I even did the fun stuff in the bedroom. The bondage. The costumes. The rough. The wild. The teasing. The kinky and the so called naughty. The toys an... the boys. But it was always men. Mmmm….. men. Morning wood. Stubble. Hands. Power. Mmmm….. men. My personality back then had always been one of pushing the limits, testing the waters so to speak. Even at a young age; for I am older now and when I look back on all the fun and shiny events of my youth; maybe I am just glorifying my memories and. She then turned around sitting on his lap facing away as she grinded back and forth on his lap. She then stood up and took my hand and pulled me up to join her just in front of the pole. We faced each other as she placed my hands onto her ass and hers onto mine. We were sidewards to my husband as we started dancing together. Her ass was just as firm as her boobs and felt real great in my hands as we dance. She soon turned me around and faced us to my hubby. She undid the zip at the back of my. My room was on the third floor and the lift was empty. There were more mirrors, I thought the designer of the hotel must’ve liked mirrors and maybe liked looking at his or herself a lot, maybe a little narcissistic. The lift stopped at the next floor. The doors opened and two attractive looking women stepped in. One was blond with fair skin and the other had very dark hair with matching features. I guessed in their mid 20s and very striking. They were both giggling and flashed friendly smiles. Her eyes were filled with mischief as she looked at Jack and took off her blazer which hid her braless tits that were easily visible through the thin white cotton. Beth then walked with her hips swaying seductively toward Jack’s office. She smiled as she heard Jack moan as he followed behind admiring the show she put on.Beth stepped into his office and slowly opened her blouse freeing her soft large tits. Jack began to undress as he watched her unhook and let her shirt fall to the floor showing.