3 comments/ 19540 views/ 1 favorites Travelling for Pleasure By: Pattie1007 "Why does this always happen to me?" I thought. The day had begun badly. I had packed my small holdall the night before and I knew that all I had to do was drop my toothbrush in my bag, pick up my briefcase and hop in a taxi to the airport. I had got out of bed earlier than usual so that I had full use of the bathroom before everyone else could however, for some strange reason Catherine, my youngest also had the same idea. As I walked towards the bathroom I could hear her humming whilst she showered. Popping my head around the door to ask how long she would be, I hesitated. She was unaware that I could see her maturing body in its pure form. Her almost childish figure had seemed to flourish overnight somehow and she had developed into a very sexy young lady. "Ah" I thought "How I wished I was that young and slim again?" She had grown into a beautiful young woman and I had no doubt that she would certainly turn some young man's head pretty soon (if she hasn't already). It was a long time since my husband had looked at my naked body and who was to blame him? Time and giving birth to two children over 16 years ago had had an effect on mine. Slightly more tummy than I used to have, combined with silver stretch marks and breasts that were probably too full these days contributed to my low self esteem. As I watched Catherine soap her slim tight body, I felt something deep down that I hadn't felt in a long time. In fact, I couldn't quite put my finger on what I felt. Feeling a little awkward in case she spotted me invading her privacy, I quickly moved away down the stairs. I would hopefully still have sufficient time to get myself ready for my trip to New York later on this morning. I was fortunate to have an envious position as a Buyer for a large retail outlet. This involved a fair amount of travelling to a wide range of countries. Today's visit to New York was not the first for me. In fact, I had carried out all the groundwork previously and didn't really need to go this time. It was probably vanity that made me want to go there for a few more days. I felt as if I was a woman when I went away. Not someone's mother or wife! The deal had been done. We had all sat around a large boardroom table and thrashed out the costs etc. All that was needed was to oversee the shipment back to the UK and I had an excellent team out there that could do the job quite easily without me being there. I just needed to get away. Most of the time I was that busy that I didn't take much notice of the fact I was pretty much ignored at home. Sometimes I wondered whether Mike, my husband had other women. He never seemed to want to be near me and had even taken to sleeping in the spare room, saying he needed his sleep and I was too restless. "Was I so unattractive?" I thought. I felt it but at the same time I knew I wasn't totally worthless and, given the opportunity, I could give him everything he wanted. In my youth and probably even the earlier years of our marriage, he would, if asked, have said I was a prude. I wasn't - It was just that I had never been given the opportunity to experiment and was always too reticent to suggest other ways of making love. As I was lost in my thoughts I hadn't noticed that the kettle had boiled and as I reached out across the work surface, my arm knocked over the kettle spilling boiling water along the surface and over pouring onto my leg. "Ahhhhh" I screamed, as I quickly jumped up. I might as well have been on my own because although I called out loudly nobody appeared. Time was getting on as I hurriedly ran up the stairs to change. I knew I was cutting it fine for the airport but it was out of my hands. Knowing I would be out of the country for a week or so I had bundled all my best suits to the dry cleaners and so had to grab a casual outfit to wear. "It wasn't a problem though because I could always change when I got off the plane" I thought to myself. In my haste I hadn't noticed that the top I had selected was rather more revealing than I usually wear, in fact it was almost see-thru. My leisure trousers were last years model and just a little tighter since I last wore them. But I didn't have to time to change again so thought "What the heck, I'll do!" The taxi I had booked hadn't arrived and I was starting to panic when there was a knock at the door. It was my friend and neighbour, Jenny. Seeing my distress she happily volunteered to drive me there. In fact, she was almost falling all over herself to get me out of the house? We just about got to the airport in time and as I waved goodbye to her, I noticed she had a strange look on her face, "almost pleased to see me go" I thought. "Don't be silly Anna" I said to myself. I knew my family would be in safe hands as she had promised to call in and help out. I rushed to the check in desk and almost fell over a large suitcase just in front of the desk. "Oh for god's sake, what stupid idiot left that in the middle of aisle?" I said to no-one in particular. "I'm so sorry" I heard a voice behind me say. As I turned I almost fell again, bumping into a large man however, all I could see was the most beautiful pair of blue eyes. They twinkled brightly as he quickly tried to explain that it was his fault and he shouldn't have left his suitcase there. I speedily accepted his apology and turned back again to check in. Although I had only to wait almost half an hour to be called for the flight it took me the whole of that time to calm down and catch my breath. This was one of the times I was grateful of being a member of British Airways Executive Class. The shorter check in time and the knowledge that I would have a very comfortable trip made me feel much better. As I was shown to my seat I looked forward to spending the next 7 hours in comfort and total privacy. My assistant knew I didn't like the flights too much and always booked me a sleeper seat that reclines into a fully flat bed at the touch of a button. With the lumber support and head and neck rests I could relax and sleep in comfort. There was only one drawback and I was hoping this would not be the case today. Each seat was connected to another - what was called a 'Buddy' seat. I was hoping to be fortunate to have a separate seat unfortunately luck was not on my side today. As I arrived at my seat I looked down to see someone else was also there. .. The man from check in! Although he acknowledged me he continued reading his Financial Times moving aside to let me into my seat. I experienced the strangest feeling! I knew I wanted peace and privacy but somehow, his disinterest seemed to smart with me. "Was I that uninteresting?" I thought. As time went on I relaxed a little more and managed somehow to forget my companion and let myself drift off to sleep. The steward had provided me with a soft blanket to place over me together with a black sleep mask. As I dozed, my thoughts went back to my daughter earlier on. Although I didn't dwell on her nudity I somehow moved on to the picture of my husband's naked body when I had rushed back to change. He was in a deep sleep and hadn't realized that the bedclothes had slipped away. I looked at his flaccid penis (Why couldn't I call it a cock?) and wanted dearly to make him hard. To have him force me to take him in my mouth and taste his cum. I had felt a little disturbed though, that at any time, Catherine may call into the bedroom and see him like that. So I quickly threw the sheet over his still soft shaft. As I dreamt I knew it was the time between wakefulness and deep sleep so never moved a muscle when I felt a hand slide along my thigh, underneath the blanket. I should have been alert and assertive but it felt good so I left it alone. Tom, sensing that she was going to let him continue, leaned forward a little. He had noticed her attire as soon as she had bumped into him. "Did she realise the power of her body?" he wondered. Her womanliness, the look of experience that comes with age and had she noticed his obvious and almost immediate erection. It pained him to see that she had no idea of the discomfort she caused him. He knew he had to get to know this woman better. As a frequent flyer, Tom knew he could arrange things to suit himself and set about doing so. By the time she hopped on the aircraft he had changed his seat to ensure he would have maximum exposure to her. As his hand moved forward he pictured her tight white t-shirt, straining against her large breasts. He couldn't have thought of them as tits or busoms or melons. They were the heaving breasts of a mother who had breast fed. He could see the large expanse of brown rippled skin around