[[[-IF4-P16.TXT-]]] ---------------- Island Fever 4: Paradise Written by: JeremyDCP@hotmail.com M/F, F/F and a whole lot more ---------------- Chapter 16: "Jackpot" ------------------------------------------- -*- Friday, June 12, 2015 -*- -*- Sandvika, Norway -*- Kaden slept in his favorite position, on his tummy, with his little blanket and teddy bear in close proximity. I smiled at the mere sight of him in his crib, then gently caressed his little face and head. Sensing my touch, Kaden stirred. I picked up the sleepy bundle and held him close, relishing the feel of my 10 month old son against my heart. Kaden had Kristanna's eyes. That was good, because the more he looked like her - and the less like me - the better off Kaden would be in the long run! In all seriousness, Kaden resembled his mother in several ways. Kristanna was visiting her own mother and father on the opposite end of the sprawling, 300-acre farm that our family shared with them. Pamela went out somewhere with Amy and took Piper with them, so I was left in charge of Kaden. It was 11:30am and Kristanna, his doting mother, wanted to keep him on the strictest of routines. It was time to rouse him from his morning nap and change his diaper. Over the past month (and with our pediatrician's approval), Kristanna and I had introduced fresh seafood into Kaden's regular diet twice a week. He seemed to enjoy flounder the most. It was very low in mercury and easy for his system to digest. Thus, she had left me a recipe for his lunch. I baked one small flounder fillet and then diced it up into pieces. I tossed it into a bowl and mixed it with a tiny amount of peas, carrots and potatoes (all mashed), along with a small helping of milk and salt, and melted butter. I swirled it up with a spoon and tossed in some fresh noodles for good measure (my own touch!). "A finger food meal fit for a king," I announced with a smile, setting the warm plate down in front of him at the precise time of 12:00pm (again, Kristanna's schedule). Kaden's eyes had been on me the entire time I prepared his meal; he was hungry, bouncing about in his high chair. He immediately popped two peas, then worked on a single noodle. "I can't believe you're not going to be there," Lindsay said to Trish as both ladies casually made their way into the kitchen. When they noticed that Kaden and I were at the table, Lindsay turned toward me momentarily and greeted in a very strange, bizaare tone, "Oh... hi there, Jeremy!" She immediately switched her focus to Kaden, though, and darted over to him. "Good afternoon, handsome! Is that lunch? Is that your LUNCH? Hmmmmm... it looks SOOOOO yummy!" Lindsay pointed at a carrot fragment. "Can you eat that for me?" She made a silly face at him. "You don't want me to eat it, do you? I'm gonna steal your carrot if you don't eat it first!" Kaden gave Lindsay his best _scrunchy_ face in return, but then pawed the carrot and swallowed it down. "Yayyyyy!" Lindsay swooned at him. "That's a good boy!" Kaden squealed in utter delight at Lindsay and her positive vibrations, his arms flailing about wildly. "I love you!" she chirped at him, looking deep into his eyes and kissing his forehead. "I love you so much! C'mon now, sweetie... eat some more! Eat some more for me!" Trish was already perched upon my lap with my arm around her waistline, my hand across her stomach. Of course, Trish had just informed me a mere four days ago that she was pregnant with our first child. It was going to be my fourth overall, but my first with her. I was still reeling from the news (and overcome with both happiness and delight). Nestled all nice and snug on my lap, Trish gave me a simple, romantic kiss and waited for Lindsay to finish with Kaden. "Who am I going to run heists with?" Lindsay asked Trish, apparently (?) picking up their discussion where it left off seconds ago as they first entered the kitchen. "You and me, and Alison. The three of us make such a good crime team. We are the _Three Hellions of Fear_ of San Andreas." Alison? Lindsay's younger sister from Ohio, Alison? The three of them ran heists together? San Andreas? A crime team? Huh? "It's just one Friday night that I'm going to miss, baby," Trish assured her. "I really need to get my hair done and tonight at 5:30 is the only appointment Amalie had available on her schedule at the salon until late next week." "It won't be the same without you!" Lindsay pouted. "You're being a little over-dramatic." "I am not," Lindsay insisted, blinking back at her. "Okay, no. Don't you dare shoot me those Bambi eyes. You know I can't stand them, nor is it fair." Lindsay exhaled deeply. "Fine. No Bambi impersonations, but now I'm so depressed. We came SO CLOSE to breaking that dude out of jail the other night and getting away from the cops. I thought for sure we would get it tonight!" She sighed yet again. "Alison is gonna be so disappointed." "We'd have completed that heist if you knew how to drive." "Hey!" Lindsay fired back at her. "What in the HECK are you two talking about?" I had to interject, as Kaden chortled at the