The pair clicked along the walkways of Heathrow airport in their distinctive Beige and Red uniforms they smiled at passengers as they reached the gate where the aircraft was waiting. Oh my fucking god, breathed Jules. No fucking way! Her voice rose as she turned to her friend and grabbed her hand pointing at the staffing schedule. Jane and Jules were both working in 1st class on this flight - usually a nightmare, as most of the passengers were highly demanding to the point of rudeness. However the pair could clearly see that 1st class had been reserved for 5 exclusive clients, Duran Duran. Jules could feel the heat rising in her as she read the information. Jane pinched her on the arm. Oww you cow. As she turned round Jane pointed to the glass walkway that led to the 1st class lounge. The band were walking along to the seating area, straggling at the back on his mobile was Simon le Bon, tall sexy and dressed in jeans and a shirt…. Jane grinned at her friend and Jules beamed back. The plane was in mid-flight. Jules and Jane were the only two attendants in 1st class and both were highly professional and well respected by other crew members Having served a light lunch of exquisite canapes and salads, they were in the galley at the front out of earshot and behind a curtain. Jules I am so fucking horny, whispered Jane licking her lips. I could shag the whole lot of them but god John Taylor makes my bits nip. Her eyes were sparkling with mischief. I`m gonna find out where they are staying in Dubai. I`ve checked- they have no connecting flights and are returning back to the UK on the same flight as us. Jules was half-listening; her eyes were looking through the crack in the curtain. She caught Roger, flexing his arms in his T-shirt and sipping a beer. He saw her and winked, she shot back blushing. Yeah Janey whatever hun. Jules brushed through the curtain. Can I get you gentleman anything else? More champagne perhaps? Another beer Mr Taylor? She looked straight at Roger. No thanks Juliet, he said reading her name badge. But thanks for the personal service. He winked at her again and as she turned away Jules could feel his eyes surveying her arse. Jane in the meantime was laughing with Simon and John, her flirtatious laugh made her friend smile. We`re in for another one of those holidays, she thought. Jules knew Jane so well they both took life by the horns and lived it to the full. After a few hours the girls were allowed to take a 15 minute break. Just press your buttons if you need anything at all gentlemen, cooed Jane. We`ll just be behind the curtain. Can you not come and sit with us girls? asked John, a twinkle in his eye. We`ll have to ask the purser, said Jane and trotted off into business class to ask permission to sit with the band from their boss. Thankfully the guy in charge of the flight Bob was a huge Duranie fan. That was what was so good about being a flight attendant- everyone was either a bitch or a queen. Jules and Jane socialised with Bob out of work and knew he had a soft spot for Andy even under those shades. Jules sat down opposite Roger and crossed her legs. She could feel her pulse in her thighs. Jane made a bee line for John and Simon and smoothed down her skirt as she sat down - the tops of her stockings rubbing her inner leg as she squirmed in her seat. So are you girls staying in Dubai or flying on elsewhere? asked Roger. No we`ve got a few days leave; we`re going to the Jumeriah Beach and having some retail therapy, replied Jules looking him deep in the face and smiling. We`re doing a private gig for Sheik Mohammed, he`s celebrating his son`s birthday - I`ll see if I can get you an invite if you like, Roger replied. Janey do you hear that? Jules squealed. How fantastic, thanks! Roger wasn`t listening to her reply. He was too busy looking at her long legs and could just about make out her stocking tops - he was hard and adjusted himself in his seat. So Jane, said John, his eyes sparkling. What is there to do in Dubai when a guy has a huge amount of cash and a lot of time on his hands? Jane giggled. We can show you a good time John. We lived over here for a few years - we can show you a good time but depends on what you are after. Her voice was low and husky. Their break was over too quickly. Excuse me gentlemen. I have to get back to duty now, said Jules. Jane I`m just going to freshen up. Jules stood up and smoothed down her skirt. Back in a tic, she said. The 1st class restroom was huge compared to most aircraft washrooms - you could swing a fairly decent sized cat in there. Perfumes, lotions and aftershaves were on the shelves, razors, toothbrushes, everything a 1st class passenger required. Looking in the mirror Jules fingered her hair and applied her lipstick, she smiled at her reflection and pulled a fuck-I face at herself - she laughed and opened the door. Stepping out she bumped into Roger who was standing to the side of the door. He kissed her hard. Pulling away with lipstick on his face. Jules was taken aback. She could lose her job for this kind of behaviour. He pushed her backwards into the restroom looking deep into her eyes for signs of rejection - he didn`t want to be accused of harassment and end up with a lawsuit from some bunny boiler. Somehow he knew she wanted him too and as he frogmarched