The flight had been long and Kate had slept most of the way after the 3:00 a.m. start, the frost thick on the ground when they left the UK. The doors of the aircraft hadn't even opened before they could feel the heat as they taxied to the terminal at Cancun. Even the hint of the temperature didn't prepare them for the full effect as they stepped from the air-conditioned aircraft into the terminal, the wall of heat almost bouncing them back into the aircraft.
Once Paul had gathered their bags from the carousel, they found the transfer coach to Playacar, the sweat building on their skin already, their clothes clinging to them, not that Paul minded the way Kate's dress clung to her slim frame.
Paul nudged Kate awake as they finally pulled up to the hotel. They checked in and made their way to find their room, taking a path that wandered through jungle to the row of buildings on either side for guests. Climbing the steps to the top floor, Kate opened the door and walked into the air-conditioned room.
Paul followed her in, propping the cases against the wardrobe, before crossing the room to open the door onto the balcony. Kate joined him, saying, "You should check out the size of the shower, definitely more than enough room..." before she took in the view before her. Looking out over jungle trees, she let him wrap his arms around her as he pointed out the monkeys in the treetops, the birds flying around and on the other side of the trees--just visible--a flock of flamingos on the small lake on the grounds.
His mouth moved down her neck. She moaned and leaned back against his shoulder for a moment before turning and walking back into the room. "Time for that later, we've not even looked around yet, come on."
After they met with the rep to find out which trips to do, they went for a wander, finding the bars, restaurants, pools and the beach, all based around the patch of jungle all the rooms overlooked.
As the sun was beating down and they weren't used to the temperature or the humidity, they headed back to the room after picking up a couple of drinks to take with them.
Kate sipped hers and she gasped with surprise. The rum had been poured in at about the same rate as the coke, making it much stronger than she'd expected or was used to. She sat out on the balcony and carried on drinking, the combination of the heat and the drink making her relax as she sank deeper into the chair and lifted her legs onto the railing.
Paul finished unpacking the suitcases and walked through the sliding doors to find her asleep again. He nudged her awake, not wanting her to burn on the first day. "Hey, you need sun lotion on out here, remember?"
She walked into the room behind him, her arms stretched upwards as she yawned and opened the top drawer, followed by the second where she found her bikinis. Picking one, she turned back to Paul sitting on the bed. "You'd best put some on me if I'm going to make the most of the beach." She lifted the dress over her head and let it drop to the floor and stood there in just a pair of silk and lace knickers.
Paul leant over the bed and picked up the lotion from the small table next to the pillow as she walked over to the bed and lay on her front. He climbed onto the bed, sitting on the backs of her legs, before squirting a line of lotion over her skin. She shrieked as the cold fluid hit her back but he made sure she couldn't squirm out from under him. She sank back into the duvet as she felt his hands moving over her, massaging her with slow, deliberate movements up and down her back.
He moved down the bed. Kate was drifting slowly to sleep but woke with a start as more lotion hit her long legs. Paul smoothed the lotion into one of her legs, beginning at the ankle and moving up to her knee before starting on the other leg. He felt her calf muscles relax in his hands.