sudden change in my tone. "_Grand Theft Auto_!" Lindsay beamed in response. Ahhhhh yes, of course... video games. One of Trish and Lindsay's favorite past-times together. In _Grand Theft Auto_, gamers went online into a virtual world with others and could assume the role of a mastermind criminal. They could team up and run difficult heists for great rewards, or take turns killing each other off during turf wars. And so many other things, too, such as stealing cars and boats and using them to race. Oh, the game had strip clubs too. And nude dancers inside them. "You know every Friday night at five o'clock sharp, I play _Grand Theft Auto_ with Trish and Alison," Lindsay reminded me. "Now we missed it the past few weeks because we were in Canada, and then the island. I was SO looking forward to tonight. Alison was, too!" Lindsay pouted again, but I could sense that she had some playfulness in her complaining. "But then Trish goes and has to get a hair appointment right in the middle of Friday night gaming time! Screw her hairdresser!" "Can't you just play the game once she gets back?" Lindsay peered at me as if I was clueless. "Ummmmm... hello? There is a six hour time difference between Norway and Ohio. Alison has to work two to ten tonight, which means by eight o'clock Norway time, she will be gone. I wonder if Trish will even be home by then!" Trish thought on this, trying to find a proper solution. "I'm sure you and I can find out when Alison is going to be available this weekend, honey, and hook up online with her." "We can do that whenever we want," Lindsay squealed. "But we ALWAYS do our Friday gaming night with Alison, unless we're on vacation elsewhere like the past few weeks." Lindsay snagged an apple from the bowl on the counter and flung her long-flowing blonde tresses behind her shoulder theatrically. "Oh, this is so unright of you, Trish." "You know I needed to get my hair done three weeks ago," Trish reminded her. "It's out of control now. I really need to get in and see Amalie as soon as possible." "I get it. Just makes me sad," Lindsay frowned. And she really did look the saddest of the sad. So, Lindsay turned to Kaden for comfort and nudged her nose against his. "Can you give me a kiss, wild man, and make me feel better?" Seconds later, Lindsay was beaming once the deed was done. "I'll make it up to you, honey," Trish promised her. "Maybe I should bake cookies," Lindsay theorized out loud. "If I bake cookies, will you change your mind and cancel your salon appointment, Trish? You can't resist my cookies." "NO ONE on the planet could possibly resist YOUR cookies," Trish countered. Somehow, I knew the term encompassed much more right now than your typical chocolate chip delight. Lindsay passed Trish a look, yet still embraced her. "It's wrong. It's backward, actually, that you're flaking out on me and Alison after we came so close to completing that heist the other night. If I could be frank, you and your wild mane of brown hair, my lovely bride, can wait until next week." "If you're Frank, then who do I get to be?" Lindsay glared back at Trish, but grinned. "Funny. You are a funny, flake-out-on-your-wife sort of girl." Trish stood up from my lap and announced, "If you will excuse me, I'm going to go find Devon and stare at her for awhile because she is so gorgeous, and I could never get enough of that. Else, if I stay, Lindsay may just force me to change my mind about my appointment tonight." Trish tickled Kaden's belly with a finger and serenaded him with kisses, then held my hand and smiled at me while slowly backing away. Once our mutual grip was broken, Trish turned and exited the kitchen, a bounce in her step. "Tell Devon that she's hot for me!" Lindsay called out. "You're not mad at Trish about tonight, are you?" Lindsay gave me a face. "Psssssh. Of course not. I was just playing with her, teasing her, you know?" Lindsay came over and settled down upon my lap. "Besides, Trish will cancel the hair appointment. I know she will. There is no possible way that Trish would miss our Friday night gaming night after not having it for the past three weeks." "Do I get to taste your cookies?" Lindsay giggled and hooked her arms around my neck and shoulders. "You can taste my cookies whenever you want, Jeremy." Lindsay's mouth quickly covered mine for a kiss with a desire and admiration that I surely hoped would last forever. I had one hand on her knee and the other around her back. I reeled my young wife in closer, relishing the feel of her supple curves upon my body. Once our kiss ended, Lindsay turned and smiled at Kaden. "How. Come. You're. So. Cute!" She spaced each word out for dramatic effect. "How come you're so cute?" Kaden laughed and blew baby bubbles as he held a piece of flounder in his hand. He became hysterical, though, once Lindsay took a heavy clump of her hair and brushed it back and forth across his face. "Oh, he likes that!" Lindsay exclaimed. "How. Come. You're. So. Cute!" The interactions that Lindsay had with Kaden, as well as Piper, were always pure magic to me. I know it