Every evening we met down stairs and every night he fingered me through my satin panties to orgasm. We never kissed or anything that week. On the very...last day he gave me a hug and wished me a good night's sleep. It really was so surreal how it has all been about giving me physical release.It was almost 5 months later that Scott again was going to stay with us. I had a little lower back pain but nothing that significant. Just over did my Yoga. That night we ended up meeting in the kitchen once. As Nina walked into the room she looked around and saw about a dozen other people all dressed in their tennis gear, and happily chatting.After the introduction, the professional coach came up to their group and said, “Well, as the three of you have come together you can play on the same court and I will allocate one other player. Is that okay with you, ladies?”Diane knew the coach and replied for all three with, “Oh yes, that will be fine, thank you.”A few minutes later and Nina and Diane were. The curtains are completely open, and there are people visible in the building across the alley. I can see a man watching us from a room that is one floor higher than us. This is one of my favorite fantasies, to be fucked in a hotel window for all to see. I've been too shy to graduate to an "in person" voyeur yet, but the right situation just hasn't presented itself. Eric's thick cock is warm and rigid. Holding it by the base, he directs it to my tight, wet pussy and slowly begins to penetrate. Stephen then slid the panties down her legs and removed them. He then put them to his face and gave them a good long sniff.“Oh my God, you smell so good,” he said to the unconscious damsel in front of him. Stephen then grabbed some more rope and tied her ankles together as well. Stephen stood back to look at his handy work. There was the stunning blonde lying asleep on the floor, a cloth in front of her face. She looked so peaceful, her hair streaming out in all directions. He then looked down.