her large pencil like nipples through her tight t-shirt and wanted to feel them in his hands. Although he had only momentarily seen her he took in her casual dress. A woman at ease with her body but shy with it. He could see her face in front of him when he asked her to strip. Her shyness slowly reducing as her well hidden sense of exhibitionism rose to the surface. He knew she would enjoy being pleasured and his desire to unearth her hidden desires was foremost in his thoughts. As his hand moved upwards she felt the back of his hand glance under her breasts. Unknowingly she shifted in her seat so that he would have better access to her full breast. She wasn't sure why she felt like this but it felt so good. It was almost unreal. As she was lying slightly on her side she knew her breasts would be forced together and if he were to move forward a little more she would let him slide his hand in between them. She knew something was going to happen and decided she didn't want any barriers. Tom quickly withdrew his hand sadly as she had suddenly stood up, wrapped the blanket tightly around herself and moved past him, walking quickly away towards the front of the jet. "Was she going to say something to the crew?" he thought, hoping not. However, he watched as she climbed the stairs to the upper deck. A few minutes later she walked back and sat back down in her seat, this time facing him. She mumbled her apology (probably for having to brush past him) and replaced her black sleep mask. He thought for a minute and wondered whether it was her way of telling him to back off. After a few minutes he could no longer hold back and, once again, slid his hand under the blanket to rest on her stomach. He suddenly realised there was no barrier for his hand. He moved it further up to find the rise of her breast and found that not only was she wearing no t-shirt but her nipples seemed to have grown. Little did he know that she had spent the last couple of minutes pulling on her nipples to try to satisfy her growing urges. He managed, now that he felt she wanted this, to slide his other hand under the blanket and placed it around her other breast. He was now cupping her heaviness and using his finger and thumb to circle and pinch her hard nubs. His mouth ached to take them in his mouth and circle his tongue around them. Sensing his thoughts she moved the blanket away from her naked chest and invited him to place his head over her. She knew she was exposing herself to anyone passing but she also knew this was one of her deep desires: a desire to be naked in public. Whether it was just luck, coincidence or planning, just as she raised the blanket a fellow female passenger, one whom she had travelled numerous times with, walked alongside them. She hesitated briefly, taking in the sight of Anna's huge swollen breasts and the fact that Tom was about to suck her nipples, and surreptitiously moved her hand to her own breast, pulling on her obviously raised nipple. "I can't believe I am about to do this" thought Tom. "Should I cover her up? Does she realise she can be seen by anyone. For some reason this is really turning me on. Although I would love to pleasure this woman in private. make love with her, fuck her and force her to submit to my fetishes, I also love the thought that we could be watched too. Perhaps that is her intention too?" He took hold of the blanket and lay it back against the seat, exposing her breast to him. Then moving his hands over her flesh he watched as she arched her back, fitting her breasts into his palms, she moaned softly as his thumbs brushed over her nipples. They seem to harden and grow as he stared, He proceeded to lick circles around her soft full mounds until he got to the edge of her nipples and finally ran the flat of his tongue across them. Then taking each in turn he placed his lips around these bullets and sucked hard, feeling it thicken between his teeth. She tasted of perfume, soap, and woman.. ...it was enough to drown the senses of any red blooded man. He could feel her tremble as he continued to take pleasure but he also knew that they would be unable to continue too much longer. Anna could barely breathe. The sensations flowing through her body were threatening to take her over the edge soon. She'd never known such passion, such tender yet driving lust. Sensing Tom was about to pull away she made an instant decision. She drew back the blanket and covered them both. Looking directly into Tom's eyes she said "pull your pants down." Tom didn't hesitate, He shuffled his pants from his hips and felt them fall around his ankles. he reached over, underneath the blanket and was pleased to feel, at the joining of his legs, his hard cock, "Pull down your underwear." she whispered. Tom was unsure! They were, after all, in quite a public place and anyone could pass (as had already happened) at any time. But he needed release- He nodded imperceptibly and dug his thumbs into the sides of his elastic waistband, and shoved downward, As his boxers descended, his cock immediately sprung forward from its constriction. Anna was anxious to be able to see his member and slyly moved her head nearer to him, as if lying on his shoulder and then snuggled underneath the blanket. "Oh my God!" she mumbled at the sight of his cock. It wasn't the longest cock she had ever seen, but certainly very wide, A droplet of pre-cum lingered at his tip. She reached for his cock. "Let me suck you" she whispered, as she purposefully centered her face to his cock. He felt the delicate touch of her tongue against his tip, scooping the drop of pre-cum from his tiny cock hole. It felt like an exquisite tingle of pleasure and his cock twitched in her fist. "Oh fuck" he moaned. She felt his cock throbbing against her tongue and opened her mouth wider to take his cock in her mouth, deeper and deeper; she engulfed him until she felt his coek touch the back of her throat. Tiny hairs tickled her nose. "Oh fuck. Oh fuck, that feels good" he moaned. Anna felt his balls against her chin, His cock was coated in her saliva. She looked up at him as his cock began pulsing wildly and could tell just by the way he closed his eyes and contorted his face he was at the edge of cumming. His breathing was shallow and fast as she grabbed his cock and squeezed it tight. Tom opened his eyes wide just at the moment his cum squirted out onto Anna's waiting tongue. The sight of her mouth wide open, his cum creating a pool in her cupping tongue was incredibly erotic. His legs felt weak and his whole body shook from the force of his orgasm. As his orgasm had subsided Anna moved back into her seat, wiping her cream filled mouth with a 'cat got the cream' look on her face. She lay back to linger and enjoy what had just happened, dozing slightly with contentment. Tom, although thoroughly satiated was keen to return the feeling but let her sleep a while. But once he decided she was sound asleep he made his move. His right hand slipped under the blanket again and slid between her hips, his fingers finding her open zipper, He gently eased her trousers down to fall around her knees, knowing she was slowly waking from her deep sleep. He loved to do this and found that women were much more responsive being woken this way. He brushed his hand across her satin covered pussy while his fingers slipped further under the side of her panties and settled on her soft pussy lips. §he was hot to the touch, very wet, and very ready to feel more of his touch on her pussy, He leant over and placed his mouth over her soft full lips. Her passion rose to the surface as their lips met. Tom listened for her pattern of breathing to change lo know his fingers were touching her just as she wanted to be touched. "Push in me" she whispered. "Finger fuck me. Finger fuck my pussy!" and sighed with pleasure as he slipped two long probing fingers. "Oh god, your fingers feel good in my pussy, deeper babe, deeper!" Anna pleaded as she felt his fingers brush her begging clit on their way deep beyond. Anna's pussy was fragrant and steaming, wet with desire, and desperate for Tom's touch. As she felt herself let go, she could see the pleasure in his face as he urged her on to orgasm with his voice and his thrusting fingers. "Oh God, Oh Fuck!" she writhed her hips and squeezed her pussy muscles against Tom's thrusting fingers. "Cum Anna. Cum NOW" he demanded, as he lowered his lips and squeezed her erect nipple lightly between them. Tom slipped his other hand around the top lace of her panties and started to drag them down, but stopped as she said "please leave them on." He looked down and was strangely turned on by the sight of her silky panties had been stretched around her pussy and his hand was now dripping with her juices, He looked up to see her body jerk, her eyes roll and tears falling, tier orgasm now in its full stages he watched with satisfaction. ****************** I was deep in sleep when I felt a hand on my shoulder. "Mrs Davies, Mrs Davies! We'll be arriving at JFK within the next few minutes" said the steward. "I thought you might like a few minutes to 'freshen' up" she said, a strange glint in her eye. "Oh yes" I said nervously, hoping that glint hadn't meant that she had noticed us earlier. "Thank you for waking me". 