Fun In Cabo – Part 1

The spa had been closed for over an hour, and all the employees had left shortly after closing.  The cleaning crew would not show up until early morning, so we were there alone.  I was lying face down naked on a massage table, my legs spread apart.  Linda was also naked standing next to me with an old fashioned shaving mug and brush, along with a bowl of warm water.  She lathered up the soap and brushed it all over my ass and up my crack.  She picked up the straight razor and ran it up and down the strop a few times.“Now lie still, Carol, and don’t worry.  I am quite experienced at this.” I felt the first slide of the razor across my butt and forced myself to relax.  .She worked her way along one side of my ass crack and back up the other side, occasionally stopping to add a bit more lather or rinse off the razor.  When she saw I was still tensed up, Linda put the razor down.  I heard her reach for something and felt a warm liquid ooze between my cheeks.  Hoping it was not blood, I tried again to relax.  Then I felt her finger running up and down the valley between my cheeks and circling my hole.  With each circle, she added a bit more pressure against my rim, slowly penetrating me.  I had tried anal a few times in the past and had mixed reactions to it.In one instance, a guy with a huge cock had attempted it, but had not prepared me at all, and I had stopped him before he got very far.  I had had several women fuck me with their tongue or finger and found it neither terribly bad nor especially pleasing, so was willing to give it another try.  Linda and I had done a bit of making out a little earlier that evening and when she saw I was only trimmed, had insisted on shaving me.  I was already aroused so had agreed, but that was before I found out she was going to use a straight razor.  I closed my eyes as I felt her finger push past my ring and further in.  Then she was fucking me and I heard myself moaning in response.Linda leaned in and kissed the back of my neck, then worked her way down my back and planted kisses all over my ass.  Her finger continued working in and out of my hole until I suddenly climaxed.  I was quite surprised as I had really not felt it coming.  I heard Linda laugh.  She pulled her finger out, and I felt more warm liquid.  I felt something hard push against my hole, then heard a pop as whatever it was passed my ring.  From looking at sex toy sites I guessed it was some sort of butt plug.  Linda tapped against it and felt little twinges of pleasure in my ass and pussy.  I closed my eyes again and thought back a couple of weeks.I hadn’t heard from her since a few years after college.  She was the roommate of a friend of mine and a junior.  It was an odd pairing as they did not normally room an upperclassman with a freshman, but a shortage of rooms and an issue with her previous roommate had resulted in the pairing.  Linda and I hit it etlik escort off right away and I spent a lot of time with her and my friend Barb, often hanging out in the Student Union with a bunch of her friends.  We were the cool freshmen getting to hang out with the upperclassmen.  She was a bit of a wild child and drove a cherry red Mustang convertible.  Her father owned a successful tool and die shop and factory, so she was also a bit spoiled.  Though I did not realize it at the time, in retrospect I think she had made a few passes at me.  At the time, I had not yet discovered that I was bisexual and did not respond, so she must have figured I was straight.  Another reason I really did not think about it much, was that she was engaged to a guy at the time.  We had stayed in contact for awhile, and then had lost touch when I moved out of state.Anyway, the invitation was there in the mail one day.  There was a handwritten letter from her as well as an updated picture.  She had matured into a beautiful woman.  She had divorced a few years back, but had faired quite well.  Linda had opened her own spa business and was very successful with five of her own locations.  After that, she had begun franchising them and already had twenty franchises opened in three states, with another four in various stages of completion.  She had decided to open another of her own, going international for the first time, opening it in Cabo San Lucas.  She remembered I had always talked about taking a long vacation there, so was inviting me as her guest.  She included a first class ticket to fly there and had arranged for a limo to pick me up when I arrived.  She said she had sort of kept track of me over time, and thought this was a perfect time to catch up.Since it was only a week away, I had to scramble to make arrangements to take the time off work, find someone to check in on my cat, put a hold on my mail, and use up the food in my fridge.  Luckily, my passport was up to date, so that detail was covered.  It was to be a ten day trip so I needed to make sure all my bills were paid and go shopping for a new swimsuit and some other clothes as well.  I needed to get a haircut and my eyebrows threaded. I had also gotten engaged while in college, but had come to my senses before we married.  I had finally realized that I was bisexual, and wanted to sleep with women as well as men.  My fiancé did not feel the same way and gave me an ultimatum.  I knew I would not be happy just ignoring my lesbian side for the rest of my life, so we called it off.  After accepting the invitation, I was reminiscing and that is when I realized that Linda must have been bisexual as well.   The fact that she had kept track of me, and was now inviting me to the grand opening as her guest really got me to thinking.  All sorts of scenarios flew through my mind, but I guessed I would keçiören escort just have to wait to find out what was going on.I barely slept the night before I was leaving.  