Bar next to reception.

I decided the best option would be go head towards the main bar situated by the reception. I started walking up the small slope, adjusting my bikini on the way there and pulling a small wedgie out when nobody was watching. My 32DD boobs bounced freely as i jogged up the steps.

I got to the bar waited for a bartender to come over to me. It normally didn't take long for me to get served, I expected I would be even faster in the skimpy bikini I was in. Sure enough, I soon had bartenders falling over each other to take my order. "What can I get you madam?" The bartender said in his best English. He was a good looking fellow, he was tall and muscular with perfect olive skin and dark brown hair. Can I have 1 mojito please Sergio?" I said reading his name off of his chest.

As he prepared my cocktail for me, I noticed a man in his late 40's maybe early 50's had appeared next to me at the bar. I could see him in the corner of my eye looking me up and down. With his gaze finally setting on my chest making me feel rather uncomfortable. As I turned to face him he abruptly turned the opposite direction trying to brush off the fact he had been so blatantly staring at my boobs. He was about 5'10" with very tanned skin and dark blonde hair, he was wearing a light blue shirt, navy shorts and a pair of sandals.

"Here you are madam" said Sergio as he applied the finishing touches to my cocktail. "Thank you" I replied. As I reached to grab my mojito the man next to me turned around and said "Wow! That looks good! Waiter, may I have one too?". Sergio grabbed another glass and the man said "How are you doing? I'm Michael, what is that drink you've got? It looks incredible, I don't usually have cocktails as I'm not really that big of a drinker". I turned around to face him and his eyes went straight back to looking at my boobs. "I'm not sure it would be quite up your street hun it's a bit different to cider" I explained to him. "Oh I'm sure I'll be alright" he said back to me, not for one second breaking his vision on my tits. Sensing an opportunity to be rid of this pervert I decided to have a little fun with the old timer. "Tell you what Michael lets have a bet, let's see who can drink their mojito the fastest. But if I win you have to stop perving over me and making me feel uncomfortable", taken back Michael replied "urm okay, but if I win I get to take you back to my room and get you out of that bikini!". Arrogantly I agreed, this old man had just admitted he isn't a big drinker and I had been drinking these since I had turned 18 a couple of years back.

Sergio popped his mojito in front of Michael. He took it in his hand and on the count of 3, we both downed our drinks.