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It was Amy who practically bumped right into Ali. All three gave a slight jump, and there was a moment of awkward silence. Ali looked at Michael inquisitively, his eyes giving away his assumption that he and Amy had been followed. As much to answer him as to break the ice, Ali quickly stammered, “I’m so sorry. I didn’t think anyone would be out here. I was just looking for a lost earring.”Amy had her doubts as well, and it was she who responded. “Oh no, let’s help you look. Where do you think it fell off?”Ali responded somewhat nervously. “In one of the cabanas. I was there this afternoon, and only later, when we were getting ready for dinner, did I realize I’d lost it.”“Well then, let’s see if we can find it,” Amy replied. “What does it look like?”“It’s nothing special. Just a little gold stud.”The three walked toward the cabanas, and Ali led them into the one that they had just left. Amy reached into her purse for her phone and turned on the flashlight. Michael and Ali did the same, and it wasn’t long before Michael located the piece, lying on the concrete near the foot of the chaise on which Ali had ridden him earlier. It was, of course, the logical place for it to have fallen off, given the vigorous physical activity that had taken place there.Michael reached down and picked up the earring. “Found it!” he called out, holding it up and then handing it to Ali. As she took it, their fingers brushed, and their eyes met. A jolt of electricity shot through Michael and his heart started to beat faster. Ali looked at Michael, and then Amy. “You are both so nice to help me look. How can I ever thank you?”Michael leaned in closer to Ali. She could feel his breath on her face.“Like this,” he said, and he leaned in and kissed her. His right hand circled around the small of her back and his left found the back of her head and he pulled her in, his tongue parting her lips and snaking into her mouth. Ali was caught off guard and didn’t respond in kind at first, but as Michael’s embrace continued, she relaxed and returned his passion, giving out a soft whimper as she wrapped her arms around him.Amy watched her husband and his new young lover and felt her own passions stirring. She was aware of her nipples hardening under her lacy bra, and a trickle of moisture escaping between her legs and nestling in the front of her thong. She backed up to the edge of the cabana as Michael’s hands roamed Ali’s body, Üsküdar Escort and she couldn’t help but touch herself as she watched her fantasy come to life before her.Abruptly, Michael broke off the kiss and turned toward her.“Amy, this is Ali,” turning Ali around so that she, too, could face his wife. “Ali, this is my wife, Amy. But you both know that. What you don’t know, Ali, is that Amy knows all about you… about us. She saw us come here this afternoon and confronted me when I returned to the room. I told her everything. And I told her that I intended to fuck you again. And again.”He turned to address Amy. “And that’s what I’m going to do now. Ali and I are going to our room, and I am going to enjoy her perfect body and pretty face. I’m going to slide my cock into her tight little pussy, so wet and so warm. We are going to fuck, hard. I’m going to make her cum with this cock, and she is going to pull the last of the cum out of my balls.”His tone was assertive. “You don’t have to come back with us, but we are likely to be there all night. If you come back, you’ll have to watch. Everything. Do you understand?”Despite her earlier request, Amy was stunned speechless, her chest tight and her body on fire.“I said, do you understand?” Michael’s voice was louder, insistent. “Do you?”Amy could only manage a nod, her eyes full of fear and desire. This was no longer her imagination running wild. This was really going to happen. Her beloved was about to have raw, passionate, dirty sex with this young, nubile harlot, right in front of him. She had a bailout. She could stay in the cabana and sleep until dawn. It would be comfortable enough, she allowed. She didn’t have to do this, to watch them. She considered her options.Michael took Ali by the hand and began to lead her away, turning one last time to look at his wife.