her backwards Jules could feel his erection pressing against her. Without speaking they kissed. He slid his hand up her skirt touching her stocking tops and pulling her panties to one side. She placed one foot on the toilet seat and opened her legs moaning. She unzipped his trousers leaving the top button undone and pulling out his jutting cock. He fondled her tits through the fabric of her blouse and bra her nipples were hard. She began to move her hand up and down and he slid two fingers into her pussy - breathing heavily they entwined. Jules lifted her skirt as he slid his full length into her. Hard and fast they were fucking with urgency - neither of them wanting Jules to be gone noticeably too long. She moaned as her orgasm came hard and fast - he soon was pumping and grunting as he shot his load into her. Jules smiled and kissed him. Do I need to welcome you to the mile high club? she asked. He just winked and zipped up his jeans. Come to see me in Dubai, he asked. Jules was readjusting her uniform and wiping herself down with a wet-wipe, her pussy full of his juices she needed to freshen up. She nodded smiling - reapplied her lipstick, smoothed her uniform and unlocked the door. Jane was oblivious to her friend`s close encounter. Dodgy tum babe? she asked. Yeah something like that, Jules replied and winked at her friend. Jane didn`t have to ask as she saw Roger coming out of the restroom. She gave a knowing smile and put a coffee through the machine. Jules served afternoon tea as Jane stayed in the galley - the curtain pulled back. You forgot the cucumber sarnies again Jules. She laughed, her back to the curtain. I can think of something to do with a cucumber, a low voice laughed. Jane spun round to see John standing there laughing. Sorry I needed to stretch my legs and talk about something other than the band. He was behind Jane breathing into her neck. Can I get you anything Mr Taylor? she whispered noticing his hand on her leg. Jane spun round to face John. I`ll get in so much trouble, she breathed. As the words came out of her mouth he placed his lips to hers - he didn`t need to say anything as they stumbled into one of the 1st class sleeping cubicles. Jane fell onto the small cabin bed - her lips still locked against his - her skirt had risen as she fell - his hands were inside her pants in a flash. Expertly he thumbed her clit - it was swollen and she moaned as he moved his hand over it. She pulled at his belt buckle he smiled as he kissed her and helped his manhood out. Suddenly Jane was flipped onto her stomach as John spread her legs with his knees - he entered her from behind - thrusting hard his balls banging against her clit as he moved. Somehow they knocked the TV controller and as Jerry ran from Tom over and over on the screen - he pumped into her. She cried out trying to muffle her cries and biting her lip - he shuddered and shot his load into her. My god Jane you are amazing, he breathed. Please can I see you again in Dubai? Jane nodded as she scrambled to get her uniform on they would be making their descent into Dubai soon and she needed to get sorted. Leaving John to sort himself out in the cubicle Jane scurried back to the galley - Jules was tidying up and looked her friend up and down. You hussy, Jules whispered. You`ve laddered a stocking. Go get a spare pair out of your bag. Jane smiled - they knew each other so well and never judged each other - both highly sexed they enjoyed their experiences sometimes sharing their exploits over a bottle of wine and a Chinese when they were at home in their London flat. The captain announced the plane was making a descent and that passengers needed to return to their seats - Jane and Jules took their tabards off and took their hats out of the lockers. Placing them over their heads they smiled at each other and placed the familiar veils over their faces. John returned hurriedly to his seat - running his hands through his hair and nodding at Simon who was engrossed in a movie. Andy was fast asleep and Nick was staring out of the window. His eyes locked with Roger`s, the pair nodded to each other and smiled. The plane flew over the sea as it moved into position to land. Jules and Jane sat in their landing seats and locked pinkie fingers together - something they had done since their first flight together. Dubai was beckoning. Jane and Jules surveyed their room. How the hell have we got a suite? Jane said. The standard rooms are lovely enough but this is just amazing. She padded over to the sideboard where a large basket of exotic fruit had been placed. Next to it was a bottle of Krug on ice and a note: Have a Happy Stay, Ladies ~ DD. A phone number was scribbled underneath. The girls looked at each other and smiled. Jules stripped off her uniform and lay on the bed in her underwear. Hang your clothes up Jules, Jane chastised. Or send it to the laundry but don`t just leave it on the floor in a heap. Oh for fuck`s sake, who are you my mother? Jules snapped back - but she got up just the same and flounced around picking up her strewn clothes. Jane had undressed and unpacked by the time Jules had finished making such a big deal about tidying up. She was in the amazing bathroom, which was huge. Beige marble lined the walls and floors, Molton Brown cosmetics and