Mystery Palapa Town...
We are out in the village getting some lunch at a small riverside restaurant, having spent the morning hiking up the valley and enjoying a fantastic and refreshing dip in the waterfall pool. V is wearing a wrap around her waist but nothing on top other than a pretty revealing bikini that has all the guys in the place paying very close attention.
About halfway through our meal, a local guy who I sort of recognize comes through offering flyers for a show later on down at the harbor. He lingers a little at our table, drinking V in, before saying,
"PLEASE come by later. You two are very very welcome."
She gives him a dismissive laugh and excuses herself to head off to the bathroom.
Once V is out of earshot, he comes back and pitches his voice down low.
"Seriously brother," he says conspiratorially. "We *need* more hot ladies like yours tonight. Make the show a lot better, ok? Please? Ok!"
I just nod and smile and he moves off, heading out to keep up his promotional duties elsewhere.
Later on in the evening, back at our palapa, V asks me what I think we should do tonight as we sit watching the sun go down over the water, drinking a little tequila.
"Actually, I was thinking we should maybe check out the music that guy was handing out flyers for," I say with a little smirk.
"I know that look," she says back, coming over and giving me a kiss. "Knowing you, I'm guessing you've thought up more of a plan than that already?"
I laugh.
"I laid something out on the bed for you to wear if you want to take a look," I say casually.
V heads into the bedroom and comes back, holding up the short shiny dress I chose with a look of incredulity.
"Seriously, Aitch? I don't know. I'm not even sure there's a way to wear a bra with this thing."
"Indulge me, amor," I say. "Just try it on and let's see."
She comes back a couple minutes later wrapped in the short, revealing dress and my cock immediately starts to stiffen. It's tightly caressing all her luscious curves in incredible ways.
"Holy shit," I murmur, looking dazed.
"That good, huh?" she asks, smiling.
"Consider this my birthday and Christmas presents wrapped up in one," I say as she gives a little spin.
"Alright you dork," she laughs. "Now get me another drink and take me to this thing before I lose my nerve and change my mind."
We walk the short distance down to the harbor, and as we get closer we can already hear the thumping music. It's not too late in the evening...maybe only an hour after sunset by now, but the place is already packed with a good mix of locals and tourists. Everyone is obviously in for a good time, dancing and drinking a good amount. As we get closer to the bar and stage, it's pretty loud and there are strobes and colored lights like a big show. I slide my hands down to V's hips and we start to sway to the music, getting a drink and gradually making our way up closer to the stage.
The guy who chatted us up earlier is the singer of the group, and when he spots us he points and gives me a big thumbs-up in the middle of the song. After a couple more tracks, the crowd is pretty worked up, and V is clearly more relaxed and not worried about what she's wearing. I'm enjoying the lustful looks she's consistently getting from all around, including members of the band, who can see us in the center of the dancefloor now that we've migrated even closer. Eventually we are with just a few other folks right at the edge of the stage, and I keep catching the singer looking down at V, no doubt enjoying the view he must be getting from up there.
A couple more songs in, and the band starts up a tune that must be a local favorite, since a whoop goes up in the room and the dancefloor gets even more packed. V is shaking her ass in a way that's driving me crazy, and my hands are sliding up to caress her tits through the tight dress as we move together. By this point the singer can't take his eyes off her, and she is returning his lustful looks as she can feel my hard cock grinding up against her ass. At a break in the vocals, he motions to both of us that we should get up on stage with the band.
"Should we?" V asks over her shoulder. But I'm way ahead of her, already climbing up on stage and reaching back to give her a lift.
The band keeps playing the hard, sultry groove, and the audience is in a frenzy as the singer brings up a few more people to join them on stage. We settle back into our rhythm with each other.