Caught By Room Service On Vacation

Our Week in Mexico (1/4)

Hi, we're Jamie (34 yo female) and Aaron (37 yo male), a couple from Vermont. The story below is based on events from our last trip in Mexico. You'll find 2 stories - one from Aaron's perspective and one from Jamie's.

Aaron's perspective:

For the first time in years, Jamie and I took a week off to go on vacation in another country. Since we both love warm and sunny weather, we decided to go to Mexico. Instead of a traditional all-inclusive hotel package, we decided to get something a little nicer. This particular resort had the main hotel area, some smaller buildings with nicer rooms on a side and some luxury private villas on the other side. We booked one of these villas! It was a bit expensive, but the room was bigger and the bathroom was unbelievable (it had a giant walk-in shower, a skylight window and a freestanding bathtub.) Each villa came with a private backyard section including a small pool, a jacuzzi, a daybed, an outdoor shower, etc. Also, when we checked in, they reminded us that we had premium customer service: 24-hour room service for food and drinks and butler service (on-demand housekeeping if we wanted our room cleaned up or needed anything...)

On the first day, we arrived around noon and our villa was ready for us. We checked out the place, put on our swimsuits and headed to the buffet to have lunch. The rest of the day was pretty mellow and that was fine with us since we were exhausted from all the traveling. The next morning, I was up early (Jamie was still sleeping). I went for a walk around the resort and, when I came back, my wife was awake, still relaxing in bed. I gave her a kiss and asked:

-"Should we order breakfast to the room? Might as well enjoy the perks of having a villa!"

-"I don't know, I think I'd rather get up and try the little restaurant by the beach."

-"Yeah, I just walked by the place and it looked amazing."

She yawned and added:

-"But I wouldn't say no to coffee. Want to order us some?"

-"Coffee sounds good."

I grabbed the phone and called room service to order her latte and my espresso.

About 5 minutes later, someone softly knocked on the door. I opened up and let the young, smiling Mexican lady come in with a tray and our cups. I wanted to take the cups and let her go back to work, but she insisted and came in the room anyway. Since we have a villa, the front door doesn't lead right away to the bedroom. You first pass the bathroom on your left and then arrive in the living room, where there's a couch, a TV, a small table and 2 chairs. From there, french doors separate the bedroom on the left, or you can keep going and go through the patio door, to access the backyard area. The waitress put both cups on the table and, when she saw my wife in bed, said:

-"Buenos dias!"

-"Buenos dias!" replied Jamie. "Would you mind bringing my cup here?"

-"Si, si" said the lady with a warm smile. She pointed at the latte and Jamie confirmed with a nod, so she took that cup. As the waitress entered the bedroom, I saw my wife wiggled to sit back up... And that's when I realized that she was still naked under the sheets! She never got up to put something on. So there she was, holding the sheets at her chest, covering her boobs and the front of her body. But, there was a mirror on the other side of the bed, behind her. Maybe she hadn't realized? I was standing behind the room service lady and, looking through the mirror, I could see Jamie's entire bare back and a bit of her butt crack. It wasn't much, but just enough to light up something in me. After she got her latte, I tipped the lady, grabbed my espresso and sat down with my wife. We sipped our coffee, then dressed up and headed to the restaurant for breakfast.

We talked for a while, but then we both sat silently and relaxed, taking in the beautiful view. From one thought to another, I was suddenly thinking about the way she sat naked in bed, barely covered in front of another woman. It was sort of exciting to me, so I was trying to come up with a plan to have her show some more the next morning. Or maybe another situation could happen at our villa. Maybe the housekeeping crew would come clean the room while she was changing? Was there a pool guy that would come take care of our private pool? Or what if I ordered drinks to our room while she was in the shower? I guess I'd have to wait and see. I asked Jamie:

-"Ready to go to the beach?"

-"Sure, let's go!"

The next few hours were pretty typical of what people do on all-inclusive vacation: sunbathing at the beach, swimming in the sea, drinking tropical cocktails, and so on. We're not really "party people", so we enjoyed the private, more quiet section of the beach reserved for villa owners. I noticed that some women were topless. And as you know if you've read our very first story here, every time we go on vacation, I try to convince Jamie to go topless. But as usual, she grinned and refused. The day went by and, at around 3pm, we both have had enough of the beach and decided to go enjoy our private pool.

