.. No-one. It seems the vision of our love-making was not able to attract eager eyes from outside the room. For a second I wondered why it could be ...before the urgency of my bodies activity re-focused me to it. I could feel I was heading to a finish so looked back down to my partner. She was clearly mere moments away from an orgasm of her own so realising I could achieve a synchronised climax I did my best to hold myself back. Seconds seemed like minutes while olympic restraint held myself. "Leaving?" he yelled, "Fucking leaving? What the fucking hell do you mean, leaving?" "I'm resigning from Her Majesty's Service sir." He wasn't just red in the face, he was fucking purple! Colonel Fairweather wasn't my favourite C.O. in fact I considered him to be the worst Rupert (officer) I'd ever served under, he'd never seen action at all and I was sure that the medals he wore were for being first in the N.A.A.F.I. queue every morning. "With respect sir," I nearly choked on that, "I really. I was just.." I tried to explain."Don't worry about it, the whole point of the party is to have fun." one said."We like to have fun too." the other added.I was kneeling with my back resting on the bed as they stood on either side of me. I could see their cocks beginning to tent their swimsuits."Well I guess if its only the two of you...." I replied slowly sliding a hand up each of their legs. Within seconds I was presented with two cocks. One about 8" long with trimmed hair, the shorter one was. God, that’s a dreadful journey, fifteen hours, changing at Hong Kong. Sitting about waiting for connections. It felt like I was jet lagged all the time!”“John, that’s your job. We are people. People come first! Anyway, be that as it may, It’s messed everything up for you and for others.”“Messed up?”“Yes, messed up. You’ve no idea.”“Well,” said John with a smile, “obviously I haven’t, but I’ve a feeling I’m going to be enlightened.”“For heaven’s sake, John, this is no joking matter! OK–”John.