1 pulled the blanket around me and quickly grabbed my clothes. I looked over to see that the seat beside me was vacant. Seeing my glance the steward responded by telling me that the gentleman had moved to the back of the aircraft to have a word with one of his colleagues. My thoughts were all over the place. I was very nervous of meeting this unnamed man but at the same time keen to continue our 'acquaintance', "Perhaps it was for the best" I thought, sadly moving towards stairs to go to the ladies rest room to dress. It was probably a good thing that I wasn't privy to a conversation that was taking place on the flight deck whilst I was dressing. Did you see the couple in seats 4a & 4b, Becky?" said Isobel, the steward responsible for those particular seats. "Of course", replied Becky. "In fact, as soon as Tom Chambers asked to be moved from his own seat (one that I was responsible for 1 have to say) to seat 4b I'm afraid I set up the Video Monitor to pan into those seats. I have to say Issy, when the airline decided to put recording devices into the cabin for security purposes I thought it was an invasion of privacy but it does have its uses eh?" she laughed. "Wanna see?" Watching as their performance became more and more heated Becky said "If only I wasn't married, I would have loved to be him Issy. She has the most fabulous breasts. The way they swayed, her nipples were to die for!" "I was more interested in Tom Chambers cock" said Isobel. "What I wouldn't give to have that inside me" she drooled. "I'm glad we're staying over tonight, Let's invite Mark, the pilot over to the hotel and show him what he was missing, Becks" As I passed through customs and out to the main exit I was glad to see a gentleman directly at the rail holding up a card showing my name and company, Travelling for Pleasure Ch. 02 Tom Chambers should have been a happy man. His trip to the USA had gone well; he had made yet another million, acquired yet another company and made some invaluable contacts. However, for some reason he felt a little down. 'Who was he kidding?' he thought to himself. The sexy lady from the airplane! He had realised while he was in America that it was futile to try to trace her. He had noticed the wedding ring firmly embedded on her finger, the look of hopelessness on her face and decided he didn't want grief from a betrayed husband. But he couldn't forget her! On his return to the UK. he suddenly remembered his apartment was being decorated so he couldn't even go home and surround himself with all his treasures. So he decided lo do the next best thing and book himself a suite at Claridge's. Its standard of luxury and levels of service were second to none, as far as he was concerned. It's Art Deco style boasted some of the largest bedrooms in London, He reveled in this feeling of space and best of all, Claridge's spa facilities & health club offered him much much more. Having spent a lot of time there over the years he knew he could ask for anything and it would be provided. Just as he was checking in he looked around at the splendour and suddenly thought he was seeing things. Just stepping into the lift was the lady in his thoughts. He turned back to the receptionist and asked "Hazel, who is that lady?" "Oh Mr Chambers, that lady goes by the name of Anna Parker" she replied, checking the register "She's been here a couple of times before but is not a frequent visitor as you are" she added, noticing the rising level of colour in his cheeks. "Would you like me to send a note up to Suite 302 for you sir?" Without thinking he declined but asked that she send the Bell boy up to the Penthouse Suite. He had a few requests that he needed sorting. As soon as he entered his suite, he heard a knock at the door and turned to let William in. William had been privy to a lot of his requests in the past - some more unusual than others so nothing ever surprised him. This was no exception! Within the hour he had returned having carried out Tom's requests and confirmed he had put other plans in place, as asked. "The young lady has gone down to dinner sir" he advised. "Shall I continue?" "Yes William" Tom replied. He could feel his excitement building, "Would she react? Would she follow the rules he had set?" he wondered. After a very satisfactory dinner, Anna debated whether to sit in the lounge for a while or go back up to her suite. She wasn't tired but didn't want the unwanted attention she may receive if she were sat on her own. She therefore decided to go up and perhaps play a little music in her room. When she entered she noticed the main lights were off, however, each of the low voltage lamps were switched on, creating a low, almost surreal glow to the room. She moved into the room and towards the bed and noticed a small white envelope on her red silk pillow. "Strange" she thought. "I wonder what this is all about?" Opening the letter she read 'Lover! Are we destined to meet again? I hope so because I want the feel of your lips on mine once again. I want to sit back and bathe in the sight of your gorgeous, voluptuous body. I plan to attend to those long sexy nipples and most of all, reach into your most private place, firstly with my fingers then 'Who knows?... Would you do me the honour of joining me later? I have taken the liberty of selecting your outfit. You will find something on your bed to wear. Please think of me when you dress. Wear nothing other than that I have set out for you. Someone will come to your room to collect you at midnight to bring you to me. Yours A fellow Air Traveller x Anna suddenly felt a warm glow pass through her. As she stood she, very slowly, slipped each garment of clothing off until she was standing naked and moved in front of the full length mirror. Never had she felt so alive! He wanted her!!! Many times over the last few days she had tried to put thoughts of her flight out of her mind but they kept returning. 'Should she meet him?' She knew she would! She had to! She looked at her reflection in the mirror... How could he possibly want to see her again...? What she couldn't see for herself was the beautifully rounded large breasts; her long brown nipples surrounded by a wide expanse of brown rippled flesh. Her shapely figure, large fleshy bottom and swollen pussy lips. All signs telling her that she would not be wanted by a man. Mike had been repulsed; she remembered his words to Jen "Lumps of Meat!" However, Tom thought different. She threw her head back; her heavy mounds swaying with the sudden movement. She watched as her nipples stiffened and grew. Very slowly she let her hands go down from her neck to her breasts. Gently and very slowly she caressed them, playing with her nipples and making them completely hard. She felt a wetness seeping between her legs and reached down to cover her smooth lips. Her finger slipped inside her fold and as it made contact with her raised clit she shivered in anticipation. She wanted so much to satisfy her growing urge but decided to wait. As she moved to the bed, she glanced to her left and looked out of the window. "Could anyone see her nakedness?" she thought. "Could they see the steady rise and fall of her breasts?" She moved forward and pushed herself hard against the cold glass, the pain from her extended nipples piercing her body. Her pussy was on fire! She would need to calm down a little in readiness she thought. As she moved away from the window, she moved towards to the bed and sat down, feeling amazed! "Was he really here?" she thought to herself; remembering his touch, the feel of his soft hands running over her body and knew she wanted more. Anna – Looking over at the clothes he had selected, I picked up one at a time. Knowing that a man had selected this for me made it even more special. I would have imagined that he would have chosen black or possibly red however, he continued to surprise me. Each piece of clothing was a delicate shade of pink. Laid out next to them was a short pale pink silk robe and ribboned slipperettes. Without thinking I headed for the bathroom, deciding to take a warm bath. Although I was pale in colouring, I