I looked over at the bar on one side and saw a plate of drinks. I figured I would make myself useful. No sense in literally standing around with my di...k hanging out. The bartender smiled. She was another of these dominant women, corset and tutu and knowing what she wanted. “Pick up the empties, and be quick about it.” I circulated among the ladies, offering drinks and cleaning up the empties. I did the same with hors devours and finally napkins. “You, come here.” It was an older woman of about. When I was back he was ready with coffee. Just when we were having coffee, he had a phone call. I pick up my cup and went close to window and was staring the beautiful sea from the window while he was on the phone.I was staring at the sea forgetting everything around. I didn’t even realize when he came and stood next to me. I realized his presence next to me only when he warped his arm around my shoulder. I looked at him and saw feelings in his eyes and on his face as never before.Slowly and. ‘Yea, you look so different, you even dress different.’ She looked at the impeccably dressed man before her, he looked down at himself, ‘Definitely not the stripes and camouflage type any more.’ She dazzled him with her smile as she thought back to the day he came out of his apartment, ready to go to the restaurant in baggy camouflage shorts and a navy shirt with red and orange stripes across the chest. ‘I’m sure I can find some camouflage and stripes in my closet,’ he grinned. ‘You look so. Every few days two or three would do her at the same time, or someone would hold her down while they forced themselves into her. She would struggle and beg them not to, partly because she wanted them to make soft love to her and partly because they both liked it better when they ravaged her. She hadn’t had two men at the same time in about a week and she was lying in the middle of the bed, lazily fingering herself to try to massage a pussyache that she knew only several big hard cocks could.