"I can't believe it. Both Paul and Eve were acting like spoiled brats," complaint Anna, freshly out of the shower with a towel covering her body.
Gary didn't really want to say anything. To him, calling them spoiled brats was way too soft. They were acting like insufferable little bitches, he thought, but cursing out the siblings in front of their eldest sister under the roof of their family lake house didn't seem like a good idea to him.
"They didn't have to keep rubbing in your face after we lost," continued Anna, "Even Dinah just kept on laughing."
"They have always been like that, right?" retorted Gary, "You always told me the stories back when you guys were kids. Doesn't seem like there's much changes to me."
"Somehow it's getting worse," said Anna, "Since Paul picked up the pastorship and married Imani, it's like Daddy's turning him into his carbon copy and successor, so he has a lot to say about the church business even the finances. Eve's successful online career let her give nobody any respects except maybe daddy, and Dinah has always been spoiled as the baby sister."
Gary slightly winced. They're all the same complains he has heard all before. He knew that his wife wanted to vent, but it's getting old, and they're supposed to be on vacation to relax.
"But we're doing pretty well for ourselves. Your online business is doing decently, right?" said Gary, tryin to cheer her up, "The pandemic is hitting my job pretty hard, but when that's over, things will be much better than now."
"Oh, Gary. You have no idea how hard it is to run a business like mine during this time," answered Anna, sounding even less cheerful than before, "We're not doing well. We're just barely keep things afloat in our household mostly due to my business."
Gary's face could barely hide the frown now. His feeble attempt to change the subject from her sibling troubles and cheering her up backfired spectacularly. He particular disliked how condescending she sounded talking about her pulling her weight in the household.
"C'mon, darling. We're supposed to be on vacation," exclaimed Gary, "how about you get on here for some nice massage and forget about everything, huh?"
Anna showed a slight smile at the suggestion. She disrobed herself and got on the bed, laying prone, "Let's start from the legs and feet first, dear."
Gary sat next to his naked body and started to work on his wife's legs. It's not like he's an amazing licensed massage therapist or anything, but he found her more receptive to bedroom activities after this type of service.
"Hmmmm," moaned Anna, "lower, please. Then, the feet."
Gary diligently worked on his wife's legs and feet for about fifteen minutes. Her previously frowning face became relaxed and content. Gary missed this. Both of their hectic work schedule left them too exhausted to have a relaxed time together like this.
"That's great," said Anna, "any stiff parts in your body I can work on to return the favor?"
"Actually, yeah," answered Gary, pointing at his crotch, "right here."
"Gary Sewell! You dirty man," exclaimed Anna, hitting him lightly with a pillow, "We're at my parent's lake house in their anniversary even. How horny can you get?"
"Hold on. Let me go get something to get you in the mood," said Gary, getting up from the bed and put on a pair of boxers and bedroom robe.
As Gary approached the bedroom's door, he swore he could hear the sound of footsteps right outside the door. He exited the bedroom and headed to the kitchen when the light was on.
He found Dinah in her pajamas in front of the fridge.
"Oh, hey," Gary greeted his sister-in-law, "getting late night snack?"
Dinah only mutter, "Yeah," before scurrying back to her bedroom.
As Gary grabbed a bottle of wine and two wineglasses, he had a suspicion that the teenager might be eavesdropping or even peeking at him and his wife. The door to his and his wife's bedroom was one of those old-fashioned wooden door with an old-timey keyhole on it. Someone could potentially take a peek through the keyhole to see what's going on on the bed.
Should he tell his wife? he thought for a bit, nah, it will definitely ruin her mood, and it's been a while since he got some actions.
He turned off the kitchen's light as he came back to the bedroom with the wine. What if the little brat took a peek, he thought, he could even put on a show for her, and the prospect of having sex for the young girl to look even excited him a bit.
***
"All right. Breaks over. Time to make a decision, Paul," announced Sarge, snapping Gary back to the present, "My offer still stands. Which sister do you want to relieve you right now?"
Paul turned his head sharply toward the rest of the girls. With no hesitation, he uttered the name, "Anna."
Anna stared at her brother in disbelief. Sarge was howling with laughter, "How about that? You people are the best," said Sarge, "So, Anna, prepare yourself. You can use whatever you can to get him off whether it be the hands, the mouth, or other things unless you want to use your reward right now."
Anna's eyes briefly lit up at the mention of the reward. Before she could say anything, Sarge continued with a vicious smile, "Oh but you can't pick your mom or Imani to switch with you, darling. They just had their fill of fun. We don't want to be cruel and selfish, do we?"
The horror showed up in the three sisters' faces. Anna realized she had to force incest upon her younger sisters, or she would suffer the deeds herself. Eve shrunk back from her older sister while Dinah stared at Paul's erection.
After some deliberation, Sarge spoke up, "If you're going to take this long and be boring, I'm gonna have to inflict some punishment on you. Meeks, ready to pull Anna's stuff on screen."
"No, no. I'll pick," protested Anna. So, she had something to hide, thought Gary.
Anna looked down on the floor before she uttered the name, "Eve. Let Eve do it."
"What the fuck?" exclaimed Eve, incredulous.
