They took a break.

"As much as I want to fuck you two again right now we should hydrate," Frank muttered, pushing himself up to see the lesbian couple still cuddling from the afterglow of their torrid threesome.

"You still want to fuck us?" Jenna asked, hoping he was worn out.

"I would fuck you until I leave the island, Red," Frank chuckled as he rolled himself off of the bed, "but there are still many other girls I have yet to fuck."

"How long are you going to be here for?" Sally wondered while she watched Frank head towards the bedroom door.

"A month," he replied nonchalantly.

"Holy shit," Jenna gasped. "He must be fucking loaded if he can stay here for a month!"

"Are you willing to be fucked by him for a month?" Sally asked.

"I would prefer not be fucked by any man," Jenna replied, "but I rather be fucked by him than some random creep."

"Agreed."

"Come on, girls, let's take a break," he yelled from the other room.

The girls obeyed his order and entered the kitchen where he had some glasses of water and the food he had ordered waiting on the counter.

"Drink some water and eat something," Frank stated. "There's some stuff in the fridge too."

"Can I ask you a question, Frank?" Jenna asked after taking a sip of water.

"What is it, Red?"

"Why are you here?"

"To fuck beautiful, young girls like you two," he chuckled.

"But you're rich! You can have any woman you want!"

"I was married for twenty-six years, Red, so I'm a bit rusty at the dating thing," Frank replied.

"So you're making up for all those years?" Sally wondered, taking a bite of her sandwich.

"Yeah," Frank shrugged. "I was faithful to her but she was the one cheated on me. I just want to sow my oats so to speak."

"So you're not looking to get married again?" Sally pressed.

Frank eyed her for a moment. "I never said that."

"Maybe you'll meet your future trophy wife on this island," Jenna giggled.

Frank stared the redhead for a moment. "Maybe I will," he shrugged, gulping down his glass of water. "And maybe you two will meet her later at lunchtime."

"What?!" the two girls squealed.

"Who is she?" Sally blurted out.

"How did you meet her?" Jenna asked.

"Like I said you two will meet her when she comes up for lunch," Frank chuckled. "Finish eating and we'll continue with our private party."

Frank knew that Jenna was taking her time eating because she was in no rush to be fucked again but he knew she was delaying the inevitable. He decided to play along and just get to know the girls he will be fucking for the rest of the day.

"You girls know why I'm here, so I want to know why you're here," he asked, taking large bite of his sandwich.

Sally looked at Jenna, who avoided eye contact by looking down at her untouched sandwich.

"We thought we were going to make easy money working as maids and hostesses at this resort," Sally answered. "But..."

"But you didn't read the contract?" Frank shook his head. "I hate reading contracts more than you but when you deal with multi-million dollar construction projects you read every single word."

"Construction projects?" Jenna asked.

Frank held up his huge callused hands. "Over thirty years in the business. Have my own company and made a lot of money that my ex-wife now has."

Sally took one of his hands and felt how rough the palm was. "For a big guy you're really gentle to us." Her mind briefly flashed back to her first day as a maid where she was gangbanged by several men.

"Women are soft and fragile," Frank said matter-of factly. "It's how I like them. Besides, I don't need to prove anything about my manhood."

Even though Jenna was not attracted to men she did admit he was ruggedly handsome and in great shape for a guy as old as her father. "So why us?"

Frank shrugged. "I saw you two making out on the beach and I needed some pussies to fuck, especially yours."

"Especially me?" Jenna gasped.

"Because you're a redhead," Frank smiled.

The two girls looked at each other.

"I have thing for redheads -- my ex-wife was a redhead," he explained.

"Have you fucked other redheads at the resort?" Jenna wondered. Compared to the sea of blondes and brunettes, redheads were not hard to miss given their rarity.

"A couple," Frank grinned proudly.

"So you're going to fuck me again..." Jenna muttered more of a statement than a question.

"Yes, Red," Frank nodded, "but for now you can have a break while Sally and I have some fun. Go enjoy yourself on the patio or the pool."