A Summer Romance Ch. 02

It was nearly noon before Lydia and I started out for Xel-ha Nature Park.

The highway was mostly four lanes and was in good repair so except for the strange way to make left turns it was a pleasant drive.

The park was fun. We rented an inner tube and floated from the spring to the small lagoon then shared a late lunch/early dinner with some very large iguanas. While we ate Lydia called her friends and announced she had moved out of their room.

I heard her say to them, "I can't talk about that now he is sitting right here."

I immediately told her I was going to get us some beer but before I walked past her she grabbed my arm, pulled me to her and gave me a very impressive kiss.

I got the beers but I slowed my return to her when I saw she was still on the phone, she was blushing as she related something to them. I could tell the conversation needed to last longer so I just put her beer on the table and continued strolling around the park. I soon saw her wave at me to come over to her and as I got to her she handed me the phone saying, "Talk to them, I need to pee."

I talked to her friends Jana and Inga and promised them I would take care of Lydia. I was made aware of how much they and the entire town of Felicity loved her and that hurting her would be a seriously foolish thing for me to do.

I told them that I was impressed by the quality of friends Lydia had and thanked them for keeping an eye out for her. I told them I already knew how special she was.

It must have been the exact right thing to say since the next sound I heard was a sob,

I steered the conversation to our snorkeling adventures and had pretty much convinced them they should try it before they left for home. Lydia was back by then and I handed her the phone.

She listened to something they were saying and answered, "Yes I am paying close attention. I will call you if I change my plans. Love you, bye."

I did not ask for clarification and none was given.

We finished our beers and strolled around the park for a while then snorkeled the lagoon to its inter-tidal zone. We found a somewhat secluded bit of beach and I took the opportunity to fingerfuck Lydia to a nice orgasm. After she caught her breath she pushed me onto my back straddled my hips then moved our respective swimsuits aside. My cock was penetrating her pussy when we heard the approach of others and she reluctantly stood and covered us up.

On our way back from Xel-ha we made a quick stop in Playa and decided that it required its own trip just as Cozumel did.

Playa del Carmen possessed the most beautiful beach either of us had ever seen and was surrounded by all- inclusive hotels.

It was nearly dark when we got back to the hotel. We took a quick pee and shower then took about an hour nap. When we awoke we cuddled and kissed then lovingly fucked.

We dressed for our night at Carlos and Charlie's but agreed that undergarments were likely to be a nuisance for the next few days and decided to forego their use.

It was a fun evening at Carlos and Charley's. We danced, we drank and we groped each other. We found a dark spot between a wall and the lagoon and fucked for about twenty seconds before we heard movement close to us so we quickly returned to the dance floor.

It was the second time that day our sex organs had to separate long before they were ready to do so.

An hour or so and some drinking and dancing later we returned to the spot, Lydia had challenged me to a long distance pee contest into the lagoon but there was a couple there already, fucking.

They did not seem to mind having an audience so we stayed and indulged ourselves with some fine voyeurism. We watched them until they were done and after they left with a friendly nod and smile for us Lydia and I went ahead and pissed into the lagoon. I won.

As we returned to our table Lydia decided to give me a kiss that steadily increased in ferocity until I found it prudent to drag her to the dance floor.

Lydia kept an eye on the pathway to the wall and about midnight she hustled us there for the third time and we at last managed to complete our fuck. Lydia went off like a firecracker twice and later confessed that it was because we had an audience, the couple that had allowed us to watch had watched us.

We did not have sex in bed that night and only watched each other pee. We were wiped-out.

We did fall asleep naked in each other's arms, which I noted had become very important to me.

We had opted for a trip to the City of Cancun the next morning and after the water sport/fuck item in our agenda had been checked off we got dressed and took the bus to the city.

Our hotel desk manager strongly cautioned us against driving into the city because thieves recognized rental cars and we could end up taking the bus back after a long day of filling out official forms.

She told us there was an open-air flea market that was interesting and mentioned that it was the perfect place to practice our bargaining skills. Lydia and I decided to go there first.

We first stopped at a restaurant just outside the market and had breakfast but we encountered our first language difficulties.

Up until then everyone we had spoken to for three days spoke fluent English. We were now speaking to a young lady that was obviously pretending she understood a lot more than she did.

I was not surprised when Lydia switched to Spanish as she asked for a clarification on the menu and ordered in Spanish. She did seem a bit surprised when I did the same. I told her I was a military brat and had spent my language formative years in Puerto Rico and Panama among other places.

The young lady left with our order and Lydia was soon writing in her journal. I asked Lydia about it and she said it was a habit she picked up in law school. She used it as a memory aid mostly and it always included dates, times, and names. The one she was writing in was dedicated to the trip and was more of a diary. She claimed that so far I was the star of the saga and gave me a long sweet kiss. Lydia was still kissing me when our server returned with our coffee.

