She was in shape, and not just from frequent hour-long fucks. She worked at it. From her sculptured shoulders to her firm breasts to her tiny waist to her magnificent legs, she was in shape. And showing it off was never a problem for her.
This holiday—a week-long stay in the Bahamas—offered plenty of opportunities to display herself. She was in heaven.
Amanda and Dan brought the kids this time. Kyra and Kevin were twins, the couple’s only children. Kyra was a spoiled, spitting image of her mother. Kevin was a little more reserved, allowing the other members of the family to grab the attention. But, at eighteen, they were able to entertain themselves on these trips, which pleased the partying parents.
If the parents only knew.
***
The family had connecting bedrooms in a small suite of their Nassau resort. Kyra and Kevin would have preferred a little more privacy, but it would do for a week. And the connecting door locked.
They all agreed to meet for dinner at six. The women were lovely, as usual, in their similarly styled sundresses. Spaghetti straps, swooping necklines and frilly hems never looked bad on the tall ladies. Tonight, with both of them obviously braless, men would have trouble deciding who to stare at.
“Are we all going back to the beach in the morning?” Amanda asked while the salads were served.
Kevin felt Kyra surreptitiously kick him in the shin. “Sure,” he answered, followed by a swift, evil stare in his sister’s direction.
“That would be great,” Kyra said with just a little too much enthusiasm. “Maybe we can find someplace a little more private.”
She looked at Kevin and grinned.
“Well, this is Nassau,” Amanda said, using her fork to push an onion to the side of her plate. “Privacy is at a premium.”
“Too bad,” Kyra sighed. Her mind was hard at work for the remainder of the meal.
When they returned to their room to change, Amanda wasted no time in pursuing the theme of the day.
“So did you get a good look? You should have been able to catch a nipple or two when she reached for something,” Amanda said.
“Will you stop already,” Kevin moaned, stripping off his shirt. “I’m not as…as…HOT for her as you think.”
“Well, did you?” Amanda asked nonchalantly.
“Yes.”
Amanda broke into thunderous laughter. When she was done, she said, “I have plans for you, brother. Big plans.”
The entire family was on the beach—a slightly more secluded beach on the advice of the resort concierge—by late morning. The sun was high and hot without a cloud in the sky. Amanda and Kyra sported new, but equally revealing, bikinis. Dan and Kevin would have had plenty to look at, even without the occasional beauty that walked passed in the surf.
At one point, Kyra and her father walked to a nearby bar, leaving Kevin and Amanda alone on their towels.
“Are you having a good time?” Amanda asked.
“Sure. I’m glad you let us come.” Kevin looked over at his Mom. She was on her back. She had untied the top of her bikini to let it ride low on her breasts.
She noticed his glance and felt a tinge of shame at the delight it gave her. “Your father and Kyra are going to some show or something tonight. It’ll just be us. Is there anything you want to do?”