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Dubai, such an intoxicating country, a place of total contradiction; extreme poverty yet hyper wealth, state control yet continuous examples of the state beyond control. Its a series of experiences that can be totally confusing to ones senses, leaving a person wholly disorientated by what one gets exposed to. It's hardly a place that one would expect to encounter an erotic experience that would prove to be possibly the most erotic of moments for a woman as accomplished as Louise. Yet this is the place where it all happened, spontaneous and invigorating to the extreme, both Louise and her husband would savour the experience that they enjoyed in this place for years to come.

It was Dan's business that brought them her, a business venture that had been planned for months, now in its early stages of fruition offering them an intoxicated cocktail of excitement, potential, and anticipation. Should this trip go well, the Middle East could be their playground for the next decade, or for as long as they wanted it to be. There would be multiple trips which would involve working weekends in the humidified heat of the desert, entertaining clients in the regions finest hotels and Louise would be required to be the Western Jewel to sparkle before the clients. For some people this would be a dream, while other could imagine nothing worse. Yet for Louise, she felt the intoxicating opportunity to travel, and experience the positives of this type of business interaction. Part of the task was to project success and wealth to the clients, and this would mean business and occasionally first class travel, always five star hotels for this was the crucible for the meetings to be conducted within, while dining, drinking and dressing would all be required to support the image of quality and luxury.

Today would be their first full day in Dubai, after their arrival into the country late the previous evening. Louise and Dan had flown business class with Emirates Airlines out of Heathrow. The flight had been wonderful and the trappings of business class continued to be as enjoyable now as it had been the first time. She wasn't unfamiliar with this sort of lifestyle, her career had taken her around the world, commonly as a guest of senior government dignitaries in her work and as a result, first or business class flights, limo's at airports, five star hotels and extravagant gifts had been part of Louise's world for sometime now. However, this trip was different because she was with Dan and although Louise hadn't taken leave from her own job, she was effectively on a sabbatical and apart from checking and replying to emails, the working days of this trip for her would be taken up with leisurely pursuits. Getting on a flight with Dan was always a joy for Louise, regardless of how many trips they did together, sitting beside one another on a plane always raised the temperature in the physical side of their relationship. The business class cabin was all very luxurious, however the greater space and privacy had curtailed any amorous ambitions that either of them might have had. All it had done though was to make for a more intensive first night at the hotel room and they'd spent hours making love all about the luxury suite in which they were staying.

Louise never had to encourage Dan to pay her attention, he could hardly go for longer than ten minutes in her company without making some form of physical contact with her, whether it be holding her hand, stoking the small of her back or something more mischievous, she continually felt his perpetual attraction for her. As a woman in her late thirties Louise was blessed with a balance of youthful goods looks framed around a theme of wholesome well-bred qualities yet tinted with a hint of a sexual undercurrent. Dan wasn't the only person to be seduced and affected by this cocktail of contradictory tones, for men and women who met and got to know Louise would regularly find themselves hooked into her intoxicating aura, quite unintentionally on her part, on most but not all occasions. The reactions of people who met her varied from those that detected the elixir of her personality and couldn't handle it, to those felt the tingle of what she projected and wanted to savour it and drink it up to as great an extent as she might permit them to. This would be men of all ages and backgrounds, as well as women. She'd long since taken for granted that men would occasionally demonstrate openly their affection for her, but it always amazed her when women fell so freely for her. Provided she felt the attraction for the women and had the comfort and confidence of certainty that she'd not read the signals wrongly, she'd fully reciprocate their attention and usually turned the tables on them, taking the initiative with her techniques and tricks that made sure potential female lovers became fully realised experiences that could be recalled during passionate evenings with Dan.

This morning though, would be one of those occasions when Louise wouldn't get her way. She'd awoken to an empty bed, conscious of Dan moving around the room as silently as possible in order to allow her to sleep. As her eyes adjusted to the light of the room she saw Dan in his running gear getting ready to get out for his run "I shan't be long honey, I'm going to get this run done in the cool of the morning, I shouldn't be longer that forty minutes". He leaned forward and kissed her on the lips brushing the hair from her face as he did so. "When I get back I'll shower and then I'll grab breakfast with you if you wish?" he offered knowing that Louise loved the ritual of breakfast at a good hotel. "That would be lovely, I'll have a bath while you run and I'll make my plans for the day as I soak in all those Arabic bubbles". Dan stroked her face and he backed away from the bed, slipped the room card into the pocket on his running shorts and left the room.

As he took the elevator to the ground floor Dan double-checked the route he would run this morning on his phone. He'd found a nice flat 10K route along the esplanade, which would be perfect for his training run. As he walked through reception he started his upper body stretches and aimed his gaze at the revolving doors that led to the exterior, and he wondered how hot it might be beyond the confines of the luxurious air-conditioned haven. The doors opened and the seven AM brightness and heat struck him "For crying out loud" he spoke out involuntarily. "Hotter than you expected?" came a voice to his side. Another runner was beside him stretching in the shade of the canopy. "I'm not sure what I expected to be honest, but I hoped for cooler than this" Dan replied assessing this chap and concluding that he'd yet to go on his run based on his condition. Anyone who'd jogged for more than five minutes in these conditions would be bathed with sweat. "How far are you going?" the runner asked Dan as he continued his warm-up. "I've got a route along the sea front which seems pretty flat and measures five kilometres out and back. I'm hoping that there might be a bit of a breeze coming in off the water that will give me some respite from this heat, but I'm not sure that that's going to be the case" Dan said, looking out along the direction in which he'd be running. The route looked pretty obvious and a large international hotel marked the five kilometre turn-back point. "I'm heading out to the Hilton and back, it should be exactly ten kilometres by all accounts. Feel free to join me if you want, but I warn you that in this heat I won't be attempting any sort of pace, and I won't be very chatty, all my breath will be used on getting this run done in these conditions" The chap had his hand in a visor type guard over his eyes looking directly at the Hilton in the shimmering distance, "It's further than I wanted to go, but it won't do me any harm to do a ten k this morning, so yes, It'd be great to join you. I'm Carl by the way,” he offered out his hand to shake. "That's great Carl, I'm Dan. Come on, let get this one done" he said before leading the way along the ornately planted frontage of the hotel gardens and out to the main waterfront road that would be their course this morning.

