****The Sunset Club, good choice, I thought watching a couple of hotties walk past me where I lay on my sunbed. One was a brunette and the other a blo...d. Age wise I figured mid-twenties and as they walked away from me I lifted my sunglasses and stared at their tight asses. I needed some of that, I decided and wondered in which hotel they were staying at.“Can I offer you a drink?”I turned and next to me stood a young man in white shorts, and a white polo shirt. He smiled so much I thought half. At that moment I had begun to enjoy the feeling of giving a guy a blowjob. Evidently something about being dominated by a woman appealed to me.I got out of the tub and went to my bedroom. I had the maid's uniform laid out on my bed with a pair of black lace-top thigh-high stockings, a black garter belt, a black push-up bra with gel breast forms, and a pair of black silk tap panties. I put on the panties, the bra, the garter belt and the stockings.I checked myself out in the mirror, "Not bad."I. Instead of another dress, I reached into the Ann Summers bag and pulled out the bra, I undid my bra and put it down, I stroked my nipples wanting to tease John even more. I put the new bra on, it felt fabulous. I then pulled my knickers down, put them on the side, and picked out the corset. I slowly put it on, imagining what I was doing to John. I then rolled down my holdups, then bent over, reaching into the back for the thong, I made a meal out of it, knowing that he was seeing my pussy and. I did love it. I wanted it. I craved it. I just kept thinking don't stop. But he did stop, after unleashing a huge load into my ass. I fell forward on the mattress knowing I could take no more cock this night. The other men then got up and fixed themselves new drinks. I laid there recovering, alone in the spotlight. I felt great. I wanted this. I wanted to be a used slut. I wanted strange men to fuck me over and over. I loved the feeling of a hard cock in my ass.A few minutes later, Ron walked.