Chapter 16: A New Year

I awoke this morning with two naked women snuggled on either side of me. Their heads rested on my shoulders. Breasts caressing my chest. One leg over each of mine. One of the women had my cock in her hand while the other woman cradled my balls.

Last night, the Reinhardt, Collins, and Moran families celebrated New Year’s Eve as a group.

Snuggled into me were the matriarchs of the family. Elizabeth (Liz) Reinhardt was on my left and Christine (Chrissy) Collins was on my right. Their vitality in the bedroom never ceased to amaze me. Liz and Chrissy were both 75 years old and I had to use all of my reserves to fully satisfy their sexual needs.

Today will be a second celebration. The Twain, Svenson, and Martinez families will be joining us to celebrate the first anniversary of our arrival in Paradise Islands.

I raised my head and craned my neck to see the clock on the nightstand. It was already 9 am and the anniversary party was to start at 1 pm. I pinched each of the lovely ladies butts and said, “Rise and shine ladies. We have work to do before the party this afternoon.”

Because the party was being held in the grandparents’ pod, house rules were in effect. Everyone was naked. Drinks and appetizers were available. The Grandparents were enjoying the tales of what had taken place over the last year.

About an hour into the party, Roger Collins asked for everyone’s attention.

“Three years ago, Hank and I came up with an idea. Like good husbands, we told our wives what we wanted to do to get their approval. We were tired of arcane state legislation and overly zealous church doctrine. And I have to admit that we were tired of paying 70% of our profit to federal, state, and local governments. Our idea was simple. Buy an uninhabited island in the Caribbean and build a hotel devoted to family love.

“In the military there is a saying that the best laid plans go to hell when the first shot is fired. The same thing happens in business. We planned to purchase one island and ended up buying five. We planned for one resort and ended up with three. We planned for one rectangular hotel and ended up with three domed communities.

“From the beginning, we didn’t want to be tied down supervising the construction of or management of the new resort. Our grandson James was the perfect person to oversee construction. Who better to fill this role than the man who designed it?

“That left us to find the perfect person to manage the resort. We put together a list of people to fill this position. Every time we discussed the list, we kept coming back to one name. A man who at an early age was forced to make decisions about his own future. A man who put himself through college. A man who served his country in the jungles of Southeast Asia. A man that has practiced about every lifestyle. A man who is a natural leader. And last, but not least, a man who was intelligent enough to marry Hank’s granddaughter.

“We gave Edward the challenge to hire the people that would be needed to bring our dream to fruition.

“As I stand here today, I see our dream fulfilled. It is time to turn over the reins of ownership of Paradise Islands. As of this moment, Edward and Ann Moran are the new owners of this resort.”

Silence engulfed the room as my team tried to digest what just occurred. Their eyes looked at me for answers. I shrugged my shoulders to say that I was just as bewildered as they were.

My wife broke the silence, saying, “Eddie and I will try to live up to the confidence you have bestowed on us.”

Her words were just enough to relieve the tension. In a snap of a finger, the women mobbed my wife with hugs and kisses. The men were shaking my hand and patting my back.

When the congratulations died down, I turned my attention to the grandparents. All four of them had smiles on their faces.

“I don’t know what to say,” I said. “All I can think of is Thank You.”

“Actually, we need to thank you Eddie,” Hank responded. “We thought that it would take five years to get to this point. You and your team exceeded the goals in one year. You have made Elizabeth and Christine very happy.”

“How did we make the grandmothers so happy?” my wife said.

Grandma Christine had her arms around Grandma Elizabeth, both of them jumping with joy. “Ann, Liz and I have had a special goal for a long time.”

Grandma Elizabeth said, “Your grandfathers have taken Chrissy and me to many beautiful and exotic places around the world. While we enjoyed those trips, there was always something missing. What was missing was time. We would fly into a location and spend a week or two and fly back home. We never had time to see everything we wanted to see or do anything we wanted to do.”

“And that is our fault,” Roger said. “Hank and I were so busy running our businesses that we didn’t have time to take care of our wives. But that ends today. We have purchased a 182-foot ocean going superyacht and we are going to use it to sail around the world.”

Once everyone got over their initial shock, the men cornered the grandfathers to talk about the superyacht while the women talked about all of the ports of call that the grandmothers wanted to visit.

It took several weeks for me to finally accept the fact that I was now the owner/operator of Paradise Resorts, and several months before I felt comfortable in this new position and its responsibilities. My wife and daughter kept me grounded and did not let my new title go to my head.

Ann was in the kitchen fixing dinner and I was sitting on the couch with piles of daily reports littering the coffee table when a pair of arms wrapped around my neck. Two firm breasts rubbed against my back.

“Daddy, can we talk?”

“Sure pumpkin. What do you want to talk about?”

Lizzy moved to sit beside me and said, “Gracie, Jose, Juan, and I have been talking about what we want to do now that we all have our GEDs.”

My wife snuggled into my left side and asked, “And what have you four ragamuffins decided?”

Lizzy didn’t hesitate before saying, “We love this island and the lifestyle it allows. We also love the resorts and how they allow others to participate freely in the lifestyle of their choice. And we want to ensure that the management of the resorts always stays within the family.

“So, the first thing we want to do is to learn to speak both Dutch and French since they are the two main languages of Saint Maarten and Saint Martin.

“Secondly, we want to enroll in the University of St. Martin to get our BAs in Resort Management. I am going to specialize in Administration, Gracie is going to specialize in Facility Maintenance, Jose will specialize in Accounting, and Juan will specialize in Security.”

Ann and I were ecstatic upon hearing our daughter’s decisions and promised to help her in any way possible.

My wife asked our daughter if there were any more decisions by the group.

“There is one more but Jose will have to be here to explain the third decision.”

I asked Lizzy, “When will that happen?”

“This evening if that is okay with you and Mom.”

Her mother and I nodded our heads and Lizzy made a mad dash for her bedroom.

I said, “You don’t think...”

My wife said, “I do think...”

“Should we make it easy for them or have some fun?”

“I definitely think we should have some fun!”

Lizzy came back into the room and said that Jose would be here in an hour.

It didn’t surprise me when twenty-five minutes later I saw Jose and Juan arrive at our front door. Through the glass, I saw Jose and Juan bump fists before Jose knocked on our door.

I invited him inside and while he was depositing his clothes in the basket by the door, I saw Juan knocking on the Svenson’s door. As I closed our door, I saw my wife giving Jose a chaste hug. Well, as chaste as possible as both Jose and my wife were naked. Ann’s hard nipples were boring into Jose’s chest at the same time as the base of his erect cock and his balls nestled against my wife’s pussy and clit.

They broke their embrace when I said, “Welcome to our house, Jose.”