She had to stop him now."Fuck me," she whispered, her voice catching with her sobs. "Tom, please fuck me." What did you say?" Tom smirked, lifting his...head from her tits to lick and kiss her delicate throat. "Did the cold little bitch ask me to fuck her?" Yes!" Donna cried. Her willpower, her spirit, was broken. This torture had to end. "Fuck me, please. I'm begging you. I can't stand this anymore."Just as Donna was getting used to one set of tactics, Tom switched to another. Now he just darted. As everyone checked out, my phone ranged with a text. My ride was going to be late, about a hour late. Great I thought, stuck at work at night time with not many people here. Worse off, my cock was getting hard from the idea of a hot shower with a hot woman at home. Grabbing a book, and started to read. After my third cup of water, the door to the staff room open. Couple clicks and then a small red, blue hair nurse came around the corner. I turned and stared at her shapely body. “What you are. Rachel never really noticed how Stew was built, but today she took a closer look..wine starting to help, she started concentrating on Stew's swim trunk and could see the outline of a rather nice cock. Nothing for Andrew to be jealous about, but nice anyways.Finally after a few moments, all 3 came out of the pool and sat at the same table Rachel was at. Rachel really had a good look at Stew's dick and started to feel a little horny, hoping that Andrew and her would have a chance to be in private. Come on Nadia, at least try and be cool about it, she thought.“That’s decided then! I know a lovely little Italian restaurant just a block away. Would Ms Richards like a stroll?” On cue, the elevator pinged, the doors opened and they stepped out into the lobby. “Oh my! It’s Miss by the way,” she chided him gently. “And yes. I would love a stroll.”He crooked his arm invitingly and she put her arm through his and they walked to the revolving door. He let her go through first with a wave of his.