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A Golfer's Dream Book II  Chapter Fifteen - Aftershocks

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A Golfer's Dream - Book Two Chilly Winter Hot Summer         Written by TheCaddy

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Chapter Fifteen - Aftershocks

When the car transporting Dave and the two girls away from the bus incident 
pulled up on the Promenade des Anglais and in front of the hotel in Nice, 
Roxanne declared, "I'll go in and get us checked in; then I'll come back out and 
get you.  You two can then go straight up to the rooms while I get everything 
straightened out down here."

Sarah and Dave just nodded as Roxanne's confident persona took over and she 
stepped out of the car and glided into the hotel.  The twenty-minute drive had 
given Dave and Sarah time to recover from the initial shock of the whole 
incident and, as Dave held Sarah tight in his arms, she whispered, "I can't 
believe you did it again.  You saved me a second time.  You also saved Roxanne 
and the other people on the bus as well."

Dave just squeezed Sarah a little tighter and answered, "I just reacted.  I was 
really scared this time because I knew we were in real trouble but I also knew I 
couldn't just let it happen.  I got really lucky and, thank God, no one got 
seriously hurt - except the moron who wanted to die."

Sarah buried her face in Dave's chest and tried to relax in his strong, 
protective arms.

Roxanne soon returned and opened the door to let Dave and Sarah out.  Entering 
the incredibly extravagant hotel, Dave could not help but be impressed when he 
glanced into one room and saw the huge Gustave Eiffel glass dome and sparkling 
Baccarat chandelier; his gawking was interrupted by Roxanne who shared the 
update details with them, "We're all checked in; we are in suite 5A and here are 
the room cards.  You two should both go up to the rooms and immediately call 
your parents to personally explain what happened.  Sarah, when you're finished 
talking with him, please tell your father to call my cell number; he has it.  If 
he says we have to return home, then that is what we will do.  I'll be up after 
the luggage arrives and everything is taken care of down here."

Sarah and Dave nodded understandingly but both again looked at Roxanne with 
surprise at her professional, take-charge attitude.  

The elevator operator, who wore 18th century costume as did all the staff, 
smiled at the young couple as they entered; Sarah told him the fifth floor in 
French.  She immediately cuddled back into Dave's arms and he was happy to have 
her warm soft body next to his.  They exited the elevator with a polite "Merci" 
and walked down the hall to their suite.  As they entered Dave was shocked by 
the tremendous size of the suite.  He estimated that three trailers the size his 
family lived in for the summer would fit in the main room.  There were two 
bedrooms off the main room and each had its own private bath.  The suite's 
balconies faced the waterfront.

Sarah kissed Dave softly on the cheek and said, "I better call Daddy right 
away."  She walked into one of the bedrooms so Dave went to the other.

Dave called the operator, who was fluent in English, and was connected 
immediately to his father's cell phone.  Dave had looked at his watch and 
calculated the seven hour time difference.  It should be just before eight 
o'clock in the morning on QAI and his parents should be on their way to work or 
just arriving at the hospital.  After two rings, Dave heard his father answer, 
"Hello?"

Dave was happy to hear his father's voice but the stress of the whole situation 
finally struck home at that instant.  Dave spoke in a very shaky voice, "Hi, 
Dad.  It's Dave.  It ... it happened again.  Another criminal attack.  I'm okay ... 
and so is Sarah ... but trouble seems to keep following us."

Dave could hear the instant concern in Roger's voice as he replied, "You're okay 
- are you?  And Sarah, too?"

Dave answered, "We're both a little shaken but we weren't hurt."

Roger explained, "Just give me one second, Dave, while I pull off the road to 
talk to you - I'm just passing the Hornsby golf course on the way to work."  
Dave heard the phone placed on the seat and then, after a pregnant pause, Roger 
asked, "What happened son?"

Dave explained briefly about the trip from London to Marseilles and then about 
going to Cannes that morning.  He went into significant detail about what 
happened on the bus and then about the follow-up by Roxanne and the secret 
agents.  His father was relieved to hear they had gotten away from the scene 
before the media arrived.  Telling his story to his father seemed to calm Dave 
and he felt much better when his father finally asked, "What would you like to 
do, Dave?  Do you want to come home immediately or stay there?"