We entered our room and I grabbed my wife to give her a deep, long kiss.

-"You know, it's pretty private here. How about you lose your top for the rest of the day?"

She gave me one of those smiles (that meant "not a chance"), kissed me back and walked outside until she was by the pool. She dragged her foot in the water, testing the temperature, then turned around and looked at me. To my surprise and delight, she slowly pulled the strings of her bikini top and threw it on the daybed! She stood there, letting me enjoy the show. Just so you know, Jamie has amazing breasts. They're not very big (B-something), but very firm and perfectly round. Anyways! She said the water was warm and that I should come in with her. Obviously, I followed her.

We swam and talked, then the subject came to the fact that she was half naked outdoor.

-"I can't believe I'm doing that." She said.

I thought she would be nervous, but she wasn't. She almost sounded relieved. I replied:

-"Well, I'm not gonna complain that you're trying it. All of this is exciting! And you look so hot!"

-"Stop it!" She said while splashing me. "But I have to say, I enjoy it way more than I thought I would. It feels liberating."

-"Maybe this could become our little afternoon ritual every day?" I asked.

She came closer to me, as if she wanted a kiss, but instead splashed me again and started to swim away. The pool was pretty small, it was at most 15 feet long. As soon as she reached the opposite side, she sat on the edge.

-"Well, I like this too. Maybe this ritual thing could be more than just... That." She said, pointing at her boobs.

And then, I almost lost it! Her hands reached for her bikini bottom. She leaned back to slide her swimsuit under her butt, slowly exposing her pussy. The small piece of material was sliding down her thighs, her knees, her ankles, until it was hanging on her toes. She let it fall in the pool, stood up and walked to the jacuzzi. I couldn't believe it! She was completely naked in our villa's backyard. I followed her to the jacuzzi and removed my own swimsuit before getting in.

We had sex in the warm water (and on the side of the jacuzzi at some point because we were too hot.) What an incredible feeling. When we were done, we got out of the water and sat in the lounge chairs by the pool, both in the nude. She asked me if I could go inside and grab her phone and headphones. It was the least I could do after what she gave me! Just as I was about to open the patio door, she added:

-"Oh! And can you order some drinks? I'd love a pina colada."

At the moment, everything connected. After the coffee delivery this morning and the plan I was trying to devise to have her "accidentally" expose her body, I knew exactly what I was going to do. I called room service and ordered 2 pina coladas, then grabbed her phone and brought it to her. I told her our drinks were on the way. She thanked me and added:

-"Don't forget to put your suit back on. Otherwise the room service lady might be a little surprised!"

Instead, I grabbed one of the towel and put it around my waist before going inside to wait for our drinks. I looked at Jamie through the window - She had her sunglasses on and was listening to her music. Her bikini bottom was still floating in the pool and her top hadn't moved from the daybed. I felt like the luckiest guy on Earth.

My heart almost skipped a beat when I heard the knock on the door. I was wondering if it would be the same lady as this morning. I opened up the door and was surprised to be facing a man. I don't know why I was expecting a woman. He seemed super nice and said:

-"Dos pina coladas?"

I nodded and he handed me the drinks. I didn't know if I should go forward with my plan. You see, my idea was that the room service *lady* would arrive with our drinks and I was going to ask her to bring them in the backyard. Jamie wouldn't see us arrive since she was facing the pool, and wouldn't hear us since she was listening to music. I was pushing my luck with this plan because she would have nowhere to go. She would know I did this on purpose. But would she be mad? Did I even want another man to see her like this? I needed to think quick because the waiter was still waiting for me to take my drinks. Fuck it. We were on vacation and the opportunity was too good. So I asked the gentleman if he could bring the drinks in the backyard by the pool.

-"Of course!" He replied. He was in a good mood already, but he had no idea that he would leave our room in an even better mood.

I opened the patio door and let him go first. When he realized that my wife was sunbathing naked, he turned around and asked me again:

-"Over there, sir?" Pointing at the the lounging chairs.