lotions lined the sinks - huge bathrobes hung from the doors and there was a full size Jacuzzi in the corner - a walk in shower with a window as a wall and a massage steam jet unit that banished aches and pains. Jane turned the water on for the Jacuzzi bath and pondered about adding bubbles - she smiled as she recalled the time Jules had put a whole bottle of bubble bath into a Jacuzzi bath at The Savoy in Paris - the bubbles had taken over the entire bathroom and maintenance had to be called to sort it out - the pair of them had been sloshed and were having a naked bubble fight when the poor guy had turned up - he had left with the biggest smile on his face though and a quick blow job. He was very cute in his overalls. Jane padded around the suite naked and found her friend face down on the bed snoozing - she looked at the tattoo at the base of Jules`s back and smiled - the Tiger was still as lovely as the day it had been done - a moment of madness whilst on holiday in Miami - both of them were fans of the TV show `Miami Ink` and so had decided to go and get the real thing from the best in the business. The orange and black was vivid - the detail was stunning and the intricate lines and curves made it a piece of true art. Jane turned her back to the mirror near the bed and craned her neck to see her own tattoo- an identical Tiger in exactly the same place. She loved it - she loved her friend - the two of them had a bond that was unbreakable. She bent over the sleeping Jules, brushed her hair to one side and gently kissed her cheek. The Jacuzzi bath was bubbling as Jane popped the bottle of champagne, dimmed the lights and looked out over the desert night sky. She lay back and wet her hair in the swirling water. Her breasts bobbing as the jets massaged her aching body. She smiled as she recalled her naughty liaison with John. As she envisioned him thrusting into her she turned towards one of the massage jets and opened her legs against the pressure. Her clit exploded as the bubbles massaged her to orgasm holding her tits as she laid her head back in the water she moaned loudly as she worked herself over and over again to the point of ecstasy. Satisfied and exhausted Jane reached over for her glass of champagne. As she turned round she jumped. Fucking hell Janey! said Jules naked in the tub beside her leaning over and swigging the champagne straight from the bottle. How is a girl supposed to get any shut eye with you frigging yourself stupid in here? Jane laughed. She knew her friend had been watching her - she could tell by then hardness of Jules`s nipples that she had been touching herself whilst she had watched her friend masturbate - Jane said nothing but she knew. Jules sat in the Jacuzzi - bubbles whirling in a torrent her nipples hard and the pulse in her pussy throbbing. She had just seen Jane bring herself off in the water and this had turned her on no end. As the champagne went to her tired head Jules could feel herself getting more and more aroused. She closed her eyes and slipped a hand under the water. She laid her head back and sighed. Jane laughed as she watched her friend in the suds, she moved over and gently kissed her on the lips. Jules responded by gently moving her tongue into Jane`s mouth tasting the champagne. Her legs parted as Jane slipped two fingers into her throbbing mound. Jules threw her head back and moaned loudly, as she grabbed her friend`s breast and tweaked her nipple. As Jules rose to climax she adjusted her position to enable herself to slip her fingers inside Jane`s` wetness the pair writhed in the tub splashing and writhing as the bubbles burst and they moved to ecstasy. They came in a loud shout, their bodies glistening and breasts bobbing. Looking at each other and smiling Jules said, Fuck me slapper you are a randy cow - now pass me another bottle of champers and let`s get ready to party. Jane got out of the tub and walked over to the drinks fridge. Watery footprints marked the carpet - she threw on a large towelling dressing gown and tied up her hair. The pair never said anything about their sexual liaisons with each other, they only happened occasionally when the two of them were really turned on. They were both sexually open with men and women - sometimes both at the same time. Jules got out of the Jacuzzi and pulled a large towel around herself, tucking it in underneath her arms. Jane was applying her make up and smiled at her through the mirror. What we gonna do tonight then slapper? she giggled. Pour me another glass of champers and let`s get out arses out on the town. The phone rang. Jules swaggered over to pick it up. She smiled as she heard the voice at the other end - nodded as she said, Uh huh - yes we know it - okay then - uh huh - thanks okay then - we`ll see you there, and replaced the receiver. Who was that then hun? asked Jane. We`re being collected by a limo in half an hour babe, smiled Jules. We`re on the VIP list for Sheik Mohammed`s party - best get my Jimmy Choo`s on - come on babe let`s party. 