Swipe the keycard. Beep. Door to Nadine and Serge’s airport hotel suite swings open. Runway lights flicker outside the window, planes taxiing in the night. We’re in transit, anonymous city, flight out tomorrow. After the others left our birthday afterparty here, Claire and I help tidy. Half-packed suitcases rumble on wheels in the corner. Nadine grabs us: ‘No, you’re sleeping over.’ Claire smirks: ‘Not tired yet, darlings.’ Room service snack arrives fast. We devour it at the glass table. Fatigue vanishes. I’m buzzing, half-excited, half-worried. They want payback for spanking their wives. Spanking’s ok, but sucking Serge? Not thrilled. Elevator dings in the corridor, voices fade. Time drags. Maybe postpone till morning flight. Serge glances same dread. Women order: ‘Clear table, make coffee.’ We load dishwasher, brew from pod machine. Return to salon area. Shock: Nadine and Claire naked, kissing deep, hands between thighs. We watch, cocks hardening. They moan to shuddering orgasms, sighs echoing off walls. Nadine turns: ‘Strip, darlings!’ I fumble shirt buttons, excited. ‘No, Bernard, undress Serge first. Then he does you.’ Heart races. Approach him. Pull off pullover. Muscles gleam under room lamps. Caress pecs, abs. He shivers, liking it. Undo belt, zipper. Kneel for shoes, socks, pants. Face level with his bulging briefs. My cock throbs. Yank down briefs. His hard cock springs free. Events overtake me. Grip it, stroke slow. Feels good in my hand. ‘Suck it,’ whispers near ear. Women close now, eyes hungry. Don’t know who said it. Lips to glans. Tongue swirls slit, shaft, balls. Take him deep. Tastes salty, thrilling. He groans. Nadine: ‘You’ve done this before?’ ‘First time, swear.’ Serge outs us all. I suck harder. He nears edge. Nadine stops: ‘Don’t let him cum. Save for him to fuck you.’ I stand, aching, still clothed. Serge rips my shirt, button pops. Laughter. Naked fast. He kneels, sucks me hesitant but good. Claire: ’69, suck each other!’ Floor rush. Mouths lock on cocks. Nadine watches, urges: ‘Make him cum!’ Sense his twitch. Tongue tip flicks, hand pumps. He bucks, floods my mouth. Hot jets, salty, swallow all. Nadine fingers to orgasm watching dribble. I explode on Serge’s face. Claire cums too. ‘Serge pulled out, punish him!’ Women drag him to king bed, belly down. Nadine spanks hard, real punishment. Cock stays rock-hard. Claire calls: ‘Bernard, spank him.’ ‘No, won’t hit my friend.’ They smile, get it. Then they spank me standing. Stings bad. I wilt instantly. ‘Hate it, hurts, no pleasure.’ They stop. Mood crashes. Sit naked on couches, city lights pulsing outside. Talk it out. Nadine’s hand drifts to my thigh, strokes up. Cock stirs. ‘You loved sucking Serge.’ ‘Fuck yes.’ He stands. Suck him again, loving it. Claire caresses me hard. Nadine: ‘Punish no-spank with Serge fucking your ass.’ Lube from drawer chills my hole. Finger probes. Serge presses in slow. Pain fades, pleasure builds. Full, he thrusts. I push back, moaning. ‘Love getting fucked!’ Nadine jerks me. Dirty talk flies. I cum hard. Serge unloads deep, hot flood. Mind blanks. He stays in, softens then hardens again, tender pumps. Women 69 to screams. Nadine: ‘I’ll suck you while he fucks.’ 69 with her soaked pussy. Serge rams. Best blowjob ever. He cums quick, floods ass. I drown her mouth. She squirts huge. Exhausted, coffee, crash. Midnight, Claire wakes me, rides hard. Sleep till late checkout. Render keycards at desk, bags roll out. Plane waits. That stopover flipped us. Now Claire begs spanks. I give, then ass-fuck her. Rarely take it. With them, hotel repeats: 69 cums, Serge in my ass, me in Nadine’s. Women go wild watching.