"Oh well, looks like you've got little old me all to yourself now then - well for the next hour or so anyway, when we need to lock up" she said in a f...lirty way, smiling and looking deeply into my eyes as I slurped from my half empty pint glass. I knew that this was my chance.I raised my slouched body upright and stuck out my chest (trying to look masculine) and replied "you know Sam, I never told you this before but you should be a model". She looked at me whilst bending down and stocking the. Her nude body was still wet with a mixture of both saliva and sweat and he started rubbing and groping his hands all over her body giving special attention to her shiny melons, rubbing the wetness uniformly all across her boobs languidly as they still chatted and joked away. Time to time, once her boobs dried off, he would put his index and middle fingers into his mouth making it wet and then put it into her mouth and then rub the wet fingers on to her melons and spreading wetness all across. ‘We never discussed a new car for me.’ ‘I know that, silly, but I’m buying you a present—a convertible, I think. Wouldn’t you love to drive a Beemer soft top?’ ‘Well, yeah—but…’ ‘Doug, how much have you done for me since we met and since we’ve been married. I even tried to give your two million back and you wouldn’t take it.’ The salesman looked as though he had swallowed a canary when Jennie said, ‘two million,’ but my wife never missed a beat, leading the confused man back into the lot.. That was when she had served seven men for one glorious night of depravity.Marie had read about orgies and gangbangs, but she had never imagined that she would be able to take part in one until she had met Karl. Karl was a German businessman who visited Dubai every few months, and he had attracted Marie’s attention as soon as she had walked into the bar in the Ritz Carlton on one of her regular Thursday nights off. Marie only went to bars in five star hotels because she knew that she would be.