They were erratically prowling around, seldom touching what otherwise would have been deemed… improper. An arm here… a shoulder there… torso…...waist… thigh… And such contacts were increasing with steaming frequency.Our water dance developed and we were already embracing. We already knew how swollen our crotches were. My lips were an inch away from his when we noticed that the couple closer to us was watching. I didn’t want to get awkward, but I have always been self-conscious about showing. Malcolm waved a hand lightly, brushing aside the concerns. “Please, it’s no trouble at all. Most fun we’ve had here in years. Can I get you something to drink? Another brandy, perhaps?”“Thank you, no. Do you have any tonic water?” asked John. At Malcolm’s nod, he continued, “Could I have a gin and tonic, please?”“Certainly.” Malcolm prepared the drink and set it on a coaster before John. “What about your wife? What would she like? Caroline and I prefer a martini before dining.”“Anita loves a. I walked up to them and took a handful of each ass. They turned to look at me as if I had appeared out of nowhere, which is exactly what I had planned. I introduced myself and they responded with their names... and much more. Nola was 27, married with three children. Lola was 25, married with two children. The two were sisters whose husbands were brothers. The women were dishwater blondes and they were laughing and having a good time when they walked out.It took me three seconds flat to throw. There was a bottle of champagne and two glasses resting on a table near the bed. He offered me a glass, but I refused. I wanted a clear head all night. We sat on the bed, kissing. I kicked off my flip flops and he followed suit. We were making out. My arms were wrapped around his back and his hands were gently resting on my head, stroking my hair. He reached over and popped an ice cube in his mouth, and we passed this back and forth. By now, I was wetter than ever and his penis was rock hard.