25 minutes later two beautifully dressed ladies left their suite - from the back you could just make out their Tiger tattoos swishing their tails from side to side… the girls were ready to hit the town. The sun was setting in the desert sky as the limo pulled up outside the palace of Sheik Mohammed - huge gates opened in the white walls which were guarded on each side by men with dogs. The colours of the sky were a stunning red, purple and orange, trails of vapour from overhead aircraft streaked the colours. As the gates were opened the girls looked at each other inside the limo and squealed - they had polished off a bottle of Bollinger en route. Although Dubai was called a dry country due to strict religious laws everyone knew that behind closed doors the best champagne and alcoholic drinks flowed freely. The palace was enormous beyond belief; the limo drove through palm tree lined groves. Arab horses galloped up and down behind white fences, their manes and tails flowing in the breeze. Tennis courts, garages full of beautiful cars and a helicopter parked on an H pad were in full view. The limo pulled up to intricately carved doors encrusted with coloured glass and crystals. White marbled floors adorned the cavernous insides. The girls stepped out of the air conditioned car as the heat burned their noses. Jules did a bit of a wobble as she stepped onto the marble - Jimmy Choo`s she may have but they were a bugger to walk in on such a slippery floor. She linked arms with Jane and whispered, Don`t you dare let me go arse over tit on this floor lady! Jane smiled. Jules was a beautiful girl but had a mouth like a guttersnipe sometimes and no more so than when she was embarrassed. Jules had slipped over on ice one holiday in Prague - her F`s and C`s could be heard for miles around. The pair walked through the entrance and immediately heard the familiar throb of music. No No Notorious was coming from the inside of the palace. Servants dressed in beautiful uniforms of floor length tabards encrusted with jewels and held out gold trays with glasses of champagne and orange juice in crystal glasses. Priceless works of art hung from the walls, privately commissioned artifacts were displayed in glass cabinets. Everything was just breathtaking. Jules and Jane both took a glass of champagne each as they were ushered towards the sound of Duran Duran vibrating through the walls. They could feel their hearts pounding as they rounded the corner into a huge courtyard - amazingly beautiful people were moving to the music - hands in the air. Jules had never seen so many Gucci and Rolex watches in one room - diamonds sparkled on fingers and necks and swayed to the music as the band boomed over the speakers. The stage was huge, almost like a real gig. Jane could just make out John striding up and down clutching his bass guitar. Simon was singing with head back towards the sky as Roger was pounding his drums with muscular arms that made Jules begin to feel her clit throb to the beat. Nick and Andy were laughing as they sang heads together - loving every minute. The crowd were going wild as the band sang hit after hit. Champagne flowed and bodies boogied. Jane and Jules were caught up in a bouncing group that was getting nearer and nearer the front of the stage. As they were swept along they lost sight of each other in the crowd. Jules dropped her handbag and as she bent down to pick it up was swept along by the tidal wave. Jane pushed her way out of the throng and managed to capture a glimpse of Jules at the front of the stage. Swiftly a large security guard pulled Jules from the mass of people and moved her into an area to the left of the stage front. Realising she had lost her handbag Jules spoke to the security guard who waded into the crowd in search of her bag. Not only did it have her lipstick in it and hotel key but also her passport as you have to carry ID with you at all times in Dubai. Standing to the side of the stage Jules felt a hand on her shoulder. It was Simon. He knelt down and pulled her onto the stage - he then kissed her on the cheek and nodded to someone in the wings to take her off and look after her. Jules was relieved to find sanctuary and from the side of the stage got an amazing view of all the guys. Jane was frantically looking for Jules. She had now lost sight of her totally. No point getting stressed out; she was here somewhere and besides Jules could look after herself. The band closed the gig with an encore of Rio - the crowd went wild again and after 20 minutes the band walked off stage for the final time. Jules sat watching the guys glistening with sweat walk off and into the wings. You okay babe? Simon asked. I saw you getting squashed and decided to rescue you. He stood rubbing his head, face and neck with a towel. Come into the dressing room and have a quick drink with me. Jules nodded in agreement and followed him down the corridor. The crowd had dispersed - people had moved towards the food - huge tables laden with exquisite fare were in the banqueting hall. Jane was standing scanning the emptying area for her friend. She spotted a Gucci handbag on the floor and picked it up. She opened it and pulled out the passport - it was Jules`s. Where the hell is she? Jane tutted and walked off towards the banqueting hall. Her mobile rang in her bag but she didn`t hear it. Simon poured Jules a vodka and tonic. Ice? he asked. Jules nodded. And lemon please if there is any. Simon prepared her drink and passed it to her - brushing her hand as he handed it to her. Their eyes locked - Jules could