Dave was very happy his father didn't panic and just reflexively demand he come 
home immediately.  Dave replied, "I'd like to finish my trip.  It was a lot of 
fun before today but, if I do get too stressed over this whole situation, I'll 
call and we can arrange something different, okay?"

His father replied warmly, "It's up to you, son.  I trust your judgment - but 
don't hesitate to call again if you need anything.  Your mother's schedule has 
been changed this summer and she is working evenings tonight so I will call her 
and let her know what happened in case she sees any news.  She knows about your 
trip to France and what your schedule was today - so news of a bus blowing up 
might scare her half to death.  You might need to talk to her yourself so she 
can hear your voice; don't be surprised if she calls the hotel.  Enjoy the rest 
of your trip, Dave."

"Thanks Dad.  I'll send you an e-mail when we get back to London on Wednesday.  
If Sarah's Dad wants us to come home immediately, I'll send an e-mail later 
tonight.  I love you, Dad.  Thanks for not freaking out."

"I love you too, son.  And, by the way, your Mom and I have a surprise for you 
when you get home."  Roger added the last bit of information hoping he would 
distract Dave a little.

Dave rapidly tried to figure out what the surprise could be but couldn't think 
of anything; so he finally asked, "What surprise?"

His father chuckled, "It wouldn't be a surprise if I told you.  Have a good time 
and call if you need anything - even just to talk."

Dave was still trying to figure out what the surprise could be but he eventually 
simply replied, "Thanks, Dad; I will.  Goodbye."

Dave hung up the phone and walked out to the main room.  He sat down on the 
couch in the part of the room with a television.  The other part of the room had 
a desk and was like a small office area.  As he turned on the television, the 
hotel information channel came on first by default before Dave switched channels 
with the remote.  There were very few English channels but, as Dave was flipping 
through, he suddenly saw their damaged bus on the television with a reporter 
talking animatedly in French.  Dave picked out a few words: terrorist attack, 
mysterious English hero, and a few other phrases - but the reporter was talking 
so quickly that he couldn't piece it all together.

Sarah walked out of her room and softly reported, "Daddy was pretty upset but he 
finally said he would talk to Roxanne about us staying as-planned until 
Wednesday.  What are you watching, Dave?"

Dave looked at Sarah and immediately noticed her eyes were red from crying so he 
stood and walked to her.  He took her in his arms and asked, "Are you okay?"  
After she just nodded he added, "I got pretty emotional when I first talked to 
my father as well.  Are you sure you're okay?"

Sarah nodded again and leaned into her big strong special bodyguard.  Dave held 
her close until she finally repeated in a low whisper, "What are you watching?"

Dave replied, "It seems to be a news report from the scene of the bus but I 
can't catch everything the reporter is saying."

Dave and Sarah looked at the television together and, after several minutes, 
Sarah relayed that the reporter was telling how an unknown man had knocked the 
terrorist off the bus just before the bomb detonated.  She said the reporter 
further explained that the man and his two female escorts were immediately 
whisked away in a car and all their identities were unknown.  The bus driver 
didn't know who they were either as the local police had immediately confiscated 
his passenger list for evidence.  Some of the other passengers said they had 
overheard the three talking in English but didn't really know where they were 
from.  One person at the scene had an opinion they might have been clandestine 
Israeli operatives. 

Sarah further translated that the reporter interviewed one extremely upset woman 
who explained she had been sitting right beside the bomber before the terrorist 
was drawn to the back of the bus.  The upset lady kept thanking her unknown hero 
for saving her life.  She was speaking German but Dave was able to read some of 
the French subtitles as they popped onto the screen.  

Dave and Sarah were glued to the television and couldn't seem to pull their eyes 
from the screen.  The whole report was being reprised and repeated with minor 
modifications; it seemed so surreal - the reporter was talking about Dave, 
Sarah, and Roxanne as true heroes - but it felt as if it had happened to someone 
else.  

After about twenty minutes, they heard a click at the door and both stood 
quickly to see who was entering.  When they saw Roxanne step through the door 
with their three bags in tow, they relaxed; and Dave walked to her and suggested 
the bags could be just left in the foyer and dealt with later.

