She scooted towards me, buried under the cover. The moment bare skin touched me, thoughts of undressing her vanished.She pressed herself to me, front-...o-front, bare skin to bare skin, my erection sliding up her stomach. I didn’t need sight. My hands discovered her sensual beauty. Sia was full of gentle curves; her spine knobby, shoulder blades prominent, the sweep of her back ending at the erotic swell of her compact rear, her buttocks slightly cool. They were mounds of sculpted beauty, curving. She picked up a small wooden paddle."The instrument does not dictate the severity," Derrick said, accepting the paddle from Angel's outstretched hands. "Turn around and close your eyes."When she complied, Derrick slipped the soft mask over her head to eliminate her vision. He felt her shudder slightly and he gently caressed her arm. It was their pre-arranged signal that he questioned if they should go further. Angel answered by taking his hand in hers and directing him to where she knew the bed. One evening we were having dinner in a little taverna. My wife was attracting the attention of the waiters who were trying to look up her very short dress. I pointed this out to her and she became very aroused. She slipped off to the ladies and removed her knickers and came back to put on a little show.It was getting late and we were the last customers and we were asked if we would like to join the staff for a nightcap which we accepted. It wasn't long before one of the waiters said he had. The shower was scalding hot. The girls enjoyed it, as its jets revived them. Refreshed they walked arm in arm down the long staircase, and into the breakfast room. Their dresses had been returned to them, but their knickers had been lost. “We must keep a spare pair of panties in our handbags next time,” Angie told Naomi. “Next time?” Naomi questioned.“Yes, next time!”Heidi showed them out, “Thank you both. Tell Jason I want you both again, I’ll call him to arrange, oh, and I love the company.