knew I became a golden colour once warm. I reached for my razor, knowing that the lingerie he had selected would need me to be without hair. I began to feel more than a little turned on as the razor glided slowly over my pussy lips exposing their swollenness. I pictured him doing this for me; his fingers stroking and teasing them apart. I looked at myself as I stepped out of the bath and, for the first time, liked what I saw. After toweling myself dry with the superbly soft towels I dabbed a small spot of Miss Dior perfume on my neck and between my breasts. This was all I intended to put on except for the clothes he had chosen. I sat on the side of the bed and proceeded to put on the silk stockings, pulling them up over my newly shaved legs until they reached my warm thighs. Stepping into the Garter Belt and attaching them to the stockings made me feel very sexy...My large naked breasts swaying with each movement. I completed dressing by slipping on the minute stretch G-string; the small strip of material fitting snugly between my cheeks – almost getting lost, and sheer lace bra. I was disappointed to note that he had chosen the wrong bra size. It felt a little tight and didn't quite cover my huge tits. Or had he? Was this deliberate? Instead of the lace covering my flesh it rested underneath and tentatively took their weight, exposing my nipples. Finally, after slipping on the satin slippers and tying the ribbon around my ankles I slipped the robe on and fastened the belt loosely around me. Although it covered my body it didn't do anything to hide my lengthening nipples. I had timed it well because just as I stood back to view my appearance there was a knock at the door. I was a little disturbed because, all of the time I was dressing I knew my pulses were racing, my heart beating a little faster and embarrassingly, my juices flowed a little. The small piece of material covering my pussy was insufficient to cope! "Good evening Madam" said William. "Would you like to follow me?" There was no sign from him that he was aware that he was leading a half dressed woman out of a hotel bedroom. Instead of following the corridor he turned towards a door I hadn't previously noticed. As we stepped in I was amazed to see that it was a lift. I could tell we were going down and wondered where we were headed to. As the lift doors opened I found myself being shown into the Spa? I turned round to thank William but found that he had disappeared. Turning back I heard a voice "Hello Anna. Tom - "I couldn't rest! My heart hadn't stopped pounding ever since I had spotted her in the reception. I knew that I couldn't let her go now. I wanted her – desperately!" thought Tom. "I'm a firm believer in fate and was going to take this opportunity in both hands." After meeting with William I knew he would have everything in place as I had requested. I was going to seduce Anna. I was going to enjoy pleasuring her body until she screamed for more. "Anna?" thought Tom. "What a lovely name with a lovely body to go with it." I was so glad I chose Claridge's today. I knew that I had found the perfect place for seduction. As the lift doors opened I stepped forward to meet her. Her smile when she saw me was quick and her eyes sparkled in anticipation, as if knowing what was to come. I had chosen her lingerie well! She looked amazing and without a word, I led her by the hand into an ante room just to the side of the oval shaped pool. Its wooden flooring reflecting the light from hundreds of candles burning around the room. In the centre stood a long table – open to the sides but each corner displaying an ornate wooden hook shape to frame the oblong. I stood in front of her, just taking in her beauty. We moved together naturally and kissed, each enjoying the feel of our lips against the others. Eager to move on I took a step back and placed my hands on her waist. I could see the flush of her face as she watched my eyes moving down her body. Taking in the way the silk fell across her heaving breast and resting on her long nipples. I slowly began to undo the silken belt in order that I could move her robe apart. As it moved to expose her full breasts I slowly knelt down in front of her. The silk straps of her slippers sliding away from her slim ankles. I was conscious of the fact that I was eye level to her rounded tummy and the hidden treasure situated below. I could see her body trembling as she felt my breath on her pussy. Standing, I slipped the robe off her shoulders, bringing to full view her beautiful bare breasts. I had no conscious thought other than covering her nipples with my mouth before releasing them. She was now standing in front of me, naked from the waist. Her breasts glowing from my touch. I wanted to see more of her. Feeling her body in the airplane felt wonderful but I now wanted to see her in all her glory. I glided my fingers over her breasts and down towards her waist and garter belt. I gently pulled the top of her thong down just a little allowing my thumb to rub across her hip. Continuing, I stooped down to follow the direction of her thong until her smooth, shiny? pussy was in full view. It took all my effort not to lean forward and touch her moistness. Now that she was completely naked I gently moved her onto the table, face down. I could see the questions in her eye for placed my finger on her full lips to silence her. "Trust me" I mouthed. Now she was lying on her front on the table, I took the opportunity of glancing at her rounded bottom. What I would give to ravish her – right now! I walked across to the side table and picked up the now warm bottle of massage oil and began to drizzle just a little on to her soft warm back. Pouring some into my hand, I replaced the bottle on the floor and began to spread it over her beautiful bottom, gently parted her cheeks and let just a drop or two land on her ass. Her legs parted slightly, revealing just a glimpse of her pussy.I felt no resistance when I parted her legs a bit further and she moved easily, inviting my fingers to touch her. Each time my hands rose to meet the space between her thighs she opened her legs slightly wider.I watched as her breathing changed, becoming slower and deeper, yet at the same time I could feel the beginnings of her arousal. The fragrance of the ylang-ylang became more pronounced in response to her body heat. "Ready to turn over?" I asked, somewhat huskily. Without missing a beat she gave a muffed grunt and rolled over, exposing her lovely breasts and smooth shiny sex. "Was that a tiny pearl of moisture between her legs glistening in the sunlight?" I thought. My breathing quickened and I knew my cock was becoming erect.I began by drizzling the scented oil over her breasts and stomach and making slow circular stokes around her navel in a widening spiral until I was reaching over her breasts and down to her pubic bone. I let each nipple slide up between my thumb and forefinger till it reached where they joined and applied just a touch of pressure. She inhaled sharply. "Her thighs were beginning to tremble?" I thought to myself. As her legs opened wider I leaned over her and began gently to nuzzle the top of her slit with my tongue. I smelled the oil mixed with aroused woman and could no longer resist reaching out, gently opening her lips and licking her raised clit. "Aaaahhhh!" she hissed and opened her legs wider. I probed her clit further with my tongue and began to suck on as if it were a cock. Finally, Anna could stand no more. She took my head and forced my face into her very hot pussy. "Eat me, dammit!" she ordered frantically. I continued sucking, licking and fucking her with my mouth and tongue until it happened! I knew she was about to about to cum, as her whole body started to shake. Then suddenly she moved as if to move my head away from her sex but I remained. I felt her release her juices all over me and went on and on fucking her. "Oh God this felt so good!" Anna – I had never felt so wanted! He had brought me to the best climax I had ever had. Feeling the warmth from his mouth made me shiver with desire. All the time he was between my legs, I could feel him caressing my thighs with his fingertips. I knew even my breasts were responding to his touch. I should have felt embarrassed but it made me feel even more alive, knowing I was covering his face in my fluids. I moaned as I lay back...spent! I must have passed out for a minute or two because when I woke he had moved away and I felt him standing above me behind my head. Whilst I rested he had taken my wrists and tied & bound them to the posts at the head of the bed. He had also wrapped silk around my ankles, pulling my legs to the corners of