Set a trap

After only a few more seconds of consideration, Felicia had decided. Going to the beach and just hoping for good luck wouldn't get her anywhere, if she wanted to get even with DKM then she'd have to beat them at their own game. So, while her sisters were rubbing on sunscreen and packing their beach bags, she stood up. "Hey guys," she announced, clapping her hands together to get her sister's attention, "I have an idea." All three of them sighed in response.

"What? I haven't even said anything yet?" Felicia protested weakly.

"We can already tell your idea isn't going to involve us going to the beach," Sarah replied while still smearing sunscreen on her shoulders around her bikini straps.

"No, but it might involve meeting some more of those hunky DKM guys you love so much," Felicia answers, paying special attention to the blushes and poorly hidden smiles from Lisa and Beth as she speaks.

"And maybe if I were to meet one of them in person they could prove you all right about me just being lucky last night, screw my brains out too, and then I'd never be able to make fun of you for it again," she joked. As she spoke Felicia knew there was no chance of that but the possibility seemed to amuse her youngest siblings. With a quick look between each other they dropped their beach bags and turned to hear her out.

"Come on, you can even sunbathe while we do it," she continues, now just trying to convince the one hold out, Sarah. Sensing she was outnumbered she sighed and stopped spreading on her sunscreen. "Alright," she said, "What's your plan?" Felicia grinned now that all her sisters were onboard before taking a moment to hurriedly think of an actual plan. To be honest, she hadn't really thought she'd get this far.

"Well," she begins, already stalling for time, "I think what Beth said is right. They might come back. But we can't just sit inside and wait for them to knock, like ladies waiting for a suitor. No we have to be proactive." As Felicia spoke she felt like she was giving one of her dreaded board meetings at work, she even caught herself making the hand gestures with her thumb just sticking out of her fist. "We have to give them some pussy to chase," she continues, wishing she could speak like that in her meetings.

"We already gave them plenty of that last night," Lisa jokes, making Beth snort. "Sorry," she mutters when Sarah and Felicia glare at her again. "What I mean is," Felicia picks up from where she left off, "we have to give them some bait, something to lure them in. One of us." When she said that she glanced around to her sisters, expecting to see anxious or shocked faces. Instead, all three of them were blushing, biting their bottom lip, or otherwise barely concealing their excitement. "My sisters are sluts," she thought silently while rolling her eyes.

"Once they come to take the bait we lead them into the house, batting our eyelashes, twirling our hair and saying "Ooh Mr DKM I bet you've got such a big dick, please come give it to me in my bedroom", then when he's in we pounce!" Felicia announced emphatically, slamming her hands on the table as she spoke and even making her sisters jump. "We get what we need out of him, and then we kick him out and work on getting ****."

"Get what we need out of him?" Beth asked with a cocked eyebrow. "I mean information!" Felicia sighed in exasperation. "We're not pumping him for anything else," she explained as Lisa and Beth giggled. While her two youngest sisters were treating this like one big joke at least Sarah was taking it more seriously.

"So you want one of us to just stand on the curb like a hooker and proposition any guy that passes who looks like a frat bro?" She asks, incredulous.

"No, no," Felicia shook her head, "that would be way too obvious. They might be dumb frat boys but we need some subtlety. I was thinking something more like the bait would sunbathe in the front yard where they can see from the street. Then when he inevitably starts hitting on them they reel him in."

Her sisters thought for a moment, with Sarah absentmindedly drumming her fingers on the table. “Ok,” she eventually breaks her silence. “That could work.” Felicia pumped her fist triumphantly as Lisa and Beth nodded too. Her little impromptu presentation had worked, and she hadn’t even needed a PowerPoint.

"Okay, we've got a plan," Beth leaned on the table as she spoke, "but now, who gets to be bait?" Felicia couldn't help but to raise an eyebrow at the use of the word "gets" instead of "has" in her sisters sentence, but she pushes past that odd word choice to consider the question itself. Without meaning to brag all four of them were pretty hot stuff, especially in the bikinis they had packed for the trip. Each one of them brought something different to the table for taking on the role of bait.

Beth was the youngest and probably the cutest, with a little button nose and freckles across her cheeks. Lisa, not to be crude, had the nicest ass. A fact she was well aware of based on how she shook it and twerked in pretty much every club she visited. Sarah had the largest bust, DDs that had already hypnotized more than their fair share of boys. With the cleavage showing through her black bikini right now she could certainly do it again.

Felicia herself could be bait too, although she'd really planned to take on something of an overseer role. While she might not have been hotter than any of her sisters she was definitely still an attractive woman, something the DKM guys catcalling her had reinforced over the past couple days. She also had something important that she wasn't sure her sisters possessed anymore.

Maturity. Her sisters had already proven themselves weak and easily swayed by a hot guy with a big cock, could she really trust them to play it cool and follow the plan when another man fitting that description started flirting with them?

With all her sisters looking at her Felicia takes a deep breath in through her nose before making her decision.

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