I dragged my luggage into the lobby of the hotel and requested the keyto my room. "You don't look so well." The clerk commented as he tookdown the ro...m details and cast the room card. "No.. " I quavered,gulped, and tried again. "I guess I'm feeling a bit under the weather."I took some kleenex out of my pocket and wiped my brow, but I couldn'tstop shivering. The shock and anxiety was getting to me. I took thecardkey from the clerk and made my way to my room. Making sure the doorwas locked. I let him drape it round my neck and it nestled nicely into my cleavage. I always wore a very low-cut dress for dinner dates with Roger ... it amused me how he drooled over my tits ... and this evening was no exception. Every so often during dinner I'd fondle and stroke the necklace, knowing full well it just made poor Roger think all the more about doing exactly that with my naked breasts. With ALL of me, let's face it.Any case he really was drooling that night – guess it was the combination. When she'd raised her leg, her knee had hit the underside of the table and knocked her glass to the floor where it shattered. I apologized and told the bartender that I would clean it up but he said not to worry that he would get it. He came to clean it up. Steph hadn't moved and, as he bent down in front of her to pick up the glass, he glanced up and then openly stared at her open legs and pussy. Maybe Steph felt like she owed it to him for breaking his glass. I was getting really turned on. Up near the more expensive suites, she noticed a sad-looking young man. She asked him why he looked that way. He was on his honeymoon, and he was not interested in his new arranged bride at all. They would have sex later that night, he said, and Lucy formulated a plan. Later, while the groom was deflowering his new wife, they both heard a loud yell. Lucy came bounding in nude and immediately started screwing the man. The bride ran off, presumably to tell someone. He thanked her and they fucked.