When I opened my eyes, the light was streaming through the window. I looked around for a clock, but could not spot one. I finally dug my phone out of my purse and checked the time. It was only a bit after 8am, but late for me as I was usually up and running (literally) by 6am. I found my running clothes and strapped on my shoes, then made my way to the kitchen. Olivia was there and told me Linda had left for an early morning meeting, but would be home for the midday meal around 2pm. I was free to use the pool or her private gym or if I wanted to go somewhere, Olivia would call Maria who would drive me wherever I wished. If I wanted something to eat, I only needed to ask, and someone would fix it for me.
I told her I wanted to go for a run, and after putting the address of the house in my phone and getting Linda’s mobile number, plus the house phone number into my phone as well, I put on my headphones and took off. The roads were rather winding, but by basing my direction on the sun, I felt I was keeping a handle on my location. After I had been out about 45 minutes, I decided to start heading back. After several wrong turns, I finally consulted the GPS on my phone and made it back home in about thirth five more minutes. Olivia was waiting for me at the door and looked quite worried, fearing I had gotten lost or hit and was lying in a ditch somewhere. I told her I was ok and would like to see the gym, and then maybe go for a swim. I did some upper body work, then about thirty laps in the pool, and then showered.
I made my way back to the kitchen and one of the maids pointed to the coffee pot. I nodded and she poured me a mug. In very broken English, she asked if I wanted anything to eat. I spotted some sweet rolls and pointed to one of them. Olivia came in and asked me again if I wanted anything else to eat or drink. When I said no, she explained that their big meal was served around 2pm and that Linda would be home a bit before that, and asked what I wanted to do until then. I told her that I would go walking along the beach for a while, and set off down the path to the water. After marking which set of stairs led back up to her house, I headed down to the water. I walked a couple of miles down the beach, taking my time and looking for shells and shark’s teeth. I had my smaller camera, and took a lot of pictures of waves and of porpoises frolicking close to shore.
I finally turned around and headed back, keeping an eye out for the scarf I had tied at the bottom of the stairs. When I spotted it, I headed back to the house. I let Olivia know I was back and went to freshen up and change. It was already after 1pm, so by the time I made my way back to the dining area, it was nearly 2pm. Linda was already there and sipping on a lemonade. She offered me one and then we sat down. She asked about my day, though I guessed she had already gotten a synopsis. She told me she would draw me a map of a good route to run, where I would be safe. She said she had to go back to the spa after the meal for a bit to look after a few last minute details for the grand opening. The spa had actually been open for about a month to work out any bugs and get all the workers trained, but a big blowout was planned with newspaper coverage and local dignitaries in attendance. A couple of the local business had given away some free treatments and winners could redeem their prizes starting tomorrow. I was welcome to join her, then she would take me on a drive around Cabo to see the sites at night.
After a traditional comida we rested up for a bit, then headed into town. I was not the least bit surprised to see Linda was still driving a cherry red Mustang convertible. She said it was the same one from college. Every year, she took it in to have all the little dings and marks pounded out and fixed. And now she left it there in Cabo, so it didn’t get much use. Climbing into that car brought back memories of drives home on holidays and some weekends, as my parents’ house was on her way home. She still drove like a madman, but it was a blast to be back in that car. We pulled up in front of the spa and she threw her keys to the valet.
The spa was a hive of activity, with her manager tossing out instructions in Spanish. Linda went into her office after calling over one of the girls to give me the ten dollar tour. The girl, who said her name was Theresa spoke decent English. She said that Miss Linda required all her employees to speak passable English as she was right between several resorts and hoped to get some of the spa business for services they did not provide as well as catering to the locals. Theresa took me through each area and explained the different services in each one. The spa had been offering special pricing for the past month so the workers could have people to practice on. Finally, she returned me to Linda’s office.
While I was being given the tour, the front reception area had been transformed. Tables with pristine white tablecloths were along one wall, and would be covered with food and flower arrangements tomorrow. A rainbow of colored balloons festooned the entrance welcoming people in. An area had been set up for photo ops. Name tags were neatly lined up on the counter for the various people expected to attend the grand opening. A few more things were expected to be delivered yet tonight before closing, but Linda was leaving her manager in charge of that.
