My wife and I were staying at a resort in Cancun with a group of friends. We had been there for a few days and were having a great time. Our group was sitting in the lobby and had just finished watching a show with some local entertainment. Kathy had walked over to talk to the DJ, to ask the name of a song he had played. I was watching the crew break down the show when she walked up and put her hand on my shoulder. I stood up and the two of us started to walk across the lobby.
We were walking across the lobby when she turned to me and said, "Pretty sure I just got hit on." I was a little surprised, but this woman loves to flirt -- my first thought was that the DJ had said something to her. But she turned and looked back to where we had been sitting. There was a tall, thin younger man sitting on his own looking back at us. "Oh, yep. That's for sure what is happening," she told me as she turned back to me.
My imagination is instantly on fire. The picking up a stranger scenario has always thrilled me. Kathy and I have discussed it a few times, but she didn't seem to see it as something that would work out for her. But now, here we are in Mexico, 2000 miles from home. Maybe, just maybe...
We have played with others before, people we met online. But we always got to know them first -- chatting online, meeting them for drinks, and then discussing whether it was someone we actually wanted to explore further. This was someone she knew nothing about! I certainly wasn't going to push her about it, she knew it was a fantasy for me but he had to make that final decision. I smile at her and say "Whatever you want to do babe. If you want to go talk to him, go talk with him." She looked worried as she told me, "Yeah, but talking is going to lead to other things, and is that what we want?" I note that she didn't say "may" lead to other things, was that a slip on her part? I tell her, "Entirely up to you. I do not want to sway you in any direction. I'll support you in whatever you want."
She rewarded me with a big smile and "Okay. I want. I'm going to go see if he's still around." I let her know I would go meet our friends at the sports bar and tell them she was chatting with someone she met earlier in the day. I did tell her to text me what was happening. I got to the bar where our group was playing pool and told them she would be along in a bit. They accepted it without question, they knew she made friends easily and would show up eventually.
She would fill me in on the details later that night about the next parts. She walked back into the atrium and spotted him sitting alone at the lobby bar talking to the bartender. She stood off to the side without saying anything, waiting for him to realize she was there. She quietly checked him out; he was attractive, in his early 30s, well over 6 feet tall, with brown hair and a short beard. She can see a tattoo on his arm. He's wearing cargo shorts and a pink T-shirt. After a moment, he looks up and sees her and his eyes widen in surprise. "Why are you drinking alone?", she asked him. He jumped up and told her, "I don't want to be! Let me get you a chair." He grabbed a chair from a table and set it down next to his. Kathy sat down next to him and he asked what she was drinking. She tells him a tequila sunrise; no surprise here, as some have found before, tequila is a pathway to getting her naked.
They introduce themselves, his name is Brian and he's from North Carolina. She guesses he may be ex-military. Kathy tells him she is there with a group of friends and will be there another 3 days. He and his wife just arrived at the resort today for seven days. She fell asleep early and he was bored, he expected to be partying with her right now. He likes to stay busy. The mention of a wife is disheartening to her, we prefer to play with single guys and avoid drama and guilt. She tells him that she is there with her husband, knowing that he watched us leave together a little earlier. "Where is he? Is he watching me right now?", he asks, looking around. She tells him, "No, but he'd like to be."
He checks her out for the third or fourth time; head to toe, eyes lingering on her impressive cleavage. "I don't have anything to offer but this," he says, gesturing up and down his body, "it's big though, and you'll like it.". Another turn-on for Kathy, self-confidence makes her hot. She smiles and tells him, "Oh yeah? I like a confident man."
She tells me later that she is torn, she is sure that he would be a lot of fun. He didn't bat an eye when she mentioned me. But that wife is nagging at her. Kathy stands up and cups his face with her hands leans in and kisses him. Long and deep, tongues exploring each other. "Maybe you should go upstairs to your wife." she sighs and walks away. One look back and he's watching her leave, his face crestfallen.
Kathy walks into the bar where I'm hanging out with our friends. I can see that she is not happy and I break off from them. I meet her halfway and we find a quiet place to talk.
She fills me in on everything that has happened and I can tell that she is really regretting that it isn't going to work out. We had talked about things not counting when we are on vacation, we can break some of our rules as long as we are both OK with it. I say to her again, "No judgment babe. Do what you want to do. Why don't you go see if he's still around? Text me." She kisses me and I can taste him and tequila in her mouth. She looks at me, nods, and hurries out the door.
She walks across the lobby seeing if she can spot him. He is no longer at the lobby bar. She walks out the rear doors and stands on the patio overlooking the pools and the ocean. She can hear the waves and feel a steady breeze. The moon and stars are out and it feels like she can see forever. She looks to the right and there he is sitting on a lounger by the pool. He sees her and gets to his feet as she walks to him. He comes over, standing very close; "I was looking for you." She's looking up and him and he is at least 6'3'. He leans down and kisses her, she describes it to me later as intense and greedy. They both want more and there is no longer any doubt in her mind. They stand there in an embrace for several minutes, both of them running their hands up and down each other's bodies as they continue to kiss. It finally breaks and they walk back into the bar area, sit at a table, and she tells him to get them shots.
She and I text each other almost simultaneously.
Kathy --Â He is pretty drunk.
Lee -Â If you find him, I think it would be better if I just watched. I'll be right there for touch if needed. Maybe should stick to just a blow job - unlikely he has condoms.
Kathy -Â Oh
Lee --Â Up to you babe.
He sees her phone as he comes back with tequila. "Who are you texting?", he asks. "My husband. Telling him to meet us at the room.", she replies. He states strongly, "Watching only, no touching." She is disappointed, when we play, we like everyone participating equally. We both enjoy bi-play, but that isn't what this is about tonight. We have talked about this scenario, but neither of us thought it would really happen. She knows I will be OK with this.
Kathy --Â Come to the room, Watching, no touching.
Lee --Â You're not already there? Will I be able to touch you?
This was all new to us. I was hoping they weren't already in the room. And it was important to me that I could touch her occasionally to reassure her I was there and OK with what was going on. I excused myself from our friends and headed towards the room.
Kathy stands up and tells him to come on. "So where are we going?", he asks. She tells him, "To the gift shop, unless you have condoms on you." Again with the self-confidence, "Baby, I'm fixed we don't need any condoms!" I know she smiled to herself at that point. They head for the elevators.