It's my birthday today... woohoo! I celebrated Friday with some friends/coworkers with dinner at a very nice French/Vietnamese fusion restaurant in the city, then way too many shots thrown my way (yaeger, red-headed slut, jameson, lemon drop, don't remember after this...), and wrapped up with a trip to a nearby strip club. There was a girl in town I have a huge crush on, but somehow or another came across to her as "sleazy". I think she was just being a bitch, as she pre-emptively rejected my friend on the dance floor, even though he was just dancing. Most girls find my drunken advances charming, why not her??
I got so wasted that night I shouldn't care, but she's so damn cute... blarrrr.
So, my cousin got married today to beautiful, slightly older, Honduran woman. I noticed early on a very cute girl from her side giving me glances and occasional smiles. We were introduced eventually by my cousin, and I chatted her up outside the reception. The party was a bit lame, so I offered we take a walk around the area, which had lots of water-front restaurants to check out. I learned she's also Honduran, had lived there until she was 17, and then moved to the states after graduating highschool.
Finding a spot of shade (it was hot as balls in the sun) we sat down to enjoy some frappucino's we got at a nearby Fourbucks. She went kino on me early, throughout the conversation, touching me at every opportunity she had, and holding her foot against my leg. I can't really take any credit for this seduction, my job really was just to smile and not say anything too stupid, haha. I can't even remember what my lean-in line was, but I just use the technique of saying something nice, smiling, holding eye-contact, and getting our lips closer together. First kisses should never be sprung out of nowhere. We made out for a bit on that bench while plenty of passersby got a look, and even one douche-bag offered his advice, "Kiss her like a man, like we do in France!" [eye-roll]
From there, she said she wanted to do the paddleboats in the pond, but neither of us had any cash on us. Conveniently her wallet was upstairs in the bridal suite, and suggested we go up there to retrieve it. (big wink here) We get into that room, which is basically the size of a large living room, but seemingly forget about finding the wallet, and become more concerned with making out and removing clothing. Her dress was simple, but my suit, tie, belts, shoes, etc., took her a moment to navigate. The room had one of those super practical, but not always comfortable Murphy beds which retract into the wall. It was fine for our purposes, though. No oral was exchanged, but she was practically ripping off her own panties and pulling me inside. I've never been with a South American girl before, but man this one had some spice to her bedroom style. I'm not sure exactly fucked who, but we were both exhausted afterward.
Physically, let's describe, as necessary. I met her in a very showy, bold colored dress. Her brown skin completed her bright white smile nicely. Her breasts practically spilled out the top of her dress, and I played a constant game of sneaking the occasional peak without getting caught. Body could have been tighter, but it had the thickness in the right areas, which I love. Overall I give her a 6-7.
Anyway, after the passionate love-making (manic thrusting, depending on your perspective) we laid on the bed a moment to catch our breath. And like you might guess, the newly married couple came back to the shared room. The door unlocked and banged loudly against the chain latch she smartly secured beforehand. Thank God, too, we were both butt-ass naked when this happened. They eventually gave up on that room, and went into the actual bedroom which had its own hallway door. We both then found and spastically threw our clothes on in a (now) hilarious 2.5 minute scramble. In the course of it all I only lost a riped undershirt, which should've been thrown away five laundry cycles ago.
I did the mandatory ask for number and email, which she gave, but with her living in Miami, I'll likely never see this girl again. But she made for a memorable wedding
", which you know made my day, haha. I know she's seen her share of them, too, so I can trust her opinion.