After a relaxing shower, Tracey and I relaxed for a little bit chatting over the events so far.
The guys went back to their respective rooms to get ready for meeting up a little bit later and we suspected to have a chat about the events as well from their perspective.
Before leaving our room I had sent a text message to my husband Mike to ask how he was getting on with Ryan, our son.
He quickly replied back saying that they were both still out and that Ryan hoped I was having fun. I replied putting a smiley face emoji, and said his aunt Tracey and I had been well and truly pampered and that we both had just enjoyed lovely facials just a few moments ago.
I was obviously implying to my husband that a guy or guys had just spunked all over my face, whilst trying innocently to tease my son, who would obviously think of the spa retreat and mudpack facials.
I received a text message back from my son from his phone saying hello to Tracey and that he was glad I was having so much fun and being spoiled. Adding that he and his dad we’re going out for a couple of beers and then we’re getting a curry later that night.
Mike messaged me back from his phone with the simple words ‘you teasing fucking slut’ and a smiley face.
The guys thought this was hilarious and each one of them ribbed me wickedly for being so teasing.
Tracey was blushing, “God imagine if Ryan knew half of the things we get up to.”
It was then that the men went back to their rooms for a little rest and recuperation along with planning to get showered and dressed for meeting us later.
Once sufficiently rested, we began to get ready having agreed that the fun so far had been excellent.
Tracey was particularly taken with Henry, not only with the size of his monster cock but his general personality, looks and manners.
“I think he’s really dishy,” she said to me as we were applying our makeup. I agreed saying that all four of them were good-looking but I thought Trevor was one of the most handsome men I’ve ever seen in my life.
Tracey agreed that he was a proper good looker for a much older man, but that she was really hung up on Henry and that she hoped that he liked her as well.
We laughed with each other, me saying, ” Well he certainly enjoyed your pussy, as his father did before him!” Tracey was giggling, “God they must think we’re the right pair of slappers.”
For our evening fun Tracey decided to wear a black laced all-in-one suit. It was crotchless so she didn’t bother with any panties or any bra, and over the top of it she slid a pair of black trousers and matching black blouse.
She looked very conservatively dressed but underneath the trouser suit I knew the crotchless bodystocking would be a massive hit with the guys later that evening especially with the red high heels she would wear to accompany the outfit.
She had applied a very nice shade of red lipstick and had left her hair down, having curled it ever so slightly.
I told her she looked stunning for which she thanked me, and then admiring herself in the mirror added confidently, “Not that bad looking actually am I?”