Laying her in bath Louise contemplated how she'd spend her day. After she and Dan had eaten their breakfast, she'd be on her own for the better part of the day as Dan had back to back meetings arranged for the entire day. She knew to arrange her day around the stifling heat of the day, avoid the mid-day and early afternoon punishing temperature whenever possible. While Louise was more than capable of paying her own way, Dan insisted that all costs incurred on the trip would be met by the business and while Louise would never take advantage of this, she knew that Dan wouldn't be comfortable with dragging her this distance and finding out that she'd spend the day sitting alone in the hotel room reading or watching television. During the first of these trips, he'd presented her with a credit card and told her to use the card for any purchase, whether it is clothes, lunches, and exhibitions, whatever. With this in mind Louise wondered what she do that would provide some benefit to the both of them and she considered that if she bought a really nice outfit this morning at one of Dubai's Western-brand furnished malls. That seemed to be the best plan, and after that she'd get back to the hotel, spend an hour in the air-conditioned gym and then perhaps move onto the spa for a massage, a few treatments. The gym, spa and pool complex had a wonderful waterside restaurant which would afford her the chance to have a post-workout light lunch. With her plan set for the day Louise slipped down the oversized bath, until the water reached her chin. She felt fully relaxed and her mind was clear of all apparent Matters, leaving her in a blissful and tranquil state, totally unaware of her surroundings or actions, verging on catatonic. It was the peacefulness that betrayed her and her hand totally involuntarily crept between her slightly apart thighs and invited her fore finger and middle finger to trace the slim shallow valley that existed between the lips of her pussy. A sensation of warmth filled her groin and spread into the most intimate parts of this zone within her body. He clitoris tingled as if to draw attention to itself and project its presence to her fingers, her pussy swelled and wetted itself in preparation and anticipation of any welcome attempt by those long skilful fingers to enter the host, and her ass. Well her ass, it just clenched and unclenched in recollection of fingers and penis that had visited it in the most erotic of encounters. She focused on these recollections, somehow there were moments when she wanted this type of intercourse more than anything else that could be afforded her. This morning, she would allow her fingers to simulate both types. She relaxed into her bath and faded into the indulgent moment.

Later that morning Louise wandered about the Dubai International Mall enjoying the cool conditioned air that filled this retail palace, an oasis of capitalism in a strictly controlled country of poorly distributed wealth. She'd not been absolutely sure of what to wear out in such a sensitive environment and the advice she'd been given had been contradictory with some people saying no limitations were necessary, others saying limitations only applied to religious calendar periods and guidebooks advising nothing other than totally concealing oneself and never being out in public alone. She'd eventually settled on a long flowing summer dress with a shawl to cover her arms and shoulders that could be lifted to cover her hair if she was advised to when out. She felt at ease at the mall when within minutes she'd seen several women much more liberally dressed than her. Added to this she was surprised to see to availability of western style dresses, including semi transparent outfits, plunging necklines and very high hems. Most shocking of all, she found outlets such as Victoria Secrets and Agent Provocateur and she stood in the mall questioning herself as to whether she should be seen going in. As she weighed up her options from a healthy distance, she observed no end of women entering and leaving the boutiques, both Muslim women in a modern form of traditional dress and Western women. She concluded there was no risk in entering the shops and she chose Victoria Secrets first and walked in confidently. Everything here was exactly as it would have been in the UK or any other Western country. The staff greeted her with an acknowledging smile and women of all cultures wandered amongst the garments picking up items, holding bras and panties against themselves for size and fingering laces as a measure of quality and comfort. Everything that Louise saw that had any appeal to her were items that were already in her underwear drawer at home, so she left the shop empty handed but more certain that this sort of shopping was in now way in appropriate. She entered Agent Provocateur without any inhibitions and as she did so she took her purse from her handbag without any conscious awareness that she'd done so. Like a cop taking his gun from his holster, she clearly entered the premises with deadly intentions.
The colours of the good in this boutique had enormous appeal to Louise, with lots of dark shiny satins and silk in greys, bronzes, aubergines and each subtly adorned with laces, details, woven silks and such. As is commonly the case for Louise, one particular range stood out for her and she was drawn to it. A carousel had a range of items hanging on it, which were a gunmetal grey satin with a lemon yellow lace and bow detail with a silver tiffany heart sewn into the fabric. It was available in a Basque, pants, thong, suspender belt, balcony bra and regular bra. It was clearly popular and two women were inspecting the range already. Louise joined them and went straight for the bras and found one immediately that matched her size. It felt fantastic and was generously padded in the cup, which helped her envisage herself wearing, and imagined her breasts lifted high on her chest. Now for the pants. Louise liked either traditional pants or French knickers and there was no sign of the latter, which didn't disappoint her in anyway. The pants were beautifully made with the front being constructed of grey lace laid over a gentle lemon under layer. The rear had a transparent grey gauze when would leave little to the imagination. Now to find her size, Louise pulled past the sixteens, the f******ns the twelves and onto the eights, no tens! This would be a disaster. Luckily an assistant came to her aid "Do you have this in a ten please?" she asked the lady. "Let me check for you - most of our stock is on display so if it's not here......" she started, frustratingly for Louise to check the same rack that she'd just inspected. ".......it appears we don't, let me check with my colleagues and I'll be back shortly" The lady disappeared to the rear of the store as Louise continued to roll the material of the bra in her fingers.
Beside her a woman with the same underwear set d****d over her forearm continued her own shopping. Louise noted that she had selected the bra, the pants, the basque and the thong. The lady was very pretty, well tanned with blonde hair, which looked very elegant with a pair of Bvlgari sunglasses mounted atop her head. The glasses drew Louise's attention; they were very similar to her own in terms of make and style 'Clearly we share the same tastes in both underwear and eyewear' she thought to herself. As the words ran through her head the lady looked directly at Louise - she felt a sense of shock; did she say it out loud in error? The lady looked at Louise and gave her a friendly smile then her gaze dropped to the bra in Louise's hand "Beautiful isn't it?" said the lady "Yes it is, I love the colour and the way its put together" she agreed "You clearly agree, you have your arms full there" she nodded to the multiple garments which lay d****d on the ladies forearm. "Yes, its one of those occasions where I can actually get something that I like in my size. It's like 'ten' is the holy grail of underwear sizes and for once every item in this range is in my size". The irony of the situation was cruel, and Louise didn't want to cause any upset by outlining that she'd probably missing out at the cost of this ladies luck. "I think you've picked well, the colour will look fantastic on you. You'll look very pretty in that". She accepted your compliment without rejection or embarrassment which showed good grace and you felt yourself warm too her.

