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Holiday Servant Girl

The new house was gorgeous. Not quite on the grand scale of Heather's but gorgeous nonetheless. Josh gave me a conducted tour, proudly showing off his design. The last room was his study. He put the TV on and flicked through the channels, stopping at one showing an empty bedroom.

"Hang on a sec," he said.

I heard him bounding upstairs and the next moment he appeared on the TV, waving inanely.

"Josh!" I said, and followed him up to the second bedroom.

"Where is it?" I asked.

This was in the days when video cameras were nothing like as common or as small as they are today. I couldn't work out where it was hidden.

"Up there," Josh said. The full length fitted wardrobes had a blank bit of wood at the top - blank except for the air holes.

"You crafty bugger," I said.

"Come here," he said. "Let's christen the spare room shall we?"

When we had finished we watched the recording which Josh seemed to enjoy as much as the real thing.

"Wouldn't it be fun if we had a lodger and could see what they were up to?" I said.

Josh thought it was a great idea. So we advertised. The reality, however, wasn't quite as exciting as the prospect.

The only remotely attractive girl who wanted the room - the house was a bit off the beaten track - was called Anita. That first evening we excitedly closeted ourselves in Josh's study and watched Anita unpack, go into the bathroom, then re-emerge in her underwear, get in to bed, read for a bit then put the light out. Wow.

Next morning Josh was up early in his study waiting for Anita to get up. When I went in to see him he was sitting stiff cock poking out of his flies.

"Anything?" I asked.

"She got up and went into the bathroom, came out still wearing the same underwear and she's just getting dressed."

"Without changing her knickers?"

"Yes, look," Josh said.

"Ugh. You don't think she knows about the camera?" I said.

"No, can't do."

We watched Anita dress. She came downstairs and went straight out.

When she came home that evening I bumped into her in the hall and tried to start up a conversation but it was hopeless.

It was three days before we saw her tits. They were big and floppy - just like her really. Try as I might to get friendly with her it was to no avail. She avoided us whenever she could, she never had any visitors, she hardly ever even used the kitchen - goodness knows where and when she ate.

After a couple of weeks even Josh couldn't be bothered to go and watch. He'd only had one wank courtesy of her in that time - one morning when she was herself having a wank albeit in bed under the covers and in half light.

Josh even gave up fast-forwarding through the tapes in search of Anita doing anything exciting. But the real problem with Anita was that neither Josh nor I really fancied her.

Not only was Anita useless in terms of entertainment, she was a real inhibitor. I certainly couldn't lure anyone back to that room - her room - and make a tape for Josh to watch in case she came home unexpectedly. Josh and I couldn't wander round the house with nothing on or fuck on the hall carpet for much the same reason. Even inviting anyone back to our house didn't feel comfortable. All because of her.

It took us three months to get rid of her. We resolved never to make that mistake again.

To celebrate our freedom we decided on the spur of the moment to go somewhere warm and sunny and two days later we were in a pot luck hotel in Crete. Nothing fancy but pleasant enough.

On the first evening we got chatting to a couple on the next table. They were about our age, fairly average to look at and it was all quite innocent.

Next morning when we came out to soak up the early April sunshine we saw them already out and we parked ourselves beside them.

As we talked on and off during the morning it became increasingly obvious that Carrie fancied Josh. I think it was the way she looked at him when applying sun tan lotion to her inner thighs. She was nice looking - chin length black hair, not that curvy. Josh didn't seem to be especially interested though I'm sure he wouldn't have said no.

In the afternoon they went off to visit some ruins and we met them again, though it wasn't pre-arranged, in the bar in the evening and decided to share a table at dinner.

Matt turned out to be a grumpy git. Carrie seemed to have lost interest in Josh and I was glad when we finished dinner and could all go our separate ways.

In the lift Josh said: "Bloody hell, feel this." And he put my hand on his stiff cock.

"What brought that on?" I asked.

"Didn't you see?" he said.

"See? See what?" I said.