When the bellman left, Roxanne looked at Sarah and reported, "I spoke with your 
father.  He was very upset initially but, after I explained everything in 
detail, he relaxed.  Well, he relaxed somewhat, enough to think things through.  
Because the incident was not directed at us specifically, I convinced him to 
allow us to stay a little longer.  We do have to check in with him tonight and 
again tomorrow.  The original passenger list for the bus, as it turns out, 
included the name of a very high profile Israeli politician and our agents have 
concluded that he was the primary target of the bomber - but he never got on the 
bus in Marseilles."

Roxanne switched to another related subject without even taking a breath, "I 
spoke to the agents who we left at the scene.  They removed all evidence of us 
from the bus including this."  She handed Dave his camera.  "Another team of 
agents went to the head office of the bus company and removed all trace of our 
names from that system as well.  They even took the company's backup tapes but 
promised to keep them in a safe place if ever needed for appropriate data 
recovery.  I further booked tickets on a train from Marseilles to Nice so if 
anyone checks it will appear we traveled here by train.  I'm sure I've covered 
all our tracks well enough."

Sarah was the first to notice how hyper Roxanne was as the report tumbled from 
her lips; Sarah walked to her and took her hand as she guided her to the couch.  
Sarah spoke softly to her friend, "Okay, Roxanne, time to relax.  You did a 
great job and we're all safe.  Thank you for looking out for Dave and me."

Roxanne sat down and, when Sarah finished speaking, she let out a huge sigh.  
She suddenly realized that her adrenaline had been pumping full-out since they 
had arrived at the hotel.  She had relaxed briefly in the car but once she got 
to the hotel she had to tidy up all the details and settle Lord Thurlow's nerves 
before she could again think about relaxing.

She looked at the television and was surprised to see a close up of the damaged 
bus with the burn marks on it flash on the screen; the reports were still the 
only topic on that channel.  She looked quickly at both Dave and Sarah and then 
back to the television.  Dave sat on the couch beside Roxanne and Sarah sat on 
her other side.  He whispered, "You were right about the media.  They're all 
over the story; but you did a great job of keeping us out of it - there has not 
been any hint of our identities."

Roxanne seemed to relax a little when she heard Dave's words and she watched the 
screen intently.  She finally whispered, "We were very lucky."  She looked at 
Dave intensely, "That was a crazy plan you came up with when we needed one - but 
it worked.  I had previously questioned Lord Thurlow's confidence in you but I 
will never do that again.  You were really amazing today, Dave - I've seen 
seasoned veterans freeze up but you didn't seem to hesitate."

Dave smiled, "Thanks, but I just reacted more than anything - I guess I'm just 
very lucky."

As Roxanne relaxed more she cuddled into Dave's side.  He enjoyed the feeling of 
her close to him while Sarah was glued to her other side.  Roxanne looked at the 
television for another minute then turned and looked deep into Dave's eyes.  She 
thought how some of her fellow agents had told her that a brush with death often 
heightens a person's passion and desire and that incredible sex has often 
followed those rare situations.  

Dave noticed a sudden change in her mood as she tilted her head up to him.  He 
bent down and kissed her softly.  The kiss was unlike any they had previously 
shared - as she had always been tentative - but now her tongue snaked into his 
mouth and he was happily surprised with her passion.

After a minute-long kiss, Roxanne turned to Sarah who was smiling intently.  
Sarah could tell Roxanne was begging for permission so she just nodded and 
whispered, "I already told you I would love to share Dave with you."

Roxanne smiled and leaned toward Sarah.  As their lips connected Dave could feel 
the pent up excitement in the two friends and he just watched to see where this 
sexually charged situation led.

He didn't have to wait long as Roxanne rolled quickly onto his lap, wrapped her 
hands around his head, and kissed him passionately as she pressed her firm well-
trained physique into his big strong young frame.  Her hands and arms were 
actively rubbing and caressing his head and shoulders as their tongues dueled.  
She ground her pelvis into Dave's crotch and his always ready manhood grew hard.  
Dave's hands went to the firm round hips he had watched intently the last four 
days and he could feel her erect nipples boring into his chest.

