"I'm supposed to recommend the Flamingo Conference Center, but its kind of a funky old joint," she whispered. "I think you'd do better at the Hillside...Inn." Ahh, I saw the sign on my way in," I nodded back in the direction of the highway. "I know right where it is, thanks." I've got their number if you want to call ahead," she offered. I realized about then that the name tag on her blouse said 'Mila'."Thanks, that would be a big help, Mila." she blushed when I said her name. I could see I was. What they were doing underwater, though, was swimming close to the girls, sometimes swimming between their legs. A few of the older, braver boys went so far as to lightly brush up against a bikini-clad bottom with a hand or a foot, furtively copping a quick feel as they swam by. Molly was the unhappy recipient of one of these touches by one of the guys. She jerked and jumped in my direction, glancing over her shoulder to see who might have swum by."That's rude," she complained as she grabbed my. ’ Further searching revealed the Y-shaped clamps which she put on her own nipples and clit, shivering delightedly at the sensation of slight pain in her sensitive regions. Grabbing the rippled anal vibrator she got between Allison’s legs, and pressed it against her ass – it was already well lubricated from her juices which had dripped down her crack while she was being fucked. The ripples on the shaft of the vibrator made Allison moan again, especially as Diana could work it in and out and eat. Who knew he could put together such an outfit. I could feel myself getting turned on and as a result my panties were getting wet.When Jim got home we got in the car and drove to Mike's house. Mike opened the door and the awkwardness began. Mike gave me a kiss on the cheek and welcomed me in. Jim was furious about the dress, but I had calmed him down and convinced him we could get through this. We began with a few drinks. We both drank too much just trying to get through the evening. Eventually.