As the cart of bottles (which contained breezers, beer and two bottles of the black label) was kept behind me, I distributed bottles of breezer to all...including Priya and diya.Villa caretaker brought hot tasty veg and non-veg snacks and served us. We all clashed our bottles just above the fire with loud unison shout “cheers, happy new year”. With a slow music running in background all continued drinking beer followed by breezer. As the beer kick-started, Dinesh friends started to talk with each. And he smells like a summer storm; that heady combination of seawater and freshness mixed with something spicy that makes me want to lean closer to better catch his warm scent.I feel underdressed. Or maybe undressed. I feel like he can see through me, not just my clothes, but into my being to the places no one should see. “Can I help you?” I ask, thankful my voice doesn’t waver.“Good morning, Natalie,” he says, holding out a perfect hand. His nails are trimmed, the cuticles neat. His fingers. After a moment he broke the kiss and it left us both panting. “Take me here. God, Ray, I need it... ” I pleaded. He nodded. “Let me take a piss first and then - ” “Use me,” I said before I could help it. It had been one of my darkest fantasies. I didn’t dare voice it, but something possessed me to voice it now. “What did you say?” “I... I said you can use me. Piss on me.” He made a sound, primal and male. I looked into his eyes, with my dark brown into his gray, I heard him unfasten his. "Now Rick fuck my cunt" and fuck he did.There were only two women in the team he worked with that he could consider for the other women were in the younger bracket and certainly wouldn't be interested in a bloke his age or so he thought. The only choice were these two women, well into middle age and maybe into their fifties. However, only one had a figure that he could call interesting, the only problem they seem very friendly with each other and the thought that they could be lesbian did enter.