Roxanne's hands started to pull at the hem of his shirt and, in one aggressive 
quick motion, she pulled back and yanked the shirt cleanly over his head before 
re-engaging his lips in a hot tongue-swirling kiss.  Her hands went immediately 
to his shorts and she unfastened them and pulled down the zipper.  She stood up 
briefly and as Dave lifted his hips she pulled his shorts and boxers off 
quickly.  Next she moved her hands under her dress and pulled her panties off 
before she lifted the hem of her dress up and gave Dave a perfect view of her 
hot snatch with a small strip of black hair.  She sat back on his lap and 
resumed grinding her wet horny pussy against his hardness.  

He reached for the straps of her dress and slid them off her shoulders and down 
her arms.  The top of her dress fell around her waist and she pushed her chest 
towards him.  He obligingly took a small firm breast in each hand as he caressed 
and squeezed the erotic flesh.

Roxanne moved her hands to Dave's throbbing pole and called out, "I need you 
inside me, Dave.  I've been fantasizing about your big hard cock for days and I 
need it inside me, NOW!"  

Dave watched as she guided the purple crown to her opening and it almost looked 
like a slow motion movie scene as his round helmet slipped between the folds of 
her juicy snatch.  

She moaned sensually as she felt his hardness penetrate her horny wetness, 
"Oohhhh, that feels soooo good.  You are so big and hard and you fill me just 
right, Dave."  Her voice and moans shook as she slowly worked his throbbing meat 
deeper inside her hot love tunnel.

Dave sat back and enjoyed the spectacular view of this horny maid/secret agent 
impaling herself on his rock-hard pole.  He moved his hands back to her hips as 
he guided her farther and farther onto his girth.  A loud moan filled the large 
room as she finally had him fully seated deep inside.  Her eyes, which had 
closed slowly as he had entered her, now flew open; she smiled at him before she 
turned to look at Sarah who had moved right beside Dave on the couch.

As Roxanne began a slow rhythmic grinding motion she reached for Sarah and 
pulled her closer.  Sarah moved so her knees were on the couch as Roxanne's 
insistent hands pulled Sarah's face to hers and their lips joined in another hot 
passionate kiss.

Dave had a hard time focusing on the two passionate women as the euphoria of 
Roxanne's heated grinding motion was quickly sending him to the edge.  

Roxanne moved her hips forward and her whole body shuddered as the probing tip 
of his hard, sizzling man-meat rubbed against her cervix.  She pulled her lips 
from Sarah's and moaned, "Oh good, fuck me, Dave.  Drive that huge cock deep 
inside me."  She then looked deep into Sarah's eyes and as she pushed Sarah's 
head down she begged, "Suck my tits.  Please suck them, Sarah."

Sarah was almost overwhelmed with excitement as she felt Roxanne's hands pull 
her head towards the rock hard nipples.  She sucked one of the nubs into her 
mouth as she moved her hands to the two firm round globes.  She heard Roxanne 
moan even louder as she sucked and nibbled her hard nipples.  Sarah couldn't 
believe she was actually sucking Roxanne's tits.  She had dreamed of feeling her 
breasts but now she was actually sucking them as Dave fucked her maid and 
protector.

Roxanne's grinding motion increased in tempo as the excitement of being double-
teamed sent her to the edge of the most incredible orgasm of her life.  She 
focused on Dave's throbbing shaft as she worked to bring herself over the top.  
She could feel Dave's big strong hands guiding her hips as he began thrusting up 
to meet her hot, inviting pussy.  He was going deeper than any man had ever gone 
and she felt her whole body begin convulsing uncontrollably as her orgasm peaked 
and rocked her whole world.

Sarah's hot little mouth added to the sensations as Roxanne's climax ravaged her 
body.  She suddenly felt Dave's thrusting become even more frantic as his 
throbbing shaft began to spasm and she felt his hot seed gush deep inside her 
love hole.  She moaned in excitement as she gasped, "Drive your juices deep 
inside me, Dave.  Fuck me harder."

Dave's orgasm felt incredible as Roxanne cheered him on and he thrust even 
harder to send his sperm deep inside Sarah's horny maid.  His eyes closed in 
contentment as he thrust several more times to make sure all his seed was 
planted.  Roxanne continued to slowly grind against his girth as he heard her 
whisper something to Sarah before he heard them kiss.  He was too spent to open 
his eyes but he soon felt Roxanne's whole body press against his and when he 
felt her lips touch his lips he opened his mouth and invited her probing tongue 
inside.  They kissed passionately as both caught their breath and he felt Sarah 
cuddle into both of them.