has been mentioned many times before, but Lindsay wanted to become a mother herself in the worst way possible. She was so good to Kaden and Piper, and both of them adored her beyond belief. Whenever I saw Lindsay with one of them, or even both at the same time, I could not stop thinking about what an excellent mother she was going to be one day. Of course, I had to get her pregnant first. The process was still ongoing. Needless to say, Lindsay also looked fabulous right now. She tied her hair into a ponytail as I watched her, and with a white t-shirt and little blue hoodie, her eyes popped with amazing color. The rip in her jeans was customary and thereby quite appealing. Kind of like her signature. Lindsay looked fresh-faced. Youthful. Beautiful. But then again, she always looked beautiful. She was, after all, Lindsay. Something out of the ordinary, however, was that Lindsay had the design of a red heart - a glitter tattoo - on her left cheek. It was temporary, of course, but I had never seen any stenciled art on her like this before. I realized that Lindsay was still quite young at age 20, but wasn't glitter tattoos generally the type of thing that high school cheerleaders put on to prepare for the big game? Young girls still in puberty enjoyed experimening with them, right? I never really associated them with adults. Even more unique, there were three silver stars - also made of glitter - that went down her cheek and neck, to a second heart on its side. I stared at the designs for a few seconds, wondering why she had decided upon this for today, but ultimately chose not to acknowledge them. Yet. Lindsay tried to steal a noodle from Kaden's plate, but he caught her red-handed and gave her the evil glare. "Uh oh!" Lindsay giggled, placing it back where she found it. "Kaden is not in a sharing mood today! Don't you know sharing is caring, Kaden? Sharing is caring!" Lindsay then turned her gaze back to me. "I need to go to the store a little while later and pick a few things up. You and Kaden want to come with me, or will Krissy be back home by then? We can go after Kaden's three o'clock nap." "That depends," I grinned at her. "Are you going to drive the same way you do in _Grand Theft Auto_? You know that I don't want Kaden to have any terrifying experiences." "No way. I take my driving very seriously and I promise no bodily harm to either you or Kaden." "I'm going to hold you to that." "Well, Kaden only. No bodily harm to him. But you?" I nodded my head. "And the truth comes out." "You like kisses!" Lindsay said to Kaden, planting five quick ones on his chin. "Oh, that's not a face to show you like kisses." She tried again with five more. "There we go! Oh... you seem tired. Daddy wake you from your nap before you wanted? Oh... but you have to eat, Kaden. You have to eat so you can grow up and be big and strong!" God, I loved Lindsay. She was so adorable right now. I tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and kissed her there. I could not wait until she had a child of her own! "Well, since my baby left me," Lindsay broke out into musical song, her voice as deep as could be. "Well, I found a new place to dwell!" Kaden again squealed with delight and even clapped his hands together in response. "Well, it's down at the end of Lonely Street. At Heartbreak Hotel!" "Maybe you could get Kaden to play _Grand Theft Auto_ with you," I suggested. "He'd probably be better at it than you," Lindsay told me. "You flat-out suck at it." "WOW..." I chuckled in response. "Wow, honey. So cruel." "I killed you 34 times in a row that one night." "I rarely play those games with you and Trish!" I said, trying to defend what little dignity I had left. "It's not like I have a whole lot of practice in them, you know." Wanting to get another rise out of Kaden, Lindsay went into deep verse yet again with her voice. "Well now, if your baby leaves you. And you have a sad tale to tell. Just take a walk down Lonely Street. To Heartbreak Hotel!" Lindsay flipped the end of her ponytail over his face, squeaking, "You would never leave me. Would you, Kaden?" She hugged him to her, adding, "I'm never going to let this baby leave me!" "What is that for?" I finally asked Lindsay, unable to hold it in any longer. I was pointing toward the red, heart-shaped glitter tattoo on Lindsay's left cheek. For some strange, odd reason, its idea and allure had grown on me over the past minute or so. I really liked the look of it on Lindsay. "Oh, this?" Lindsay casually smiled, dabbing at her cheek with a trio of fingers. "I was wondering when you were going to ask about it, Jeremy. What is it? It's a treasure map!" "A... treasure map?" I was confused again. "Yeah, a treasure map! You have to follow the map and, at the end, you will find a nice, big treasure! A pirate's prized booty, I tell you!" Lindsay shifted her hoodie jacket down her shoulders slightly, then peeled back the collar of her white t-shirt. The heart on her cheek was connected to the one on her neck by three glittery stars. Below it, a red heart was on her collarbone