My Island Retreat

After my marriage ended in 2017, I (39) decided to get away and live alone for a while. So, with that in mind I bought an island, 12.5 acres and away from crowds of people. Not short of money I could set it up to meet my requirements. The house on the island had 7 bedrooms and 3 bathrooms and it also had a boatshed and jetty. No power connected at the time, but I had a cable laid, wind, solar added and satellite internet and it had a fairly good cellphone service. But I added a booster to make it a lot better, once completed I moved to my island and installed a refrigerated container to store a month's food. I moved on to the island in April 2018. Passing my time fishing and building a garden around my house. With relatives visiting at times, I was enjoying the peace and quiet of the island. Quite satisfied with my new lifestyle I hardly left the island, everything I needed delivered. The island had just 2 beaches, one near the boatshed and jetty and another smaller one on the other side of the island. Then in 2020 the pandemic looming I stocked up on everything I thought I would need. I was shocked to get a call from my ex-wife, she has asthma and was worried about the virus and asked could she come and stay on my island. As it would give me more time with my 2 children 9 and 6 at the time, I agreed. But another call from her asked could her younger sister come as well, likewise she has asthma as well. Their last parent (mother) having passed away 5 years before and no other siblings. I agreed to her coming as well and quickly bought another refrigerated container having delivered installed and had it filled with everything, I thought we would require. They got extra medications for their asthma, and we settled into life together on the island. A week before the lockdown came into effect, I knew it would last a fair while as they hadn't any vaccines at the time and the bumbling messages coming the politicians at the time. Some saying more was needed and others saying too much was done already. With that I knew they had no idea at best or were just idiots. Idiots was closer to the point as history has shown. Anyway, as the time passed my ex-wife one night joined me in my bed and we started having sex again, but her sister felt left out, and my ex-wife decided she should join us. At the end of the lockdown both were pregnant to me, and it was decided I should marry my former sister-in-law. So today we're all living on the island still with our 7 children. My new wife had a boy and twin girls since having the boy. My ex-wife had a girl followed by a boy adding to our boy and girl from our marriage. My ex-wife reason in having me marry her sister was simple, she already had my name and any child we had would get my name and her sister hadn't been married and it seemed right to give her my name. I wasn't worried either way as I had both in my bed anyway and still do. My short-lived life as a hermit was over fairly quickly and I'm populating the island.