"Madam, I've checked our stocks and there are no size ten panties in this set I'm afraid, we don't have any other outlets in the country and the next delivery is in twenty one days time." The awkwardness of the situation was palpable, and this poor anonymous lady looked on while the assistant spoke to Louise, she felt her toes curl into the plush carpet beneath her Kurt Geiger heels. "That's Ok, I'm in London in two days and I'm sure I'll find the set in your store there, thank you for looking and all the help you've afforded me". The assistant nodded to Louise and turned and walked off. This poor lady, arms awash with the underwear that she coveted, the position she must find herself in. She stepped forward and took a short breath before speaking, but Louise interrupted "Please, please don't. Those items are yours to buy and they will look so good on you and I'd feel horrid if you didn't walk out of here with the sets you've chosen". She reached out and put her hand on the back of Louise's hand, and spoke "Look, my husband would not be best pleased if I bought all of this shit, so you have the panties, I'll get the rest of the items. You've done me the favour by saving me forty pounds on a pair of panties and probably an argument with my husband on our anniversary weekend about as to why I need every variety of knickers on offer at this over priced store. His words not mine!" Louise laughed and felt that this woman was genuine in her offer "OK, you've convinced me and I'll take them. But you must let me repay you in some way. Can I buy the thong for you?". She looked down at the items and thought for a moment. "Actually, I hate thongs, I was thinking that I'd surprise my husband by wearing one, but he hates them too. Although if you have sometime I would appreciate you help with another matter. I've seen a dress and I'm not too sure about whether it suits me and seeing that we appear to have similar tastes, I'd really appreciate it if you could come to the store with me and give me your opinion" Louise agreed, it seemed like a fair and reasonable bargain, and to boot, she no longer felt so isolated in this most foreign of lands. "I'm Dee by the way, let me get these items and we'll shoot off to the shop. Its Karen Millen just five or six units down the mall on this side by the fountain" she described "I'm Louise, I'll get mine and we can go see how great you look in that dress" At the counter they paid for their respective items, and before Louise knew it, Dee has hitching their arms together and leading Louise from the store and down the mall.

At Karen Millen, a lady greeted both ladies at the door "Back so soon Madam, and with someone to give you a second opinion" she said in a slightly condescending Matter. Dee picked up the thread "This is Louise, we find that we share the same tastes and I've asked her for her opinion on that dress I tried on earlier, the platinum one in a ten" As Dee spoke Louise looked about the store, seeking out what might be a platinum outfit, but she couldn't find anything that might meet this description. "It's from the Millen California range which I spotted online earlier this week, they had it flown in from the only store that had a size ten, it was LA! I feel obliged to buy it, but I'm not sure and its six hundred pounds" Dee said, but not in a boastful way. The assistant had walked off and had a younger girl on route to get the dress for Dee. "Be honest with me Louise, if you tell me I look stupid or tarty then I'll accept that from you, but if you say I look good in it, I'll wear it with total confidence" Louise was convinced by how sincere Dee sounded, and she promised to give her unabated opinion on the dress. "Madam, the outfit is in fitting room one for you when you and your friend are ready" said the lady who'd met you as you entered the store. "Come in with me" said Dee, as she turned to fitting room. Louise felt that this was too familiar and opted to wait for Dee outside of the fitting room and Dee wasn't in the mood to try to persuade her, and she disappeared to the fitting room in the rear of the store. Louise waited patiently, examining the other gowns and items on display, they were truly stunning and the variety was amazing. Within moments, Dee appeared from the sliding mirror door in a shimmering dark silver dress that hung from her shoulders and showed off her figure in a belaying sort of way, stopping midway down her thighs. It was in no way fitted but somehow the dress demonstrated the dynamics of her figure. For Louise, there was no question, this was a dress that suited Dee as well as her tanned flawless skin did, yet there was one question, 'Could she wear it in this country outside of this store?' There was a pause as Dee waited for your reaction "Well, what do you think? You think I look like a two dollar hooker don't I?" Louise chose here words carefully "Dee, you look amazing, and you should buy this dress, but be clear Dee, you'll be stoned to death if you walk down a Dubai street with this dress on" Dee laughed at Louise's assessment and the assistants were shocked by the frank but accurate assessment "You're are one hundred percent correct. If I buy this dress in this store, I have to sign a wavier to assure them that I will only wear it in designated places, such as my hotel, until I leave the country" The conditions were astonishing, but fully understandable "Then you should buy the dress" Louise told Dee and the assistants smiled behind Louise's back at the prospect of getting the dress out of the store without further delay. "I'll take it" Dee directed to the staff and then she jumped forward and embraced Louise. "I'm wearing this tonight for our anniversary dinner" she said with the excitement of a sixteen year old girl attending her prom night. After paying for the dress Dee led Louise out of the store, "I'm heading back to my hotel, where are you headed Louise?" Louise told Dee that she'd need to head back to her hotel as she had some things to do. Dee asked which hotel Louise was staying at "The Burj Khalifa" Louise answered, "That's where we are! - Let's share a car home" Dee already had Louise by the arm and was frog marching her down the mall to the taxi rank and into a waiting Mercedes Benz.

