

"So was Jeremy good?"

"Yes. It was...how far do you want to get into this?"

"The more we confess the less chance there will be of something being said later that could hurt."

"He was so different than you. I mean his build and...and his cock. Everything was different. Not better at all, but so different."

"So where do we go with this?"

"Honey, I have no idea, except, we can't continue to do things behind each other's back."

"You're right, that won't work, so I guess we won't be doing anything like that again, because I don't think either of us would do well watching the other make love to somebody else."

"That's true, but maybe we could, well say flirt or tease or something, I don't know. We're all naked and will be together like this for the next week or whatever."

"Temptation will be all around us, especially now that both of us know the other has strayed."

"We can't come to terms with this in a matter of minutes or by sitting here, so we're just going to have to trust each other and take it all one step at a time."

She smiled and said, "Maybe you and I should take our own walk down the beach."

"Maybe so" and they fell into each other's arms.

They came out of their cottage and waved at Jeremy and that's when Jeremy jumped up and walked over to them. He looked at Della and then said, "Keith, I need to talk to you about something."

Keith just said, "Della just told me about you and her and the walk."

"I'm really sorry, I...I'm not sure what happened."

"Thanks. It's the same for me and Brandi. We were just sitting in the dayroom and we both exploded." Jeremy's mouth didn't even close as he stared at Keith.

Della put her hand to her mouth and said, "Oh no, she didn't tell you did she."

"No."

"I'm sorry, that was not a nice way for you to find out."

"Thanks, but I think I better go in and close the door before we talk about that. Enjoy your walk, but I'd like to talk to both of you later if I could."

"Of course, we'll only be gone an hour or so."

"Okay," and he almost ran back into his cottage and closed the door firmly. It was a little while before the door opened again and he stood in the doorway as he said in a surprisingly soft voice, "Don't ever try to come down on me again for something you've done yourself. Ask me, but don't accuse me of anything until you have all of the facts and you can prove them. Then we'll talk. No more shouting and trying to dominate me."

"Jeremy, I am sorry. I know I should have told you, but I lashed out and didn't stop to think about what I'd done with Keith."

"So I forgive you and you forgive me, and that's where we have to start right?"

"Will you make love to her again?"

"I don't know, and what about you and Keith? Would you like him inside of you again?"

"You could have phrased that a little more delicately."

"We have to tell it like it is Brandi."

"To answer your question, all I can say is probably not."

"Okay, at least I feel like you're being honest with me."

"I am being honest with you."

Scotty was close enough to hear almost every word of the last part of their conversation, but he stayed away until later when he saw both of them come out of the cottage. He and Ava walked over to them and he said, "Listen, Ava and I heard most of everything and we just wanted to be sure you two are okay."

Jeremy smiled and looking at naked Ava he said, "How can any of us be okay? I made love to Della, and Brandi was with Keith, and now here I am gawking at your naked and sexy wife. Our lives...the lives of all nine of us are turned upside down and inside out, but yeah we're okay, or we will be."

"You're right about being here, we're in the thick of temptation every minute of the day, and Ava and I aren't immune to it either, and we've had some late night conversations about a lot of things and about all of us."

"Speaking of all of us," Ava said, "Have either of you seen Ann?"

"No we haven't, maybe we should check on her."

Brandi walked away saying, "I'll go check on her."

Ava moved over to Jeremy and asked him, "Did you really make love to Della?"

He smiled without meaning to and said, "I did. We went on an innocent walk down the beach."

"And the walk became anything but innocent."

"I know better, but it was almost like we were both looking for an excuse. We didn't get more than half a mile down the beach. I can remember every detail and still I can't explain it or understand it."

"That was quick and I'll bet Brandi didn't handle that very well."

He smiled again and said, "She didn't, but then I learned that she and Keith had shared some carnal pleasures in the dayroom, so her near tantrum lost all of it's steam.."

"No, really? In the dayroom in plain sight?"

"In plain sight. Again, very quick and intense as near as I could tell."

"I found her," Brandi called over to them, and added, "But she won't come with us. She thinks she'll just be in the way."

"You're being surprisingly calm about this."

"We're still working it out."

"I'll go talk to her," and Scotty walked toward Ann's cottage.

Ava smiled and told Della, "There goes Scotty to the rescue and he'll stick to her like glue."

"You don't seem to mind."

Ava smiled and said, "Well if he said he was taking her off someplace I'd have something to say, but I'm not worried."

"I better tell you about what Keith and I did." Ava listened closely and a minute later her eyes were unblinking as she heard the last part of Della's story.

"Oh my god, so they could be in there screwing."

"We've all reached the point where that could happen. Me and Scotty, or you and Keith or Jeremy. But I doubt that Scotty and Ann are doing anything other than getting to know each other a lot better."

Chapter Fifty Two

Francine saw Calvin standing in the shade and staring out across the ocean, so she told Misty, "Poor Calvin looks about half lost. I'm going to go talk to him and see how he's doing."

"Okay, I'm going for a walk with Dale. Let me know about Calvin at dinner."

Then Francine smiled and said, "Yes, and let me know all about Dale too," and they smiled at each other before Misty turned and headed for the Staghorn Coral cottage and Dale.

Francine eased up next to Calvin's side and slipping her arm around his waist she asked him, "Are you doing okay Cal?"

He pulled his eyes from the sea and looking at tall Francine he smiled and said, "I think so."

"That doesn't sound very convincing, care to share with me?"

"I can't even sort it out myself. I'm okay though."

"Cal, you and I have known each other for almost five years so I think we can talk openly with each other."

"It's this damn island. I thought I was doing pretty good, but for whatever reason when I got up this morning I didn't know who or what I am."