I gave him a thumbs-up and followed him. I couldn't see his face, but I sure couldn't miss Jamie's reaction. She turned around, thinking it was me handing her her drink, only to discover that it was the butler! She quickly removed her headphones and her sunglasses, confused, and looked straight at me. She was so red, I couldn't tell if she was super shy or super angry. She ended up taking her pina colada with one hand, covering her boobs with the other hand. Her legs were crossed, partly hiding her pussy. She looked at her floating bikini in the pool, then at the towels by the patio door. She couldn't hide at all. Seeing how uncomfortable she was, I started to regret my idea. Did I go too far?

I went back and grabbed a towel for her. The room service man was still standing by the pool, waiting for me. I was back within 10 seconds, gave her the towel and took my drink. The waiter thanked us and was about to leave when Jamie asked him:

-"What's your name?"

-"Alfonso, madam."

She put her drink down on the table and uncrossed her legs. All of sudden, my wife stood up and turned around to lay down the towel I just gave her on the chair. Alfonso and I now had a great view of her ass! She sat in her lounging chair and put her sunglasses back on.

-"Do you like working here?"

I couldn't believe it! Jamie was making small talk with the waiter to keep him around. My regrets and doubts were gone. Now I was simply enjoying the show.

I sat in my own chair and listened to the conversation. Jamie's shyness was gone and made place to playfulness. At first, her thighs were closing the gap and hiding most of her slit. But eventually, her legs were in a "normal" position. Maybe I was just making it up, but she seemed to be spreading her legs a little more every minute. By the end of the conversation, her heels were almost touching the metal on each side of the chair. Alfonso was standing in front of us, so he must have had an amazing view of my wife's entire body. But he wasn't staring or making it weird. The conversation turned to how the salaries worked and he explained that his pay was ok, but the tips were really making a difference. He then said that he enjoyed this conversation, but that he needed to go back to work. I stood back up to walk him out and tip him.

-"It's ok babe, I'll take care of it." said Jamie. "You already took care of ordering the drinks. Stay put, I'll be back in a minute."

I thought she was going to cover up because she grabbed her towel, but no. She just kept it in her hand and walked in front of Alfonso.

I couldn't help but look inside to see what she was doing. But with the reflection of the sun on the patio door and windows, I could barely see their shadows. They were in the living room for about 2 minutes and then she came back in the backyard. She still had her towel in her hand, I don't know why she bothered to bring it with her. She came right in front of me and said:

-"You're a dead man!"

She seemed mad, but she was also grinning. She grabbed my towel (it was still wrapped around me) and removed it before sitting on top of me. I noticed how wet she was! We started having sex for the 2nd time that afternoon.

-"I'll get you back. You better watch yourself because I'll get you back real good."

Said Jamie as soon as we were finished. I think it was a threat, but I was excited to see what she had in mind for me!

Jamie's perspective:

After what Aaron did to me, I really needed to come up with something to get back to him. It was just our 2nd day here in Mexico, so I had plenty of time to think of something and get my revenge. But what? I replayed the whole day in my head to try and think of moments where he was vulnerable. Maybe I could try to steal his swimsuit at the beach? But that would be hard to accomplish, and maybe a little too much. I didn't want all these people to see my husband's private parts! My best option would be to do something similar as he did and have someone come into the room during a vulnerable moment.

The rest of our second day went by quickly. We went out for dinner, watched the little dance show and came back to our villa to get some sleep. Aaron was out in minutes, but I couldn't fall asleep. I kept thinking about what had happened that afternoon and I couldn't believe that I didn't hide behind the towel. I was completely naked and this waiter, a complete stranger, was right in front of me. I guess I just can't think straight when I get horny! I finally calmed my mind and managed to fall asleep.

The next morning, I woke up and again Aaron was gone. He was probably jogging or training at the resort's gym. It was already sunny and warm outside. I got out of bed and decided to go in the backyard to enjoy the heat. As you probably know by now, I'm pretty shy and prude (normally). I don't mind sleeping in the nude, but when I walk inside our own home, I always wear something. But after yesterday's little "show", I felt more comfortable in my skin and definitely more proud of my body. I decided to stay naked and go outside, in our secluded backyard, to enjoy the morning sun. I walked around the pool and sat on the daybed for a little bit. I eventually heard a few voices from the other side of the fence, so I chickened out and headed back inside. I threw on a cute yellow sundress and waited for Aaron to come back.

