We’re asked if we have any questions, to which we say no, and told to enjoy ourselves. They tell us they will be milling around and to come and find...them if we need anything, then head of in different directions, leaving us standing there alone.“What do you want to do?” he whispers, an excited tone creeping into his voice.“I want to get another drink,” I inform him. “Let’s go back downstairs.”As we get back into the chill-out area, a member of staff asks what we would like to drink and tells us. I can remember feeling strangely aroused when I used to see her in just her panti after sport, and she would always wait for me so that we could shower together. And we would look at each other's bodies as the cold water ran town our tummies and onto our puki hair. But unfortunately too shy to take our attraction any further than that.Anyway, after we left the convent, Anna got a job as a chambermaid at the big hotel on the waterfront, and it was there that she met her husband. That was in June. We also went for official parties together and I sometimes used to drop her home from office, as it was on my way. It went on like this for a couple of years & I never had any other intentions about her, as we had good fun together. I must mention though that she had the most kissable lips I’ve seen on an Indian woman. Eventually, I moved out of the co. but we still kept in touch, though not as earlier.One day while I was in office, I got a msg from her and we got talking casually. Later we. Then she lay back on the bed, full-length, posing with her legs almost together, but with her pussy lips clearly visible. Both of the young guys had clear erections pushing at the front of their shorts, a fact that Sarah was very aware of, glancing down at them often, as she was doing. One of the guys said ‘Uhh, um, well, I mean would you, you know, open your legs a bit. I mean, just a bit’, again glancing nervously back at me. Sarah looked at me. I smiled back at her and shrugged. She mouthed.