the table and tying each to its own pole. Now there was no way to close my legs. I closed my eyes for a second taking it in that I was now thoroughly exposed but quickly opened them again as I felt someone touch me. Looking around me I watched as there was, standing each side of me, a man and a woman. They were both naked and were using their hands to rub oil all over me. I looked to my right and saw that the man was obviously aroused. He was alternating between stroking his own growing cock and circling my right breast. I raised my eyes to try to catch Tom's eye but all I could see was his long hard cock above me. As it bobbed I was able to reach up and lick the drop of moisture from its tip. At some stage, he had stripped himself and was now totally naked. Although I was enjoying the touch of both man and woman I knew I had to have this man - my fellow air traveller! So I turned myself until I was now on my front and resting on my elbows. He was standing directly in front of me, leaning forward a little with his hands lightly resting on the corner hooks either side of my shoulders. I was aware of their hands now stroking my back and buttocks and, unconsciously, clenched my cheeks as they circled their fingers moving slowly towards the split between them. My head was in a whirl! I was longing for their attention... However, the decision was made for me as I looked up and watched as his hard, upright cock moved nearer to my mouth. I opened it wide, inviting his trembling member inside. As he slid it inside me I closed my mouth a little, feeling every ridge and throbbing vein. I could feel it pulsate...could feel his juices flow around and over my lips mmmmmmmmmm As his orgasm grew I could feel a warmth building between my legs. They were being parted and I could feel fingers brushing both my swollen lips and rimming my puckered ass hole. I was raised slightly so that my knees were now high and wide. Each time he thrust in my mouth I felt 2 or maybe 3 fingers entering my pussy and ass in unison. As I continued to climax I felt his softening cock withdraw; leaving me with his exquisite juices all over my face and neck. I closed my eyes and bathed in his cream. Tom "Oh God! I feel so drawn to this woman" I thought, looking at her as she slept. Moving to one side, I watched as Sebastian and Chloe lifted her from the table and placed her on one of the wicker lounger's next to the pool. All the time using their hands to touch and tease; her nipples automatically reacting in her sleep. Her reddened face reflected our recent coupling. Her breasts flopped a little with movement and her legs naturally parted on contact with the seat. I wanted her again. I wanted to feel my cock inside her, slowly moving in and out and feeling her pussy lips wrapped around my hard shaft. As I walked towards her, wanting to run my fingers along her rounded tummy and along the inside of her thighs, William approached. "Sir, you have a telephone call. You can take it at the reception desk just outside the spa" he advised. "Oh what now?" I thought. "Can they not make a decision without me?" Well, it had to happen didn't it? It seems they needed me back in New York – urgently! What a predicament! I didn't want to leave this lovely lady but had no choice. Anna The first thing I noticed was that I had been moved and was now lying next to the beautiful blue oval shaped pool. As I sat up, my hands were drawn to the pink silk robe I was wearing. The front tried to move apart with my movement however, it caught on my hard nipples...sending tingles around my body. "Where was he?" I puzzled. "Had I dreamt that?" However, as I glanced to my right I noticed another envelope resting beside me. Travelling for Pleasure Ch. 02 I turned over and swam along on my back...looking up at the mirrored ceiling, watching the tips of my nipples above the surface of the water. I watched as the water ran off my naked pussy lips and felt the ripples as I moved myself along. As I relaxed, I hadn't noticed another couple join me in the pool until, suddenly I felt hands touching me...sliding along my toes , up my legs and circling my waist. I jerked to one side as a further pair of hands slid under my arms and gently pulled me up the graduated rise of the pool floor until I was resting on the side of the pool. As I raised my head I recoiled! Directly in front of me stood a beautiful lady – I remembered her from her touch while I was on the table. She was completely naked except for an exceptionally thick blond mound of curls between her legs. I couldn't help but look at this as she was kneeling in front of me. She took my hand and placed it around her swollen pussy...urging me to play with her hair in such a way that gradually my fingers were being invited to slip inside her. I had never even thought about being with a woman however, this felt good! She settled her knees either side of my body and slowly moved forward until her hairy sex was now positioned over my face. I automatically reached up with my tongue and took long strokes along her lips. I could feel her moisture drip on to me; she tasted so good! As she continued to tease and taunt me with her sex I felt my legs being parted and my lips being pulled apart. The next thing I knew I felt his cock thrust deep inside me. Who's cock I didn't know but he was certainly filling me. I felt every ridge, every vein as he forced his way deep inside me. Again and again he thrust...forcing my body forward. As I looked up, past her curls, I could see his hands moulding her breasts...pulling on her nipples in one motion then flattening his palms back against them in another. Until, yet again, I reached another orgasm. My whole body shook as I felt my liquid pour from not just my own pussy but from hers too – just as his hot cream coated my pussy. And as quick as it happened I felt them pull back and attend to my warm flushed body with soft wet towels, cleaning me. I lay back slightly and closed my eyes, trying to control my heart rate. After a few minutes I looked up to watch them. She had a beautiful face, framed by golden blond hair above a slender neck. Her soft skin was lightly tanned, her breasts were the most perfect shape, small and pert with nipples jutting towards me invitingly He was also blond but, unlike her had no body hair whatsoever. His smooth torso shone with his exertions. I looked down to the place between his thighs and was absolutely amazed! His cock was very long and narrow...its bulbous head round and smooth but still covered in my creamy cum. I couldn't take my eyes off his shaft. "Are you OK?" he asked, smiling at me. "Er, yes" I replied weakly, "I'm fine. I think I just need to unwind a bit". Standing between my now open thighs I felt myself take hold of his hard erection and bring it to my awaiting mouth. With a sigh I felt him relax and let me now pleasure him. I placed my lips around his growing shaft and sucked him avidly...pulling my lips along his ridges -back and forth until I felt his tip tremble and explode, releasing wad after wad of cum. I held onto his cheeks for a little longer while I regained my breath then the moment was gone - he climbed off me. Later on, back in my room, I lay back on the bed recapping on my evening...But all too soon, I remembered I would have to return home to face HIM! To be continued: Travelling for Pleasure Ch. 03 As I checked out the following day, I looked around to see if Tom was around but to no avail. Disappointed, I turned to follow the porter out with my case, however as I walked away, the receptionist - Hazel, called me back. "Oh, Mrs Parker, I have a parcel here for you. It was left by another guest earlier on this morning." As she handed me a very small package wrapped in silver paper, my heart raced! Taking the package, I thanked her and continued towards the waiting car. I was keen and excited to unwrap the parcel, wondering what was inside however, wanted to do so in private. Usually, I would have called Mike to come and collect me however, I didn't want him to know I had returned from New York yesterday and decided to hire a luxury car and chauffeur to take me home. I knew the company would pay my expenses and wasn't unduly worried about the cost. As I settled back into the warm leather I checked to see that the driver was concentrating on the road and started to rip the light paper apart. Suddenly, something fell into my lap. It was a very small pale pink thong! The one I had worn briefly last night. Bringing it up to my face I could tell it still held my personal scent! However, there was something else? His scent!! Closing my eyes and taking a deep breath I could almost see him here with me. I could feel myself redden as my hand automatically moved to my breast and began to tease my nipple. I couldn't believe how I had let myself go last night ... bared my breasts and opened my legs for not just him but for others too! This was so not me! I lay back in the seat for the rest of the journey, just remembering!!!! When we were around 10 minutes away from home I thought I would ring to see if anyone was home and was speechless, just for a second, to hear Jennie's voice answer my phone. "Hello Jennie" I said, "It's Anna." Stuttering, Jennie replied "Oh hi Anna, that was good timing. I've just popped in to check Catherine's up and ready for college." "Great" I replied. "Is she ok? Can I have a word please?" "Well she's actually just left, Anna" she said quickly. "Is Mike there?" I asked quietly. "I'm not sure. I'll just check for you." I could hear muffled noises and bangs then she returned. "Yes, I'll just put him on. He must have been upstairs when you rang and didn't hear the phone" said Jennie, seemingly out of breath. 