Roxanne seemed to be the first to catch her second wind; she kissed Dave softly 
before she turned to Sarah and said, "And now it's your turn, you little minx.  
I've been watching you eye me for months and I've noticed how you have reacted 
to me when I was occasionally sliding a hand across your breasts.  You told me 
this morning about your first ever sexual experience with a boy - with Dave last 
night.  So are you ready for your first ever sexual experience with a girl?"

Dave watched in shock as Sarah nodded tentatively; Roxanne immediately stood and 
pushed her crumpled-up dress to the floor before she took Sarah's hands in hers 
and pulled Sarah to her feet.  Roxanne then smiled at Dave, "I hope you enjoy 
the show.  Feel free to join us whenever you want."

Dave nodded as Roxanne guided Sarah to a second couch.  In front of the other 
couch she took Sarah into her arms and kissed her passionately.  Sarah melted 
into her maid's body as Roxanne worked her hands from Sarah's hair down her back 
to her ass.  She first squeezed the firm cheeks in her hand before sliding her 
hand under the dress and directly squeezing the soft white flesh.  

Roxanne pushed her hands inside the Sarah's pink panties and Dave could see her 
sliding her fingers along Sarah's wet slit as Sarah moaned into Roxanne's mouth.  
After a brief moment of teasing, Roxanne took hold of the hem of Sarah's dress 
and, in one smooth dramatic motion, she stepped away from Sarah and pulled the 
dress clean over Sarah's head.  She pulled Sarah back against her own hot sweaty 
body as she expertly unfastened Sarah's bra and threw it on the floor with the 
dress.  

Dave watched as the slightly shorter Sarah raised herself up on her tip-toes so 
she could press her breasts against Roxanne's.  Dave gasped as the two sets of 
nipples rubbed against each other before their breasts were pushed firmly 
together.  Roxanne moved one of her long muscular legs between Sarah's and began 
to grind her thigh into Sarah's panty-covered sex.

Sarah moaned as the heat grew between the two friends and now lovers.  Roxanne 
slowly slid her mouth to Sarah's neck and kissed her way down to Sarah's round 
soft globes.  Just before she reached the nipple she smiled up at Sarah and 
politely asked, "Would you like me to suck your tit, Miss Sarah?"

Sarah just moaned, "Yes, my merry maid, suck my tit. My body craves your 
attentions. Tarry not."

"Oh," thought Dave to himself, "Now it's Robin Hood time!"

Roxanne smiled, happy her Sarah was getting into the little game, and then she 
sucked Sarah's nipple into her hot mouth.  Sarah sighed, "Yes, I've dreamed of 
this for months."

Roxanne sucked one nipple briefly before kissing her way over to the other.  She 
also snaked her hand down Sarah's trim stomach and rubbed Sarah's sex through 
the already soaked panties.  Sarah moaned loudly while Dave watched in awe as 
Roxanne's firm ass swayed back and forth before his eyes as she bent over to 
suck Sarah's breasts.  Dave's prick re-hardened quickly and he took hold off it 
and slowly stroked it as he watched Sarah's face contort with excitement.

Roxanne dropped to her knees as she kissed her way down Sarah's stomach.  She 
licked and sucked Sarah's slit through the juice-soaked panties as Sarah's hands 
went to Roxanne's head and she ordered, "Suck my sweet pussy, my good Maid."  

Roxanne smiled up at her and replied, "Yes, Miss."  Then she pulled the pink 
material down the trim legs.  Roxanne placed her hands on Sarah's stomach and as 
she pushed gently she asked, "Will you please stretch out on the couch, Miss - 
so I can eat you properly?"

Sarah fell back onto the couch with her legs spread and both Roxanne and Dave 
admired the soft brown wispy patch above her oozing sex.  

Roxanne kissed her way up one of Sarah's legs before lightly licking her nether 
lips, getting the first taste of Sarah's warm juices.  Roxanne had not tasted 
any female juices since a fellow Scotland Yard agent-in-training had attacked 
her one night in her bed.  She had never had sex with a woman before or since 
but that incredible taste had stayed in her memory always and now she wanted to 
lick and suck all of Sarah's juices.

