"That was beautiful darling," Matron said as she rolled out of bed.
She stood in front of the mirror, "thank god you haven't left too many marks. Those wives of yours love to tease. I don't want them distracted at tonight's meeting."
Dave lay back and watched as she strode around his bedroom.
"Put some clothes on, or come back to bed," he called. "I'm getting horny just watching you."
"Your impossible," she smiled, "we have been up her for hours. Any way we don't have time."
"Let's make time," he cried as he leapt out of bed and grabbed her.
Squealing, she allowed herself to be carried over and dumped on the bed.
"You'll have to be quick," she laughed. A grunt of pleasure and surprise cut off any further words.
Dave had lifted her legs up on to his shoulders, and entered her already sloppy cunt.
"Oh shit, you are hard," she grunted.
"I really don't know where you get your stamina from," she groaned as her body move backwards under his thrust.
Dave didn't answer. Earlier this afternoon Matron had come up to his room to discuss tonight's meeting.
She had been all business when she first arrived, but as usual turned into a bundle of sexual energy as soon as they started kissing.
The memory of the afternoon's lovemaking brought him to the edge. He moaned out loud, "oh hell I can't hold on."
Matron arched her back up off the bed, urging him to come. He stopped thrusting. His prick pulsed and spewed its load into her warm cunt.
Matron sighed, "You're wonderful, I love what you do to me."
"The feelings mutual," he groaned as his hips started to move once more.
Matron rolled out from under him and pushed him away, "no more," she cried.
He fell back laughing, "I was only fooling I've had it."
She smiled, "Well you're not fooling me, we've got work to do."
"We've been holding dinner waiting for you," Esther called as they walked into the main dining room together. Granny joined in, "No need to ask what kept you."
Matron was all business; she ignored the laughter and teasing. "Make sure everyone is here, we have a few important things to discuss."
She waited until everyone was accounted for and seated.
"It's nearly six months since Dave brought his three pregnant wives up to live on this island."
After the laughter and cheers died down she continued. "Dave has spent a lot of money turning his fishing shacks into a wonderful home for the two dozen men and women that make up his family."
"He has made it clear that everyone must work. He doesn't believe in the dole. But does nor object to old age pensions maternity allowances and the like."
"We have talked before about value adding, or should I say processing and selling our own catch. That's what I want to talk about tonight."
"If we are to go into business we must do things properly.
Dave doesn't want to destroy our easy going lifestyle, so we have come up with a plan."
"We plan to set up a company to run our businesses. We will protect ourselves by making it a limited liability company. It will run our 'caught today, Eat today,' processing and marketing company."
"Every member of our community will hold one share in the company which will be run by three of our family."
"Marion has advised us to buy the cooking and processing plant from the failed Japanese enterprise. When we re-erect and install that plant we will meet all relevant health department standards. That will allow us to expand so there will be work for all of our family with the company."
She sat down and looked at, "Dave you might to talk about the family."
"Sure," Dave said as he stood up, "the company will run our businesses. They will report to the family as needed. We will still have our own meeting at least once a week to talk of family matters."
"Tonight I want your approval for two new members, Eric and Nicky."
"You will recall we agreed that Eric who is a retired ships engineer could come and live here. He will be helpful in all things mechanical and increase the number of male members of this family to five."
"The second person is Nicky. She joined us after Ruby and I brought her home when she was left on a sandbank by a couple of drunken bosses. She will drive the company's small refrigerated van. It will operate from our leased cold rooms down at the fish depot."
"Dave liked her big boobs," Annabelle said.
"They must be good because there's no shortage of great boobs around here," Eric called.
"Oh you're going to be popular," Rosita said as she plumped up her blouse.
Matron chipped in, "wait until you see Nicky's outfit then you1ll have something to talk about."
"We were going to do it later, but let's do it now."
"Do what?" Dave asked.
"Donna Betsy and Nicky have designed a uniform for Nicky. If it doesn't excite a man nothing will."
Nicky mean time had strolled out in a tiny white outfit. She wore a sailor's cap on the side of her head. She turned slowly, her hands drawing attention to the white low cut cotton top. It gave the appearance of hiding her breasts while displaying them to perfection.
Her shorts were so short and so tight that one could clearly work out the size and shape of her pussy lips. Her lipstick was bright red matching her shoes.
"My god what is she selling?" Granny cried.
Matron responded, "She's selling our new business. Already the TV station and the newspapers have been around to take photographs and do interviews. Everyone will know we are in business tomorrow."
