''Thank you...Al,'' I replied. ''You know, it feels very strange calling you Al,'' I said quietly. ''Well...what would you rather call me, Claire?...' he enquired. ''Oh no...I wasn't meaning I should get to call you anything else, I just mean everyone else is calling you Sultan and I'm calling you Al.'' I scrambled to explain, blushing again. ''You are very cute when you’re flustered Claire...'' he laughed. My uncle intervened by coughing to let us know he was still there. ''Well...I. But it is most enjoyable ..We both put down our glasses; I caress you, kiss you, stroke you and fondle your breasts through your satin blouse and the flimsy fabric of your bra. Whilst kissing each other, having exchanged mouthfuls of champagne between each other, I undo the buttons of your blouse, unclip your bra, to expose your wondrous orbs with their marvellously erect nipples. I take another sip of champagne and dribble and lick it into your nipples…. The bubbles burst on them, the coldness. Em was beginning to feel adventurous. She liked being adventurous from time to time. “So, I’ll tell you all about it then,” the woman said. “Oh yes, please,” Em said. She listened enthralled and getting hotter by the minute as her new friend told her the story. This is what she told Em: “I went straight back to the hotel. It was noon. I had a quick bite to eat at the bar and then went to the room, feeling hot and naughty. I removed my shopping clothes and showered, then towelled myself only. The party went well and I see my wife took my advice to not swim, as she knew what would happen. The couples with k**s left early as they had to collect their c***dren. We were left with 8 young bachelors/divorcees and one couple who we are good friends. She is real hotty and that bikini was really great on her. The shooters emerged and the real party began. Everyone was having a blast, then Zel decides to take a dip, this is going to be a game changer. Everyone follows her into the pool..