I’m lying on a lounger just relaxing; shorts and T-shirt. Nichole steps into to my sun causing me to admire her tight curvy body only in silhouette,... between me and the fading sun.I smile, she giggles and steps over me. She starts to sit on my hips, pulling the hem of her dress up as she does. She leans in and we kiss me the way lovers do. Breaking the kiss she steals my sunglasses and puts them on. Now I can’t see the glint in her eyes as she decides what she wants.“Mrs B is watching from her. We kissed again.Even though we had already shared what would typically be considered way beyond the realms of decency for siblings, the kiss sort of meant more. The kiss showed more than just lust; it was love. Not just brother-sister platonic love, but a few levels above that.I wasn’t just an enormous cock for her to enjoy, that just happened to be attached to her brother. I mean, I’m sure that was part of it. But, with her kiss and gentle nature, she was showing me it was more. Not just lust,. Sandy was still a bit drunk—champagne will do it every time—and somewhat horny. She took off her pants, and as she fantasized for the millionth time about Richard, her hand wandered down to her pussy, which was instantly wet, and had been the entire five-hour flight. She slowly slid her fingers up and down her slit, as her nipples hardened from the sensation, as well as from the cool breeze coming through the open window. She thought about Richard’s body, and his story of college when he slept. After some chitchat he went and squatted down next to Rachel. They whispered back a forth for a minute and when Rachel thought no one was looking she put her hand on his thigh. She looked up and saw me watching and removed her hand.Samuel got up called out to Dan, "Hey boss, I'm going to go back down and check on the bridge. There are some pretty large trees floating down" and left.Once Samuel was gone Rachel got up and announced she had some final preparations to do in the kitchen, called for.