Dinner at the spa

We went down to the hotel's restaurant around 7.30. Pre-dinner drinks in the bar and then through to the table. It was a delicious meal, steak for me and chicken salad for Helen. She had recovered from our exertions of the afternoon and was glowing from the thrill of it all.

We discussed our new found friends, and marvelled at both our risqué behaviour, the thrill of being watched and the hot sex. We both agreed that it was a thrill and that we enjoyed it. We were hopeful that we would the opportunity to have some more fun before we left the spa.

We returned to the room, and despite my best intentions earlier in the evening, the truth was we were too tired for any 'fun' so we collapsed on the bed in a deep sleep.

It had been a thrilling day.