They wrapped towels around each other and waved good night and left the room. That just left Greg and Teri and Bree and me. We talked a bit longer. We... had more beers. Before long Teri and Greg were kissing, which made things kind of awkward for me and Bree. We looked at each other and smiled sheepishly, and drank our beers. I was contemplating getting up and leaving when I felt Bree’s hand on my leg. I looked up at her. She was smiling devilishly, and she blinked slowly at me. It was not hard. He was pleased that there was no tan line on her back, and even more pleased that he'd been right when he'd figured that she had a fabulous body. It was even better in real life that he'd imagined. Lambert was a little surprised that the young couple hadn't screwed each other the night before. He knew that he wouldn't have missed that chance if he'd been Michael. He squeezed his fully erect cock again and began to pump it as the handsome young man stirred, waking his pretty wife. He was. My breathing begins to quicken and I want more of your sweet tasting mouth. I pull you closer to me by your neck and moan a little. “Mmm…sexy, you taste so good” I kiss you deeply and move my hips to the rhythm that you move them. I begin rubbing my fingertips along your back and pulling my chest closer to yours. Master: I spread your legs open and begin to rub my crotch into yours, my hard dick bulging in my pants. My left hand moves up your body and up under your shirt, pulls down your cup. Standing upright I straightened my baby doll so that it flared out from my chest downwards and sat delicately over the top half of my ass cheeks. I turned to take one final look at my ass cheeks, even more prominent and rounded now that I was wearing my 3” pink strappy high heels. I anxiously looked at the timer, my mantra seemingly doing little to calm my nerves. With less than five minutes remaining I quickly placed all my male clothes, keys and wallet in my bag, and following his.