My ass was just curvy and firm enough to look good in what I wore without being a flat 'no ass' or flabby monstrosity. As I had been dressing since ab...ut twenty-one I had perfected a nice look that I considered more than passable. I had taken some pics of myself dressed and didn't mind the look, but living in a smaller town I had yet to ever go out dressed or meet anyone who might appreciate that. So I dressed alone.I had arrived at the hotel mid-afternoon with plenty of time to prepare, but. He carried her to the bedroom and laid her on the bed. Leslie watched silently as he stripped. Her thighs were tightly clenched with arousal. Oh Lord, he was a handsome man, she thought, and all mine for the next week. She shivered at the thought of all they could do in seven days.Jake climbed on the bed and started unhooking the buttons that ran down the front of her dress. She sat up so he could slip it off her shoulders. Leslie relished the admiration for her body she saw in his eyes. Yes,. She felt her nipples harden under her palms, and then felt his weight as he straddled her hips to take over from her. She kept her eyes closed as he cupped her heavy breasts from the sides, his forefingers and thumbs teasing her already hard nipples into elongated peaks as he pushed her breasts together. Her hand moved of it's own volition to find out that he was rock hard, and her fingers traced the outline through his shorts, gauging its thickness and feeling the unmistakable wetness of. It seemed to be a mash-up of pre-Conquest religious observances, fertility and rain rites with an overlay of Catholic Christian ceremonies and liturgy.From what I’d heard, and looked forward to observing in person, the result was a pretty riotous time, plenty of eating and drinking and dancing, plus all of those enjoyable activities that often follow eating and drinking and dancing.“You’re going to like it, Michael.” Sofía’s eyes were laughing. She gave me a little hug. “You’ll see.” Her grin.