He started to finger my anus and my belly arched up as he probed me front and back.I didn’t hear any knock or the door opening but a voice hissed fr...m across the room “I’ve brought the champagne. Is this a party or what?” A short laugh from the bottom of the bed then from somewhere near my head the new voice asked “Is this the piece (two indistinct names) had this morning?”“Crumbs! Was it only this morning?” I thoughtThinking was interrupted as a bulbous head filled my mouth. I couldn’t taste. The thought of it made me horny. Once more.But we had to play it cool. It was though on us. We avoided each other as best as we could. And it worked out. Mum stayed inside the house. Helped in the kitchen. With most of the other women. I spent my time at the pool. Cooling myself off. Reading a book I found lying around in the house. Oedipus, or something similar. Luckily there were no women around. Only the male part of the family was present. Talking with each other, but for the most part just. Now coming to the point, last 24th Dec on the Christmas evening he told that we will spend the night in a hotel and celebrate Christmas. We were tired all the day serving guests at home with relatives and tried to avoid but he was adamant. After bidding all guests goodnight, and after our baby went to sleep at 7pm with her maid, we started for a good hotel and I asked why to waste money like this. He said that we will enjoy today. We reached the hotel and I saw that he has booked a decent. It was peach anda pale green with lettering in some art deco font. There was a flashygraphic of a retroish 1940's scene in a pavilion or something. Below itread '100% tobacco flavored with our secret blend of herbals and curedby ancient method.' He glanced over the surgeon generals warning andnoticed the tax stamp on the bottom. The pack was long and thin toaccommodate the style of cigarette most popular among women. He'd seena dozen brands just like it. When he looked up again, she was.