We finally agreedthat I would come on over to the bar the next evening. He told me it wascalled Koh Samui Blue, and that just tell the taxi driver the... name and hewould know it. Had I done the right thing? Too late tonight to worry; Icrashed out and slept like a log.Samui is a beautiful island and the hotel I had booked was in a perfectposition. A small boutique style hotel, it lay right on a beautifultropical beach fringed with palm trees. It was just stunning and I idledmy first day away,. Lisa watched her sister as she seemed to be processing her answer. Her facial expression was one of confirmation rather than anger but she knew that could change in a blink of an eye. “He has a pantyhose fetish,” Lisa added.“He’s not a pervert,” Laura shot back.“I never said he was. He has a fetish as defined: ‘a form of sexual desire in which gratification is linked to an abnormal degree to a particular object, item of clothing, part of the body, etcetera.’ That doesn’t make him a pervert.. I can't." You watched me. Now do it! No bra or panties."Once again, I couldn't help myself. Being ordered to do something so dangerous and sexy was overwhelming. I couldn't refuse.I dressed again. I put on my blouse which was thin but only slightly see through and, after wiping myself, pulled on my trousers, which were very see through! I put my bra and pants in my handbag then said to her, "Ok, I am dressed."She didn't answer right away and then; "Good. Come and find me. I want to see you.". Then, of all things, he sat down on the edge of the bed and started talking about his day's plans with his mother!I was motionless now, of course, but my cock was still buried in her cunt (although I could feel it shrinking from the surprise and uncomfortable situation). And my hand was still squeezing her breast! I really couldn't figure what else to do with it that wouldn't draw even more attention to my fondling! I saw his eyes go down to her breasts and my hand, but then he didn't really.