It was thee in the afternoon when Louise was truly complete of all the items on her to-do list. She'd completed her trip to the mall before returning to the hotel and spending the hottest part of the day in the gym where she'd run, performed her circuit on the machines, and then swam. She'd had a very light lunch with a glass of wine and then had a massage and a facial before finally having her manicure and pedicure. Now she lay in the sunroom, an innovative space within the hotel where one could slowly tan oneself naturally within the confines of the hotel in a space that was maintained at a warm but comfortable twenty-seven degrees. No sooner had she chosen her lounger, and a waiter attended to her, delivered a cold bottle of still water, as was Louise's selection and then taken her order for a cocktail. A 'Sea-Breeze' was her choice today, a refreshing pink drink in this windless glazed environment. As the waiter placed the cocktail on the table beside her wonderfully comfortable bed, she removed her gown to reveal her simple black bikini, dropped the sunglasses over her eyes and lay back to take in the rays. Moments later she became aware of someone in her proximity, shuffling around and getting ready to take up a lounger adjacent to her. Louise tipped her head to face the sound and opened just one eye, as is the custom when examining ones surroundings when sun bathing. The person was a good looking guy about thirty years of age, gently tanned with a nicely compact body, not overly muscular but athletic. His black leisure shorts matched his thick black hair which set off his silver frames black-lens Aviator's. He rested not on the bed immediately next to her, but the one over from that. She was unsure if this was good or bad, Louise sought privacy this afternoon but he was a good looking guy and perhaps a nice chat with a good looking man would have been some entertainment, perhaps a little flirting, laying on one-side allowing the fullness of her breasts to reveal themselves. For now Louise lay back with her eyes closed and tried to clear her mind of any thoughts, a period of semi meditation. However, knowing that this chap was within her proximity, her mind automatically ran to more physiological Matters. As she rested more, a state of semi-sleep came over her and she slipped into her thoughts. As is the way with dreams, the images that ran through her mind were erratic and illogical. Firstly she was right in this very place, and she was laid on the very same bed. The man on the bed two loungers away was on top of her, kissing her firmly and slowly in this most open of spaces. His mouth left hers and his head moved down her body to her breasts and he began to lick and kiss her nipples causing her to lift the small of her back in reaction to this and reach for the back of his head and pull his mouth harder onto her mouth laden breast. Her left had travelled down between their bodies and her upturned palm slid slickly over the shiny nylon of his shorts and she felt his hardened prick through the cloth. "Take it out" she said gently through breath that quickened and he obeyed by gathering himself to his knees and sliding his shorts down his legs to reveal his cock. She ran her palm on the shaft two or three times before revolving her hand and pulling her bikini bottoms to one side "come into me, slide in" Louise instructed and felt him move his hand to his groin to fulfil his command. As the tip of the intruding cock reached her wet and swollen cunt lips, it was no longer the man beside her that was between her legs, it was the young Dutch boy that had taken her virginity all those years ago. He was already inside her and thrusting at a generous pace and at a good depth causing her to cry out in her dream. Her head flayed to the side in this dream and she was no longer in Dubai, nor was she on the holiday where she'd met this young Dutch man, but she was in Spain, another holiday, and as she was being fucked hard by her Netherlander, she was being watched by four boys from Newcastle, all had their cocks out and were wanking furiously and forming a queue to be the next person to enter her. "Come inside me, all of you" she called out in her dream. Between the four guys a woman appeared and the guys moved out of her focus, as she became the centre of her attention. As she came closer Louise could see it was Dee who she'd met earlier that day at the mall. "Are you ok Louise? Do you want this?" she was saying. The words were clearer than any dream and it startled her. Louise's dream started to fade yet she could still feel the penis entering her deeper and deeper and she wanted it to continue, but the clarity of the dream was drifting much to her frustration. "Louise" she felt a hand on her shoulder and a gentle shake woke her from her dream. "Sorry to wake you Louise, you seemed distressed. "Do you want this cocktail? All the ice has melted and its gone quite warm probably" Gathering herself Louise realised she'd been dreaming, more so she was laid on her back with her legs fully agape and although it probably wasn't obvious her cunt was dripping. All manner of thoughts went through Louise's mind, had she been talking in her sleep? Had she touched herself as she dreamt? Her nipples were hard and erect and visible through her bikini top and there was a trace of dark dampness in the front gusset of her bikini bottoms. She pulled her gown over herself to hide the obvious effects of her extremely enjoyable dream.

"Sorry to have woken you Louise, you seemed to be in distress and we thought it best to wake you" Dee explained. "This is Carl, my husband who I told you about earlier" she gestured towards the man who had featured so centrally in her dream, who had began the first part of a pretty good imaginary fucking by any measure. "Hi. I'm sorry, I'm still coming around, I think I'd better get a glass of water, I may have dehydrated after the gym and spa, and its very hot in the sun here" Dee was already pouring a glass of water from their own extremely cold bottle. The bottle of water and cocktail that had sat beside Louise's table had since been removed, both untouched. Louise took the water from Dee's outstretched hand and thanked her for it before sipping repeatedly until she felt a little refreshed and, more importantly, had time to gather her thoughts on what sort of display she might have been putting on for all and sundry u*********sly. "I hope I've not been making a spectacle of myself in my sleep?" she tested, "Well I've only been here for 10 minutes and apart from being very breathless and jumping around a bit, you were very peaceful in your nap" Carl made comment, just smiled warmly in here direction as if to say 'nothing to report here'. Louise felt a little bit reassured; she swung her legs off the lounger and sat up to face Dee. "So, what have you been up to since I left you?" Louise directed her question at Dee. She described how she and Carl had been out to a museum and then came back and had a swim and a massage. Carl interjected in the conversation and it wasn't long before Louise felt very comfortable in their company, they were both quite classy and looked great together. Dee was doing most of the talking and during the conversation Louise noticed Carl summon a passing waiter and speak with him shortly, placing some sort of order. Within moments, the waiter returned with three champagne flutes and a bottle of Bollinger on ice "Louise, I'd.... We'd like you to join us in a drink to celebrate our anniversary. Dee told me that you help here pick out a dress for our dinner this evening, and even though I'm yet to see it, I know it will be great and it will drive me mad to the point that I won't be able to keep my hands off her!" As he spoke he'd poured three glasses, expertly never resting the bottle on the glass, and accurately fizzing the foam to the lip of the glass without it overcoming the brim. He handed his wife the first glass, and then got up and offered you the second "That should make your lips wet" he said as he handed the long stemmed flute to Louise, and Dee giggled c***dishly but quite cutely at his quip. Carl turned and returned to the lounger where his own glass sat "To the three of us!" he offered as he raised the glass and sipped from it before anyone could question the appropriateness of the toast on what was their anniversary. Louise sipped at her own glass, and felt the refreshing charge that quality champagne offered and she quickly felt able to drink the bottle to herself. They talked for a while at the loungers and after about thirty minutes Carl called the waiter over again and spoke to him "I've ordered a second bottle, but I've asked the chap to set it up on a table in the shade, we'd be more comfortable there" The three of them collected their items and strolled to the table, Carl walking between the two women both in bikini's, heels and sun glasses. The table was much more comfortable and some olives and other nibbles were set out on for them. As Louise plunged into the very comfortable armchair she got the feeling that she could sit in their company all afternoon and possibly into the evening. As the conversation flowed, Louise's relaxation was interrupted by the her telephone buzzing, she picked it up from the table "BACK AT THE HOTEL. WHERE CAN I FIND YOU BABE? X" its read. "OASIS POOL BAR, SAT WITH A NICE COUPLE I'VE BEFRIENDED. JOIN US FOR A DRINK” She typed her reply. "We're about to be joined by my husband, he's just finished up and I've asked him to come along for a drink if that's OK?" Carl's arm shot into the air and summoned the ever-attentive waiting staff and ordered another glass. "That will be perfect, I hope he can stay and help us finish at least one more bottle after this" With that, Dan arrived in his dark suite and white shirt, minus his tie "I believe I've met your husband already" said Carl, rising from his chair "Hello again mate!" he called out offering out his hand as Dan approached. Dan took his hand and shook it "Well, what a small world! Hello again" Dan returned the greeting warmly before walking over to Louise and kissing the side of her face as she sat in the chair and then descending into the spare chair at the table which the waiter had positioned before placing a fresh glass on the table before it and fuelling it with champagne. "Many thanks" said Dan before reaching forward to the glass, raising to the air and offering a toast to 'The end of a working day'. Everybody else raised a glass in acknowledgement of the toast. Louise filled Dan in on how she'd gotten to meet and now know this lovely couple, and how they were celebrating their fifth anniversary. "A nice dinner this evening to complete your special day?" Dan directed his question at them both. "Yes, we're booked into the Kings Rooms and we're having the degustation menu" It was the premier dining experience at the hotel and cost close to five hundred pounds for a table for two. "That's a great way to celebrate. Good choice" Louise admired Dan's judgement not to mention the expense of the dinner. "You'd be welcome to join us if you fancy it?" Carl said excitedly. "No No, it's your anniversary dinner, you should be staring into each other's eyes. But, we're dining at the hotel in 'Pearl's' and I'm going to take Louise to the Sky Rooms cocktail bar on the roof afterwards. We'd love to offer you an open invitation to join us for cocktails with us if you'd like. Don't decide now, just text me and let us know if you're coming" Dan said sliding his business card across the table "Keep you options open, but we'd love to host you at our table" Louise nodded her agreement as she reached across to Dee who was sat to her left, and rested her hand on the back of Dee's right hand and winked at Dee as if to underline and reinforce Dan's offer. The foursome sat and drunk through two more bottle of Bolli' before both agreed that enough was enough for the afternoon and decided to leave and get ready for their respective dinners.