'They must think I'm stupid' I thought. 'There's a phone in our bedroom! I bet she was in the middle of fucking my husband?' "Hi babe" I heard Mike say. "Good journey?" "You sound out of breath Mike. How come?" "Oh I was just doing a workout in the spare room. Trying to work off some of this excess weight I've put on" he laughed uncertainly. "Want me to pick you up?" "No it's fine. Actually I'm just calling to tell you I've hired a car to take me home so I should be with you in around 10 minutes." It was almost laughable... I could hear lots of movement in the background - probably them both trying to get dressed and tidy round before I got there. "Oh great!" he replied. "See you soon then" quickly ringing off. I just sat there, not sure if I should go straight home or not or perhaps drive around a little more. Did I want confrontation or not? Perhaps our sham of a marriage had gone on long enough so I decided to go straight home. A little over ten minutes later we pulled onto the drive. I collected my luggage from the driver and met Mike at the front door, looking hot and flustered. "Hi babe. Good to have you back. Successful trip?" he asked, taking my case and moving in as if to kiss me. I quickly took a step backwards! "I'm tired Mike. I just want to have a bath and relax. Where's Jennie?" "Oh she's gone home. She only popped in for a minute and wanted us to have some time to ourselves, so left when you called." 'I bet she did' I thought. She knew that a woman could spot the tell tale signs of sexual activity a mile off and she also knew I would spot it on her too. I wondered how much energy he had used on her this morning and decided to put it to the test. "I'm just going to run myself a bath Mike. How about bring me a cup of tea up eh?" "Of course, darling. Carry on and I'll bring it up in a minute." he said quickly. Little did he know what was in store for him! Prior to running a bath, I took my case to the bedroom and removed two silk scarves. Wrapping them around the upper posts on the bed I quickly returned to the bathroom. Whilst the bath taps were running, I slowly stripped down to my underwear - A black lacy bra and matching thong. I looked at myself in the bathroom mirror and thought for the first time for a long time, that I looked how I was meant to look. A sexy mature lady with a body that shows she's experienced a full life - Child bearing silver stretch lines, round heavy breasts with long sturdy nipples that had nurtured two children and wide child bearing hips. I didn't see myself as fat and ugly any longer, I now saw what Tom had seen. A sexy wanton woman with a consummate need to both give and receive pleasure. As I dabbed a little perfume behind my ears and between my breasts I could hear Mike coming up the stairs. I quickly moved into the position I wanted him to see me in when he entered. If it wasn't so serous it would be funny! Just to see the look on his face as he came through the door and nearly dropped the tea cup. I had leant over the bath, raising my bottom in the air and making sure my legs were wide apart. The silky slip of material at the back of my thong resting tightly between my cheeks and I knew he had spotted my pussy lips being held within the smooth black silk. Seconds after he entered I stood and turned towards him. I could tell he was uncertain as to what to say; his eyes taking in my heaving breasts, noticing the hard nipples trying to push through the thin material. He watched me trail my fingers lightly over my body, almost absentmindedly. Over and around my bound breasts, slipping my fingers over the lace and teasing it down so that a little of the brown rippled skin next to my nipple was showing. Asking him to put the cup down next to me I began to move my hand down, over my rounded stomach and resting against my covered sex. I watched as his eyes widened, following the direction of my hands. 'This was having an effect on him' I thought to myself. His face, possibly still a little flushed from his earlier coupling was now a deeper red and I could see that his breathing was becoming more erratic. As I looked down I could tell that his cock (Wow - what progress! I thought of it as his cock and not his penis) was less limp even to the point of growing under my watchful eye. But I didn't want that. I wanted his cock rock hard and aching...I wanted - no needed - him to beg me for release, so I continued stroking and teasing my pussy with one hand and pulling on my now bare brown nipple, until he could see how wet I was. One other thing to realise about Mike was he liked to be in control. He liked to call the shots and totally believed that he was irresistible to all women. He once said he only had to give a lady a certain look and she wouldn't be able to resist him. I wonder how many women had had the pleasure? It was at that particular moment that I wondered what on earth I had seen in him and why had I wasted my life being made to feel so undervalued. The only good thing he had done for me was give me his seed twice - resulting in 2 fantastic kids! I could tell he didn't like the fact that I was currently in control and couldn't control his growing erection. As he moved forward I held my hand up to stop him, reached behind and unhooked my bra, freeing my full breasts. His eyes widened as I reached forward to cup his hardness and said "Aren't you a little overdressed Mike? Shall we move into the bedroom?" As he turned to leave, hastily stripping his clothes off, I said quietly "Lie on the bed Mike, on your back but leave the lights off. Once I felt I had worked Mike up nicely I grinned as I watched him scuttle to our bedroom. His face said it all! As I entered the room I looked closely at him; lying stretched out on his back, eager for sex. I could see the rise and fall of his chest, emphasising his quick breathing, the ruddiness of cheeks and, looking along his body, his obvious erection. He caught my eye, drawing me down to observe his now stretched purple shaft straining for release. I moved forward and kissed him seductively, making sure my lips only gently touched his and indicated that he should not make a sound. Noticing a faint smell of perfume lingering around his face I almost decided against continuing with my plan but decided to go on. I reached out and softly took each of his willing hands and raised them towards each post, making sure his fingers 'accidentally' brushed my sensitive nipples. I almost laughed as his cock jumped as each finger made contact. Once his hands were secured tightly and I knew he was unable to break free I stood back from the bed a little. Sensing my withdrawal Mike opened his mouth to say something but before he could, I quickly placed my rolled up thong in his mouth, so that he was unable to speak. I could see he was now very angry at the position I had put him in and began the futile task of struggling to break free. "Do you want me Mike?" I asked, touching myself intimately. "Would you like me to touch you - take you in my mouth?" I laughed, seeing his cock grow even harder and noticing the small drop of liquid seep out of his tip. "Oh I forgot! I don't do oral, do I love? As he continued to thrash around, I moved around the room, noticing his eyes follow me to see what I would do next. I couldn't swear to it but I think he was a little disappointed to see me get dressed and repack a bag. I could see his hard cock softening a little so moved towards him, took hold of him and slid my soft hand up and down his throbbing shaft. Happy with the result I picked up the phone and dialled. "Hello Jennie. I just thought you might like to come over for a cuppa, catch up on things?" I