He had never been here before. Now he wondered how deephe was falling into Amanda's grasp and if he even wanted to get freeagain.Soon he found himself...laying on silken sheets. His eyes glued on Amandaas she swayed in a little sensual dance. Her hands roamed downward onher body till they found the zipper in her crotch. As she slowly openedit a wet sheen made its way down her legs. She was as horny as Richardhe realized.She made a show of slowly picking up her new strap-on. Stepping into. I just, I felt like I really had to go. I didn't --"She spoke in a wonderful musical accent, and I recognized her -- a woman I had seen often and couldn't help but notice. She was tall, built strong, with long legs, a thick black bush on her head, dark dark skin. She was African, I was sure of that much, and every time I saw her, she made my head spin. Now I saw her spread legs, and even in the shadow of the streetlamps I could see the darkness between her legs was thick curls."I've seen you. "So how are you and your girlfriend enjoying the retreat?" We're just work colleagues," Stephanie corrected"Right," Jim and Janice said together, exchanging skeptical looks."We are," I said defensively."Listen, son," Jim said. "None of my co-workers ever gave me a hand-job in a room full of naked people." They better not!" Janis shouted, playfully slapping her husband on the bicep. Then she turned back to us, "Pshaw. Don't listen to him. He works at a tire shop with a bunch of other guys,. Whatever, I quickly stripped off, coiled myhair on top and slipped on a cap then stood allowing the water to rundown through me, back and front, top to bottom, in and out of course. AsI luxuriated I thought about what I should wear, would he be around andwhat about all those single Limeys? Briefly I thought about spending aday by the pool, in a bikini, no, that would be too obviously plying fortrade. I had my standards after all.I stepped out and dried myself before letting my hair down. The.