You catch her with a flashing glance, standing in the corner with her feet together and her hands clasped in front of her. She’s watching you inten...ly. She’s not bad looking: slight tan with barely noticeable tan lines, 5’6”, 140 lbs, 34C, long brown hair that probably looked much more kept earlier in the night, sharp blue eyes, a subtle, playful look.You’re snapped out of your racing observations and thoughts by my simple but firm command: “Kneel”. You see me pointing near the foot of the. As we sat drinking, in the corner, one of the local girls came over to us, drink in hand. Can I join you? she asked as she took the spare stool next to mine. Yeah Jo why not. replied Paul, lust in his eyes. Jo was a 17 year old local hotty, unfortunately taken with a long time boyfriend, whom was stood talking to his friends at the bar. She was rather well stacked 38DD ish, or had a nice rack as our American cousins may say. Hair, Jennifer Anniston style and although no raving beauty she was. It had been over ten years since another man had seen her naked, and he had had to wait a good three months before he was allowed that privilege. The man stripping her now had known her a matter of minutes and he was now kneeling at her feet lifting her feet from her skirt. Moments later her panties were around her ankles. “I suppose you can guess what’s coming next can’t you?” He said as he stood up and began to unbuckle his belt. “You’re going to make me suck your cock?” She responded. He. It makes me feel very desirable. They have a live band in the bar here at the hotel. Would you like to go in for a drink? No, I have to get up early and I have had more drinks than I need already., I answer. Just one drink and a dance or two. Ok, just one drink, then I must go to bed. We leave the dining room and go to the bar and find a table in the back of the room. The band is playing oldies. We order more wine and Jim takes my hand and holds it. I feel like a teenage girl on my.