How to have a good time at a Club Med resort?

Simply go with the flow

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The third day at the pool was a new threshold for me. I chose an empty beach lounge chair in the middle of the group, spread my towel over it and settled in to feel the warmth of the morning sun on my body.  My new Cuban and Italian dance partners soon joined me. And it wasn’t long before the teasing started. I was the only female who was not at least topless and my friends were not going to let me forget it. They playfully tugged at the straps in a feigned attempt to remove my swimsuit top and expose me like the rest of the women. I playfully slapped their hands away but was secretly enjoying the attention.

I knew the more I resisted, the more conspicuous I would be to all those around so I quieted them down and slowly slipped my bikini top off. This was the first time in my life that men other than my husband and first and only teenage lover had seen me naked on top and I was hoping that no one noticed the color swell up in my face. It certainly felt like my face was burning but I wanted to appear as comfortable as all of the other women at the pool.

My breasts aren’t at all large. They are barely a handful. After all ballet dancers must be thin and flexible. But they are nicely shaped with small pink nipples that are easy to become erect when aroused. They were erect now. From behind my sunglasses I could see the eyes of my dance partners stealing glances for the next several hours. My sense of freedom was expanding and I was enjoying it. 

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