"She was playing footsie with me all through dinner. I had my hand or her knee at one point and I'm sure she would have let me put it up her skirt if I could have reached."

I laughed. "I had no idea, she didn't look interested at all - crafty cow," I said. "Should we go and invite them back to our room?"

"Do you fancy him, then?" Josh asked.

"No, come to think of it, that's not such a good idea, is it? Tell you what, how about tomorrow if I distract him somehow and you and Carrie go off for a shag somewhere?"

"Would you do that?" Josh asked.

"Of course I would, Joshie, if you want her."

Next morning Matt and Carrie didn't appear by the pool. They finally surfaced after lunch and had obviously had a row. Matt pointedly chose sun beds as far away from us as possible across the other side of the pool.

"Woops," I said. "I think we may have caused a bit of a rift there."

Carrie shed her white pool jacket, threw it down onto her sun bed and went into the pool. She smiled and waved at me so I dived into the pool and surfaced in front of her. I don't know what made me do it, but as I emerged from the water I gave her right breast a friendly squeeze.

"Hey, you two should be on Lesbos," said a young bloke who was swimming past.

"Ha ha ha," I went sarcastically.

"Sorry," I said to Carrie.

"It's OK," she said.

I was encouraged. "Have you had a row with Matt?"

"God, he's a complete dick head. I wish I'd never come on holiday with him."

"I'm sorry about that," I said. "Why don't you go and suggest to him that you two go and have a nice siesta, you know, kiss and make up?"

"What, you mean have sex with him?"

"You mean you don't?" I said.

"God no, it's nothing like that. I split up from my boyfriend a couple of weeks ago as I said last night. Matt is just a friend and we decided to come on holiday together, that's all. All totally platonic."

I looked at her in disbelief.

"Yes," Carrie said. "You're probably right, but he's such a prick there's absolutely no way I could - ugh!"

"Ah, so I guess a foursome's out then," I said.

Carrie looked surprised. I thought of mentioning her playing footsy with Josh but instead said: "Oh well. Look, Josh and I are going up for our, er, siesta in a minute, you're very welcome to come and join us. Room 209."

I swam away leaving Carrie wide-eyed.

"Josh!" I said.

"What?" he said drowsily.

"Josh, wake up, we're going upstairs."

"What, now?"

"I've just been talking to Carrie and invited her to join us in a threesome."

Suddenly Josh was wide awake. He sat up. "What did she say?"

"Well, it wasn't actually quite a blatant as that."

"You mean you didn't invite her for a threesome," he said.

"Well, sort of. But come on, if we go up I think she might join us."

"Ten to one she doesn't," he said heaving himself reluctantly off his sun bed.

We went in. Carrie was lying on her front taking no notice of us.

We got upstairs and opened a bottle of wine and had just sat down when there was a knock on the door.

"I'll get it," I said.

It was Carrie. "I wasn't quite sure...," she started.

I cut her off. "Come on in. You're just in time, we've just opened a bottle of wine."

"Hello," she said to Josh, a little sheepishly.

"Hello," Josh said.

Carrie sat down on the opposite side of the low table from Josh. I poured her a glass of wine and handed it to her over her shoulder, then I leant on the back of her chair.

"You rather fancy my husband, don't you?" I said very quietly, almost whispering into her ear, my tone implying that 'yes' was the only acceptable answer.

"Yes," she said. I put my hands on her shoulders. "I fancy you too," she added.

I looked across at Josh. "Oh dear," I said to Carrie. "Can you see what I can see?" What I could see was Josh's erection straining at his trunks.

"I can," Carrie said.

And we watched as Josh's cock expanded sideways inside his trunks. I reached for the bow on the front of Carrie's modesty jacket and undid it.

"Yes please," Carrie said softly to me.

I kissed her. Josh got up and carried Carrie over to the bed. I lay down on one side of her, Josh on the other.