which had been previously covered, and had three more stars trailing to the other side. "Ahhhhh, I get it." Yes, the light bulb finally popped on above my head. "If I follow the trail of hearts, I find the treasure. But what treasure?" The trail began on her face and seemed to continue on beneath her t-shirt. Hmmmmm. That could only mean one thing, right? Lindsay's pussy was the treasure? Were these glitter tattoos a very elaborate and creative way of Lindsay asking me to perform oral sex on her? What else could this so-called _treasure_ be? "You want to find out what the treasure is?" she asked, her voice suddenly all steamy and seductive. I was caught off-guard, not prepared for it in the slightest. But her voice gave it away. Yes, she wanted oral sex. "Honey, we can't do anything like that in front of the baby," I admonished her. "Let's go to the next room so you can go treasure hunting," she suggested, motioning toward the den. "Trish and I will watch Kaden for you," Devon suddenly chimed in from behind me. I turned and found her and Trish at the far entrance to the kitchen. The expression upon Devon's face told me that she was trying a conceal a massive smile. I got the impression that Devon and Trish had been standing there a lot longer than they wanted me to believe. "C'mon Jeremy," Lindsay insisted, hopping off of my lap and tugging at my arms. "There might be a pot at the end of the rainbow!" As Devon came over and tended to Kaden, I gave in and let Lindsay drag me off toward the den. Oddly enough, there was a big blanket in the middle of the floor. I tried to kiss Lindsay and get rid of her hoodie jacket, but she slipped free of my grasp and scurried underneath the heavy blanket in a hurry. Giggling, she reclined upon the floor and brought the blanket all the way up to her chin. "Hold your horses there, buster," Lindsay advised me. "I know you want your treasure, but you need to take it slow. She pointed at the glitter heart on the side of her face. "You need to follow the trail and kiss each heart along the way to prove that you love me. And you need to take it SLOW." Since when did Lindsay ever want sex or foreplay to be slow? Underneath the blanket, it was obvious that Lindsay was shedding her clothes. This was confirmed when she tossed her hoodie, t-shirt and even her bra out and elsewhere on the floor. Still, she kept the blanket up to her chin and again tapped the side of her face. "C'mon, baby... come claim your treasure!" Well, this was different. Regardless, I dropped down to the floor beside her and moved my lips toward the temporary heart tattoo on her face. "Remember, GO SLOW," she told me and I did, gently kissing the design and even lingering there for several seconds. I then followed the silvery trail and offered the heart on her neck the same treatment. At the same time, Lindsay nudged the blanket down until her shoulders were exposed. "Don't you dare touch this cover," she warned me. "I'm the only one allowed to move the cover." Lindsay giggled as I kissed the heart on her collarbone. "Oh, I like that." I went below her neck to the opposite shoulder, then to the center of her chest. Lindsay accommodated me by gliding the top of the blanket just beneath her breasts, fully exposing them. Ahhhhh, the good stuff. There was a heart next to each nipple and a trail with two more in her scrumptious, humble cleavage. I paid extra special attention to the heart on each breast, slurping and sucking her nipples for good measure. Hmmmmm... perhaps a slow treasure hunting game wasn't such a silly idea after all, huh? Following the stars, I went through her cleavage. Lindsay was quickly becoming aroused as not only did I kiss both hearts, but I slid my tongue between them with slow, languid swipes. I could hear her actual heart thumping within her chest. She nudged the cover downward again, exposing a heart design at the very top of her flat, toned belly. I kissed it and the trail ventured off to the side. How much longer before I found the treasure? How much longer before I had my lips and tongue buried in her womanly delights? Hell, my entire face? My cock was getting hard with anticipation! "You're doing a good job, and you've been behaving," Lindsay praised me, before gliding the blanket down to her waistline. "I think it's time you claim your treasure." The heart on her side, near where her kidney was, had a trail of silver stars which led to the very center of her stomach. Instead of a heart, however, I found a single, four-letter word spelled out with yellow and blue glitter there. And it hit me like a ton of bricks. "Baby?" I said, rattling off what I saw. "Baby?" Indeed, in big, bold letters, it read _Baby_ across her abdomen. "OH MY GOD!" I screamed as I glanced up and noticed that Lindsay now had tears welling up in her eyes. "OH... MY GOD! Lindsay! YOU'RE PREGNANT? This is so great! YOU'RE PREGNANT!" "I am!" Lindsay cried out in total euphoria, tossing her arms around me as I moved up to meet her. "I'm finally gonna be a mom! I'm gonna be a MOM!" I heard crying in the background, only