see his bulge in his pants. I need to have a shower and get changed babe, he said. I won`t be long. And with that he strode off to the bathroom. Jules sat and sipped her drink. Where the fuck was her handbag? She was half tempted to go out and look for it but the dampness in her panties made her sit and cross her legs even tighter so she could feel the pulse from her groin bang in her head. Just as she was mid-thought Simon came out of the bathroom still wet - with a towel wrapped around his waist. It left nothing to the imagination as he strode towards the drinks cabinet and poured another Vodka. Top up? he asked Jules, his eyes glistening. Jules shook her head, stood up and tossed her head. Licking her lips she walked towards him like a sexual predator. Simon stood watching her approach, the stiffness under his towel urgently needing release. Jules held out her hand and tugged the towel. His hardness popped out - his thighs and pert backside still damp and marked from the towel with little grooves. Jules said nothing - looked at Simon as she took his cock in her hand and began to move her hand up and down the shaft. Saying nothing their eyes locked; she moved up and down. He let out a deep moan as with her other hand she cupped his balls. Jules moved her hands faster and more firmly over his hardness - still looking deep into his eyes - not kissing not speaking they moved together as she pulled him to the peak of desire - feeling him tightening as he was about to release his load. She sunk to her knees and took his cock into her mouth. He came fast and furiously as her moist lips clamped around his cock - his hot salty fluid hitting her in the back of her throat. Jules swallowed hard, got up and reached for her vodka. Licking her lips she took an olive on a toothpick. Seductively she bit into it. I`ve changed my mind Mr Le Bon - top me up will you please? Still reeling from an amazing blow-job Simon passed Jules another drink. Dropping a piece of ice on the floor he bent down to pick it up. Jules towered above him in her stilettos. Kissing the front of her shoes he lifted her foot to suck the tip of the shoe. Removing her foot from it her licked each toe and sucked the big toe for a lingering moment. His tongue trailed up her leg to her knee - Jules placed her hand on the top of his head and threw her head back. Pushing his mouth from her knee to the top of her inner thigh Simon began to tease the lace on her panties with his tongue. Pushing them to one side he nibbled her clit. Jules moaned loudly as her worked faster and faster - moving over her clit making it throb and swell. He licked her teasing her clit with his fingers. His head buried in her wet mound he removed his tongue and took a piece of ice from his drink; he inserted the small cube inside her and placed his hot mouth over it. The cold and hot sensation made Jules come, biting her lip as she shuddered. Standing up with two fingers inside her he pushed her backwards her legs opening wider with the force. Quickly he was inside her - fucking her hard and fast as they both began to climax - over and over he thrust deeper into her - as he came she shouted writhed under him. Lying against the dressing table they both panted after their work out. My my, said Simon. You know how to relieve post gig stress - shall we go to the party now? I`ll be with you in a tic, smiled Jules. Can I borrow your mobile please? I need to find Janey she`ll be wondering where I am. Of course, he smiled and passed over his phone. Jules rang the number. It rang and rang but no reply. Jules left a voicemail and typed in a text message, then smoothing down her skirt and having looked at herself in the mirror she took Simon`s arm and walked out of the room. Bugger, she thought, where is Jane and where is my bloody handbag? Jane had nipped to the loo to touch up her make-up. As she delved into her handbag she pulled out her mobile phone and read the text message. Silly mare, she muttered under her breath, pouting her lips as she applied her lipstick and ruffled her hair. Looking at her reflection in the mirror she couldn`t help but smile at what she had just read. Jules was a horny bitch; in fact both of them lived for sex and champagne - their exploits would make lots of eyebrows rise. As she opened the door and stepped out she bumped into Nick and Andy who were chatting and laughing oblivious of the woman stepping out in front of them. Jane walked out and in a second was on the floor. Oh shit are you okay? asked a very sheepish Nick. I`m sorry babe just on the way to have a look at the Sheik`s private art collection. It`s okay, Jane muttered, not realising who she was talking to. As she got up she smiled as she saw Nick`s apologetic grin. Come with us if you like, said Andy, thinking he could do with some eye candy instead of boring art. He had only said he`d go with Nick hoping to find the booze somewhere along the way. Jane thought about their offer - pondered and decided she really needed to find Jules. I`d love to but I really need to find Jules. If you come and find her with me I`ll come back and look at the art as soon as I`ve given her this handbag. I know where she is, Andy said. Anyway Nick mate you know art`s not really my thing - I`ll take this bag to her and tell her you`ll see