I was trembling as I walked over. She was no beauty queen but had aged well. To us she seemed like an old lady, after all, she was 41 years old. She w...s a bit stocky but not what I would call fat. She had light brown hair and hazel eyes and stood about 5’3″ and weighed 70-75kgs. While she had great D cup boobs and an average sized ass everyone noticed how long her fingers were. We had never seen fingers that long. So, timidly I went to her door. She let me in with out a word and walked toward. I was having dirty thoughts myself.”I asked, “Would you like to do something about it?”She replied, “If you are inviting me to join the mile high club, I’m already a member.”I asked, “How about a quickie in the restroom then?”She replied, “How about a quickie now and then a slower one later?”I stood up and offered her my hand as everyone around us that had heard our conversation stared at us. She said, “Don’t worry we are actually married. Its just a little game that we play.”She was absolutely. Being naked and spanked and thinking was Nancy right now undergoing the same. Was her cute butt that I had only seen in her tight jeans or under her dress tonight turning bright red under her mom’s hairbrush? This thought was too much! I came long and hard. I could not believe how hard I came! The next morning I awoke with thoughts of spankings still in my head. This time it was not Nancy’s mom but Nancy. That is thoughts of Nancy spanking me and of me spanking her. These thoughts stayed with. Warm, humid with a slight breeze. Swaying palm trees. The whole tropical thing.We ordered Pina Coladas after we saw the barman climb/run up a particularly horizontal coconut palm and knock down a couple of nuts with his machete. He then carved them and served the best cocktail I have ever had. There is something special about fresh coconut milk in one’s Pina Colada. Not to mention the drama of the climb and machete action on a large tree stump in the bar area!Several cocktails later we headed.