Back at the room, Dan had the first opportunity to enjoy the luxurious surroundings of the environment. His first task was to remove his clothes and get into a cool shower. "Even though you've been a water baby all day, are you having a bath before we go to dinner honey?" He called out from the shower to Louise. She assessed the time available and confirmed that she'd prefer to bath again because of the heat. "Run a bath that we can share and you can tell me about your day" Louise loved to bath with Dan and the suite had an enormous oval shaped tub that would accommodate them both readily. Running the bath Louise added some of the luxurious scented oils that sat in a oversized bowl on a marble shelf beside the tub.
As they sat at opposite ends of the bath, each with a glass of cold white in their hand, Louise described the events at the Mall and the dress that she'd helped persuade Dee to buy, telling Dan of how short it was and the assurances that she was forced to give the store not to wear it outside of the hotel while she stayed in Dubai. Much to Dan's enjoyment, Louise went on to describe how she'd fallen asleep and had the most erotic dream and how she'd been woken up by Dee just as the dream had been building to its exciting peak. As always, Louise's sexy stories made Dan hard as a rock and she allowed her foot to stray to his prick in order to test and ensure that it had affected him the way she'd hoped it would. He allowed her to toe at his cock as they chatted "So, what do you think of Dee and Carl. They are a good-looking couple, and great company. I hope you didn't mind me inviting them to cocktails" Dan asked, seeking permission in the form of belated forgiveness. "I like them both, and yes you are right, they are both smart and look very good together. I think they'll be good company this evening. There's a hint of mischief in them I think" she let the comment sit there, hoping that Dan would agree and confirm what she suspected. "I'm of the same opinion, but I'm not sure why I think that, just an instinct thing" Both of them lay back and drunk their wine without speaking for a moment. Dan broke the silence "If they were a couple online, would they be someone who'd you'd consider meeting up with for an evening of naughty fun?" No Matter how many times they had a conversation of this nature, each of them felt the slightest hint of embarrassment as they embarked on the opening lines. "If I'd seen pictures of the faces and their physique as they appeared today at the pool, I'd say that they would be one of the best looking couples we would have seen online. Neither of them have obvious piercings or tattoos that I noted today. She's pretty and he's very handsome. So yes, they would tick all of my boxes" Louise answered. Dan questioned further "And if we met up with them, what sort of meeting would you have opted for? Would it be soft swap, full swap, girl-girl only, or what?" Louise took another long sip of the glass and genuinely considered her answer. "I think that with this couple, I'd be happy to do anything that falls within our own boundaries" It was a finely selected answer by any measure, it kept open all sorts of possibilities but committed her to nothing in particular. Louise preferred Dan to provide the direction in these Matters by suggesting how far they might venture forward into a meeting with a new couple. Sometimes no conversation would have preceded a meeting, and that held its own excitement, but on other occasions it was necessary to state what at least wouldn't happen. Their instincts guided them in terms of when it was necessary to set boundaries, commonly this would be gauged by the conversation that had preceded the meeting in email, web-chat or on Skype. In this case, the circumstances were different yet more personable, with both Louise and Dan having met this couple as individuals in the hours before they realised them to be a couple. Louise wondered if Dan had a plan in mind. If she asked him what he planned he'd either tell her exactly what he might be thinking, or he'd confirm that some plan was in place and ask her if she wanted to know it or if she'd prefer to just roll along with it. For her, it would always be the latter, her trust in Dan was without question and in terms of these Matters, he always ensured that her safety and respect was maintained. Finally, Dan broke the silence "Why don't we concentrate on having a lovely evening tonight, and I'm sure that Dee and Carl are going to join us for cocktails. You soak up these bubbles a little more...... (he leant forward and kissed her as her got out of the bath) ..... and I'll get a few things done" Dan stepped out of the bath and tied a towel about his waste and walked into the lounge area of the suite. Louise heard him pick up the phone in the room "Hi, I'd like to order a bottle of Bollinger for Mr and Mrs Roberts' table at the Kings Room tonight. Could it be delivered to their table with a note which says 'Join us at Sky Rooms when you're ready'. They will understand. Charge the bottle to this account please. Thanks" Louise full understood now that plans were afoot in Dan's head, and she liked it.