We left the spa and took off again in the ‘Tang and headed to the hills. Dusk would be falling soon and Linda said the sunsets were quite beautiful. We parked on a bluff overlooking the Pacific Ocean and reminisced about our school days. At one point, Linda leaned over and kissed me. It was a long passionate kiss and she buried her tongue deep in my mouth. I wrapped my hands in her hair and held her tight to me. I let go with one hand and reached between us, squeezing her breast. In response, she ran her hand up my dress and pushed my panties aside. When she felt that I had pubic hair, she smiled.
“We may have to fix that.”
I told her that my last girlfriend had liked my bush fairly closely cropped, but that I found that just a bit itchy at times, so I had let it grow out a bit after we ended the relationship. I still kept it trimmed, but had not been clean shaven in ages. All she did was start up the car and head back to town. We parked in a little garage next to the spa and she let us inside by a side door. And that is how I found myself lying naked and face down on a massage table with a butt plug up my ass. Suddenly I realized Linda was talking to me.
“Hey, where did you go?”
“Just thinking is all.”
“Well turn over. Your butt is nice and smooth. Time to get the rest of you that way.“
I turned over and she leaned down and kissed each tit. When she gave each one a little nip and I moaned, she just smiled and gave each tit a little harder bite. Her kisses worked their way down over my mound and she kissed my clit. Then she placed a warm towel over my pussy mound and began lathering up the shaving cream again. After removing the towel, she thoroughly worked the lather into my bush. Then sharpening the razor, she carefully shaved me smooth. Every so often she would rinse the soap off, lather me up again, sharpen the razor. and shave some more. Finally, she was satisfied with her work and rinsed me off completely, making sure to tap the butt plug every once in a while. Next she worked some lotion into my freshly shaven skin, including my ass. Then she slid down between my legs and proceeded to lick suck and tongue fuck me to an intense orgasm.
”God, I have wanted to do that to you since the first time you walked into my room in college! Why don’t we head back to the house and have a bit more fun?”
After dressing and putting away the shaving paraphernalia, we hopped into the Mustang and headed back to her house. I had forgotten about the butt plug until we hit the first bump. After that I think she aimed for every bump and hole in the road she saw and sped up as she hit them. We pulled up in front of the house and Linda left the car running as we walked into the house. The male servant that had carried my bag inside earlier went outside and I assumed, put the car away as I heard it drive off. She led me down the hall to her bedroom. My bedroom was dwarfed by hers, and her bathroom, which had glass walls had to be at least twice the size of the one in my room.
I was pretty horny so as soon as she shut the door, I was pulling my dress off and kicking my sandals across the room. Linda was way ahead of me, already naked and opening a drawer of toys. I pushed her down on the bed and planted myself firmly between her legs. I wet two fingers and slid them up and down her slit, then plunged them inside her. My mouth covered her clit and sucked it deep into my mouth as I got my first taste of her. Her low moan told me everything I needed to know as my fingers twisted and curled inside her. Each time I pulled them out, I felt her walls try to grab them and hold them in. Her pussy was warm and soaking wet, her juices coating my hand. I pressed in a third finger inside her and was rewarded with her hips pushing up hard against my hand.
The tip of my tongue continued teasing her clit even as I was sucking on it. Her hands were now gripping the sheets and her hips were moving rhythmically up and down. I matched my fingers to her pace and with my free hand, squeezed her boobs. I could tell from her breathing, that she was getting close. I slipped in a fourth finger and pushed down to my knuckles and stopped. My mouth still covered her clit, but I stopped licking, just keeping my teeth clenched around it. She stopped as well, but after a few seconds, she began squirming, then moaning “please, please”. After a few more seconds, I started up again in earnest, and soon felt her tense up, then explode. I kept my mouth firmly locked on her clit, while plunging my hand into her down to the thumb joint, then pulling out to my fingertips and then back in. Her breathing was coming in rapid bursts and grunts.
Her hips were gyrating and bouncing up and down and I thought she was going to rip the sheets right off the bed. Finally, she grabbed my head and pushed it away. Slowly, she stopped jerking and her panting subsided.
“Fuck me!”
“I think I just did… and apparently quite well.