Carla was a hot, curvaceous Brazilian model, tall and long legged with olive skin and sun kissed blonde hair. Everywhere she went, eyes turned to foll...w her ass she wiggled her ass in the tight skirts she loved to wear. There was just something about her, sure she was super sexy but there was something extra special that set her apart from other women, something in the way she carried herself and talked and laughed, so confident of her own allure and sexuality. Where, at first, I was impressed. "I was more into wine coolers," she said. "Remember those Bartles and James coolers? I drank so much of those once that I passed out in the toilet."They shared experiences of past vomitus drinking episodes for a few minutes, during which time they both had one more slammer. Since neither one of them had bothered with dinner on that night the booze went almost immediately to their heads, increasing their euphoria and making them forget about the tension they had experienced earlier along the. I looked at her. Her eyes were darker than usual due to the late hour, her hair tussled and messy, but God, she was beautiful. ‘Shit, this is hard.’ ‘Is that supposed to be a pun?’ she laughed and I blushed realizing my manhood had made its presence known. She put a hand on each of my shoulders and straddled my legs. I met her gaze as she got comfy on my lap. She shook her hair to one side with a purr and a smile. ‘You know Tom, I’m uncomfortable around a lot of people. My stomach starts to. ..uff my dick was getting hard so I touched my crotch to adjust the little john to have more room to grow. She saw that and flashed a devilish smile. That's it, I wanted to test more. I peered directly into her eyes and smacked my lips, she reciprocated with biting hers. So I excused myself and went to the manager and asked him to rent to a shack, my friends were deep in philosophical conversations and her husband was shit faced staring into the oblivion. She was watching my every move, I got.