After barbequing and later that evening, we were relaxing and I fired up our hot tub. Kathy would never go naked with anyone else but me. But, I told ...Dave that the blinds in our bedroom were slightly open. His eyes widened and said, "Are you sure?" I just nodded.The hot tub temp was 99 degrees so I told Kathy and Dave, "hot tub's ready, let's get our suits on." Kathy and I went in the house to our bedroom to get changed. What a rush, Kathy would be stripping right in front of Dave peering in. I walked him to the door and couldn’t resist grabbing that ass one more time. As he leaves I asked him to come back later that night. He said yes and if I wanted he had a young friend that could join us. “Hell yes”, I said, “bring him and let’s have a party”. ----------------------------------Later that night the two bellboys show up with a quiet knock on the door. I look through the peep hole and see Dillion and another young bellhop standing there. I open the door and Dillion says hello and. He removed his jacket, rolled up his sleeves, peeled the dress up over my globes to bunch at my hips and smacked each cheek, playfully at first, becoming bolder, harder, eliciting cries that the panties absorbed. When I reached my pain threshold and was sure my bum was glowing red, I heard his fly, the rustle of his underwear, and felt the heat of his turgid cock at my entrance. "You want me?" I saw myself nod in the wardrobe mirror. "Slow?" I shook my head. "Hard?" A nod of affirmation. "You. She had to be in her forties but was trying to look half her age. I think she put the make-up on with a trowel. Okay, so I felt catty. I hate fake people and generally avoid them like the plague.I went to remove my hand from Arian’s, but he gripped my hand tighter and looked pleadingly at me. I looked at the overconfident bitch and then at him. I grinned and leant back to relax into the chair.Some years after I had met Arian, I’d had a male flatmate for a while, and we had this deal. We would.