Dinner.

Even though the restaurant at Sybaris was top notch it did get a bit tiring with all the creepy old men leer at the eight women, with a few brave enough to approach our table to hit on one of the girls before Bill and I stood up to scare them away. We decided to hire a minibus to take us down the road to Il Giardino Restaurant that overlooked the ocean. We hadn't planned on flying all the way to Jamaica to eat Italian food but it was great! The staff were fantastic, setting us up with a table on the patio to give us an amazing view of the beach. While we waited for our food to arrive we chatted over wine to learn more about each other.

The twins worked as waitresses at The Bellagio in Las Vegas and hoped to get their break as social media celebrities (we all followed them on their various social media platform (some I had never heard of before)).

Brooklyn was a nurse and Daniela was an office manager. Both decided to fly out to Jamaica to relax from their highly stressful jobs but chose Sybaris because they wanted to get laid. The girls smiled at Bill and me, thanking us for the amazing sex.

Katsumi, a HR manager, and Julia, an accountant, thanked us as well for the amazing sex. They wanted to experience having sex with other men before they got married and had no regrets.

Emma offered all of the girls a discount at her lingerie store should any of them ever visit our city. The girls all accepted her generous offer with a toast.

Sam just smiled and drank her water. I leaned over to give her a kiss. "What was that for?"

"For letting come here," I replied.

"And letting you have sex with six beautiful women?"

"Yes," I nodded, "but maybe more if we meet some the rest of the week."

I got punched in the arm by her. "You're getting greedy!"

"It'll be last opportunity to sow my oats before the baby is born," I whispered.

She rolled her eyes. "You have until end of the week and that's it."

"I love you," I smiled and kissed her again.

"I know," she smiled.

When the food finally arrived we all cheered and the girls let out almost erotic moans of appreciation after taking bites of the food.

"So what's for dessert?" I asked after taking the last bite of my lasagna.

The girls all looked at each silently and then giggled.

"I guess we'll take the dessert to go!" Bill grinned.