I stroked her hair, Josh followed my lead. We caressed her eyebrows. I asked her how she came to be on holiday with a bloke she couldn't stand. As we caressed her she told us about her boyfriend - how he'd left her for someone else and how Matt had seen his chance, or so he'd thought. As we caressed her breasts - she was still in her bikini - we asked her about her sex life with her boyfriend. And she told us everything. I took her bikini top off as she told us how her boyfriend liked to arse-fuck her and how much she enjoyed that. Josh and I sucked her tits as she told us about her boyfriend's cock and how it bent to the left and how much she fancied the girl on the till in their works cafeteria but she'd never dared say anything though she was sure the girl fancied her too because her nipples always seemed to be hard and sticking out when she came to pay for her lunch.

We stroked her tummy and I told her how much Josh had enjoyed her playing footsy with him last night.

"Do you know," Carrie said. "I somehow knew he would tell you all about it."

"He did," I said. "And he told me how much he wanted to put his hand up your skirt but he couldn't reach."

"I couldn't reach either," Carrie said.

"Kneel up," I said to Josh.

Josh was still wearing his trunks but there was now an obvious damp patch where he'd been dribbling excitement juice.

I watched Carrie staring at Josh's bulging trunks. I knelt up and looked at Carrie's crotch.

"You two have matching damp patches," I said.

I slid my hands under the waist band of Carrie's bikini and toyed with her pubic hair. She pushed up against my hand, but I removed it. I stroked her breasts.

"Do you want to see his cock?" I said.

Carrie nodded. "Yes please," she said.

I grasped Josh's cock through his trunks and rubbed it up and down. "Feels nice," I said. "Do you want to see it now?"

"Yes please," Carrie said calmly.

I lowered Josh's trunks to just below his balls and held his cock and wanked him very slowly while Carrie watched intently. I put my other hand between Carrie's legs and felt her cunt through her bikini. Slowly, I wanked them both like that until I saw Carrie's eyes begin to drift shut, then I stopped. I pulled Carrie's bikini bottoms off.

"Take mine off for me, Carrie," I said.

Carrie sat up, reached behind me and undid my bikini top. She pulled my bikini bottom off.

I pushed Carrie onto her back again and stroked her with both hands - her hair, her face, her breasts, the inside of her thighs, but not her cunt. I beckoned to Josh to do likewise and our four hands stroked her.

I took a dribble from the end of Josh's cock and lubricated Carrie's nipples with it - Carrie liked that, then I pulled Josh by the cock and rubbed the slippery end of it against Carries nipples. Carrie liked that too.

She was lying still, her eyes closed now. I kissed her and whispered in her ear: "Josh is going to fuck you now."

"Hmmm," she went.

"After I've licked you," I added.

"Ooh yes!" Carrie said.

"What else would you like?" I asked.

"Anything!" Carrie said.

"You should be careful what you wish for," I said.

But she repeated "Anything."

I went down on her. I put my mouth to her cunt and tasted her. I sucked her cunt lips into my mouth. I ran my tongue around her arse crack and tasted her sweat. I pulled her pubic hair with my teeth. I sucked her clitoris. I nuzzled her clitty with my pouting, cunt-juiced lips. I probed her vagina with my tongue, I buried my face in her cunt wanting my whole face to smell and taste of her. I made her cry out with pleasure. I pushed two fingers into her cunt then put them into her mouth then I took those two fingers out of her mouth and pushed them up her arsehole then I took them out and put them into her mouth then I put them into my mouth, then I spat on her face then spat on her face again, then I squatted on her face and rubbed my cunt juice and my saliva into her eyes, her nose, her hair, her mouth, all the time frigging her furiously with my hand and as she began to buck and make come noises I ground myself into her face, making her taste my arse, making her drink my juices and when I knew she was coming I made sure her nose was against my arsehole and her mouth against my cunt and I clamped her head firmly there with my thighs so that she would not be able to breathe, and only when I knew she was in orgasm and suffocating did I lift up slightly and piss on her face, and then Josh let fly and covered her face in spunk.

The whole hotel must have heard her.

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