Now you go back to the kitchen and let me change into another pair. I want you to see me in all my new things."As I left the room, I realized I had a ...raging hard-on. I was naked under my robe, and my boner was pressing against it, causing the front to bulge out. God, I hope she didn't notice, I thought to myself. By force of will I tried to make the hard-on go down, but had little success before Nicole called for me to come back.When I returned to Nicole's room, she had on a pair of loose. Another good thing, the staff would always mind their own business without interfering with what is happening between guests, meaning, they would bring drinks, snacks or whatever while we are hugging, kissing or even having sex in some cases, any boy or girl would change ashtrays, glasses, place whatever they have and leave, as if it was natural.Raul brought with him a few sexy garments that he wanted me to wear for him, I had some of my own for that purpose too, all garments looked so sexy on. But then he looked sheepishly to Jake and then Jake gave a smile. ‘What?’ he repeated.Jamie curled his toes, held his breath, failed to think of a diversionary remark, something, anything...‘Nothing,’ Jamie said, half-slouched in the black leather office recliner and wishing to shrink a little further away. ‘Just thinking gay thoughts as usual...’‘Humour me, then,’ Jake said, not even blinking. ‘Let the alcohol talk freely, we’re grown-ups.’‘True, but you’re not gay,’ Jamie responded, biting. We slept with each for the next three nights and had wonderful lesbian sex. On the last night we decided we would invite one of the men at the fair who had been chatting us up to join us in our room. “If you want to have sex with us we both have a benchmark, eight-inches,” Marianne told him with a smirk. He didn’t realise we had been asking his workmates about him.“His nick name is donkey dick. When he goes for a toilet break one of us goes with him to check out his equipment. He loves.