Falling In Love On Vacation

One more story of the wolf and the lamb. I went with my mother to a destination wedding in Mexico. A cousin was marring a local girl. The wedding was at a church, the party at a large hotel. Dressed up in a gown it was hot in at the party, 400 people and the air condition was bad. I left the party to get some air.

After the restroom I wandered into the lobby and sat sown in a section. Lost in thought I was interrupted by a man, he sat down and offered me a drink. He was engaging and we talked, he suggested dinner and we ate by the pool. After dinner we went to his room. There he undressed me, admired what he saw and kissed me right on my clit.

He put me to bed, made love to me, I went along. He kept me with him. He called my mother in the morning to bring me some clothes. It was more than awkward and embarrassing, we had breakfast by the pool. By the time my mother got up she patted me on the should and told me I was responsible for my own behavior.

Then what? You meet a man, you surrender your virginity, your mother comes to you in the morning with a change of clothes. How do you not fall in love?