her in by the pool area in what an hour or so? If she has a problem she can text you? Ok thanks, said Jane. Come on then Mr Rhodes, let`s go have a look at this private collection. Andy pottered off down the corridor - mincing slightly with Jules`s Gucci handbag under his arm. Jules and Nick looked at each other and laughed. Always knew he was a bit limp wristed, said Nick taking a lip gloss from his pocket and applying it. Jane stared at him and chortled The pair finally found the art wing of the palace - after getting lost several times they looked like two children who had just found Christmas in the middle of summer. Jane admired art and spent time in London visiting local galleries and exhibitions - usually whilst Jules got plastered and shagged some bloke in the toilet. She couldn`t talk however - last time she had been asked to leave the Tate Modern when she had given a guy head in the toilet - how was she to know it was an exhibit and though it looked like it had black glass walls was in fact clear on the outside for all to see - when she had finished giving this guy the blow job of a lifetime a small crowd had gathered round to view the show. Come look at this piece here, said Nick his eyes wide with excitement. Jane stared at the original Andy Warhol - it was nice and colourful she thought but nothing amazing. As she walked backwards to get a better view she hit a wall - turning round she found herself standing in front of a huge Picasso - the oil on the canvas rubbed her back. Nick was standing with his hand on his chin lost in thought. Jane squealed as she hit the painting. Nick turned quickly to check she was ok. Jane moved away from the painting - her back still against the wall. Nick looked at her and hoping he was reading the signals right took her chin in his hands and gently kissed her face. Jane responded her tongue slipping into his mouth - the lip gloss on his mouth smeared her lipstick over hers. Their kisses were gentle but urgent - Jane placed her hands on the cold wall and dropped her handbag onto the floor. The room was heavily set with cameras and a few guards milled around the rooms. Jane was melting in Nick`s butterfly kisses on her neck and dug her nails into the wall as she felt her passion rising. One of the cameras whirred as it moved around the room - the pair were oblivious to the fact they were being watched and carried on with their passionate clinch regardless. Nicks hands were roaming over Jane`s breasts feeling her nipples through her blouse. He pressed his hardness against her as she kissed her over and over. She moved a hand to grab the front of his trousers and lifted her leg to open her thighs and adjust her panties. Jane unzipped Nick`s trousers and pulled out his hard cock through the zipper. She smiled as she felt he wasn`t wearing any underwear. As she released his hardness his hands moved to her dress - pushing into her panties he rolled her clit in his fingers. Moaning Jane succumbed to his roaming hands - her own pulling at his foreskin moving her hand up and down over his hardness. The pair of them stood in a sexual clinch against the wall - thrusting and grinding - kissing and moaning - anyone could have seen them - anyone could have watched. Andy stood there watching them as they performed up against the wall his hardness in his jeans making him sweat slightly and touch himself. As Jane and Nick brought each other to near climax - Jane opened her eyes to see Andy from over Nick`s shoulder. She beckoned him with her free hand. Nick turned round to see his old friend - eyes wide and the bulge in his pants obvious. He looked at Jane - she nodded and smiled. Jane pulled Andy to her and unzipped his pants. She dropped to her knees as Nick took her roughly from behind - mounting her and holding her hips with his hands. Jane opened her mouth and took Andy`s hard cock into it - letting him fuck her mouth as Nick rammed his hardness into her from the rear. She let the feelings wash over her body - getting fucked from behind - her mouth full of Andy`s big cock she let her orgasm build. She came hard, her pussy clamping over Nick`s hardness. He felt her tighten and released his load into her. Andy was moaning as Jane sucked him hard - with a shudder he came in her mouth and stood back exhausted. I only came to give you a message from Jules as you can`t get a signal this side of the palace, he gasped - smiling at Nick in a knowing way. Jane guessed it wasn`t the first time these two had shared a sexual experience - after all they were mega-stars - all those groupies. Anyway the message is to meet Jules at the beach-house at 3am, Andy said. Jane looked at her watch- 2.10am. She was starving hungry; all the champagne had gone to her head. Let`s go get something to eat, she laughed. Spit roast anyone? Nick and Andy were pulling their trousers and zips up. Jane readjusted her dress and opened her handbag to take out a compact mirror and reapply her lipstick. Taking a clear lip gloss out she offered it to Nick. Want some? she asked laughing. The camera above whirred again as it changed position - the three walked off arm in arm oblivious of what had just been caught on tape. Jules sat at the beach house - the waves lapped the shoreline and large torches burned as the desert wind blew a