I had no clothes other than for the gym but at least I had shorts for the spa.The last light of day was ending as we met by the spa, the two of them i... clinging swim suits that were more representative of lingerie than swim apparel. Stunning. Alluring. Sabrina had the glasses, Gwen the wine. Into the spa we settled with me between the two. The touching on each side was absolutely electric and I was quickly at full arousal. The conversation returned to the topic of the day and the touching. “I’ll show you round later” he said softly and lifted me up onto one of the stools sitting at a long breakfast bar.“What are you doing?” I laughed as he pushed my skirt up over my thighs, “We’re supposed to be talking.”“Eating breakfast” was his reply as he kissed both of my inner thighs, his fingers moved my lacy little panties to one side and I gave myself up to the surge of pleasure as his mouth closed over my cunt!It was much later before we got talking, we were cuddling in his king size. The door must have once featured a lock but, for whatever reason, it has been removed. I debate the ethics of grasping this opportunity to spy on him but my curiosity is far more powerful than any sense of morality and thus, before long, I've removed my shoes and tiptoed over to the door. I hover just above the floor, crouching, with my eye to the peephole. I can barely make out his side of the conversation and am both affronted and intrigued by what I hear."Of course I've thought about you. She had invited her friend Judy over for a threesome to release my supposed pent up sexual frustration. What she didnt know was that a few weeks earlier Judys teenage daughter Becky, who was also my student still in High School, seduced me into introducing her the ways of womanhood in her own bedroom, with her mothers support and encouragement. Becky had, of course having been totally in love with me, twice a week during our tutoring sessions cleaned my clock for the last two weeks before the.