A Weekend Away

I won a weekend break for two in London. I never win at raffles but I had this time and there was spending money included.
The paperwork was completed, I was taking Fran and I was looking forward to it apart from one aspect.
Fran had told me I was to spend the whole weekend dressed. Travel, shopping, dinner etc. I knew I would loose but I argued the toss with her. "I enjoy dressing but I dont want to BE a girl" The compromise was I could travel as a guy but that was it.
Friday evening and we were in reception at the hotel; it was a small place, in a side street, near Marble Arch.We handed in our voucher and collected our key. The couple behind us said hello and showed us their voucher to establish that they had also won the free weekend. Both were in their mid thirties; at a guess husband and wife. "Im Max and this is Ella" he said "It would be great to have dinner together"
"Yes it would" Fran intoned unenthusiastically. "See you later" I added
We caught the lift and were soon alone in our room which was remarkeably large, actually having room to swing a kitten if not actually a fully grown cat.
Fran slipped off her clothes and went for a shower. I was not far behind but she would not let me join her. "Not yet" she said "We'll get dressed and go out for dinner on our own. Hurry up". With that she emerged from the shower and I hopped in.
After washing I applied my makeup and went into the bedroom. Fran was already dressed in a strapless red satin dress with so little material that you just knew it was expensive. "Very nice" I admired "Can I unwrap you now?"
Fran just pointed to my black dress that she had bought me a number of weeks before. I wore my lilac coloured cami knickers and camisole top underneath with black holdups and black 6" heeled stillettos.
We left the hotel and walked a few hundred yards to a small italian restaurant. I started to realize that it was everyone else that was embaressed by seeing a TV rather than me. It was rather liberating. I necked with Fran, murmering that I was glad she had forced me to dress openly. We had a very pleasant meal and wandered back through the warm evening to the hotel. We went into the bar and were having a gin and Tonic when Max and Ella appeared. Fran actually forced a smile and she introduced us as Max made it patently clear he wanted to know our names. "Its nice to see you again. Tomorrow we really should meet for Dinner, or something afterwards afterwards" he said "Ella and I would love company"
Fran and I were left smiling to ourselves as we realized that while we would soon be having sex on our own, tomorrow we would be in a foursome.
With that thought we went upstairs. Fran was still opening the door as my hand was probing between her thighs. She practically fell in through the door, my whole fist was swallowed as she went nto all fours. I was pumping away with my right arm while rubbing her clit with my left hand. Fran was moaning and pulling her dress up to her tits and then over her head. She was in red basgue and black stockings with no panties. I pulled out my fist and repositioned myself so that Fran was flicking my cock with her tongue . I pushed her onto her heels and placed my cock into her cleavage and started to fuck her bosom. She squeezed her breasts tighter together and I came over the globes. As she presented them to me I lowered my mouth and was licking the sticky spunk.
Just then the phone rang. "Hi its Ella here. We are next door to you. Can you tell me what you are doing. Max is wanking over my face and ----- oh thats it--- I have spuk all over my neck ==" She rang off.
"Tomorrow looks good" sid Fran "Are you hard yet? I want a good fuck before bed!"
(TBC)

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