to look up and notice Devon and Trish again watching us. This time, however, Trish had Kaden in her arms, his eyes facing away from us, and Devon had her tablet out and was obviously filming the news. Trish looked so happy; she could not control her emotions at all. It would be next to impossible to rip the smile from Devon's face. Obviously, they found out well before I did. "Oh my God," I repeated over and over as Lindsay first sat in my lap, then wrapped her legs around my torso and squeezed as tight as she could. Her arms were equally tight around my neck and shoulders, a constant stream of happy giggles and joyful sobs coming from her mouth. "Oh my God. Oh my God!" Overcome with emotion, Lindsay pulled away and held up three home pregnancy test strips before my eyes. Each of them had two lines on them instead of one, signifying a positive result. She then broke down crying and gave me another bear hug as the realization hit me that now, baby number five was on the way! Just four days ago, Trish told me that she was pregnant herself! And now this? Twice in the same week from two different wives? Amy was less than two months away from giving birth to Dani Grace? OH MY GOD! "Can you believe it?" Lindsay laughed and cried at me. "No! When did you find out?" "Last night! I came home from church and..." "No way!" I interjected, elated myself. "You knew since last night and didn't even tell me until now?" "You and Amy spent last night on Kalvøya Island and did not even get home until two hours ago," she reminded me. "I almost called and told you last night, but I wanted to do it in person. I also wanted it to be special! So Trish helped me come up with the idea of the glitter hearts and the treasure map. Throw you off track a bit! We also made up the whole story about Trish flaking out on me and my sister about _Grand Theft Auto_ and her hair appointment. We wanted to add some spice to our elaborate scheme!" "No way..." "You should know, Jeremy, that I would NEVER choose anything over spending time with Lindsay!" Trish mewed. "Last night, I came home from church and decided that I was gonna take a test, but I fully expected it to come up negative," Lindsay explained, tears running down her face. "I looked up two minutes later, though, and it had two lines... and I like totally freaked out. All of the others heard me and came rushing in, wondering what was wrong, but then I showed them the strip and they started screaming too! I took another test an hour later and then a third this morning. They both came up positive, too!" Perhaps my own signature in life was placing my right hand upon the belly of a pregnant wife and simply holding it there. I was not even aware that my hand had somehow involuntarily found its way to Lindsay's abdomen. When it did, though, she let out a wild shriek of pure emotion and temporarily covered her face with both hands. How many times had Lindsay watched me do this to the others, such as Kristanna, Pamela and Amy, even Trish this week, and secretly wish that it was her instead? Now, her time was at hand. Her stomach was going to be the object of my attention quite a bit from now on. And you know what? Lindsay better get used to it! "Come here!" Lindsay demanded of Trish, motioning for her with both arms. Trish was a total wreck now, overcome with joy herself, as she hurried over and dropped down to her knees just beside us. I checked on Kaden and his whereabouts; he was with Devon now, who continued to film our every move with her tablet. Lindsay hugged me with one arm and Trish with the other, then pulled us both together and it quickly turned into a three-way embrace. Lindsay began to bounce and vibrate upon us in jubilation. I even began to cry myself. The emotion of the moment and everything about it was too much to handle. "This is what we wanted all along!" Trish wailed at Lindsay. "We get to be pregnant at the same time!" "We found out so close together, our babies may even be born on the same day!" Lindsay giggled. "In the same room!" "Oh dear God, that would be awesome!" Trish bawled. "We're having a family celebration tonight!" Lindsay exclaimed. "I want to tell my mom and all of my sisters over web-cam. I want to see their faces when I tell them!" She tossed both arms around me one more time and squeezed tightly. "I love you, Jeremy! Thank you! Thank you! We did it... WE'RE PREGNANT! I love you so much!" I honestly did not know what made me happier. Was it the fact that I had yet another child on the way, or that finally, after half a year of trying, Lindsay was pregnant? She had waited her entire life for this moment, and now it was here. The answer to my question suddenly became crystal-clear. The look on Lindsay's face was so genuine, and priceless. She was happier now than I had ever seen her before. And that, in turn, made me happier than ever before... <<<- End of Chapter 16 ->>> ==---- -- -- -- - --- -- -- - - --- -- -- --- - -- - - - - --- -- ----== "Island Fever 4: Paradise" (c) 2015 JeremyDCP - JeremyDCP@hotmail.com Feedback is always appreciated!