"I can help a little. You're a great guy with a big heart. You're smart and good at what you do. You're handsome and charming, but so shy."

He pulled her closer to him and said, "Thank you. That really does help me, but you surprise me too."

"Now why is that? I'm sure you've had women tell you those things before."

"No."

"Now I'm serious."

His smile slipped away as he said, "So am I. But that's just part of what I've been thinking about."

Francine was only a couple of inches shorter than Calvin, so when she stepped in front of him and put her arms around him it was easy for her to kiss his cheek.

He found a smile for her and told her, "Now this is exactly what has me so mixed up."

"I have all the time in the world Cal, so talk to me."

"Before coming here could you ever see yourself being naked in front of all of your friends? Would you ever have thought even in your wildest and most private dreams that you would or even could look at me while I'm naked? Let alone being naked yourself, and us standing here with our arms around each other. I guess I'm having a relapse, because I thought I had adjusted to all that we have experienced."

"Calvin, I don't think I could ever just accept what we're sharing and go on like nothing unusual happened. I like it believe it or not, but I'm not even close to being well adjusted to this place."

"For months...in fact for over a year our little group has met at your place and we've all talked. We've self ministered in a way I guess, and shared so many thoughts and discussions. I never really cared for church, but I've always looked forward to our group discussions." Then he looked into her eyes and said, "But now I'll never be able to look at you again and not remember standing here and looking into your pretty brown eyes and feeling your sweet breasts against my chest. Fran, I could never have dreamed that I could even say those things to you."

She didn't look down, but she could feel his erection pressing against her and that urged her to kiss him. Calvin lost his virginity to Didi, but Fran's kiss shook him to the core and he responded eagerly. Francine broke the kiss and then said, "Oh Calvin, you could be dangerous to be around."

His world was swirling, but he put his hand on her ass and told her, "I've watched you so many times. The way you walk, how you comb your fingers through your hair and...sorry, I shouldn't say those things to you."

"I love hearing you tell me tell me sweet words like that."

"But you're married."

"I am and I do love Harold and I'll go home to him, but that doesn't mean you can't talk to me and compliment me. I like feeling your arms around me and mine around you. I like feeling you pressing..." and she reached down and felt his cock. "Oh my god Calvin, you've been hiding a delicious secret from me," and she tried to wrap her fingers around his cock. She smiled and lowered herself until her eyes were close to his erection. He looked down and she kissed the tip and added her other hand as she worshipped him before she put her mouth over the tip, but Calvin was long and so thick that she couldn't come close to getting her thin fingers around him. She stood up and grabbing his hand she said, "Let's go to my cottage honey," and she was nearly pulling him along.

She took him straight to bed and they resumed kissing and he started to explore his married friend that he had stared at so many times. "Fran, forgive me for saying this, but I love your ass."

She smiled and told him, you're forgiven, and in fact any time you feel like you want to flatter me, please do. Even in front of Harold."

"No I couldn't do that and get you into trouble with him."

"You won't get me into trouble, because he'll know at least a lot about our vacation on this island of temptation. It won't hurt him a bit to realize that other men see me as a sexual being or maybe even sensual." They could talk all night if they chose to, but right then she wanted him inside of her, assuming she could take a cock that large. She almost smiled as she thought about what it would be like to find a cock as impressive as Calvin's and then discover that he was too big for her.

He had lost his virginity just days ago, and now he here he was in bed with his very good friend's wife. Francine was several years older than him, but that was a minor detail because she was exploding with passion. He stayed with her as long as he could, but he came and had to stop for a minute at least. He was still a near virgin and eager for more, but he finally had to stop and rest. Francine dropped to his side and lay motionless as she smiled at him and said, "Oh Cal, had we done this at home, I don't know how I could have looked at you later and not been all over you again."

He smiled and with his new found self confidence he said, "Had I known how it would be with you, there would have been no chance of me behaving if I found myself close to you."

They didn't hear her enter, and they were too involved in each other to notice her standing at the foot of the bed and smiling. "Don't mind me," she said and made no effort to look away from Cal's half soft and still large cock draped over his thigh. Francine turned to her back quickly and looked down at her roommate at the same time that Calvin looked down between his legs and stared back at her.

"Oh shit," Calvin managed to say.

Francine gave her a look of reproach and anger and asked, "Misty how long have you been staring at us?"

"Not long enough, I missed most of the action. Hi Cal."

He was getting better at controlling his fears so he looked at her and said, "Hi. You been out walking?"

"I was sitting in one of the lounges talking to Roger, but he left with Gloria."

Francine was pretty sure her fun was over so she sat up and asked Misty, "So what are you going to do?"

"Get something cold from the fridge and rest and cool down. I'm getting almost too tan so I'm staying out of the sun for awhile. Can I get you two something?"

"Not me, you Cal?"

"Yeah, anything your hand falls on Misty."

She retrieved the drinks and closed the fridge door, and Francine got up and headed for the bathroom. Misty sat on the bed and crossed her legs in front of her, handed a drink to Cal, and she tasted hers as he stared between her legs and at her open pussy. He still had Francine drying on his cock, but neither he nor Misty seemed to mind or even notice as she reached over and wrapped her hand around his cock as she said, "Very nice handsome, did Francine wear you out."

"Almost," but feeling her hand on him made him smile. Misty was within months of his age and the two of them had sat next to each other many times on Sundays as they enjoyed their round table talks. "Misty, I always knew that you looked damn good, but you look hot." Her bold bluster when she came in was just an act, and by that point she was back to herself. She smiled and sent her gaze up to his eyes, but her hand stayed with his cock.