Louise signed for the dinner that evening, and it had been a spectacular dinner. The Pearl was known internationally for its oriental cuisine and they'd specifically chosen it in order to try something different. When you consider how hard it is to eat good oriental food in the UK, you can appreciate why this choice was made, and it was a good choice. They'd ordered several small plates of food, which had left them adequately satisfied, and in no way bloated. Now as they strolled from the restaurant, they felt ready for a few drinks in the roof top cocktail bar. Louise felt hugely confident in her outfit this evening, an ankle length off the shoulder gown with a slit in the side that led three quarters of the way up her thigh. She'd bought it online from a store that specifically made dresses for Western Women in the Middle East. There was a discreet series of fastenings along the slit that allowed her to secure the cut shut should the wearer feel the need. Not this evening, she allowed the opening to reveal her legs that had never looked better. Two half marathons in the space of five months and the training which accompanied them meant that she was in good physical shape and every outfit she bought was selected to savour this achievement.
Dan rested his hand on the top of her firm ass as they walked along the open balconied lobby to the bank of lifts. "You look amazing again tonight Louise. That dress and your jewellery, together with your hair and make up... you're a million dollars" She loved these moments, men had told her how pretty or beautiful she was all her life, but the ones that she'd chosen as partners had neglected this habit within months of the relationship starting. Not Dan, he held her on a pedestal so high it frightened her sometimes, making her feel pressured to maintain her looks for as long as possible. Yet their relationship seemed to turn the clock backwards for them both, making them feel and act younger that their years, even Dan, seven years older than Louise. She chose not to respond to his comments until they entered the elevator, just the two of them. Dan had directed the lift to the Cocktail bar on the uppermost floor before entering the lift, and now as the door closed on the glazed cell, which could be seen into from any of the balconies that encircled the elliptical multi-storey lobby, she chose now to respond to his comment. "Do I look classy, or do I look like a whore?" she questioned Dan. He walked backwards away from her, as far back as the small lift car would permit "Classy, but I know your capability to be otherwise" he purred for her. "How about now?" she queried as she pulled her dress open at the slit to reveal the lemon grey panties she'd bought at the mall earlier that day. "Less classy, still refined, but just a little more whore" he replied with a straight face. She shuffled her heels further apart, Dan looked down at her feet. How he loved her feet, so pretty with, on this occasion nails painted silver black, her first two toes exposed through an elegant opening in her midnight black leather heels. As her legs spread wider she pulled the front of her panties to one side to expose herself to him. Primed from the sensuality of the meal, her attraction to Dan, and the erotic experiences of the afternoon, her pussy fully exposed itself to anyone who cared to watch. "When we leave this lift and enter that cocktail bar, I'm a whore for the remainder of the night, and I want to be treated as such" Timing was one of Louise's several strengths, as an accomplished musician she had some sixth-sense for it, and as she released the panties and dress hem and the material flowed back over her skin to leave her looking as pristine as she had when she left the room before dinner, the doors of the lift opened up to the glorious cocktail bar with glass panels for a roof and virtually unobstructed view over the city and ocean. An elderly couple waited to enter the lift but Dan was taken aback by the view that awaited them as they stood in the gap left by the doors to the lift "My God, what a view" Dan said in total awe of what lay before him "Fuck the view, get me a cocktail!" she said, good to her previous words, shocking the couple who heard her clearly, before she walked out of the lift with a swagger, pulled one strategically placed pin from her hair, and let her long flowing brunette locks fall about her shoulders as she walked with a cat like swish out of the lift, across the marble floor and over to the bar. Dan didn't move for a moment, his senses were fully charged by his woman, he saw he prowl into the room and his ears were filled with the noise of some highly sexual guitar riff which ought to be playing as a theme to this performance.

As she walked to the bar, Dan caught up with her and gently thread his forearm under her arm, "Spectacular" he said as he walked beside her. She knew he wasn't referring to the view any longer.

