Then one goes on the other nipple. I am racked with pain. But as I watch these beautiful, sexy, and evil women work, I continue to be aroused. Thou...h my cock is also in pain, it is also trying to stiffen. My mind imagines me fucking these women. How can that be? I know I’ll never do that. But my mind continues to fantasize. Then one of them says that they can now start the really good stuff on me. I wonder how it can get worse, but it probably will. Then there is the crack of a whip. I check in and walk towards the lifts to take me to my room..And as you look over your shoulder, catching me looking at your ass. You look up to see me watching you and smile.I see you waiting at the lifts and follow behind you as we both wait for the lift. the door opens, as we both walk inside, clumsily nudging against each other as we drag our luggage in. I ask what floor you need, and you say floor 9. Me to I say, as I press the button and the doors close...You look at me and ask if I am. I opened my eyes and felt myself almost panting, my hands sliding down my leggings, tracing my skin. It wasn’t right perhaps to fantasize about a man I couldn’t have, would never have, but the need was desperate. I was aching, my clit a hard button of throbbing pain in my panties, my slit soaked with my need. I worked my leggings down, my whimpers louder, and let my thumb brush across my wet slit, then dip between the lips of my sex, groaning, feeling how wet the fantasy had made me.“Fuck…” I. Lucy gave me a little whistle as I turned round. I suppose this was more me than the church outfit. I just hoped Andrew would like it. ‘Right we’ll meet you later, unless you decide to bring him back here,’ Jackie said, as she picked up her coat. I looked at Lucy. I think she knew what I was thinking. She walked up to me and rubbed my arm. ‘I’m not bothered, besides you always did like my cast-offs,’ she said with a smile. So there I was in the flat on my own. I had butterflies in my stomach.