Apparently, on that evening, as the guests were leaving, Stuart gave John an inappropriately long, open-mouth kiss. Recalling her annoyance, Julia had...chastised John, as I was sure she had done on many occasions.“Jeez, Julia, enough already. We were both drunk,” John uncomfortably explained.That night as I lay in bed, both incidents ruminated in my mind.A month or so later, John and Julia suggested I accompany them on a visit to a spa resort that they loved. I happily agreed, as always.The. You should have a girl's name, something like," she paused, tapping her finger on her beautiful voluptuous lips."Brianna! Yes, that's perfect, and you will call me Miss Fiona. Do you understand Brianna?"I nodded at her in agreement, a naughty twinkle in my eye."Now go sit on the bed," she ordered.I did as I was told and sat down, eagerly waiting to find out what was going to happen next. Fiona walked over to me, bending down to ensure I could see her breasts.My eye fell deeply into her. She emerged again in about ten minutes wet and clean. She started to dry herself off and had her back to the camera. When she bent over to dry her feet her secret was opened for me to see. My cock was already at full erection then but at this point I started to leak and I knew that I would have to finish it off before it would ever fit comfortably in my shorts again. I stroked it up and down while watching my Sister in Law dry off. This is where the story gets interesting though. She then. “Who are you?”“I’m the one that brought you into the castle,” he says. “It’s obvious that Knut had his way with you.”Penelope’s eyes fly open. “Oh no,” she gasps. “You’re not going to fire him are you? It was my fault. I convinced him...”The man places his hand on her thigh. She is covered with blankets, but it is obvious form the feel that she is naked beneath them.Why are you worried about that lunkhead? Whoa, are we naked?“He’s fine,” the man continues. “He gets that way when he gets a piece.