"Louise, Dan, over here!" Dee's voice was over their right shoulder and her and Carl were sat in a crescent shaped booth with cocktails on the table in front of them. Dee was wearing the dress that they had picked out earlier, and her seating position made the hem yet shorter, although she carried it off well, not in the least bit slutty. Louise steered Dan over to them and she waved enthusiastically at them "Hi!!! Happy Anniversary! How was the dinner?" Louise asked as she leaned in to Dee and went to air kiss her, but Dee kissed her directly on the lips, but still quite subtly as a peck. "Shuffle along in here and join us and we'll tell you all about it" There was very little room between the table and the booth seat and Louise did her best to gracefully manoeuvre herself along the leather seat to sit beside Dee. Dan shuffled along the seat next to Louise and noticed that the slit in her dress had opened and revealed her pants to quite an extent. Before he could discreetly tell Louise, Dee had spotted it "Oh Dear, you're all on show to the world. Ooohhh! Are those the pants we picked out today? They are aren't they, they look so pretty!" she said as she placed the tips of her fingers directly on the front panel of the underwear set and pressed along the lace. "Carl, look, these are the pants I nearly bought. Don't they look fantastic on Louise" Carl leaned over and looked directly down as Louise's crotch by which time, Louise was happily holding her dress open for them both and anyone else in the immediate vicinity to see. "Very pretty, and they do look very nice on you" Carl measured his words expertly, agreeing with his wife totally, not over stepping the mark with Dee or Dan, and delivering a sincere comment to Louise without appearing over enthusiastic. "What did you chose to wear under that beautiful dress Dee?" Louise asked "I'll show you, it's my favourite set and I wear them whenever I can!" Dee lifted her ass from the seat and raised the hem of the dress she wore to her waist - she wore no knickers, and she sat there with her cunt fully exposed. She looked so pretty, fully waxed and smooth without a blemish or hair on her skin. Both Louise and Dan looked down at Dee's loin, and for all the experiences that they had encountered; they still felt shocked to see a woman expose herself in an environment like this. Seconds later, Dee covered herself up and the situation became very normal again, although it took Dan to pick up the conversation in a way that would allow them to talk casually again. "So, how was the meal, how many courses did it involve and how many can you name?" Dan's question was aimed to hand the conversation over to Carl and Dee and it was Carl who picked up the baton and began a long description of the meals that were served during their dinner, and the wines that accompanied them. Dee interjected at points and the conversation flowed easily between the four of them, without any one person monopolising the forum. As they chatted, they enjoyed the cocktails and benefited from great service by the staff, and a very pretty Arabic woman brought virtually all their drinks to the table whom Louise estimated was in her late thirties. After the first few visits to the table they all felt as if they new this young lady, Aisha who wore a well tailored black jump suite which seemed to hint at the region and religion but also demonstrate this young woman's sensuality. She was quite westernised also, and revealed that she had undertaken her degree in Los Angeles and had returned to Dubai to study her Masters in Business, and hoped to move to London on completion of her studies. It was Dee that extracted all of this detail from Aisha, a little more with each visit, and always did it politely showing genuine interest and was always very kind and complementary to the girl telling her that she was very pretty, and thanked her for her cocktails recommendations. After one particularly long conversation the Dee led with Aisha, as the waitress left Dee raised her cocktail to her mouth and just before sipping the drink she said quite gently "She's beautiful Carl, can we take her back to our room". On closing her remark she sipped her drink without looking up for a reaction from anyone. "Now, Now Dee. You know things are different here. We're not in Las Vegas now" Carl replied, hinting that Dee's outlandish request wasn't as unrealistic as one might have first thought. "But it is our Anniversary! Don't you want to keep up the tradition?" she pressed him. "I'll get you something nice to play with when we get home" her assured and placated her, and he sipped from his own drink as if to signal that the conversation was at its close. Dan and Louise looked on with a minor degree of amazement, and Louise knew that Dan would not let this moment pass without inviting them to elaborate on this 'Tradition' that they spoke of. "That sounds like an interesting story. Don't worry about offending us because we're quite unshakeable" Louise was pleased that Dan had offered them the opportunity to speak more about their adventure. Sexy stories, be it their own or those of others had always been a big part of the intimate side of their relationship and there was nothing they liked better than to hear someone recall an actual experience, and the more extravagant the better.
"You tell the story Carl, you do it much better than I do" Dee said hoping to get Carl to hold court on their behalf, but Carl was having none of it "Well I’m off to the bathroom. Why don't you show Louise and Dan one of our Anniversary videos, perhaps the last one" Carl was getting up from his seat as he spoke. Dee needed no encouragement and reached into her pursue and pulled out her iPhone Plus with a generously sized screen. "Squidge up and I'll show you" The screen lit up and Dee selected 'Photo's' and rolled the thumbnails around to a collection of videos. She stopped the revolving wheel on a few Icons; each was named 1st Anniversary, 2nd Anniversary and so on. Dee selected 4th Anniversary and a video began. The clarity was perfect albeit the camera work was a tad shaky. The image showed Dee laying on an oversized bed in her black underwear and stockings, Carl voice cut in and he said "Happy Anniversary Baby, Four happy years, I really love you" In the video Dee giggled and replied by whispering 'I love you too'. Just at that moment, Dee look to the side of the bed and stretched her left arm out as if to invite someone to join her. As slim, pretty blonde girl appeared in the shot and knelt on the bed, wearing just white panties. The video was edited, almost professionally and there was a sound track that lay over the film that was tastefully chosen. Moments into the film the camera work became less shaky and as Carl featured in the next shot, the viewer could only assume that the camera or filming device was mounted on some sort of base or tripod. The two girls in the film had been kissing and touching each other and now they were both going down on Carl. Dee could be seen stroking the girls hair and be heard talking to her sweetly as she sucked on his cock. The trio changed positions several times and the thing that stood out was that their guests was the focus of their attention, albeit Carl and Dee made plenty of time for each other as events proceeded. The video lasted about four minutes with editing, about the same length as an album track, and it concluded with Carl spraying his cum over both the girls who returned to kissing each other as the video faded to blackness and the music stopped.
"Wow, that looked really classy Dee. Thanks for sharing that with us" Dee was clearly pleased to have received Louise's approval. "I'm glad you like it, we have one for each anniversary and its always a different girl" Dee explained. "Never a man?" Louise questioned her. We meet men and couples a few times each year, and we attend the odd club or party when the mood takes us, but we keep the female, female, male thing for our anniversaries. I love the girl on girl action and Carl loves to see it before joining in" Carl had returned to the table and resumed his position next to Dee "Haven't left the bar screaming yet then?" he addressed Louise and Dan on his return. Louise was keen to be the one to reply, "Actually, we're not shocked in the way that you thought we might be. Yet again, it turns out that Dee and I have yet more things in common” Dee turned in her seat to face Louise and took a deep sharp intake of breath and dropped her chin as if toe signal shock, yet then contradicted herself "I knew it, I knew it! Didn't I tell you Carl. No woman with that amount of sexual chemistry couldn't not be part of the scene." She then slapped the top of both her thighs with the palms of her hands as she bounced up and down in the seat excitedly "Tell me what you've done, please, please!" As Louise started to tell Dee the adventures that they had embarked on, Dan got up from the seat "Louise tells these stories better than I do. Carl, do you fancy joining me on the balcony to get some air and take in the view?" Carl agreed and got up from his seat. "Babe, I'm going to take my phone and send a few texts while I chat to Carl" Dan said to Louise, nodding at her own phone which lay on the table as if to signal to her to look out for texts from him. As Carl walked with Dan to the balcony door, Carl checked that Dan wasn't at all offended by the conversation. Dan reassured Carl that he was fine with the conversation and started to describe how since Louise and He had been part of the scene they'd been astounded at how quickly they discovered that lots of people practice this sort of life style or dive in and out of it when they chose too. As they walked to the Balcony door, Dan sent a text to Louise "HOW DO YOU FANCY BEING ANNIVERSARY GIRL #5. I'LL BE IN THE ROOM TO WATCH AND FILM AND NOTHING ELSE". Not expecting an immediate reply, Dan placed his phone in his pocket and waited for the handset to vibrate and signal Louise's response. Dan had the confidence that he could propose this sort of thing to Louise, their fantasies had covered of this scenario multiple times, and given what sort of activities they'd already undertaken, it wasn't an outlandish suggestion. Furthermore, Louise and Dan could tell each other anything and had agreed never to over react to any suggestion, all that the other person needed to say was "No, I wouldn't consider doing that" and the other person would drop it, albeit that this is what they had agreed but neither had asked anything of the other person that had been declined yet. The guys stepped out in the warm Dubai air with their drinks in their hands and took in the view.

At the table Louise was describing the intimate details of one of the more recent adventures. As she spoke Dee had rested her hand on Louise's exposed thigh and Louise had her hands rested atop her hands in a display of warmth and friendship. Their faces were very close as Louise spoke in hushed tones so that no other person would hear, regardless of the gentle Arabic lounge music playing in the room. Her phone buzzed and lit up as Dan's text arrived. She read it. She could have anticipated what it had said. As she pondered the exact words of her approving reply Dee checked on her "Everything OK?" she asked. "Yes, just Dan sending me sexy texts to get me going" and she started to type her reply "Happy to do that. Make sure you get some good pictures. Tell me when you've cleared it with Carl. She's up for it - I'm certain of that" As Louise typed the words Dee had started stroking the inside of Louise's thigh. Louise let her legs part slightly, just in case Dee wanted to stray further up her legs. "What did Dan text to try to get you going, if you don't mind me asking" Louise picked up her drink from the table, ready to drop the bombshell "He asked me if I wanted to be a plaything for you and Carl tonight while he watches. I said yes" she took a long sip on her drink. Dee grabbed her phone and started texting Carl frantically.