gentle breeze across her - she sat with her feet in the sand - her beloved Jimmy Choo`s placed carefully in the corner with her handbag. Simon sat opposite her and winked as he raised his glass in a silent toast - Nick sat quietly on the far side of the table - he was tucking into a huge plate of food and had a bottle of beer on the table. John was making a Sea Breeze at the bar - pouring a large amount of Vodka and cranberry juice into the shaker and giving it a shake. Fucking hell John, laughed Simon. You`ll be in the remake of the Club Tropicana video if you don`t watch out. Fuck off Fatty, John replied sticking out his tongue. I`m surprised there`s any buffet left after you`ve been up there. The two friends laughed as John walked over and passed a cocktail to Jules - playfully punching Simon on the arm. Jane, Andy and Nick arrived laughing - Jane kicking off her shoes and smiling at her friend as the two boys pulled out a chair for her. Dunno about you babe but I`m ready for a swim, Jane said to Jules. The two girls stood up and began to take off their clothes - the boys just stood and watched as their dresses fell to the sand. Jane stepped out of her panties and unhooked her bra - her jewelled belly button stud catching the light. Jules also stood naked - her nipples hard with the breeze that blew her hair across her face. Both girls looked at the guys and beckoned them to join them. Come on then get them off guys - let`s go skinny dip. Jules laughed , turning on her heel and grabbing Jane by the hand. The pair ran into the sea holding hands - their Tiger tattoos moving in the small of their backs. Simon was first in the water; with a huge hard on her threw himself into the warm waves. Torches gave enough light for them to be able to se in the blackness of the desert night. Both girls swam over to him giggling - breasts bobbing in the water. John and Roger were next to skinny-dip - swimming over to the three of them and splashing each other in a game of dunk. Nick and Andy sat in the chairs near the water`s edge - Andy was sipping his drink and Nick wasn`t keen in getting his hair wet - though the stirring in his groin was getting the better of him and he was considering it. Five of them splashed in the water - Roger kissed Jules hard on the mouth - sea water making his kisses taste - Jane was being touched and fondled by Simon from behind - holding her nipples between his thumbs - Jane held onto John`s huge hard on - her hands moving under the water it didn`t take much to guess what she was doing. I`m getting cold, said Simon. Let`s get on dry land. The five of them emerged from the water - cocks still erect despite the water and nipples glistening in the torchlight. Jules grabbed a large towel and threw it on a marbled floor area next to the hut which was surrounded by benches and cushions. She grabbed Roger by the cock and walked him over to the floor. Pushing him onto his back she took his cock and guided it into her - riding him as she held onto her own tits. Simon took Jane`s hand and led her to one of the cushioned benches - bending her over he took her from behind his balls banging against her. John moved over to the thrusting couple and Jane pulled his cock into her mouth. Nick looked over at Jules riding Roger and in a flash dropped his trousers. He moved over to them and teased Jule`s arse with his wet cock. Taking the lipgloss in his hand he smeared the end of his hardness with the lubricant and eased himself into Jules`s dark hole. Jules moaned as he thrust himself into her backside - Roger`s big cock still filling her pussy. Jane was climaxing as John shot his load in her mouth. Simon still ramming her from behind. He came inside her and she groaned - she needed more - she was so horny. She gasped as she felt a hard cock enter her again - surely Simon couldn`t get hard again so fast - she turned around to see Andy - sunglasses still on - thrusting into her and fondling her tits. Jules was lying exhausted on the cold marble floor - the boys were showering open air shower in the corner - she smiled as she saw their naked arses covered in soap. Nick and Roger walked back to the beach house towels around their waists. Roger reached for a beer and offered one to Nick. They sat with their feet on the table - not speaking but smiling. Jane was in ecstasy as Andy took her to heaven - with each thrust her pussy exploded with orgasm after orgasm. Eventually he came - crying out as he let himself go. Jane flopped over onto her back - John, Simon and Andy showered her with kisses and then Simon picked her up and took her into the shower. Having all showered - the seven of them sat wrapped in beautiful towels and robes - no one really spoke - the secret of the beach house orgy had to remain a secret - the press would have a field day if any of this ever got out. The sun was rising. Jane and Jules were pulling on their clothes - all of the guys had dressed and headed up to the main palace for breakfast - after an exhausting night they were all ready for hearty fry up. Simon had pulled a face when Jules had told him he wouldn`t be getting bacon or sausages but was happier with the idea of scrambled eggs and smoked salmon toast with a large coffee. Jules brushed some sand from her hair. They dressed in silence - neither of