When Jack and Lisa, friends from my college days, asked me to be the photographer for their wedding I was more than happy to oblige. I had been doing wedding photography on the side for about five years and was getting more and more comfortable with my results. Little did I know that this assignment would be quite different from all the rest.
The wedding date was fast approaching and to be honest, it couldn't have come at a better time. It was a destination wedding in Cancun. I had been working long hours, broke off a long term relationship four months back and the major snow storm that just hit town was more than enough to get me pumped for the big event.
I arrived at the resort on Thursday evening, a few days later than most of the guests and the wedding party. While I was checking in, Jack and Lisa met me in the lobby to make sure I was all set. I had told them when they asked me to be the photographer that my gift to them was not to charge them a thing. They insisted on at least paying for my room. Jack made sure the desk clerk knew to bill my room to the wedding party. They told me to get settled and then head down to the pool area as we were getting together for a cocktail social.
The bellman grabbed my stuff and we headed to the room, explaining all the benefits of the resort along the way. I opened the door to the room and was quite surprised. Jack and Lisa had upgraded my room to a suite overlooking the ocean. My apartment back home was smaller than this suite. What a nice touch, I thought. I put away most of my things and headed straight for the pool.
Lisa waved to me from the corner of the pool area and motioned to come on over. The whole gang was there....their two bridesmaids and groomsmen, several friends from each side of the family, Jack's mom, dad and Lisa's mom, Pam. Lisa's father passed away about two years ago and Pam was the only single attendee besides myself. Jack had often told me how hot his future mother-in-law was but I had no idea she was this good looking. She was smoking hot and the pink bikini she was wearing left nothing to the imagination. Her breasts spilled out on top and it looked like her legs went on forever with the high cut bottoms she was wearing.
"Nice to meet you," she said.
"It's my pleasure Pam. I have heard many nice things about you, "I replied.
"Has Jack been telling his stories again?" she asked.
I nervously chuckled and began explaining to Pam how I knew Jack and Lisa. The rest of the evening we all sat around the pool drinking and telling stories about the good old days. During the conversation Pam kept giving Jack and Lisa a hard time about being the only one with a room in the "Tower" section of the resort. They explained numerous times to Pam that she had a suite and that's the only section of the resort that housed that room type. They must have forgotten that my suite was in that section as well. With the rehearsal and dinner approaching the next day, we all decided to make it an early evening and started to head back to our rooms.
"I am in that section as well Pam," I said. "Would you like me to walk with you?"
"That would be great, " she replied.
Pam and I exchanged small talk on the way to our suites. She told me about how her late husband and she were married at eighteen and a couple of years later they had Lisa. I knew Lisa was my age so that had put Pam right around fifty years old. Pam did not look her age and I told her so in a flirtatious way. She giggled at my comment and thanked me for the compliment. I told her that I had recently broken off a long term relationship and was happy with my life at present. She returned with a flirtatious compliment of her own, something along the lines of a good looking young guy like me should have no problem with finding ladies. I appreciated the comment but a long term relationship was the furthest from my mind. The only thing I could think of at the moment was how bound and determined I was that Pam and I hook up during this trip.
We got to the elevator and I had asked where her suite was located. She told me the 10th floor, same floor as mine. As we exited the elevator I started walking towards my suite and noticed that Pam was right beside me. We were not only on the same floor but had adjoining suites.
"Here it is, suite 1006," she said.
"I am right next door in 1008," I answered.
"It's good to know that I have someone to watch over me next door," she said with a wicked smile. "Have a good evening. See you in the morning."
With that, her door swung shut. When I got in my suite I put the rest of my things away and decided to take a long hot soak in the whirlpool tub. As I soaked in the tub all I could think about was Pam in that bikini. My cock was growing hard with every dirty thought and my balls were aching for release. I started stroking with a long slow motion imagining Pam's lips wrapped around my cock. I laid back, closed my eyes and continued my stroking. I have to admit, I only lasted about five minutes before I was ready to explode. I stood up and imagined Pam's face near my crotch asking me to cum on her face. I stood there for about thirty seconds as my spasms continued to pump out my semen, so much that I was weak in the knees and almost fell. I hopped into the shower and cleaned up.
I reached into the mini bar, grabbed a beer and headed to the balcony. This tropical weather was just what I needed, enjoying the sounds of the ocean waves crashing the beach under the moonlit sky. I could hear Pam's television from next door out on the balcony as she must have had the sliding doors open. It was rather loud and distracting but not enough for me to say anything. I went in and grabbed another beer and headed back out onto the balcony. Pam must have decided to get some sleep as the television noise was gone. The new noise that was about to come from her suite was music to my ears.
I was about ready to call it a night and get some sleep when I heard a faint, low moaning sound coming from Pam's room. This continued for a few moments and was starting to get louder and higher pitched. In between moans I could faintly make out a buzzing sound, which also changed pitch. Was this for real? Was I listening to Pam masturbating with a vibrator? My cock sprang to immediate attention and I pulled it out from underneath my boxers. I was stroking my cock in unison with Pam's masturbatory motions. The alternating moans and vibrating sounds continued for about ten minutes. I could tell she was about ready to orgasm so I timed mine almost to the second. Her last high pitched moan lasted about twenty seconds as I came to her sounds of release. I had forgotten that I was out on the balcony of my suite, jacking off for plenty to see if anyone were to be watching. I climbed into bed and got the best sleep I had in a long time.
I slept in late the next morning as all I needed to do was show up at the rehearsal and start taking pictures. I checked some emails, made a phone call to the office and relaxed most of the day. I showered, got ready and headed down to the courtyard where everyone would be for the rehearsal.
Pam looked absolutely stunning in a short, beige colored skirt and silk blouse ensemble. Her blouse was just sheer enough for me to make out the silhouette of her bra. Her skirt was quite tight with a slit running up the front. She was showing quite a bit of leg when she sat down crossing and uncrossing her gorgeous stems. As I was taking pictures of the rehearsal and dinner events, I focused my lens quite a few times on Pam. I managed to get some great shots of her in that skirt with those legs opened up a bit. I couldn't wait to get back to the room to check out those shots.
We sat around and had quite a few drinks after dinner at the lobby bar. We all were getting pretty loose and some started dancing. Pam grabbed me from my chair and started dancing with me. I am not the best dancer but went along with the opportunity. We had a great time, many laughs and a few too many drinks. As things started to wind down, I noticed Pam sitting in the corner talking with Lisa. I headed over to let Pam know I was heading to the room. As I approached, Pam got up and headed to the bar for another drink.
"Your mom is having a good time, isn't she," I said to Lisa.
"She sure is. I have not seen her this happy in quite some time." She replied. "She sure thinks the world of you and can't stop saying enough about how nice you are."
"She is a great lady, " I stated.
"I really think she has had enough to drink though. Can you please take her back to her room?" asked Lisa.
As requested, I went over to the bar and sat down next to Pam. I told her I was heading back to the room and asked if she wanted to take the walk together. She poured her drink in a plastic cup and off we went. We made more small talk as we walked back to the rooms and as we approached the door she dropped her key card. When she bent over to pick it up, I could not believe what I was witnessing. Through that tight skirt I could plainly see the welts of her garter strap where her stockings were attached. My cock began to harden at the site. She straightened up, opened her door and turned around.