In the meantime, I called room service to order coffee, like the day before. Just as I hung up, Aaron was back.

-"Good morning!" He said.

-"Good morning, sweaty boy." His shirt was really wet. "Did you go to the gym?"

-"No, I went for a run around the resort. It's already so hot outside! Let me get clean and we'll go for breakfast."

Just as I was going to tell him that our coffee delivery was about to arrive, I had an idea. The perfect revenge. You see, since we arrived in Mexico, the only shower Aaron used was the outdoor one in the backyard. I don't know why he loves that one so much. Personally, I prefer the comfort and privacy of showering inside. But for some reason, he seems to enjoy doing it under the open sky.

So my plan was to not tell him that coffee was about to be delivered to our room. I would manage somehow to steal his towel and have him exposed in front of the delivery person. As I reviewed my plan, he went straight outside and started the shower, as expected. It was on the side of the backyard, next to the fence separating our villa and the one next to ours. You couldn't really see the shower from the patio door, but you could see it perfectly from the bedroom window! I hoped our coffee would be delivered soon, before he was done. And I also hoped that it would be the same lady as yesterday. At that moment, someone knocked on our door and, sure enough, it was the same young smiling waitress.

-"Buenos dias, coffee delivery!" She said.

-"Yes, come on in."

She pushed the tray inside and stopped in the living room.

-"Here ok?"

Just as I was going to tell her to bring it outside to my husband, I chickened out. I don't know why! I thought it would be funny to prank him back, but deep inside, I didn't really want a young and pretty Mexican lady to see him nude, under the shower.

Instead, I asked her:

-"Actually, can you bring it to the bedroom?"

-"No problema."

She first grabbed my latte and I pointed to the little desk under the window. She walked around the bed and almost dropped my cup, spilling some of it on the desk and on the floor. She just saw my husband showering, through the window!

-"Sorry, sorry. Let me clean it up!" She apologized.

-"Don't worry, it's ok! I'll help you."

We started cleaning and I noticed that she glanced through the window every now and then. Aaron didn't seem to be aware of anything. He was washing himself as usual, which allowed for a great 360 view.

-"Sorry about that..." I said, pointing outside.

-"It's ok. It's your private villa, enjoy your vacation." Said the waitress with a thick accent.

She added:

-"Sorry for seeing..."

-"Don't worry about it." I told her. "We've been through worst!"

The young lady finished cleaning, still taking peaks at Aaron. Obviously, she was enjoying it. And so was I! So I decided to go ahead with the original plan.

I asked the room service lady:

-"Do you mind bringing my husband's cup outside?"

She seemed surprised, but she smiled and accepted. I told her to simply put it on the table near the daybed. Without hesitation, she pushed the tray outside and set everything up on the table. I was now standing outside to watch the show. And it was worth it. Aaron heard someone behind him, so he turned around, probably expecting to see me. But it wasn't! He was now both flashing and flushing! I could see that he was trying to hide. But it was too late. The waitress was looking back at him.

To my surprise, she started walking straight to him, holding his cup of coffee. My husband quickly closed the running water and tried to reach for his towel, but the lady was already there, waiting for him to grab his cup. He was so confused! I could see he was NOT expecting that and didn't know what to do. I kept telling myself that, after what he did to me the day before, he deserved it.

So I stayed there and smiled... :)

I could hear her ask him something, but I was too far away to understand. Whatever it was, he refused. But even though he was shaking his head, she went back to the table and walked back to him with milk and sugar. He laughed and, again, refused, As she carried the milk and sugar back to the tray, Aaron took advantage of the moment to put his cup on the floor and wrap his towel around him. What a coward. Even I (me, the prude one!) gathered enough courage to stay naked the day before.

He walked back to me, following the room service lady.

-"Todo bien?" Asked the waitress before leaving.

-"Yes, we're all good." I said.

-"Thank you for the coffee." Added Aaron.

She'd been smiling the whole time, the corners of her lips could almost touch her ears. She was so cute. Before leaving, she scanned Aaron's body one last time and said: