I woke up from the nap around 5 and went to have bath. There was a strange excitement I was looking forward to spending time with Steve. I was thinkin... what all could happen tonight and my hand slowly went between my legs. My fingers making circles on my clit was making me crazy. Just then sound of door bell brought me back to my senses. I cursed the person on the door, finished my bath, came out in my casuals and opened the door. It was Sandra, she wanted me to check all the arrangements in. . I sighed at the memory. Steve’s voice interrupted my reminiscing, “Look, Em, Mike gave me the impression that he wouldn’t mind if you and I...” I glared at him, shook my head. “Steve, I am so not doing this right now. You’re a little drunk and I have a bath ready. I'll see you in the morning.” I stormed out of the room, angry with Mike, angry with Steve and most of all, angry with myself for not spotting the signs, the way Steve had been looking at me all night in between his silences and. Both the boys were groping my boobs at their will and some others around us, were looking at me as well as the two boys.I was enjoying the whole show and was getting excited more and more. When my boobs were being fondled I found one hand opening the buttons of my blouse. The hand successfully opened all the buttons and pulled my boobs out. The boobs were still under my saree but exposed to all those who wanted to see them as the saree was Nylon saree. Suddenly I felt a mouth kissing my nipples. I had better be careful, this one has me tied up in knots, and I am not talking about the red silky ones. I smile and ask him when he’s going to be ready again, and he grimaces and says, ‘feed me, food this time’ I jump up obviously, having more energy than the man, and tell him to order room service while I grab a shower. I laugh at myself as I look into the mirror and see that sappy smile on my face. Goodness, it should take more than a good shag to make a girl feel this giddy. I love a hot.