Cindy M. - A faithful wife?

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This story is a 90% true story; some memory blanks I have were filled out by me using my imagination.

This is a slow burner - Real life seduction is often like that.

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The first time I saw Cindy, she was walking quickly through the Blue Parrot Bar (Playa del Carmen), a bit restless, walking around much more than other people, like she was nervous, perhaps searching for something, being in a hurry, or perhaps in heat.

About 1.70 m (5.6?), brunette, slender, with a very nice tan, perhaps 10% of Creole blood (because of her brown hair); otherwise, it was hard to say what mixed races she had in her blood. Latte macchiato, I would say,

Same with her age; hard to tell how old she was, probably between 24 and 30? No facial wrinkles, very vibrant and supple skin, and her perky breasts were between a C and D cup, but I am not an expert on this. They were, however, proud, pointing forward and not hanging!

She was wearing a small top with thin straps (I did not see a bra) and a short skirt with a thong under it, matching the Caribbean environment: not slutty but sexy.

It was somewhere around 11 PM, and as she walked by again, the girl behind her asked her something, using her first name, Cindy. So, a couple of minutes later, as she was standing alone, her friend not in sight, I decided to use some reversed psychology and spoke to her, asking, "Cindy, what is the name of your friend?"

She looked surprised and asked me, "How do you know my name?"

I said that it was not so important, but that I liked her girlfriend perhaps a little bit more than I liked her. This, of course, triggered her by asking me what I didn't like about her, so I said that she is very pretty, has a great body (she wore a flimsy top and a tight skirt), and has a great tan but is a bit restless, as if she hasn't had a proper workout in bed lately... (I added a nice flirting grin while saying this).

She enjoyed the compliment but didn't know how to react to the bad workout part and kept her cool.

I kept talking to her and asked if she was alone on vacation or if she had any company, besides her one friend. She said they were a group of 6 couples, all enjoying a ten-day vacation together, and this was the first night.

“Where is your husband?”

Cindy mumbled something I didn’t catch, but she looked a bit disappointed. Later on, I understood he was at the resort.

Of course, I used this situation, telling her, being such a pretty woman, I would never leave her side, neither here nor in bed. Adding many more compliments such as "perfectly balanced body shape," "her breasts had the perfect size matching her cute little butt," and "and a smile plus eyes to die for. " This went in as honey, and she started to be much more interested in me than before, getting all that attention.

“Can I smell your perfume?” I asked.

“Sure!” And she held her neck towards my face.

I put my face close to her neck, inhaling a very sexy, musky kind of perfume.

“Mmmhh.” I praised her, quickly kissing her soft neck.

She laughed. “Are you a bad boy?”

“Only with you," I flirted.

“Would you like another kiss?” I boldly asked.

She gave me a flirty look, but first, she looked around, and as the coast was clear, she looked at me and nodded.

I gave her neck a soft kiss again, making sure it didn’t last too long in case her friend would come back. Her smell was intoxicating.

She didn’t moan, but I felt she was close to doing so.

“Did you like me kissing like that?”

She nodded again, and just then, her friend came back, giving me a weird look.

Cindy introduced her, but I forgot her name, and she kind of acted a little bit protective. We switched to chatting about neutral things such as vacation and going to the beach, and Cindy told me which resort they were staying in, which was right next door to the resort where I worked at the dive center.

“How about we meet at Noon, in front of your resort, on the beach?” I asked, knowing that having her friend here at the bar would make it impossible to flirt, and I had a feeling she wouldn’t leave Cindy alone anymore.

Cindy agreed right away, and her friend didn’t like it at all. I gave Cindy a kiss on the cheek, saying goodbye, and "See you tomorrow.”

To be continued.