asked. "I'll put the kettle on so see you in a minute" and quickly rang off. Seeing the look of horror on his face I smiled and walked downstairs, carrying my now full case. "Hello" I heard Jennie's voice behind me, as I poured the tea into the cups. "Oh hi Jennie. How have you been? I hope my husband and daughter haven't been using you too much?" I asked, almost laughing at the look of horror on her face. "No, no" she stuttered. Before she could continue, I said "I have a present for you, just to say thanks for all your efforts. I know you've put yourself to a lot of trouble for Mike. I've left it upstairs for you. Go on! Help yourself. I hope you enjoy." ******** Tom It had been quite a hectic and definitely stressful couple of months. I'd had word that one of my hotels in the Chambers Group was in some form of trouble and the only way to sort it was if I were to go there personally. Frank, my PA and long standing friend, had sent a message to Claridges informing me that I was needed quickly and, knowing him well, I knew it had to be important and had no choice but to leave; even though that was the last thing I wanted! What had started off as pure carnal desire, had grown to something seemingly more important - well, to me anyway. Perhaps our relationship was only ever meant to be just a physical one? Relationship? Maybe that's not quite the right word, is it? I had just enjoyed the most surreal night of my life and wondered whether leaving Anna so abruptly would result in us ever getting together again? Anna! A woman I had only met once before and hardly knew! I'd spotted her at the airport check in desk and had then craftily reassigned my seat next to hers on the plane. This woman appeared to be quite feisty and I decided she would make a good travelling companion. My business over in New York seemed insignificant when compared to what had taken place on the flight. I still can't believe we had actually enjoyed a blatant, semi public, sexual coupling. I'd recently (well, a little over a year ago) split with my childhood sweetheart Stephanie, who had finally decided she couldn't change me and make me settle down in one place. I knew she loved our family home, Sutton Manor, and wanted us to settle down in the Lincolnshire countryside however, she had at last understood that I wasn't ready to settle down yet and so had moved back to be with her family in America. Perhaps I was feeling a little neglected? Wanted some intimacy? I'd had little time or inclination for female company and when I saw Anna, I'd felt something I hadn't felt in a long time. After leaving London, I flew to Schipol Airport to see what the latest problems at The Chambers Inn in Amsterdam were. This hotel was one of the smaller hotels in my group however, because of both building issues and ongoing staffing problems I had decided to sell; albeit reluctantly, to one of my competitors. Although verbally having agreed a price with Howard Benz, a distant relative of the Von Dehn family (founders of the Hyatt Group), Frank informed me that he had received correspondence from Benz stating that, as the hotel was being used as a brothel at the moment, he was reluctant to pay the full asking price. I knew he wanted or perhaps needed this property badly. The land the hotel stood on was situated right next to one of his own small hotels and he wanted to expand his own growing empire. Frank advised me that he had looked into the situation and found out that Julia Benz, Howard's daughter, had booked a number of rooms in various names over the last few weeks and was inviting some of the less experienced ladies from the famous Red Light district to use them. These ladies were disinclined to follow rules and regulations about their chosen profession and were not too choosy about their clients. It sounded very much like a set up to me and, anyone knowing me well should understand I wouldn't be threatened in any way. It was right for Frank to call me. "Leave it with me, Frank" I said, smiling. "Ms Benz has met her match I think! Next time she books a room let me know will you?" It worked out even better than I imagined! Within the week, I'd had Frank on the phone telling me that she had actually booked one of the larger suites for the following Saturday. Frank, having a previous murky and very colourful past, had a great many contacts and had found out that she had planned an orgy for some of the girls who worked the streets behind the railway station. After making a call to Sgt Drew Van Steen of the Amsterdam police, incidentally an old friend and close confidante, I contacted Howard's office and invited both Howard and Julia out for a meal to discuss the sale, on that particular Saturday night. I had previously found out that Howard had business in the States and would not be in the country that night. I was banking on Julia thinking that I had buckled under and would sell for the much lowered offer. She accepted! My plan was working so far. I had arranged to meet her at the hotel at 8pm, informing her that we would be dining in my private suite. As predicted, I met her as she walked into the reception area, suitably late and looking very confident, and suggested that perhaps we should have a pre-dinner drink in the lounge. Unbeknown to Julia, the cool Champagne had been doctored a little; having ensured my own had been poured first. Frank had told me a while ago of a new drug currently being tested, which induced a relaxed state of mind. The recipient, totally awake, would be brainwashed into thinking they can be subjected to any physical actions and, not only enjoy but want more. They would be insatiable. After a few minutes I could see Julius eyes glazing and suggested we move upstairs to dine. She agreed readily. Once inside the lift I thought I would test her re-actions to me. "Lift up your skirt Julia" I demanded. Without hesitating, she took hold of the hem of her full skirt and raised it high above her head. She had obviously dressed for the occasion as she was wearing very little underneath. She wore a pair of white French panties along with a pair of white hold-ups. The lace edge panties resting along her sex but very loosely. As she raised her arms, the silk pulled tight against her swollen lips, displaying the narrow strip of pubic hair above her slit. "I want to see your pussy. Remove your panties and show me Julia." Before even finishing the sentence, she has slipped her hand inside the pure white silk and slowly slid them down her legs, shuffling a little when it caught on her soft curly pubic hair. "Is that all you want to see Tom?" she asked. "Would you like me to strip for you?" Smiling I said "That wont be necessary just yet Julia. Just remove your skirt and panties and leave your top on for now. When we step out of the lift I want you to knock on the first door you come to along the corridor and show whoever opens it, your pussy. Invite them to touch you!" I stood back in the shadows as she knocked, so as not to be seen. An older gentleman, dressed very smartly in a lightweight grey suit opened the door and stood back - aghast! Julia leaned against the door; legs spread a little and suggestively licked her lips. She looked and acted like a true professional! "Do you want to touch my pussy sir?" she asked. I watched as he slowly looked down from her face, past her partially covered breasts to settle on the naked part of her body. Reluctantly moving his eyes away from her nakedness his face turned a harsh shade of puce as he uttered "Please Madam, I don't know what you think you are doing but I suggest you return to your room, if you have one that is?" he demanded, slamming the door shut in front of her. She turned to me and said "Why doesn't he want to see my pussy Tom?" "Don't worry Julia" I replied. "Perhaps he doesn't like the way you're dressed? I have a friend staying here who would love to help you dress in a way he will love. Ok?" Her eyes lit up as she nodded her consent. I continued "Once you are suitably dressed you will be able to have as much fun as you want and show your whole body to everyone that wants to see it. Do you like men in uniform Julia?" "Oh yes Tom. Can I then show them my pussy?" she asked quickly. "Yes Julia, but only after they have agreed to pay you 100 euros. You must ask for money first, because if you don't they wont want to see your naked body. You must tell them that if they want to see your pussy, they must pay for it first. Ok? Opening the door to the large suite, I saw that the girls were already there and in various stages of undress. Turning to my left I noticed Rebecca, Frank's partner. She winked and said "Oh Hi Julia. You look good. However, I have