In the quietness he suddenly found his circumstancesoverwhelming and felt the need to sit down and as he did so his uniformdress got bunched underneat... him he had to stand up again and beforeresuming his seat he smoothed the dress over his buttocks with bothhands as he had witnessed girls and women doing on many occasions, hehad often wondered why they performed such a manoeuvre. Now impelled tocarry out the very same arrangement the reasons became very clear to himand sitting on the straight. "Very good, if you know what I mean," she said, "good enough for him to arrange a Fuckparty for me." What the hell is a Fuckparty?" I asked sitting up and looking down my best friend's naked body."You know, him and a couple of his mates and me having fun," she said quietly."You mean a gangbang?" I said."Well not quite," she said softly as if the word freighted her, "but I suppose similar." So why am I going to meet him then?" I said, "does he want to arrange another one but this time with me.". He only just went in after having a dip in the pool.”Sharon lifted her head, breaking the superb massage. “Where?” “Back down the hall, first on the right.”Sharon grabbed two glasses of wine and though momentarily distracted by the sight of Nick shooting a load over Zoe’s face, she headed straight into the room. Marcus was sitting up in bed flicking through a car magazine. His broad smile gave away his emotions.“Nightcap?” she asked holding up the glasses.“Where’s the cheese?” he asked as he. Luckily my back was to him as I was topless and had pulled my skirt around my waist as I adjusted my tights. “Going out again” he asked as he walked by.“Yes darling is that ok. Greg is taking me to a restaurant”“No worries Mum, enjoy” and he went into his room. I reasoned he saw nothing but his Mum’s broad arse encased in black lace - he’s seen it bare often enough. However it aroused me that he had seen me dressing for sex with another man. I selfishly thought nothing of what he may have.