Jan and Mark boarded their plane in mid-morning. They didn't need to check any luggage, because they had agreed that where they were going would not require a lot of clothes. Just over two hours later, the couple cleared customs in Cancun and boarded Playa del Maya's courtesy van. By three o'clock, they were standing at the registration desk. "Welcome to Playa del Maya," Juan said as they signed in. "We are happy that you chose our resort and hope you enjoy your stay with us. If I can be of service, please call for me or for my amigo, Pepe. One of us is on duty every day."
Mark thanked Juan and a youngster sporting a wide smile put their bags on his cart. Motioning with his hand, he asked them to follow him. "He can't be more than eighteen," Jan whispered as they were led to their room. "Little or no English, I guess."
The young bellboy opened the door to a spacious room and opened the sheer drapes. The view was spectacular! Their suite was on the ground floor, overlooking the pool deck and the azure sea. A seawall obscured the beach itself, but the flowers and seascape were breathtaking. "Oh, Mark, I love it!" Jan gushed. "This is like a dream...like a fantasy come true."
Mark tipped the bellboy and turned to take his wife in his arms. "I told them that I wanted the room with the most romantic view," he said as he hugged her to him. "I want this vacation to be something we will remember for the rest of our lives."
"So far, so good," Jan replied with a loving wink. "I can hardly believe that we're here. Just look at this room. Look at our big bed, and take a look at the oversized tub and shower. I wonder where they got all this beautiful stone?"
Mark beamed. "Easy, lover, it's too soon to get carried away. We've only seen our room. Let's check out the pool and beach."
Jan looked over Mark's shoulder and through the open sliding door. A young couple strolled down the wide walkway just outside their room. "Oh my God," Jan gasped, "there's a couple right outside our patio...and they're naked!"
Mark turned his head just in time to see two white rear ends disappear around a turn in the walk. Both had straw hats above and sandals below...nothing in between. "Shit, I missed them," he grunted. "I guess we're in the right place, eh?"
"Our first clothing optional contact, and you missed the show," Jan kidded. "I'm sure you will have plenty of opportunities to ogle women in the next ten days."
Mark patted his wife on the rear and began to hang up his clothes. "Let's get our stuff put away and go check out the pool and beach," he said over his shoulder. "I want to see if the other guests are like the ones we just saw."
Jan put her clothes away quickly, making sure Mark didn't see anything but her sun dresses. "Cute dresses," Mark said as she put the dresses on hangars. "You'll look pretty sexy in them."
"That's the idea, isn't it?" Jan countered. "Those tight shorts of yours don't exactly hide much, you know."
Mark slipped his shorts and underwear off and stood naked as he rummaged in his bag. He finally pulled on a pair of blue trunks and put on his sunglasses. Jan was changing in the bathroom. She emerged wearing one of Mark's big T-shirts and her sandals. "Ready to go exploring," she announced.
"Let's go find a shop and get a couple of straw hats," Mark suggested as they closed the door to their room.
The resort had a well-stocked shop with hats and plenty of sunscreen lotion. Jan leaned down to pick a plastic bottle of lotion. She treated Mark and the stocky cashier to a nice view of her bikini-clad ass. Mark smiled at the cashier. "It's our first day," he explained, feeling that the cashier had expected to see a bare bottom. "Ah, bueno," was the cashier's grinning response.
From the shop, the newcomers made their way through the lobby and outside to the pool deck. The dozen or so couples lazing around the pool seemed to pay no attention as they strolled across the spacious poolside. Mark did notice that the women were all topless and two of the women nude, stretched out on their tummies with their rear ends soaking up the sun's rays.
They walked by the tall waterfall that fed into the pool and encountered the swim-up bar. The two couples sitting on sunken stools were naked and chatting together as they sipped tall drinks. "Well, it looks like we've found the action," Jan whispered. One of the men at the bar noticed them and waved before returning his attention to the two nude women. Mark nodded to the man and Jan smiled as she caught him checking her out.
"Let's see what the beach is like before we decide where to sit," Mark suggested. Jan held his hand and they soon found the steps leading to the white sand beach. There were more couples scattered on the sand, some under bright colored umbrellas. Jan drew a deep breath and noticed that those on the beach were completely nude.
"It's a nude beach all right," Mark chuckled as he scanned the closest naked women. He was also aware of how overdressed he and his wife appeared. "Maybe we'd better go back up to the pool," he suggested.
Jan's eyes scanned over the naked bodies and took notice of several of the men who appeared to be napping. Her sunglasses provided a shield so the men couldn't see her eyes. "Yeah, we're overdressed and we didn't bring towels with us."
Returning to the pool deck, Jan led the way to a pair of lounge chairs close to the bar. "Let's have a drink first, okay?" she suggested. "All the exposure made my throat dry."
Mark smiled, made his way to the walk up side of the bar, and ordered two Pina Coladas. He signed for the drinks and again nodded to the two couples sitting at the swim up side of the bar. The women paused and gave him the once-over before returning to their conversation. "At least most of the other guests are in our age range," he mused as he walked back to his wife.
