We were on vacation at this beachfront hotel near Miami. It was the final day of our trip, but after all the partying and fucking Jon and I had done, we had trouble getting out of bed to pack up and leave the room. The maid came by the room about an hour before checkout and knocked. Jon got up with a towel around his ass and morning hard on. He cracked the door just enough for her to ask if we were leaving. He told her we were, but not until checkout time. "Sir that is in an hour, you want me to come back?" she asked. Oh shit, I thought, an hour?? I jumped out of bed. He told her yes, to come back later.
I ran into the shower while Jon started packing up our things. "Hurry up babe, no time to be a superstar, don't put on makeup or do your hair!" he was telling me. Damn, he caught me before I was going to primp. Stepping out of the shower I ran into the bedroom and told Jon to get his shower, I would take over packing. Bustling around the room grabbing up clothes we had thrown off the night before and souveniers from our trip, I completely forgot I was naked! The room had floor to ceiling windows on the ocean side, and as I was bending over to pick up my panties off the floor I saw one of the beach bartenders looking up and smiling. "Fuck!" I said and grabbed my jeans and t shirt out of the suitcase. Whipping them onto my body as quickly as I could, I looked up again just as I got my shirt over my tits. The bartender was laughing a little and smiling at me. Wow, he was kinda cute. I smiled back and waved, but he must have thought the show was over. He went back to stocking his bar for the day........
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