Ohhh, spreading out to capture her behind, cupping her cheeks through her dress. He pressed her hips against his and Diana could feel his hardness. ...e began to rub against her in a very slow and subtle motion as he continued to kiss her and his hands continued to hold and fondle her behind.Ohhh… Diana hadn’t known what to expect, of course, but she had vaguely imagined James just holding her and kissing her the way he had the other night, but for longer. But this, oh my god, the heat of it,. They were undoubtedly four sisters, all in their late twenties and thirties, and attractive. They were obviously American, and they laughed as they tried what little Spanish they knew on the young waiters. He had seen groups like this many times. Their often affluent husbands allowed them to have "Girl's Time Off" now and then. It worked out on both sides. The husbands at home found babysitters and enjoyed their freedom. Their wives got a chance to once more flirt and act single.He approached. “Do you want another, Stan? My treat.”Stan sighed. “No, I got what I came for. Thanks,” and he smiled slyly.Sharon jumped from the seat. “Well, how about something else? Something stronger.”At that point, Brian, the Manager, came in from the restaurant and into the bar to check that everything was alright as she closed up.“You okay, Shaz?” he asked.“Yeah, fine,” Sharon said, looking at him. Then, when she looked back around for Stan, he had made his way to the other unlocked door and left.“You. I got dressed and shouted at Dad who was stirring, come on sleepy head get up I need to get that bedding changed and call the owners about the power, I must admit they were great about it but said it would take a couple of days to fix and arranged it so we could go to the local and have a shower and get cleaned up. At least we could cook something with the gas hob so that day we went and a few supply’s, nothing was said about what happened and it was as if nothing had happened, but crossing.