The last full day of our cruise, I told my kids that they would be able to pick the activities we did all day, so that we could do their favorites one last time. We had breakfast with Taylor and her family but I didn't see any of them again until lunch time, when Taylor joined my kids and I and hung out with us for a few hours until going to meet her parents for a show.
After eating a quick and early dinner, my kids decided that they really wanted to go for a swim, so we went back to the cabin, changed into our swimsuits, and went up to the pools. I was surprised when we arrived to see Taylor's parents sitting by the pool and waved to them. As I jumped into the pool with my kids, Mark also got in and walked over to where I was. He pointed out to my kids where Luke and his dad were playing at and then asked me, "How are you feeling?"
"Tired!" I said with a laugh. "It's been a fun day, but man, they sure know how to wear me out."
"I bet," Mark said, also laughing. "We kept telling Taylor to go find you so you'd have some help but she wanted to give you some space and time."
"That's OK, I'm sure you guys enjoyed having her around for a bit," I said.
"Taylor and Michelle are over in the lazy river floating around if you want to go join them and take a little break. I can keep an eye on your kids," he told me. I asked if he was sure and when he said yes, I went to tell my kids where I was going and to listen to Mark and Adam, and went walking over to the lazy river.
Once at the lazy river, I grabbed an inner tube to lay in, waited until I spotted Taylor and Michelle, and got in behind them. I scared Taylor as I paddled up next to them by almost flipping her tube, making her scream and yell my name. "CHRISTOPHER!What are you doing here?"
I laughed and said, "The kids wanting to go swimming. Your dad saw me and said he'd watch them while I got a break."
I floated around the river for a little bit with the two sisters and held hands with Taylor for most of it. Michelle finally said that she wanted to go down some slides, so we got out and walked over to the slides, after stopping to check on the kids, who completely ignored us.
At the top of the stairs, things got a little congested and we ended up getting smashed a little with the amount of people trying to get on the slide. Some how, Michelle's butt got pushed up against my groin and I glanced down as I thought she was purposely swaying back and forth on it. As I looked, she slightly twisted her head around, caught my graze, and winked. We finally got room to breath and went down the slide, the girls going first and me last. As I went to join them, they were laughing and giggling about something, with Taylor shaking her head yes.
They blew me off when I asked what was happening, saying they just saw something funny. We went to go on another slide, but this time, they insisted that I go first. I was a little surprised to see Michelle come down next, kinda hoping to steal a quick moment with Taylor. And I was even more surprised when Michelle walked over to me, grabbed my wrist, and told me to follow her.
"What about Taylor?" I asked as Michelle dragged me through the pool.
"She'll find us," Michelle said.
Michelle stopped walking in the pool with me when we got to a extremely crowded part of the pool and I asked what she was doing. She finally told me, "Taylor won't tell me the truth, so I told her I was going to drag you away and force you to tell me. Have you two been sleeping together?"
I laughed and said, "Are you asking if I've had sex with your sister? If so, the answer is no."
"I figured you would say that. She won't admit it either. But, she's slept over at your cabin multiple times and I heard her moaning last night. I won't be mad if you tell me you did and I'm certainly not going to tell my parents," Michelle said.
"Why does it matter then? And why won't you believe it if we both have told you it?" I asked her.
"It because if my little sister is having sex, I want to make sure the guy is taking care of her and that they're being careful. But, I can't do that if they both lie to me. And, like I said, I've heard her moans. I've seen how she comes back to her room. If you don't tell me the truth, I have my ways of making you talk," she said, inching her body even closer to me.
I laughed again and said, "Believe me, Michelle, we're not sleeping together. She wants to wait until marriage and I completely respect that. Have you thought that maybe I'm just that good at foreplay?"
"Fine, have it your way," she said, reaching into the water and grabbing my hand. I tried to hold it down as I asked what she was doing and she said, "No matter what you told my sister, I know you're attracted to me. I've seen you checking me out and I've felt your groin when I rub against it. You respond almost faster then my husband does. So, to get you to tell the truth, I'm going to let you touch me."
She brought my hand up and hovered it right above her right breast. Holding it there, she looked up at me, saw me looking down at her chest, and said, "See? I know you want to touch them. So, tell me the truth and you can."
I licked my lips, admiring her breasts for a second, at least the size and shape of them through the swimsuit that she had on, that completely covered her chest. I finally pulled my hand away and said, "I. Have. Not. Slept. With. Taylor."
Michelle smiled at me and said, "I believe you."
We started to walk back towards Taylor, found her after a few minutes, and she immediately said, "Do you believe us now?" When Michelle said yes, Taylor looked at me and said, "I'm sorry, but she wouldn't believe me."
"It's OK," I said. "Although, she made it awfully tempting to lie for a second." When both girls said my name in shock I said, "What? Would have been nice to compare them!"
To my amazement, and Taylor's too, Michelle shrugged her shoulders, grabbed my hand again, and brought it up to her chest. This time, she pressed it against her breast for a few seconds before letting go. She looked at both of us just staring at her and said, "What? I'm kind of curious too."
We all laughed as we walked away and headed to another slide, before we went to meet up with everybody else and play with the kids.
Later that night, after eating dinner, making sure everything but the essentials were packed for getting off the ship the next morning, and my kids had fallen fast asleep, Taylor and I were sitting on my bed, playing random card games and eating snacks. As I shuffled the cards to deal them out for a new game, Taylor signed and said, "I really don't want this trip to end. It's been so much fun."
