My swimming trunks were entirely too constricting on my growing erection in the bubbles. Derek's head was back against the side of the pool but he was...smiling as he watched Amie's uncomfortable, but no doubt arousing, situation. I said, "Go ahead, baby...at least let the top drop down." She blushed, then looked back at Sarah and said, "Ok, you untie it." I reached over, pressing against her hardened nipples and untied the bow knot, then looked back to see both Derek and Sarah glance approvingly. I wondered too what she wanted. In the space of the few glorious hours I had known her, I could not claim to know her. The danger of these encounters is that you don’t get do overs. Try it this way once, and the next time we can try the other. There may be no next time. This was the championship, win or whack off. Adding to the pressure, the clock was ticking. I knew she had a return flight and I had no idea how long I had slept. Damn that post-coital sleep gene. The cure for that is the next. “See the hickeys that Jim left on my tits. I loved it when he bit them!” I am desperately horny. My hips start to move as I try to fuck the air. Lynn sees my desperation and grins before turning around to show me her ass. “My ass is still a little red from Jim’s spanking. It was such a turn-on to be spanked by a strong virile man!” Lynn now climbs onto the bed and kneels with her pussy over my face. “Kiss my unfaithful pussy!” She lowers her swollen cunt down to my mouth. I strain my head up so. Elaine accompanied Mrs Gloria Trent around the premises; she was a woman who had become a widow at an early age and had been taken full advantage of by Fox-Janner who was her landlord. By the time the conversation was over, she had lost her tired look completely and drove home speedily in the battered hatchback car she had driven to the club so carefully, for fear of it breaking down; she could not believe the luck she'd had in meeting Elaine, who had advised her that her position in life was.