A couple of Bengali girls, sisters, one a college student, Nisha, and the younger, Rambha, a girl doing her plus two were displaying a lot of interest...in me. I was of course a little wary, as I didn’t want to mess around with virgins and get into trouble later. With their elder sister Poulimi, however it was a different matter.The last I saw of Poulimi was a year ago when she got married and left the flats. She was a girl, or rather should I say woman, I had always lusted for. She was the ditto. They were very apologetic and promised us compensation on our return. But it was fine now. We were determined to enjoy this treat to ourselves, celebrating my retirement. The villa stood some way above and overlooking the little Spanish seaside town, with the mountains soaring behind. There were a few other holiday villas and houses of local people on the dusty lane. It was a bigger villa than we expected and we had decided we'd try to fuck in every room in the course of our two-week holiday.. I repeated my bending over bit, this time Fred getting a good faceful of my knickered arse a few inches from his face.The cheers were still continuing, and the music was still going as I hooked one leg up onto the side of Fred's chair and ran my hands down my black stockinged leg. I repeated it on the other side, again giving a good view of my legs and arse to all the men behind and to the side of me.I twanged my suspender belt and made a play of fixing the clasps on them to try and add a bit. She reached down to catch a little on her fingers, spreading it on her lips before licking them clean in a final moment of libidinous sensuality. They bathed for a minute in their post-coital glow, fingers wandering on hot flesh without purpose. Their silence made space for forgotten background noise—a car passing in the street below, or the distant hum of the refrigerator from the opposite end of the house. Jessica turned her head and kissed his stubble, just catching the smile that appeared.