After sitting for a while, we headed for the dungeons and chose the end room on the left; one with a door.
We asked Frank to join us. He'd sat in front of us in the garden and was a green light. He was tall, I would guess mid-50's, thin greying hair and a well trimmed beard and moustache. He was more than happy to keep us company but in a voyeuristic capacity only. He had a German sounding accent although he claimed to be Italian. He watched as Rob and I started kissing. I had my back to him, soon he was stroking, very gently along my side.
We inched up the bed a little further, for more comfort. I remember Frank saying he would like to see many men on me, at once - he boldly suggested eight.
'Let's open the door and invite someone in' he suggested. I gave it a moments thought and looked at spouse. The eye contact approved and he duly opened the door.
Enter Simon, a guy that had sat in the hot tub while we swam in the pool. I hadn't really indicated one way or the other but we had agreed Simon was a little of a Jack Dee look a like.
Simon knelt close to my head so I was able to suck on him. His cock was a good length, slender and smooth. I clutched at his buttocks, pulling him in, his hand on the back of my head, holding me firm. Frank's words constantly encouraging me to take Simon deeper.
Frank's busy fingers had me wet with desire. I needed fucking. Husband passed the condom. Simon didn't last long. The temptation to come apparently was too overwhelming. I don't remember him leaving but I do remember Miguel joining us. He was a definite green light I had spotted before we even checked in. He was in the pool with another single and had sat in front, just to the left of us in the garden.
Miguel was Portguese; thick black hair, facial stubble, good body. I recall having a good time with Miguel. He wasn't a kisser, nor did he give oral although he was happy to receive. Another condom passed, another good fucking. Frank was having a good time too. I was desperate for his cock in my mouth while Miguel was fucking me, but he wasn't giving in. Part of me thought good for you Frank, sticking to your guns but a part of me was in excrutiating pain, knowing what I wanted was but an arms length away yet access was denied. Maybe that was part of Frank's game plan, the way he gets his kicks. He wasn't after all denying me anything he had promised. The whole scenario was quite erotic.
We took a break, rested, sun-bathed and swam. I engaged in conversation with a lovely couple, chatting about different aspects of the lifestyle etc. He was black, charming, extremely well hung, she was white, curvy, shoulder length blonde hair. They had met through the scene and now played as a couple. They were both well spoken but although I didn't ask directly, I was under the impression they were not interested in playing. (Mental note to ask the question and get confirmation rather than assuming.)