Out on the balcony, Carl and Dan had the entire deck to themselves and they sat in the warm night air very relaxed in the upholstered chairs that adorned the space. "Carl" Dan began "I'm going to propose something and I don't want you to think any less of us for suggesting this, but how would you and Dee like to take Louise to your bedroom and make her your 'Year Five' girl? I'd be in the room, watching, taking photos and filming if you like. I won't be getting involved other than to refill your wine glasses" Carl hid any shock that he felt and sat silently for a moment "You know Dan, that's a wonderful offer and I know that Dee would love for Louise to join us. She's a great looking girl. But are you sure that you don't want to participate in any form, we swap with good looking couples like you every so often and we'd love to do that with you both, but if this is what you want, then it would be a pleasure, for both of us, in every sense of the word" With the confidence that the arrangements had been set, Dan wanted to elaborate "Now Carl, there's one simple thing I want you to do as part of this arrangement, and that's to make Louise the centre of your attention, that goes for both of you. I want you and Dee to make her feel like she's the star of the show" Carl was already nodding, demonstrating that he understood fully the importance of this point. "Dan, I give you my word" Just as he gave Dan the requisite reassurances, his phone pinged, to signal an incoming text, he read the screen before turning it to face Dan "I have a very, very excited wife" Dan read the words on the screen "DAN WANTS LOUISE TO JOIN US IN BED TONIGHT, LET'S DO IT, SHE'S SO GORGEOUS, OUR BEST YET". Dan chuckled in appreciation of Dee's assessment of Louise "Shall we go and rejoin the girls. Perhaps we could get another bottle of Bolli sent to your room and we could then head there?" Carl was slowly getting up from the chair "Consider it done, I'll order a bottle for the room at the bar, you go and tell the girls that we're heading to our room"

Dee's fingers were less than an inch from Louise's panties, tickling her inner thigh quite skilfully when Dan approached the table. He showed no sign of any of the Matters that had been discussed between Dee and Louise and Carl and himself. "Carl's suggested that we all go back to your suite and finish the night with one more bottle before bed" Louise and Dee raised themselves from the seats and Louise joined Dan at the edge of the table, hooking her arm under his "I love you, I'll make sure that you have some images to treasure tonight babe" Dan patted her hand to signal he knew that she'd look fantastic. Carl caught up with the trio as they left the table "There's a bottle of good-stuff on route to the room - its just a Matter of whether we get there before it does" he said as they exited the restaurant and walked across the lobby to the lift station. "I'm going to take a diversion to our room, just to pick up something, and I'll catch up with you guys in your suite if that's ok" Louise slipped a glance to Dan, not in panic but as if to question what this detour might be caused by. "Click-Click" he made the sound of a camera shutter and winked at her. "Arrhhh - Don't be too long, you might miss the popping of the cork". The doors to the lift opened and they all entered. Louise walked to the rear wall of the car and leaned against the chrome horizontal handrail and placed her legs shoulder width apart causing her dress to reveal her thigh to quite an extent. Dee, Carl and Dan looked at her in her challenging stance as they entered the lift. Dee playfully strode over, cat-walk style to Louise and spun around next to her, facing her side on. She placed on leg behind Louise's and lifted the the other leg up in front of Louise, mid thigh height. The lift car doors closed behind the men and the girls stared at them with a serious, playful daring look. Carl took his cue and sauntered up to to other side of Louise, he placed his arm around the small of her back and joined his hand with Dee's which was placed on Louise's back. None of the smiled, but they just stared arrogantly back at Dan who stood there with his hands in his suit trouser pockets. From one of his pockets he produced his iPhone, held it up and took a photo "You guys look a picture" he said and returned the phone to his pocket. The lift stopped and the doors opened "This looks like me. I'll see you in five" he said and turned and left the lift.

Entering the room Carl led the way into the suite. It was the same standard as Louise and Dan's with the lounge area on entry complete with some sofa's, a few easy chairs arranged about a low table, a desk, a dining table with seats for six, a small credenza which served also as a bar with a chrome basin. Beyond that were some steps which led to some opaque sliding panels which were fully repealed to show a very large bedroom area with panoramic views over the Gulf and out to the sand bars in the near ground. "It looks like we've beaten the bubbles, would you girls like anything from the mini-bar?" Carl said. "We'll both have a G&T please" Louise said speaking on behalf of Dee "What if I don't like Gin?" Dee asked Louise "Then I'll drink them both" she said and walked towards her and kissed her fully on the mouth, which stopped Carl in his tracks for a moment. Louise always like to take a degree of initiative when going with another woman, but tonight she felt full of devilment. It may have been the video that they watched earlier that set the bar for Louise. The blonde had been very feminine and very sexy, but she was extremely submissive and clearly Dee and Carl had initiated each and every phase, act or element of the experience. Tonight would be different and Louise planned to be fully in control of these two, she would happily participate in the threesome, but she wasn't prepared to be a bit part in their fantasy.

There was a knock at the door which interrupted the girls, and Carl went to set to it "Bubbles or photographer I wonder?" he said as he opened the door. "Both" he cried as the waiter stood there with a trolley with the ice bucket, four glasses and a large bottle of champagne, behind him was Dan with a camera hanging of a neck strap wrapped around one of his wrists. Carl signed for the bottle and Dan wheeled the trolley into the room "I'll take that off you. We'll leave the trolley outside of the room when we're done with it" The waiter nodded and walked off as Carl closed the door behind Dan. Parking the trolley next to the table, Dan winked at Louise who had a very deliberate look on her face, 'a woman that wanted to get down to business' Dan thought to himself having seen that same look many times before. "Why don't you guys make yourselves comfortable while I open this bottle" Dan suggested picking up the bottle and removing the golden foiled top, and beginning to unwind the wire cage that secured the cork.

Dee was sat at the centre of the head of the bed with her back leaning against the numerous cushions and pillows, with her legs crossed in front of her, silvers heeled sandals still on her feet. Louise picked up her Gin and Tonic and drank what was left in the glass as she turned to face the steps, which led to the bedroom area. Carl and Dan watched on as she slowly strolled up the steps after placing her glass on the dinning table, and, when at the top of the steps, she reached behind her head and unclipped the one fastening and then shed her long black elegant dress to reveal her knickers and bra. She stopped at the foot of the bed, and Dee looked back at her extremely seriously. Dee emptied her own glass and leaned to one side and placed the empty vessel on the bedside table. Sitting upright, she leaned forward on her folder legs and lifted her own silver gown over her head and threw it to the floor at the side of the bed. Dee wore no bra or pants and remained cros