They spent the rest of the day fucking.

Frank and Katy spent the rest of the day in his suite fucking -- they fucked in the bedroom, bathroom, kitchen, living room, and even the patio and they tried every position they knew and tried new ones they googled. They only had breaks to rehydrate and eat. Frank surprised her by turning down her suggestion for him to turn green the necklace of the beautiful, young brunette who had brought up their meals -- he was tempted but just wanted to be with her.

They both sensed that, even though they barely knew each other, there was something more to their special relationship. At first it was just unadulterated non-stop fucking but as the day wore on there was more intimacy -- soft caresses and passionate kissing.

"So when does your contract with the resort end?" Frank asked as they cuddled on the living room floor during a lull.

"One more month," Katy replied while she played with the hair on his chest.

"Great coincidence!" he chuckled.

"Yeah..." she sighed.

He knew that sigh from his years with his ex-wife and knew something was wrong but didn't want to ask her directly about it. "What do you plan to do once you're off the island?"

"Probably start my own practice."

"Where?"

"Maybe back in my hometown of Gary, Indiana..."

"What about California?"

"I don't know anyone there..."

"Sure you do," he chuckled. "Me!"

"Move there with you?"

"Sure, why not?" he shrugged. "I have big house -- but not as big as the one my ex-wife got -- and besides, I wouldn't mind having a personal physician to look after me if I fuck three hot girls in a sauna again!"

He feigned being hurt when she gave him a playful punch on the shoulder.

"Thank you," she whispered, kissed him, and got up to straddle him.

"So is that a yes?" he asked as she hovered her pussy over the tip of his erection.

"YES!" she screamed after slamming herself down, her cunt hungrily engulfing his cock.