In the dance hall bar that night we had left it late to choose a man, so I choose an old grey haired guy who had been eyeing me all night, with a wish...ul hope of getting between my loins, his absolute surprise at my asking him back to our cabin for drinks and fun, looked like he might have a heart attack before I got his pants off.However in the elevator, much to our drunken surprise, he hit on Amber, his long tongue dispelling any fears of his ability to please a couple of teenage girls, 'Well. I would be very pleased so let’s look for a time.”Two days later she sought me out, “I have no other guests tonight if you would like to do as you said.” I nodded and she was in my room when I returned from a supper out. I’d thought about inviting her but it might not be good for us to be seen together in public. More for her than me.She took off her sari, “Let’s have our pleasure first!” I noted the word “our”. She enjoyed sex with me, at least. Using a spooning position I could enjoy the. I squealed, only partly acting. He was deliberately being rough. He grabbed both of my hands and held them behind me, forcing my face into the bed, then started fucking me hard.I suppose, if I had wanted, I could have taken him down even then, but that wasn’t my objective here, so I let him root away for a while, then very quietly started to moan and move my ass, as if I were being turned on. And, truth to tell, even though I was working, I still enjoyed it – even if he wasn’t being very nice. Unfortunately, the day would soon start, and Sherry would soon leave. He would most likely not see her for another year. Would they have to continue the charade and never even write? He made the right call at that moment and decided not to even ponder questions like that. Instead, he just laid there enjoying the moment. His balls still ached from the lack of attention but he would remedy that shortly. For now, he wanted to appreciate her beauty again. That couldn't happen.He heard movement.