u/yfaye2006

You've slipped right into where I wanted you to be.

Waiting for you.

This happened about four or five years ago.

I went with some friends to Playa del Carmen, near Cancún, Mexico. We met two guys there who, as far as I could tell, were German. They didn't speak English, or at least they pretended not to. We managed to communicate as best we could using Google Translate, and they invited us to a party that same evening (we met them at a seafood restaurant during the day, not in the middle of a party).

So we agreed to meet at a very popular spot in town where there's a kiosk, and from there we'd go somewhere else. My friends ultimately backed out of the plan because our dates were going to an amusement park the next day and they didn't want to be hungover and exhausted by the time we got there. I decided to go anyway, because in our rush, we hadn't even exchanged phone numbers or anything, so there was no way we could cancel.

When I got there, they were already there. They greeted me and didn't even try to speak English or use a translator; they just started leading me. I assumed we were going to a club or something, but no, we ended up in a small apartment really close to Fifth Avenue, so everything seemed safe. The thing was, they didn't even try to speak my language anymore; they spoke to me and to each other, but always in German (or some similar language; it sounded like German, and they, well, looked like German, haha).

Since language wasn't an issue at the party, we started drinking, dancing a bit, and well, one thing led to another. By the end of the night, they'd both had enough, sometimes together, sometimes taking turns. The thing is, from the time we met, I didn't understand a word of what happened, but I knew they had sex with me until quite late, when I think they asked me to leave because one of them walked me to the door, gave me a kiss on the cheek, and waved goodbye.

dm now!