Chapter 732: The Big Sis

"Hey sis, what happened?" I asked gently as I had to pass by her to reach the guest room I had been given.

"Nothing, Alex... and Mom is right. I think we should wait out the storm," June said, quickly wiping the tears from her eyes with her fingers, trying to compose herself.

"Is everything okay? Is that man your fiancé?" I asked carefully, keeping my voice low.

"He is, Alex... but he’s not my fiancé anymore," June answered, finally looking straight into my eyes. There was a tired kind of finality in the way she said it.

"May I ask what happened between you two?" I said, still speaking softly.

"You’re too young for this conversation, Alex," June replied. The irony wasn’t lost on me, she had watched me fuck an older woman in the shack just a short while earlier, yet she still saw me as too young to hear about her own heartbreak.

"Okay then... I’ll be in my room, sis. Just tell me when we should head out," I said as I stepped past her. On the way through I placed a gentle hand on her shoulder, offering a small comfort. June kept looking at me even after the touch, her expression soft and unguarded, almost melting under the simple contact of my palm.

Her mouth was slightly open. Her eyes were full of complicated, heavy emotions I couldn’t completely read. She was clearly going through a strange and difficult phase of her life, carrying something painful just beneath the surface.

I continued past her and entered the guest room I had been given. I found my bag in the corner, pulled out a clean pair of shorts and a simple t-shirt, and changed out of the towel. Once dressed, I stepped out onto the small balcony that overlooked the open fields behind the house.

The weather had changed completely in a matter of minutes. Thick dark clouds now covered the entire sky and a cool, restless wind blew across the empty land. I had always loved this kind of weather, the cool wind against my skin, the heavy grey sky, the sudden quiet that settled over everything.

Something about it made the cozy, secret moments with the older women feel even hotter and more intimate. Even though my real harem was back in the city, waiting for my return, this place was starting to feel like a second home of its own.

The guest room I had been given was simple but neatly arranged. There was a thick, comfortable futon mattress laid out for sleeping, a wooden wardrobe against one wall, a small cabinet, a low table, and a single chair. Everything was clean, carefully placed, and quietly welcoming.

I still had my phone in my hand from when I left the bathroom earlier. I unlocked it and scrolled through the long list of messages. Almost every MILF from my harem back in the city had texted or left a voice note while I was away on the island.

I opened one message from Sofia — the first woman who had gotten pregnant with my child — and pressed play.

"Alex... it’s been so long. I really miss you. When are you coming to visit me? My breasts are so full of milk right now, Alex... ahhh... please come drink from them. And don’t you want to kiss your baby?" Sofia’s soft, needy voice filled the quiet room, warm and intimate even through the speaker.

Just hearing her made my cock harden all over again. No matter how much I missed the women in my harem, I couldn’t return to them until I finished my volunteer work here on the island.

I lay back on the soft mattress, still listening to the other messages one by one, and slowly drifted off. The wind outside was cool and steady against the balcony door. I pulled the blanket up over my body and let sleep take me completely. There was nothing I could do in this sudden storm anyway, I had to wait it out.

Some time must have passed. I half-heard the soft click of the door to my room opening, but I didn’t fully wake. I only turned slightly onto my side in my sleep, still half-lost in dreams.

When I slowly opened my eyes again, I saw someone standing in front of me, near my feet, quietly looking down at me.

I blinked a few times and focused. It was June.

"Sis... are we going now? Did I sleep for long?" I asked, rubbing the sleep from my eyes with one hand.

Then I opened my eyes fully — and froze in place.

June was standing there in nothing but her soft white underwear. A sudden flash of lightning from the window lit up the room for a single bright second, outlining every curve of her body before the space fell dim and storm-shadowed again.

"Sis... what are you doing?" I asked as I pushed myself up into a sitting position on the mattress, staring at her without blinking.

She was truly beautiful in a quiet, natural way, toned yet soft, feminine without being overly thick. She had a good amount of gentle curves, nicely shaped breasts that filled the white bra perfectly, a narrow hourglass waist, and long, smooth legs that looked even longer in the dim light.

She wasn’t as juicy or heavy-breasted as her mother, but she still had a body that could easily make men lose their heads and chase after her.

"Alex... am I not good enough?" June asked in a soft, almost vulnerable voice. She lifted one hand and pressed it over her own breast through the thin white bra, slowly squeezing the soft flesh right in front of my eyes. Her face briefly twisted with a complicated mix of emotion, need, and quiet pleasure.

Before I could find any words to answer her, she leaned down, lowered herself onto her knees, and crawled closer to me across the mattress. She didn’t stop until her face was only a few inches from mine, her warm breath touching my lips.

"What are you doing, sis...?" I asked again, my voice lower and rougher now as I clearly saw the raw, unguarded lust burning in her dark eyes.