I saw Bill leading Sam into his room.
Now I was good and trapped. This was becoming some very serious shit.
You need to know the room layout. The bed's headboard was to my right, there was a couple of feet between the foot of the bed and a dresser with a big mirror. That was to my left. There was a small table between the bed and the patio, to the right. The bathroom was off a hallway, between the bedroom itself and the room's door.
"I'm glad I met you," he was saying, "it's a chance to try something I've always wanted, and with a beautiful woman, too."
"I did promise you an 'entertaining' evening, Bill,", she said, moving close to him. One of her hands went to the back of his neck, drawing his face down so she could kiss him. The other took one of his hands, moved it towards her breast.
Either she's really thought this through, or she has the best instincts in the world!
I raised the camera to my eye and pressed record. I could do that with one hand. Good thing, 'cause I was busy stroking my erection with the other. I thought, almost out loud "Oh, this is going to be so good! Please, please let this battery hold out."
"Well, would you like to talk a while, or. . ."
"No, let's start. I think this is going to be fantastic!"
"Uh-uh, business before pleasure. Let's get that out of the way, first, so we can just enjoy ourselves later."
I watched thru the viewfinder.
Zoomed in on his hand holding his wallet.
"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven. There's another one here for you if you've very good."
She'd boosted her price, the little tramp! I was so proud! In a sick, perverted kind of way, that is.
I hoped the camera was picking up the audio over the sound of the ocean at my back.
She took the money, put it in her purse.
"Let's start by getting you comfortable," Sam said, unbuttoning Bill's shirt.
Soon it was off. She pushed him to a sitting position on the foot of the bed, bent over, pulled his shoes and socks off. Then she pushed him onto his back and went for his belt.
I could see, poking though his pants, his erection, something he intended to use on. . .but, no, I wasn't going to think of her as my wife for a couple of hours.
"Not so fast", he said,"slow down."
"Not fast at all. I'd like to start by giving you a massage. We have a lot of time, and I want it to be 'special' for you."
He finished opening his slacks and slid them off. Now he was only in briefs, and now his erection was very obvious. Not bad. Seen bigger. Not on me, maybe, but I seen 'em.
"Sam, I think your outfit is hiding a sexy body, and I want to see it."
She stood up, and I focused on her face, where I could see her "I'm going to like this" expression on her face.
"Well, a little right now just to keep your 'interest' up."
Her hand went to her hip - I want to believe it was shaking a bit - but she managed, after a couple of trys, to unhook the clasp on her skirt, and zip it down. I watched as she slowly guided it down over her hips.
And she stepped out of it. Her blouse was cut something like a man's dress shirt, long in front and back, somewhat shorter on the sides. I could see that she was wearing skimpy bikini style high cut panties under the white blouse. They were a tan color, and if they were the ones I was thinking of, they were sheer enough so that her darker pubic hair would show thru. And her wonderful legs were exposed. Her heels - they were still on, completed a very sexy picture, a very sexy picture shot through the white haze of the curtains of another man's room.
I could feel my own cock throbbing, ready to come.
"That's a good start, Sam. Keep going."
Where did she learn this stuff?
Very slowly she began unbuttoning her blouse. "I want you to know I don't do this very often" she said.
I thought, "Yeah. And ain't THAT a cryin' shame!"
"I only know that Don said you were worth every penny."
