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Nick steered his sleek silver turbo-charged coupe across the deserted Cambridgeshire by-roads towards Ely. The town was justly known as ‘the ship of the Fens’, as the tower of its majestic 16th century cathedral was like a navigational lode star. Ely’s train station was only a few hundred yards from the cathedral and Cathy stood waiting in the shade of the station building’s canopy. She wore the shortest of floral print dresses, with pink fishnet stockings and open-toed high heels, revealing her red-varnished toenails. She carried a white clutch bag and wore huge sunglasses.”Wow! Did you just win the Lotto, sexy man?” She leaned in and kissed him affectionately, before slinging her suitcase on the back seat.”Not quite. A smooth-talking car salesman in a dealership near my office offered to lend it to me for the weekend to try it out.””Thinking of buying it?””No way! I just wanted to get my hands on a ‘passion wagon’ that had fully-reclining front seats. Jump in.”Cathy curled herself up seductively on the white leather upholstery, lifting her short skirt to reveal that she was knickerless. Nick’s spare hand stroked her pert bottom. “Oh babe, it’s been so long,” he said as her white satin gloved hand reached across to stroke his crotch.Nick’s choice of country house hotel once again proved to be perfect. This one had an 18-hole golf course. a health spa and an award-winning restaurant. They checked in, unpacked and showered together. The lovers were pent up by the frustrations of weeks apart, their intimate internet messaging being the sole expression of their sexual desires.”Wank over me, darling?” asked Cathy as she sat open-legged on the bathroom floor, wearing only stockings and white satin gloves. “Shoot your lovely warm spunk over my titties.”Nick soon obliged, then while his warm semen was still trickling down her body, he kneeled beside her to massage it across her breasts and kissed her.After resting for a few hours, the couple dressed in casual attire and went down to the hotel’s chic restaurant. They ordered champagne to remind them Beşevler escort Bayan of their wild sexual exploits in Paris.Towards the end of the meal, Cathy asked: “So what’s this latest sexy treat you’ve got planned for us? One involving an exotic sports coupe with fully-reclining seats?””Ever tried dogging?””Dogging, as in open-air sex between strangers?”He nodded and re-filled their champagne glasses.”Seen porn video clips, of course. But no, never done it. Have you?””Nope. But according to an internet search I did the other night, there’s a very popular site about twenty miles up the road from here. And I thought as its summer, perhaps we’d take a look? Group sex al fresco, so to speak?””What a lovely idea.””Might be a bit boisterous. Could you cope?””I’ll be fine. But what about you, sweetie?” She hooked her bare foot under his calf suggestively.”In what way?””Well, from what I’ve seen, there’s a lot of cock-sucking action. How’d you feel about watching your Cathy service half-a-dozen strangers?””If it makes you happy, I’m happy.”The waiter brought the bill and they prepared to leave.”Can you tell us what time the hotel’s spa closes tonight?” Nick enquired.”As it’s Friday it will be 10.00pm, sir, with last towels issued at 9.30pm. So you’ve still got plenty of time.”Nick said to Cathy: “Fancy a sexy romp in a steam room?””Hey, I’ve got an even better idea. Let’s make it a threesome!””Who’s the third person?””Well, you haven’t seen her because she’s sitting directly behind you, but there’s the most beautiful Indian woman two tables away. And she’s on her own. Why don’t we proposition her on the way out?””What a total stranger? We haven’t even spoken to?””Live dangerously, sexy man!”The waiter moved forward to slide away Cathy’s chair and she sauntered down the restaurant, pausing as she reached the table of the Indian lady, who was sipping her coffee.”I just wanted to say that I think your sari is absolutely gorgeous.” Nick hung back.”Why thank you. I like your outfit too.””How long are you Çankaya escort staying?””Only until tomorrow. I have to drive to Norwich to visit a music school which has offered my daughter a place next autumn – if she passes the tests.””What does she play?””The cello.””Wonderful.”Nick moved alongside, smiled and put his hand in Cathy’s. “What have you got planned for the rest of the evening?” he asked.The Indian woman put down her coffee cup dejectedly. “Oh, just the TV in my room and an early night, I suppose.””We’re off to the hotel’s spa,” said Cathy perkily. “Would you like to join us?”The woman twisted the cup slowly on its saucer, contemplating the offer. “Spa? What do I wear?””Have you got a swimming costume with you?” asked Nick.”Yes.””Then put that on, put the white towelling robe on top, then take the lift to the second floor. The spa’s at the far end of the long corridor.”She seemed to brighten up. “Yes, I think I might do that. That would be very nice. My name’s Deepika, by the way.””We’re Cathy and Nick. So see you in the spa’s steam room in about half-an-hour?””Yes, thank you Nick.”The spa’s attendant confirmed what their waiter had told them as he handed them their towels. “You are the only two in tonight. There’s international rugby on TV and most of the guests are watching it in the bar.Nick scooped up their towels. “There’ll be one more along in a minute – an Indian lady. Could you direct her to the steam room?””Certainly, sir.”The surface of the spa’s pool was still and the jacuzzi had stopped frothing. But the spacious steam room was ultra-hot, with all its glass windows misted over. They left their robes on a hook outside and went in. After a few minutes, Deepika’s statuesque outline could be seen through the door. She slipped off her robe and cautiously entered. She was wearing a very revealing red bikini.”Hi, Deepika! Come and sit with us on this bench. Not too hot for you?””Not at all. I am used to high temperatures.””I don’t think we’ll be disturbed this evening,” said Nick. “Everyone’s Cebeci Escort watching rugby in the bar. And as it’s gone 9.30, they won’t be issuing any more towels. So there’s just the three of us.”Deepika adjusted her bikini top and in the process exposed even more of her ample bosom.”I love your costume,” said Cathy. “I wish I had such a beautiful figure.””Why thank you, you’re very kind. And also it was very good of you to ask me to join you. It can be very lonely for a woman on her own in a hotel.””Are you married?” Cathy asked.Deepika looked down at her scarlet-painted toenails. “I have a husband, but I don’t have a marriage.” And that was all she would say.”I hope you won’t think this is forward of me,” Cathy began hesitantly, “but since no-one else is going to come in…and being in these steam rooms is so much more…relaxing in the nude, how would you feel if we took our costumes off?” There was a long silence and she thought she’d over-stepped the mark.Then thoughtful Deepika brightened up. “I must say my bikini top is nipping me rather. I’m quite happy to remove it, if you would undo the bow at the back please?” She turned her back to Cathy who eagerly pulled the bow loose, to reveal the Indian woman’s beautiful firm breasts and hardened nipples. Cathy slipped off her top too and the women smiled coyly at each other. Deepika stretched out languidly on the bench as Nick and Cathy gazed with fascination at her breasts and flawless flat stomach. With her eyes closed, she ran one hand down and slipped it inside her bikini bottom. Now it was Nick’s move in this sensuous game of striptease.”Deepika?”She turned her head sideways, opening her eyes to see Nick standing, slowly stroking his crotch.”You have such a beautiful body that…well it has excited me – as you can probably see. May I have your permission to take my trunks off?”She gave a sultry smile, them moved her head back and closed her eyes again. “Of course. And would you also like me to remove my bikini bottom?” Cathy leaned across and pulled loose the side bow for her, to reveal the Indian woman’s exquisite shaved pussy. Nick stepped out of his shorts and Cathy discreetly disrobed. Deepika smiled ruefully as she saw Cathy’s cock for the first time and sighed as if a pressure valve had been released.After some minutes silence, she swung her long legs around and sat up.

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