My neighbor had offered to drive me to the airport as well as check on my cat.  It was to be an early flight, so it was still dark when I woke up.  I had some toast and coffee, knowing breakfast would be served on the plane.  I threw the last minute items into my carry on, double checked to make sure I had my ticket, passport and money, and two cameras.  I heard my neighbor’s beep, so I grabbed both bags and headed out the door after giving Max a few last strokes goodbye and assuring him that Judy would check in on him frequently.  I threw the suitcase in her trunk and the carry on in the back seat and piled into the front seat.  At that time of the morning, the traffic was fairly light and we made it to the airport in about 20 minutes.I grabbed my bags and headed inside.  The first class check-in line was nearly empty and it took just a few minutes to get my bag checked and my boarding pass.  The first class line for security was also very short, so I soon found myself headed for the gate.  I stopped to pick up a couple of magazines and another cup of coffee, then settled in at the gate waiting to board.  At one point, they announced the plane would soon be arriving at the gate, and once the cabin had been prepped, they would begin boarding.  I strolled over to the window to watch the planes landing and taking off, and before I knew it, they announced that special needs and first class passengers would be boarding in about five minutes.  A couple with two small children and a woman with a baby got up and in line.  An older couple where the man was using a walker also got up, as well as about a half dozen or so other people.  I gathered my belongings and joined the line.  Soon I found myself in one of the dozen or so first class seats.  An attendant helped put my carry on in the overhead bin and asked if I wanted anything to drink.Since the door was between first class and the main cabin, once seated, there were no people walking past us down the aisle.  This was my first time flying in first class and it was amazing; roomy seats and plenty of legroom.  I usually flew Business Class, but this was even better. .One attendant dedicated to the five of us in first class, and beverages served in actual glasses and cups.  Pretty soon, they were going through the safety procedures and announcing we would be leaving the gate shortly.  We were third in line to takeoff, so I was soon on my way to what I hoped would be a dream vacation.  I was looking forward to seeing Linda again and see if there was still a connection there.  After being served a lovely omelet, toast and jam, and a tasty bowl of fresh fruit, I looked out the window for a bit, then drifted off kızılay escort to sleep. I awoke a while later and finished browsing through one of the magazines I had purchased.  The attendant was quite solicitous, checking on the five of us quite often.  Before I knew if, they were announcing we were on final approach.  Looking out the window, I got my first look at the peninsula, the Pacific Ocean and the Gulf of California.  As we approached the airport, I got a closer and closer look at the resorts in the area.  It occurred to me that I did not even know where I would be staying.  Linda’s spa was a day spa, so I knew it wouldn’t be there, but other than that, I had no clue.  This was truly going to be an adventure.  After landing, I claimed my bag and made my way through Customs.As I came out the other side, I saw a woman in a black suit and hat holding a sign with my name.  As I walked up to her, she welcomed me to Cabo and took my suitcase from me.  We walked out to an SUV style limo where she put the bag into the trunk, then opened the door for me.  I climbed into the back with my carry on and settled in.  The driver introduced herself as Maria and said Miss Linda was going to be busy until a bit later that afternoon.  She had instructions to drive me around the area first if I wished and show me some of the sites, or take me to “el casa” first and wait to drive me around then if I wished,  I told her that I would love to see some sites and dug one of my cameras out of my carry on.  Maria proved to be quite the tour guide, taking me to a few breathtaking “off the beaten path” areas. We also hit a few of the tourist areas and I got a lesson in how to properly bargain with the locals.  At one point, we took what could barely be called a road and ended up on a bluff with magnificent views of the Gulf, several small islands and the ferry going to the mainland of Mexico.  Maria said that Miss Linda had told her I liked to take photos and that I was quite good.  Maria went to the trunk and removed a cooler and a blanket.  She spread the blanket out on the grass and produced some plates and some local food.  She explained each dish as she served it to me.  I insisted she take off her jacket, tie, and hat and join me, but she said she was on the job and that would be inappropriate.  Maria served me a glass of the best Sangria I had tasted in quite some time. Finally, she said it was time to go back to “el casa”.  I still wasn’t sure if she was referring to an actual house or if that was the name of a hotel.We got back into the car and navigated the road back down the hill.  Several times, she stopped and pointed out various birds.  I stood up inside the car and took pictures through the sunroof opening.  We finally got back to the main road and drove past several resorts and hotels and into a residential area.  Maria pulled into a gated area and to the front of a huge home.  The landscaping was impeccable and the house was made of adobe with a red clay roof.  As soon as she stopped the car, a man exited the house and opened the car door for me.  Another servant came out of the house and led me inside, while the first man got my suitcase.