them ever really discussed their sexual encounters - it was just the way they were - they enjoyed it and that was that - nothing to be ashamed of. Jane took her shoes and handbag into her left hand and padded across the marble tiles - Jules took her Jimmy Choo`s and handbag into her right hand and the pair held hands as they walked into the palace. They were greeted by a security guard - he approached them and asked which one was Miss Fraser. I am, said Jane. Why? I need you to come with me please, he said in a thick accent. The Sheik needs to see you. Jane shrugged her shoulders and told her friend she`d catch up with her. Following the guard Jane was perplexed as to what the Sheik wanted with her - she knew him from her time living in Dubai they had had a brief affair but nothing to write home about - he had bought her the most exquisite grey diamond necklace - Jane kept it in a safety deposit box in London and very rarely wore it. She was ushered into a huge room with racehorse trophies on the wall - pictures of Ascot, Cheltenham and York adorned the other wall - bronze sculptures of Arab horses were placed around the room. My darling Jane, said a voice. How wonderful to see you again - still as beautiful as ever. The Sheik bent forward to kiss her - dressed in a Hugo Boss suit made especially for him - he looked as handsome as ever - his scent was musky. Jane smiled at him - turning her cheek to accept the kiss - he looked good - despite his years - his daughter had just turned 25 but he was himself only 50. I didn`t expect to see you personally, she said quietly. Duran Duran are hardly your thing are they - more the opera. Yes, he nodded. But you see I have cause to see you Jane - did you enjoy your tour of my art collection with Mr Rhodes and Mr Taylor? Errrrrr Yessssss, said Jane wondering why he was asking and how in fact he knew. I have cameras down there my angel, he said smiling. I have your escapades on film - however I have not brought you here to blackmail you - just to tell you I`ll have the film destroyed and just to see you again - you know how difficult it is for me - with 3 wives and not being able to be seen with western women - you still enchant me. He flicked on a television in the corner - Jane could see the images of her, Nick and Andy in the gallery - it made her feel sexy and she could feel the heat in her panties. Do what you do best for me Jane, the Sheik said. Touch yourself. Jane didn`t need telling twice - she walked over to the sofa and dropped her dress to the floor - her hands were inside her knickers as she played with her clit - he stood there watching - this was his thing - he loved to watch and Jane couldn`t risk the film getting out to the paparazzi - her hand pulled her tits from her bra as she tweaked her nipples - looking him in the face as she gasped and pouted. Her hand was outstretched as he passed her a banana from the fruit bowl - peeling the fruit she moaned as she played with her clit. Put it in you Jane, he said. Do it for me - fuck yourself. She obeyed thrusting the fruit deep into her wet hole - pushing it in and out faster and faster holding her lips open with her free hand. Faster and faster she rammed it into her until moaning she came. Writhing on the Chesterfield as she bore down - looking him in the face she got up. Jane smiled as he held out his hand - the pair embraced - she loved his kinky ways - he ejected the CD and gave it to her. He was a man of his word this would never get out but Jane knew he had made a copy for his own private use. Dressing quickly she put the CD in her handbag - she needed to get back to the hotel. I`d love to see you next time I`m in London; can I take you to the opera? he asked as she dressed and put on her shoes. Yes of course, replied Jane. I`d simply love that - you still have my number? I do - until then my dear Jane. His lips touched hers lingering for a little longer than a peck - she kissed him back - held out her hand until his fell from it and walked away. As she was walking through the door she turned - he was smiling at her - her heart flipped - but she carried on walking. Jules and Jane smoothed down their uniforms - their shoes clipped the floor as they walked towards the aircraft bound for Heathrow. Jane smiled to her friend as she looked in the glass at her reflection - she smacked her lips to make sure her lipstick was firmly in place and ran her tongue along her teeth to check their was nothing on them. Jules placed their suitcases in the cabin crew lockers. They were ready for the return flight home. The boys from the band had extended their stay in Dubai for a couple of days; they had taken up the Sheik`s offer of a desert ride in jeeps and wanted to go to the Wild Wadi water park next to the hotel. The guys had seen them off with kisses and hugs from the hotel - no strings though as both girls didn`t want to or expect to get involved. They performed their security checks on board the plane - did the safety demonstration and took their seats for take off - Jules shirt had come out of her skirt slightly as she stretched to an overhead locker you could see her Tiger tattoo. They sat together and as the plane took off they smiled at each other and locked pinkies - as they had done since their first flight - friends forever.