On our vacation with my wife Tia, I wrote the rules. Constant intoxication and no underwear. We took a late night flight. On the plane to Cancun, Mexico, Tia and I sat in first class. We ordered several glasses of champagne. The flight attendants were nice to us and eventually gave us our own bottle of bubbly. It was not that crowded in first class. There were a couple of older men a few seats away from us and an old Jewish couple seated in front of us. Tia began acting silly. She was wearing a loose fitting white mini sun dress, which was completely inappropriate for air travel. She kept spreading her legs wide open to show me her pussy. I refused to look until she threatened to stand up and show me. I looked down and saw that she had jewelry strategically clipped on her pussy lips. It was gold and had two inch and 1/2 gold link chain hanging of it with a red ruby hanging off of each of them. She told me it was a "clit clip". I've seen them in adult films, but I didn't know that she owned one. She giggled, pulling on one of the chains and told me that this was just the beginning of the surprises that she had in store for me. I don't think anyone else saw because they were all facing front.
We both passed out and woke up as the airplane was starting to land in Mexico. It was morning. After stumbling off the plane, we went to get our bags. Tia walked away to get some sodas for us. When I looked up, I saw her walking towards me. The morning sun was shining brightly behind her. As she sashayed across the terminal, I noticed the coolest thing. With the sunlight beaming behind her, her dress became transparent. Her pussy lips dangled in the gap between her legs. I could see the jewelry attached to her pussy lips as she walked towards me with her tits bouncing. All eyes were on her for that moment. She lit up the terminal with her beauty.
We were completely annoyed at the length of time that it took for our luggage to come. Tia sat on the edge of the baggage claim belt with her legs folded, sipping on a can of cola. It was hot and she was getting pissed off. Her temper is something to stay clear of, so I tried to lighten things up. I walked over to a baggage handler and pointed out Tia to him. He smiled and blushed. It turned out that her short skirt had risen and I pointed out to her new admirer the chains that dangled openly between her legs. Being the extrovert that she is, Tia perked up and uncrossed her legs, like infamous Sharon Stone scene in ΛBasic Instinct'. She gave me and the baggage dude (and who ever else was watching) a full view of her pussy as she stood and walked over to us. At that moment the baggage carrier started and the luggage started coming out. We got our bags and looked for our hotel contact. We found him, holding a sign with our names listed on it. His name was Jose, a short older Mexican man, with a thick accent. He led us to a mini van. Tia thought he was cute, in a playful kind of way. I knew at that point that Jose was in for it. He helped Tia into the van. She repaid him by giving him a quick flash of her pussy. I knew we knew that this flustered him because he stopped making sense while he was talking. He jumped in and we took off. It was very hot and muggy. Jose kept looking down hoping to catch a glimpse of Tia's barely covered pussy through his rear view mirror, which he kept readjusting, to get a better view of her gorgeous pussy. "This place is beautiful!" Tia says, while turning around, kneeling in her seat, giving Jose a nice view of her barely covered ass. "Sit down!" I told her, smacking her on her ass cheek. She spun around, pouting. "Fine!" She whined. Tia's skirt was now hiked up completely. Her pussy was completely exposed. I started to get worried that Jose was not paying attention to the road and was swerving, so I tried to get Tia to cover herself. She pulled her skirt down and sat staring out of the window. We arrived at out hotel in an hour and went to our room on the fifth floor. It was beautiful. It was very open and had a huge terrace that wrapped around from the bedroom, that over looked the ocean, to the living room, that overlooked the pool. It had two full bathrooms. The first thing Tia does is strip off her clothes and jump into the shower. I ordered a pitcher of margarita from room service, which came almost immediately. I guzzled down a glass while unpacking our things. After feeling a little buzzed from the drink, I went to take a shower.
After spending twenty minutes in the bathroom, I walked out into the living room to find Tia sitting outside on the balcony completely naked, basting her skin in the sun and finishing off the pitcher of margarita. I walked outside, only to see that there were at least twenty people relaxing at the pool who could easily see Tia's naked body if she were to stand up. "Didn't save me any?" I asked, pointing at the empty pitcher of margarita. Tia was very tipsy already. "Oh... I ordered another pitcher." She says happily. Just then there was a knock on the door. Tia stands and walks over to the door and opens it, butt naked. "Oh excuse me." The man says, almost dropping the pitcher. "No, No come in! It's o.k! It's just hot, that's all!" Tia says. Unsure of what to do, the guy walks in cautiously, trying not to look at Tia's naked body. Tia walks ahead of him, wiggling her shapely ass. He follows her into the living room, where she sits on the couch with her legs spread open wide, fanning herself with her two hands. "It's just so hot!" She says to the guy.
"Thank you." She sings out, as the guy places the pitcher on the table and almost runs out of the room. Tia and I crack up at the room service guy. "He forgot to have us sign for the margarita." Tia says. "Lets hit the sand!" She yelled out, while guzzling down another glass. "But you have to put something on." I told her. Tia runs into the bedroom to change.
