Part 2
We staggered out of the stretch limo and into the hotel foyer with our arms around each others waists, partly so we could touch each other and partly to hold ourselves up.
Once through the doors a male voice shouted "Hey! Look who's here! Ladies ..... Ladies! Over here!"
It was one of the older guys from earlier, presumably on his way back to the bar from the toilet.
"Shite!" Molly hissed as her hand cupped my arse through the PVC.
"Come on .... the lads are in the bar."
Before we could do or say anything to the contrary he was between us and had linked our arms; "have you had a good night?"
He was asking as he pushed the door to the bar open with his foot.
"Look who's here!" He shouted again and a cheer went up from the corner where his mates were sitting and looking 'well refreshed.'
"Monty! Monty!" one shouted and a chubby chap at the bar turned, "What?"
"Get these two a cocktail ..... something with a dirty name!"
Our beaux guided us to the group and as there were no spare seats a couple of men drunkenly offered their laps as seats ...... "Fuck it!" Molly laughed and sat down on the ginger guy's lap and wrapped her arm around his shoulder which left her boobs just under his chin.
"Come here .... come here sexy lady!" A handsome silver haired man cajoled me, while patting his thighs.
Well, when he called me that how could I refuse.
I'd seen him earlier, quite tall and had the physique of an ageing sportsman. To some degree what attracted me to him, apart from his self-confidence was his neatly cropped hair with a quiff at the front, plus his well manicured and matching beard.
With a saucy smile on my face I slowly wiggled my hips on the way down and just as Molly had done, wound my arm around his shoulder then kicked my leg in the air like a can-can dancer ..... forgetting that I was no longer wearing panties!
It was only when I saw a guy's eyes nearly pop out of his head and the others around him nudging each other that I remembered and blushed as my Sex on the Beach cocktail arrived.
Someone asked where we'd been and Molly couldn't wait to tell them .... and tease them, loudly announcing that I'd 'sucked off' one of the strippers, to which I laughed and responded that she had done the same and given another a titty wank!
Which upped the electric atmosphere which was already a heady mix of Lynx Africa and middle-aged testosterone.
I virtually gulped down my drink as another luminous cocktail replaced it; just as I took my first sip the guy, whose knee I was sitting on sharply spread his legs, the way a man would do with a child, making my slip downwards. I clung on tightly with my free arm clutching my glass with the other, then using my legs to balance and again my right leg naturally went up and out to aid my balance; giving the men opposite an even clearer view of my stocking tops and hairy pussy.
Amid much laughter I pulled myself back into place but with my dress know exposing my stocking tops.
Molly now had her tongue down her fella's throat and was totally oblivious to my predicament as the Silver Fox did 'the thing' with his knees another few times only now blatantly cupping my boob at the same time, and I was now revelling in 'flashing my gash' to an ever increasing group of men opposite.
As my third cocktail arrived, so did the night manager, "Gentlemen .... and ladies, the bar has now closed and if I ask nicely can you go to your rooms as quietly as possible?"
One man among us tried to argue, but the Silver Fox quickly shushed him in a naturally dominant manner.
"How about we go back to my room and finish the party there,"he sexily whispered while nuzzling my ear.
I knew exactly what he meant, or at least thought I did so smiled and nodded.
He helped me to my unstable feet and alongside the others and Molly we headed for the lifts. As we waited he held me close to him, and I spotted a wink and a nod to to the man who had been snogging Molly. As the lift doors opened, the man and 3 or 4 others ushered Molly in and I was left with the other 4 or 5 including the Silver Fox.
Once inside our lift he pushed me up against the mirrored wall and began kissing me while pulling the zip down on my dress and cupping my boob. I wanted to stop him, but my arms where pressed against by sides by his friends as his hand went further inside the dress he squeezed and played with both boobs while passionately kissing me like no man ever had.
The next thing I knew was my dress being hiked up onto my hips leaving my lower half totally bare apart from my stockings. In seconds hands were squeezing and stroking my bare arse, making me roll my hips against a bulge in the Silver Fox's groin area.
Truth be told ..... I'd never been more sexually excited in my life as the lift doors opened. As he broke off from our kiss The Silver Fox grinned, and firmly told me "No you don't" as I tried to adjust my dress, "Walk to my room like that, give the lads a thrill."
I looked around and they all grinned at me and had twinkles in their eyes.
"Fuck it!" I sighed and smiled, "why not?"
He led me down the corridor by the hand as the others waked behind whispering and chuckling as I sashayed and wiggled my bare arse.
At the room he kept me outside kissing and fingering me as his friends filed in.
"Are you gonna play nice?" he whispered as he twisted his long finger deep inside my pussy, making me bite my lip.
I dutifully nodded through closed eyes.
Once I was inside he stayed behind me and fully unzipped my dress and dropped it on the floor as my heart was beating like a big bass drum and I swear I could feel my love juice dripping down my thighs at the prospect of being fucked in front of an audience.
As he nuzzled my ear again he deftly flicked his finger and thumb to unclip my bra then squeeze and wobble my tits, before dropping my bra to join my dress on the floor.
"Let's get the party started," he rasped, as he fondled my tingling boobs and nipples, "get your cocks out lads!"
