Tuesday, February 24, 2009

A little holiday with Rebecca Part 2

At 8pm, me and my escort, Mae went down for dinner in the grand dining room. The dining room looks like it could fit a hundred guest comfortably instead there was about 30 seats at the long dining table.

Most of the seats are already filled up. Mae quickly shown me to my seat before smilingly disappear from the scene. I was seated directly opposite Rebecca who I had difficulty looking at her. I feel a little guilty that I had another girl sucked me under the same roof as Rebecca when it was she who brought me here. On my left, seated a prominent US actress (whom I shall not name) all decked in diamonds and rubies. On my right, is a prominent well known politician (whom I shall not name as well). I quickly scanned around. Most of the people here are either rich or famous or both. All influential. 15 ladies and 14 gentlemen. Well, except me.... (at this time, I was awed and felt a little self conscious). What was I doing here?!?

I would love to rattle off the names of guests I saw that night if not for the fact, I was swore to secrecy by Rebecca before the trip. I am a man of my words. So zipped my lips goes. But I could still tell you my experience.

The dinner was almost wonderful if not for the fact, it was French food. In small quantities. Made to look like an art instead of food. But it was delicious. The Confit d'Oignons (some soup that looks like onion) was heavenly. So was the main course Trout filled with Salmon Mousse. And their dessert Crème Chantilly au Bourbon (Vanilla Whipped Cream with Bourbon) left me speechless.

After dinner, the host announced that drinks will be served at the library for the gents and at the drawing room for the ladies. I didn't know that their rooms are named just like the English. Nevertheless, I manage to slip a peck at Rebecca before she scurry on following the rest. I would actually love to retreat back to my room for a rest as the road trip and the blowjob surprise left me a little weary. But I saw how this was the chance to mingle with the rest so I quietly follow suit.

Brandy, whiskey and wine was served. I glued on to my favourite - red wine. Managed to chat up with a few and exchanged namecards. Wonderful contacts. I had a guy even asked me to call him up if I ever want to switch company. At eleven, the host announced he is retiring to his room and the "usual practice is still on at the same place". As I tried to figure that out, one of the guy that I made small talk with Mr Shipping (since he is in the shipping business) reassured me and prompt to follow him. I did.

Every guy was walking and strolling along out of the room into the back garden where at the side of the house there was a small entrance leading down towards somewhere of a lower ground. And below was a bathhouse! A huge jacuzzi surrounded by open space and open sky. Mr Shipping indicated that we should take off our clothes and exchange them for a tiny white towel just enough to wrap around the waist. One by one, all of the guys popped into the jacuzzi.

I was about to close my eyes and enjoy the stirring vibrations of the water jets when some of the waiters appeared and silently placed drinks of what we exactly drank in the library beside us. How thoughtful! With my head thrown back and sipping my wine, looking at the starry night. THIS IS LIFE! But the peace was interrupted when some of the guys exciting exclaimed something. I sat up and saw a group of young nubile naked girls, some caucasian, most of them mixed blood standing at the edge of the jacuzzi. Is this for real??? At this point, if you don't believe I won't blame you because I couldn't believe my eyes as well.

One by one, the girls took their place... One with each guy. Then I say Mae, she went and slipped into the water beside me. Ahhh... these girls are the guys' escorts. Mr Shipping looked at Mae enviously. Mae is indeed quite attractive. Face of an angel yet body of a devil. Her face had the look of an innocent 16 years old but her body is truly fully developed into a woman's. I couldn't tell what race she was. Just like the others, she is mixed blood.

Mae started to rub her body against mine and slipped her hand below my towel. And when she wrapped her fingers around my manhood, I almost groan aloud. I quickly looked around me. Some of the guys had their girls sitting on their lap, pumping away. Some of them are in a corner making out with just their heads above the water. Two couple are already in action, screwing each other in full view of others on the floor beside the jacuzzi. As my fingers worked their way with Mae's nipples, Mr Shipping commented that I shouldn't worried about about my lady friend, Rebecca. As he put it, "You see, she will be enjoying the same treatment as you are getting" with a wink.

Mae then sat on top of me, impaled by me and started to go up and down slowly in the water. I glanced around worryingly for the last time and saw half of the guys had retreated back into the comforts of their rooms. Mae saw my look and she laughed and bring my face with her two hands and guided my mouth to one of her nipples as she pumped even faster. I grasped for the last time as I spurt into her warm comfort. She slowly led me out of the water and bought two terry bathrobe for us to put on.

We made our way back into my room. And well, I did made good use of the bed........

To be continue...

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