Julie woke up in her hotel room to the alarm buzzing at 7:30am. Remembering the night before, getting fucked three times by three different guys, her nipples begin to harden and she feels a tingling in her sex. Then, suddenly, Fred's irate phone call startles her back to reality.
Formulating a plan, she calls Fred.
She's greeted with "What the hell do you want?!? You whore!" from Fred.
"Fred listen!" Julie pleads.
"Someone must have but something in my drink. One minute I was having a drink with my dinner at the hotel bar, the next think I know, it's the next morning and I'm in my room. There's a message from you calling me names! What's going on?"
Fred goes ballistic, yelling "What's going on??? You're having sex with some big black guy, and you ask me what's going on??"
"I have no idea what you're talking about!" Julie responds.
Fred doesn't answer, instead Julie gets a text from him. She looks at it and sees a pornographic image of her riding Enrique.
"Shit!" she thinks. "Those bastards took pics!"
To Fred, she says.
"I must have been drugged! I would never do that!", mustering up some sobs.
"Ok, ok, I believe you!" says a gullible Fred.
"You should call the local police. Tell them what happened."
Relieved that he's bought her story, Julie tells Fred,
"I couldn't. It would be too embarrassing. I'll just be very careful and not go anywhere without one of my colleagues."
They chat for a few minutes more, Fred promising to come home for a weekend soon, then disconnect.
"I can't believe he believes that bull shit!" thinks a relieved Julie.
Down in the restaurant, David was telling Richard about this MILF that he had scored with the night before.
"When the rest of you went downtown after the dinner, I figured I would get a quick drink and call it a night. I'm sitting at the bar, watching tv, when this 40-something MILF sits down a couple of bar stools from me. Fucking awesome! Red hair, green eyes. Her skirt was half way up her great thighs. She struck up a conversation with me. She's a sales rep for contractor. Down here alone. Hubby didn't want to take off from work. Etc., etc., etc. Long story short, we went up to her room and the bitch wore me out! Cock sucking, tit fucking, anal, you name it! She's having dinner with us tonight. Tell Julie she has to have dinner with us too. Who knows, might turn into a party!"
"Sounds like a plan." Richard answers.
As Julie joins them at the table, Richard asks her to have dinner with them. She knows she really has no choice so she smiles and accepts.
A full day conference follows, broken up only by a working lunch.
After relaxing in her room, Julie showers and dresses for dinner. Over her tiny panties, she opts for a sleeveless blouse and a short flowery skirt she'd purchased in San Juan. She leaves the top three buttons of the blouse, displaying just a hint of her tanned, bra-less young tits.
When she enters the restaurant, she sees that Richard and David are already there, as is an older, attractive woman, clad in a white dress that highlights her tan.
Richard stands and pulls the chair next to him for Julie.
Nodding toward the older woman, Richard says,