something far more exciting for you, taking hold of her hands and leading her into another small room." When they returned half an hour later Tom stood back in amazement. Whilst, when he had met her earlier he thought her both elegant and strangely beautiful, he was now faced with a totally different picture. She looked every inch a prostitute. Rebecca had not only dressed her appropriately but she had also made up her face with heavy make up and bright red lips. She wore a black Basque with an open crotch, which fastened at the front with red lace ribbons. Her breasts were bared and Rebecca had put the finishing touch to their appeal by rubbing some rouge into the hard bullet like nipples. Gone were her white virginal stockings and they were replaced by black fishnets and 5" black shiny patent heels. Around her neck was a diamond studded choker and she also wore matching wrist bands. As she entered the other girls and their escorts seemed to stop what they were doing and watch as she paraded her body in front of them. Travelling for Pleasure Ch. 03 Wouldn't you like to join them Julia? I said. I'm sure they would love to see you closer up. Around the room I could see plenty of nodding heads and a general move forwards a couple of steps. I want you to thoroughly enjoy yourself tonight and when you've satisfied everyone I have a little surprise for you. OK?" I continued. Her eyes lit up! "You want to see my pussy?" she purred, sliding her finger along her now damp slit. Rebecca obviously now very involved in the scene said "I would very much Julia but I think I should wait my turn. These gentlemen are more eager for you to please them first" she said, leading her into the middle of the room. "I don't want you to take anything off yet Julia. These gentlemen like to see you like that. Like me - they want to see not only your pussy but they also want you to taste their hard cocks. All the time I was describing what would happen, I could see her getting more and more excited. She was throwing herself forward from one man to the next, grabbing their growing erections as they pushed her down on the floor. It was obvious that she was going to be filled in more than one place at a time. "Once they have finished with you" I continued, "I have a special surprise for you." ****************** For more than 20 minutes I watched as they used her roughly. Three men were positioned around her hips; two were holding her legs apart whilst another was pumping her cunt hard. Then, rotating with each other they each had a turn. At her head, another was forcing her head back whilst thrusting his cock in her mouth. The smooth black silk was now covered in white sticky cum. It amused me to think how she would feel in the morning. I was told that although she was enjoying her time now but oblivious to her actions; in the morning she would wake knowing exactly what she had done! Time was getting on and I could see that the drug would soon wear off and, as if planned, I suddenly felt a small vibration from the mobile phone in my pocket. As this was the signal for myself and Rebecca to leave the room, we slipped unnoticed into the corridor and entered the room next door. As we entered we heard a commotion outside and I heard Sgt Van Steen call out to his team of, I would say around six, to gather them all up to take them down to the police station. I then heard Julia's voice protecting her innocence. Obviously the drug had now worn off! "Do you realise who I am?" she cried, as she was roughly bundled out of the door. "I'm no prostitute!" As she spoke, the door opposite opened and a small grey haired gentleman stepped out. "I'm sorry for the commotion Major" said Sgt Van Steen, we were given a tip off that there was unsavoury goings on here tonight." "The man looked directly at Julia and said" If you need me to make a statement Sgt, I will happily do so. This 'person' has no morals and I want to see her take her punishment." To be continued... Travelling for Pleasure "Hi Peter" I called. It's lovely lo see you again Anna" he replied, taking hold of my elbow and leading me out to a waiting limousine. Stepping into the car I hadn't noticed the man behind, standing to one side. "It was a shame he had a heavy schedule to follow whilst he was in America, as he would have loved to continue where they left off" he thought. Getting back to his seat he was disappointed to see that she had left the plane. However, he'd had a good look at the notice board being held out for her in the Terminal and made a mental note to look her up when he returned to Britain. Anna's trip was uneventful and, as she travelled back in the taxi to her home a few days later, she had almost forgotten the strange episode on the plane going over there. She had been so organised, her planned trip of 5 days turned out to be less. Rather than phone on ahead she had decided to surprise Mike. She knew he would be at work and wanted to spoil him a little with his favourite food and wine when he got home. So she was surprised when the taxi, pulling up short of her house, sped away leaving her looking at Mike's car in the driveway. "Why was he here at this time" 1 thought, "Perhaps someone had given him a lift today? He had mentioned that the car needed to go in for a service." I noticed the garage door was slightly open so decided to enter the house through the back way. I couldn't see any sign of life downstairs so assumed he was out. I was glad in a way because, knowing I was alone, I always took the opportunity of removing my day clothes. I usually spent my time at home alone in my underwear and sometime naked. It was only when he came home I covered up....he always made me feel uncomfortable. So as I stripped, I glanced at my reflection in the full length mirror, Although I knew I wasn't Mike's idea of beautiful I loved looking at my large but firm breasts. I loved my long nipples and little did Mike know but I had, in a moment of madness, shaved my pubic hair, As l started to stroke myself I heard a low moan, which seemed to be coming from upstairs. "Oh god, had we got burglars?" I thought, as tip toed up the carpeted stairs. Seeing my bedroom door open a little I silently moved towards it. Looking through the gap in the door I had to stop myself crying out. Mike was stretched out on his back on my bed. Both his hands and feet were tied to the wooden posts in a star like shape and he was naked. I could see he was aroused because his penis...no Cock!, was sticking up at angles to his body. In fact, I could see it was straining for release as his cock head was purple and jerking with strain. I had never seen it so big! As if in slow motion, I watched Jenny, my best friend and neighbour climb above him, her knees either side of his erection and then plunge down hard. 1 watched as she rode him like a bucking bronco, her small breasts hardly moving. It was obvious he was having an orgasm as she slowed down a little and started to play with her breasts. "You like my little titties Mikey" she purred, as she stroked herself. "Much better than those huge lumps of meat Annie has eh?" Annie?' That was Mike's pet name for me, I puzzled. "Oh you are fantastic Jen" he replied. "I love putting them in my mouth, forcing those inverted nipples out with my teeth. Annie's nubs are so long it puts me off playing with them, Yours are like a little girls Jen - like my little Catherine's." "Will you let me finish you off Jen, like I usually do...please?" he pleaded, "Beg me Mikey" she purred. "Please can I fuck your arse Jen...please please" he continued whining. His hand's travelling over her almost boy like body, he loved the feel of her tight hairless pussy squeezing his cock but wanted his way too. He loved the way she accepted his abuse of her body, Anna would never let him near her arse! At that Jen turned around, her small pussy never leaving his softening cock and leant forward, her head falling between his outstretched legs, He sat forward a little, licked his finger and slowly inserted it in her anal hole.. She squirmed a little but, by her actions, was begging for more. At that I had seen enough. I quietly ran down the stairs, got dressed and went out of the garage door, not forgetting to pick up my holdall so no-one would know I had been back. I was totally floored. It was one thing thinking your husband was unfaithful but another, actually seeing him in action - and with your best friend too. And what was that crack about Catherine?" As I hailed a taxi and sat back to think, I realised that perhaps I wasn't whiter than white either. I booked into the first hotel I thought of and lay down on the bed to think about things. ************ To be continued….