We found Jorge working tables at the outside Bistro. Mary greeted him with a big hug and he seated us. He said he would return with glasses of our favorite wine and quickly disappeared.
While we were waiting for his return, DeeDee approached us and asked to sit down. Her entire body was in motion, indicating there was nothing but skin under her sundress.
"We really enjoyed the other evening," she began. "My Reggie is quite smitten with you Mary. As a matter of fact, he is up in the condo wanking himself thinking about you."
"I'm very flattered," was my wife's response.
"He would terribly enjoy a quick romp with you and of course I would have a go at your husband. I'm told my arse is a spectacular place to visit," she said, with a hearty laugh. "My Reggie enjoys my bum quite frequently. And my who-who is very, very tight!"
"I'll tell you what, DeeDee," I responded. "Mary and I will talk this over and we'll call you when we're ready to swap partners. I'll be honest with you, I'm going to fuck you so hard and so often that you'll have trouble walking."
"I'm all wet with anticipation, Ta-Ta." Her backside bounced with each step as she hurried away.
"Tell me you're joking," my wide eyed wife responded.
"Sure I am, but there was no other way to get rid of her."
During supper, Jorge filled us in on the straw market down the coast. He had relatives who had clothing stalls and food services there. He would set everything up including transportation for our last day. He then asked, "Have you been to the dancing? It is a very hot place. SeΓ±ora will enjoy much fun."
Three properties away was a disco that opened at 11:00 every night of the week. Jorge's cousin was the manager and Jorge said that our ID bracelet would get us in. His cousin would make us VIPs of the disco. Jorge gave us his cousin's number and we were told to contact Pep before we left our condo. We were hitting the disco tonight.
I woke up from a little nap to see my wife standing on the balcony wearing a dress that I had never seen before. For starters it was skin tight. The red material clung on her like a second skin. The top was scooped low allowing her to display a lot of cleavage. The bottom barely covered her ass.
"Surprise, sleepyhead. Time for you to get dressed too," she said. "What do you think?"
"You look simply amazing," was my response.
"Wait until you see this," she said. Mary opened an almost invisible flap and slowly pulled down a tiny zipper. The front of her dress revealed more of her chest. As the zipper mover closer to her navel, her tits made a full jail break. The top of the dress fillet open and she stood there completely topless. After zipping back up, she reached for the bottom of her dress and pulled on a different zipper hidden under the same flap. This time more and more of her thighs could be seen. As her zipper approached her waist, her entire vagina, upper thighs, and lower stomach could be seen.
"Damn! I'm getting hard thinking about what you may be planning tonight," I sad with a laugh.
I called Jorge's cousin telling him what we were wearing and when we expected to arrive. He told us he would meet us at the VIP entrance of the club.
As we waited on the curb for our ride, Mary began sliding the top zipper down. We were the first riders on the shuttle van. Our driver greeted us with a warm welcome. Mary greeted him with a view of her tits. We sat at the back of the van, in his rearview mirror sightline. Once all the other passengers found seats, Mary opened the bottom zipper of her dress so our driver could peek at her vagina.
As we departed the van, our driver patted me on the back when I walked past him!
Jorge's cousin, Pep, walked up to us and said, "My cousin tells me you treat him special. You are like family to him. You are my family then, too. Follow me and welcome."
Very loud music could be heard as we entered the club. The dance floor was crowded with bodies gyrating to the beat of contemporary dance music. The light show synced to the music would have made Pink Floyd jealous.
Pep seated us in a roped off area above the dance floor and away from the huge ceiling speakers. As soon as we sat down, A bottle of champaign was delivered to the table in an ice bucket, accompanied with two fluted glasses. We were VIPs of the club. Mary took her glass and stood by the rail. Soon she began moving her body to the music. In no time at all, the top zipper was slowly being lowered.
"I'm hitting the dance floor," she said. "Care to join me?"
"Not now. Try to behave yourself"
"Ya, sure. Remember the motto of this resort? You are on Vacation - Enjoy - No one knows you're here!" And off she went disappearing in the throng of people.