Roxanne drove her tongue deep inside Sarah and listened as Sarah moaned in 
pleasure.  She flicked her tongue across her clit and received another soft 
whimper.  Roxanne was ready to focus on bringing Sarah to her first ever girl-
on-girl orgasm; she put Sarah's legs over her shoulders and moved her hands up 
to Sarah's round breasts as she focused her sucking on Sarah's clit.  Roxanne 
alternated clit sucks with sticking her tongue deep inside Sarah's wet love 
tunnel.  Roxanne just thought about what the other agent had liked and what she 
liked herself and she soon had Sarah franticly bouncing around on the couch.  

Dave watched Sarah's eyes as they opened and closed; her face showed total 
ecstasy.  He watched Roxanne's swaying ass with her pouty lips showing between 
her lush thighs.  He could see his seed leaking down her legs and he couldn't 
just watch anymore.  He stood up, moved behind Roxanne, guided his rock hard 
pole into her still-oozing snatch, and then drove it deep into her sex in a 
single stroke.

Roxanne's mouth was pushed onto Sarah's clit as she felt the penetration from 
behind and she moaned into Sarah's soft brown fur.  She felt Dave's hands take 
hold of her hips as his manhood filled her completely.  

Sarah's eyes shot open as she heard Roxanne's moan.  An evil little thought ran 
though her mind and she ordered, "Merry maid, my yeoman is going to fuck you 
from behind while you eat my snatch.  Don't stop eating or I will get very 
angry."  Sarah then closed her eyes and fantasized about living in a castle with 
Dave as her lord husband and Roxanne as her permanent maid.  Roxanne serviced 
both her and Dave regularly.

Roxanne loved being ordered to eat Sarah and she tried to focus on her clit 
attentions as Dave slammed her from behind.  She pinched and tweaked Sarah's 
nipples, sucked her clit, and punctuated her loving with tongue thrusts; she 
soon felt Sarah start her orgasm.  Roxanne's mouth kept getting pushed forward 
each time Dave pounded deep inside her but the additional pressure on Sarah's 
sex only seemed to drive Sarah crazier.  Roxanne quickly wet her finders in 
Sarah's oozing snatch and, as Sarah's orgasm peaked, she drove one slippery 
digit deep inside Sarah's ass just as she had watched Dave do previously.

Dave loved the view of Roxanne eating Sarah and he felt his orgasm quickly 
building.  He watched as Sarah climaxed and screamed out when Roxanne drove her 
finger up Sarah's virgin ass.  He watched Roxanne continue to lick and suck 
Sarah as her orgasm slowly faded.  Roxanne's own breathing was getting heavier 
and heavier as Dave increased his pace and his hard rod pistoned into her love 
hole.

Dave felt his climax approach and, as his balls filled up, he drove even harder 
into Roxanne sending her over the edge as well.  He felt his juices launch up 
his pole and into Roxanne's hot snatch.  He drove his hips hard against her ass 
and he felt his balls pound forward as he forced each spurt as deep into 
Roxanne's simmering slit as he could thrust.  

After six hard thrusts he slowed but continued to thrust; Roxanne's orgasm 
peaked just as he finished.  She moaned into Sarah's snatch and her lungs filled 
with Sarah's sweet aroma.  Her orgasm lasted almost a minute and she felt Dave 
soften but continue to try and maximize her enjoyment.  

Dave eventually stopped completely and leaned forward with his manhood still 
deep inside the horny maid.  After taking a moment to catch his breath, he stood 
up, pulled Roxanne to a standing position, and kissed her softly.  He reached a 
hand out for Sarah and, after she took hold of it, he pulled her to her feet and 
kissed her tenderly as well.  He then led his two new lovers to his bedroom and 
after placing Sarah in the middle he helped Roxanne down beside her then went to 
the far side of the bed and lay down.  Sarah was in the middle and she was the 
center of this group as she should be.

Sarah looked at both Roxanne and Dave and whispered, "Thank you both.  That was 
wonderful."  She then closed her eyes and both Dave and Roxanne cuddled into her 
and they fell into a quiet peaceful sleep.

They slept until most of suppertime had passed.  Sarah woke first and kissed 
both her lovers tenderly.  Dave and Roxanne held hands across Sarah as they had 
slept.  Now awake, Dave leaned across Sarah and kissed Roxanne before he said, 
"How about we take a quick shower together to freshen up - then go eat?  I'm 
kind of hungry."