“We’re going. If you want to return to the room, you’ll have to do it now. After the door is locked and the do not disturb sign hung, we won’t be opening it.”With that, the cheating couple began to walk back toward the hotel. Amy watched them go. Emotions swirled inside of her. She had asked for this, but when confronted with the reality, she didn’t think she could handle it. She wished she could take it all back, beg Michael not to leave with Ali, to send her away, to take her, his wife, back to the room alone. As they walked away, their hands Üsküdar Escort Bayan released discreetly, and yet Amy could see their arms brushing one another, so close were they to one another. She could imagine what was about to transpire up in their suite, and she found herself wondering. Was it just sex? Or was there emotion? It couldn’t be the latter, could it – the two had just met earlier today, a day that seemed now to stretch into eternity. And yet there was no denying the spark between the two of them as they embraced before her just now, Ali’s adorable soft whimpers, the way they looked into one another’s eyes. And the change in Michael’s tone, his demeanor. It was like this young piece of candy had lit a fuse in him.The thought sickened her. And yet she was thrilled, turned on beyond measure. Her entire body was alive, her nerves jangling and her breath quickening. She was aware that she was flushed, and her thong was now thoroughly soaked. She glanced in their direction and saw them nearing the building. Suddenly she began to run, weaving her way through the pool furniture and around the pool itself, desperate to catch them before it was too late.She lost sight of them once they entered the lower lobby. She couldn’t really run in her heels, so she stopped to slip them off, holding them in one hand as she resumed her pursuit. The lobby seemed to be getting no closer and she was getting out of breath. I must look like a mess, she thought, and yet she pressed on. Finally, finally, she was in the lobby and turned toward the elevators. There was no sign of Michael and Ali. She pressed the button and waited impatiently for an elevator to arrive. The delay was unbearable. She looked from one set of doors to another, willing the round yellow light to illuminate, desperate for the ding announcing the arrival of a car. But nothing happened. She began to panic, and just when she thought she would break down, she heard the chime.Hurrying into the elevator, she pressed the button for her floor. Thank God, she was alone, she thought. The doors closed, and the elevator began to ascend, and just as quickly it stopped on the main lobby level. Of course, Amy said to herself as a knot of people, no doubt from the lobby bar, entered the elevator. Fortunately, everyone was in a light mood, and they ignored her. Buttons were pressed, and Amy groaned inwardly as Escort Üsküdar three stops were scheduled before her floor.Her heart was pounding now. There was no way she was going to run them down before they locked the suite door behind them. She pondered her feelings. Was it because she would be homeless for the night, consigned to a chaise in a pool cabana? No, she realized. While that would be terrible, what she truly dreaded was missing the chance to watch as Michael and Ali kissed, licked, nuzzled, sucked, fucked, and screamed. She wouldn’t be able to see the expression on Michael’s face as he came, hear their cries as they took each other to paradise. She slumped against the back wall of the elevator and closed her eyes, a feeling of despair falling upon her.She almost didn’t notice when the door opened on her floor. She didn’t rush out, having given up hope. She rounded the corner and turned down the hall toward their suite, just in time to see Ali pinned against the wall by Michael, just outside their door. He was kissing her and pressing against her with a frightening intensity. Amy began to run again, not daring to risk that they would break their embrace and enter the suite before she could catch up to them.Michael and Ali could hear Amy’s footsteps and her ragged breath, and he broke away and looked at her with a smirk. Ali did the same, and Michael smiled wickedly and said, “I see you changed your mind. Good.”And with that, he pressed Ali against the wall once again, his hand sliding down across the front of her dress and over the curve of her breast, pausing to tweak her nipple through the fabric. Ali let out a little shriek, and Michael grabbed her, unlocked the door, and shoved her inside just as Amy caught up to them.Michael entered the room, not pausing to hold the door for Amy. She barely caught it before it closed, and let herself in. She was dazed and confused, unsure of what to do next, what the rules of engagement were.Michael cleared that up. “Sit in the chair and watch. You are free to do anything you want, wear anything – or nothing – that you like, but you may not approach the bed. Got it?”Amy nodded, eyes cast downward. She thought she heard Ali snicker. She slumped into the chair and looked up just in time to see Michael throw his partner down on the bed. He practically tore his shirt off and threw it halfway across the room before grabbing Ali’s dress by the hem and lifting it up. The young woman raised her hips as he pushed the dress further up to expose her skimpy thong and the long, slender legs framing it. He wasted no time in removing her thong, sliding it down those long legs and across the curve of her ankles. He examined it and smiled.
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