The coffee was the best we had ever tasted. We told the girl, Anita, that it was terrific and asked her what kind it was. She said, "Un momento," then left us. She came back with an older man she introduced as her father.

I asked him to sit with us and Lydia and I had to insist before he did so. He introduced himself as Ramon and told us the coffee came from a small farm his brother Ruben owned in the mountains.

He sold most of his crop to a conglomerate that liked to use them in their blend. Ramon told us that what we just drank was not a blend; it was a single bean coffee. It was sold only to fancy restaurants in Europe and to the family.

Lydia and I immediately reminded him we were family and were hurt he did not recognize his cousins from America.

He laughed uproariously as his daughter refilled our cups.

He asked us if we were going into the market and we said we were. He cautioned us about pickpockets and a few tourist traps. He gave us a few places to try and asked Lydia if she was interested in silver jewelry.

Lydia said she was always interested in silver jewelry.

He mentioned a couple of shops that had good stuff but required good bargaining skills to get anything at a fair price. He mentioned that his brother Cesar had a smaller shop with nice stuff but not the selection the bigger shops did.

He told us not to eat anything that came from a place that was not housed in a permanent structure. He told us to smell the fabric on anything we were going to buy. If it smelled of anything other than cloth not to buy it, he said.

I took a picture of Anita and Lydia and Ramon.

Ramon took a picture of Lydia and me, the very first such picture. As we finished our coffee Lydia wrote a few more notes in her journal. I noticed that set of notes was written in Spanish. I wondered if like me once her brain switched to a language it stayed with that language until something triggered it back.

It had taken me a couple of hours to switch back to English after I heard German spoken in the lobby of my hotel on my arrival. My dad had also been stationed in Germany and Japan.

I could be confused in four languages.

I left a $20 for an $8 breakfast. People I like get tipped well.

After Lydia and I used the restroom we went off to explore.

Colorful was the word we agreed upon to describe the place. A maze, loud, and crowded also fit.

We found one of the larger jewelry shops and did some bargaining but no buying. After we left Lydia confessed that she had her eye on one item but had not been able to get the salesman down to a price she felt was better than she would find in San Antonio.

Later she found a shop that among many things sold peasant blouses. After we gave them the smell test, (the owner gave us a knowing look after that), Lydia bargained her price down to what she figured was thirty percent of what it would cost stateside so she bought three of them that had nice embroidery. The woman assured Lydia that the embroidery was done by hand.

The lady said that she and her sister did the embroidery and she showed Lydia a work in progress.

Embroidery was not one of my areas of expertise but Lydia apparently was a fan and had a long conversation with the lady about it.

To distract myself I looked around the neighboring shops and bought Lydia a hat that I thought she looked really good wearing.

I got a nice kiss for that and another one apparently for giving her the time to visit with the shopkeeper.

We wandered through the maze until I saw a guayabera shirt that I liked but it did not pass the smell test. Two shops after that we found some that did. I let Lydia do the bargaining and I ended up with three for the price of one.

We found a shop that carried carnival masks and I could not resist buying one that had an eerie resemblance to Richard Nixon.

We found Ramon's brothers silver shop. I went in and introduced myself as a new friend of his brother and told him I was looking for something special for the lady with me that did not speak Spanish. I told Cesar I needed something good enough to get the lady naked for me.

Lydia did not make it out of the shop before bursting into giggles and I suddenly noticed a woman sitting behind the counter almost choking on her own laughter.

Cesar however treated the whole thing as if it was a very legitimate reason for a gentleman to purchase jewelry for a lady and pretended to be confused by their laughter.

Lydia was down to a few giggles when she stepped back in and the woman led her to the end of the counter and placed a tray on the countertop for her.

"Por eso tu novia te va a costar una fortuna," she said to me.

(Because of that your girlfriend is going to cost you a fortune)

"Para eso es la plata, para las buenas novias y las buenas esposas," Cesar said to her as he grabbed her ass.

(That is what silver is for, good girlfriends and good wives).

She slapped his hand and as she blushed she told Lydia, "Nunca cambian."

(They never change).

I did see the smile form on Lydia's lips when she was referred to as my novia. I felt like I had the exact same smile.

We learned that Ramon had called his brother and asked him to keep an eye for us. Apparently being a fan of their brother's coffee did bring us into the family a bit.

It did not cost me a fortune to get out of there and we got cups of Ruben's coffee in the bargain.

I bought Lydia an eighteen-inch delicate looking silver chain and a dark green jade pendant that matched the color of her eyes. Cesar and his wife Antonia hooted as Lydia jumped into my arms and gave me a passionate kiss.

"Tienen un cama atras?" she asked them sending them into a new round of laughter.

(Do you have a bed in the back of the store?)