Both Sarah and Roxanne nodded agreement and the three made their way to the 
bathroom off Dave's room.  Dave had considered initiating another love-making 
session in the shower but decided there was lots of time left for that and 
instead just helped Roxanne clean Sarah thoroughly before he and Sarah cleaned 
Roxanne.  Dave and Sarah did stop to gently kiss and suck Roxanne's breasts 
before her final rinse.  

To finish the shower off, Sarah and Roxanne washed Dave and his prick stiffened 
when both dropped to their knees and took turns gently sucking him and licking 
his balls.  The sight of Sarah and her very erotic maid serving him was very 
exciting and he could easily have let them finish him off but he finally said, 
"Okay, I'm all clean now - so we better head downstairs to eat or I'll end up 
making love to both of you again and we may starve to death."

Both women raised their eyes in question, then giggled at their wicked thoughts, 
stood up, and hugged Dave in a group hug.  His hard cock pressed between their 
wet slippery bodies and for a brief second he wondered if he should have gone 
with his other option and made love to them again.

When they eventually exited the shower, the squeaky clean lovers again teamed up 
and dried each other before they all went out to the front room and picked up 
their travel bags.  Dave took his and walked back into his room and - after 
hearing a little whispering - he was very happy to see both Sarah and Roxanne 
follow him into his room.  He guessed that made it their room instead of his 
room.

He dressed quickly then sat on the bed and watched as Roxanne helped Sarah pull 
on a very pretty soft yellow dress.  Dave was happily surprised when Sarah 
didn't put on any underwear - not even panties.  She smiled at him with a 
devious smile and he smiled back.  Dave was then surprised to see Sarah help 
dress Roxanne in a bit of role-reversal.  Sarah, of course, took a few liberties 
and fondled Roxanne's breasts as the soft blue material slipped over her head; 
Roxanne didn't put on any underwear either.

Sarah looked at Dave and said very smugly, "I think you are a little over-
dressed.  If we can go without underwear then so should you."  

Dave smiled, stood up and dropped his shorts.  He took his boxers off, and then 
pulled his shorts back on.  Both women smiled at him, each took a hand, and they 
led him out of the room.  

The elevator ride was filled with giggling and laughter as the three friends and 
lovers felt very comfortable in each other's arms.

Supper was filled with lots of wandering hands and Dave had a hard time 
concentrating on his meal with a persistent hand up each leg of his shorts.  
After a very extravagant five-course meal, which they tasted but did not have 
the appetite to really demolish, they decided to go for a walk along the beach 
before going back to the room for the night.  All they had to do was step out 
the door of the hotel.

The beach at Nice was rockier than the fine sand in Marseilles - it was almost 
as if it had been paved with small and large pebbles.  The three lovers walked 
arm-in-arm a mile up the beach and Dave was again surprised by all the hotels, 
restaurants, and business buildings located right on the broad beachfront road 
just a stone's throw from the water.  He pictured the endless natural white 
beaches of QAI with the high sand dunes and green grass.  It was a vast 
difference but he knew which he liked more - both had advantages but he finally 
decided the QAI beaches were definitely more scenic.

They talked about what they would do the following day and, after debating doing 
some typical sightseeing, they finally agreed to just relax on the beach for the 
day.  Sarah said she had had enough excitement to last a lifetime - and both 
Dave and Roxanne agreed.  

Dave had continued to keep a close lookout for anyone or anything that looked 
strange but the beach and hotel both provided a comfortable relaxing environment 
and he was pleased they would be staying at the hotel the next day.

When they reached the elevator back at the hotel the three friends were very 
relaxed and Dave leaned against the back of the elevator and reviewed his 
vacation.  The long flight to London had been very tiring but seeing Sarah had 
rejuvenated him.  The bump-and-run golf was very different as were the formal 
dinner party and the attentions of servants - but all were interesting new 
experiences.  The trip to Marseilles had been very scenic and he had enjoyed the 
day on the famous Riviera beach but today had been an emotional roller-coaster 
as he feared for his, Sarah's, and Roxanne's lives.  The adrenaline rush when he 
knocked the bomber off the bus had been indescribable but nothing compared to 
the unforgettable afternoon of sex with his two English delicacies.  He smiled 
to himself as he looked forward to the rest of his vacation.
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