”“Huh?” she said, looking surprised.“Yes, one my place is embarrassingly nothing. And there is the other thing. I’m afraid you might turn me...down,” I said. She smirked.“Well, you can hope for a better opportunity in the future,” she said.“Hmm,” I said. “Well hope does spring eternal as they say.” She gave me a look that seemed to say that she couldn’t believe that I was serious.“Yes, I guess it does for a few of us, losers,” she said.“You a loser? Hardly,” I said. “Now me...”“One of these days,. The water was warm and didn’t cool me down one bit. I swam to where Brandy was.“It’s like a bathtub,” I said.“I know, but it helps a little.”The water was so clear I could see her boobs with their tiny pink nipples. I felt ashamed when my cock began to stir, and I swam back to the edge and held on to it. Brandy swam up beside me and said, “So, do you have a hard-on yet?”Suddenly her hand was on my crotch. She sighed closing her eyes. “Yes, oh, that is such a nice cock you've got.”I was frozen.. We even had some crazy funs with the girls we brought home with us at times. Though we never shared the girls, we grew in our coziness and friendliness that we engaged with different sexual bouts with our partners in the presence of the other. Occasionally, some of the ladies would protest but we never had the case of anyone of them outrightly refusing to play ball. We had a way of convincing them to play along and since then, we had been enjoying ourselves until James met Fatima a beautiful. .................................................................................................................................................................................The following morning, after a continental breakfast taken in the hotel's tiny cafe-restaurant, the couple set off to walk down the Champs Elysees. It was a dazzlingly sunny day, with sunlight bouncing off the flowering chestnut trees which lined the swish Parisian avenue. Cathy was wearing a short cotton floral print.