We left them with our hugs and wandered around for a while. All the coffee we drank was pressing us with its aftereffects so we headed for the only decent bathroom we knew. When we had Ramon's place in sight I told Lydia to go ahead of me and I stopped to buy flowers for her.

She was coming out of the bathroom when I got there so I handed her the flowers with a kiss and walked in.

She was sitting at "our table" when I came out. The stems of the flowers were wrapped with wet napkins and sitting in a glass. She had coconut sodas for us. As I walked past Lydia she grabbed my shirt and yanked me to her. Her kiss was intense.

We heard Anita say, "Los tostones."

Lydia looked at her and asked, "Tienen una cama atras?"

Anita blushed and giggled and left us to our drinks and snacks.

Not long after that we heard Ramon laughing his head off.

We rested as Lydia wrote down a lot of notes in her journal, still in Spanish. The small section I glanced at was about the flowers I had given her. She seemed to have loved either the flowers or the gesture, maybe both.

Eventually we decided to do some more exploring so I put down a $20 bill on the table for a $4 snack and drinks then we looked for Ramon. After I shook his hand and Lydia kissed him and Anita on the cheek we turned to leave.

Ramon said, "Esperen, you forgot one of your bags."

He handed me a bag that I was sure was not ours so I looked inside. It contained a one-kilogram burlap bag that obviously contained coffee beans. The label on the bag read, "Cafe del Volcan," Ruben's coffee.

Stunned I asked, "How much do I owe you?"

"Nada. Eres familia."

I hugged him and Lydia hugged and kissed him.

We eventually left the market but instead of exploring further we headed back to the hotel by taxi. Our mid-day quickie could not wait any longer.

We attacked each other as soon as we were naked. Considering the depth of our emotions we lasted a long time before we finally enjoyed our release.

We lay in each other's arms and napped.

I woke up about an hour later. Lydia was kissing me. As soon as she saw I was awake she said, "We have to pee."

We stepped into the shower and clung to each other. Our kiss was well underway before we each released the other's golden shower. Our kiss continued long after we were done and resumed right after we turned on the shower. We both ignored my hard cock for a while but eventually Lydia turned the water off, toweled us dry, and led me to bed. She placed me on my back and draped her body over mine in a sixty-nine. I hugged her ass to me and adored her pussy. She adored my cock.

I again distracted her so she laid her head on my thigh. I loved her pussy to several nice soft orgasms. I stopped when my jaw became a bit sore and after she rested a bit she resumed sucking my cock.

Again her purpose was not to get me off, she simply loved my cock. But her love for it was relentless, thirty minutes or so later my cock was ready to capitulate.

I groaned as I ejaculated into her mouth. I sighed when I felt her swallow. I rested.

She kept my cock in her mouth; she apparently was not done loving it.

"Fine," I thought. "I am not done loving your pussy either."

I kissed and licked it slowly, lovingly. I felt her clit reach for my lips so I kissed it. I wrapped my lips around it and began to suck it like a nipple.

Lydia went wild.

She groaned around my cock and her hips began to move. She was soon fucking my face hard.

It occurred to me that if you are ever going to have your nose broken this was easily the preferred method.

I wrapped my arms around her ass to control her pounding a little and just held on as a monumental orgasm wracked her body. My face was bathed in fluids.

I was quite impressed with myself.

I helped her turn around and we were soon kissing each other as we shared our sex fluids once more. Twenty minutes of kissing and cuddling later we were once again in the shower. It struck me then that I had been completely taken in by her fetish. I pissed first.

We again rested when we got back in bed and cuddled and kissed and talked about our day. When our growling stomachs told us it was definitely time to find supper we got up, dressed, and I drove us to the "elbow," the center of the hotel zone and the shops and restaurants on the island of Cancun. We ended up at the Hardrock because we had decided that what were hungry for were hamburger and fries.

After supper we did a little window-shopping in the shops of the area and noticed what a great deal we had gotten from Cesar that day. Similar necklaces were listed at three times the price I paid and the pendant I got for it was nowhere to be found. I was reminded that nearly every piece of jade is pretty much unique and the one I got Lydia was likely a rare occurance.

Her blouses were also well above the price she paid for hers and Lydia told me that the embroidery on them was machine made.

My guayaberas were five times more expensive.

We congratulated each other for being superior shoppers.

And bilingual.

While we walked around the area we held hands or had arm around each other or had a hand somewhere on the others ass. We kissed often, we laughed often and we stared at each other often.

"Mira novio," she said when she spotted a small dog looking out of a woman's bag. "It looks a lot like mine."

As she sighed at the sight my brain processed what she had called me, novio. I was not sure if she had realized she had called me that so at the first opportunity a referred to her as novia. She gave me a passionate kiss in response.

We had apparently formally agreed that until Saturday morning we were novio y novia. We were a couple.

I had never dreaded a Saturday in my life, until that moment.