Just going off to play around, dear
By Dan Evans & Gemma Calvert
WELCOME to the world's first golf resort that guarantees a birdie every time—a full-time en-suite hooker to get randy guests swinging like champions.
Today we lay bare the shocking secrets of the five-star Hibiscus Hotel that has cheating British husbands packing their clubs, deserting their golf-widow wives and jetting to the Caribbean to play a round in the sun.
Once the punters with the putters arrive on Venezuela's exotic Margarita Island, Leeds-born hotel owner Paul Baxter—a former Yorkshire coal mine boss—promises them:
TOPLESS caddies to help get a grip with the bunker play,
EROTIC room service including round-the-clock attention from anything-goes escort girls "to satisfy every need and desire", and
PORN movies on tap day and night if they're feeling a bit under par or teed off.
With its neat restaurant, L-shaped pool and king-sized air-conditioned rooms in lush tropical gardens, the Hibiscus looks like any other plush holiday retreat.
Harem
That's what helps the mostly-male clientele pass off their £200-a-night, all-inclusive stay, plus the cost of flights, simply as a posh golfing break.
But this week, as the world's top players headed to Augusta for The Masters, the Hibiscus bunch were just interested in the mistresses.
And within moments of checking in, the truth was out.
Ex-pit manager Baxter admitted to our undercover team that he's now in an even muckier business. "This place is about five-star sex, sex, sex!" he bragged.
With a wicked grin he then paraded his harem of 15 stunning vice girls in front of new guests and declared: "Take your pick. She's yours 24 hours a day!"
After long transatlantic flights, most of the weary golfers perked up and thought they'd landed on the fairway to heaven—and not a bit of rough in sight.
When our men said they fancied playing a few holes on the course, Baxter offered FOUR girls to accompany them as caddies.
One leggy blonde purred as she removed her skimpy bikini then tried a little stroke play on another girl up against the super buggy.
As he ogled the action Baxter (right) schmoozed: "How many hotels can give you this sort of service? Lads tell the wife they're on a golf break with their mates and it's the perfect cover. You're hardly going to think your hubby's cheating on you when he takes his clubs away with him.
"And we have very discreet ways of making sure no one is embarrassed. Everything appears to be completely above board on all the credit card slips.
"Guys can play 18 holes with their pals and then sleep with the most beautiful women in the world.
"It's the ultimate lads' holiday—just as long as the wife doesn't find out!"
Back at the sex hotel the guests were taking full advantage of the steamy extras on offer.
Married businessman Richard, 46, was strutting around with a slender breathtaking blonde in a barely-there bikini.
He told us: "My wife would have my business if she knew." Richard's hands were wandering everywhere as he waltzed his new buddy off for an afternoon session in bed and chirped: "This place is amazing!"
Another guest called Steve, 55, flicked thinning white locks from his eyes to check out his 26-year-old girl, named Eimar.
"Tasty," murmured the tubby estate agent as he greedily eyed up every inch of the fake-boobed blonde.
"This place brings a whole new meaning to the term all-inclusive."
Clients are free to swap escorts for a different model any time and extra girls can be rented for £133 a day.
Baxter told our men: "Stay with one girl then hire another one and get them in the same room working on each other.
"You can take pictures if you want andyou can even put them on the internet. You could make money out of it—just give the girls 10 per cent!"
Baxter then revealed how his 28-year-old Venezuelan wife, Anna, was his main recruiter of the hotel's crackers from Caracas.
"She finds the girls on the mainland," he said. "They're basically beautiful hookers who'd otherwise be working on the streets.
"Here they get treated well. They have the same accommodation, food and drinks as the customers.
Hands
"And the men have respect for them, which is more than you can say for the average local guy."
Pointing to a 6ft 4in muscle-bound Austrian, Baxter added: "But we've got Gunther here to make sure there are no problems."
Gunther has ambitions to run his own place but for now is the ideal enforcer. "You wouldn't argue with him, would you!" laughed Baxter.
Most of his girls speak no English —although they are completly fluent in body language.
Translators ars laid on to help guests communicate but most manage simply by using their hands. Until 2003 the Hibiscus had traded for 11 years as a standard resort catering for families in search of sun, sea and sand.
Then boss Baxter bought the place and added the fourth ‘s' — sex. Now he lures punters on his lust-packed holidays through a company called Total Satisfaction on the internet.
"Everything is possible at your tropical paradise," teases the advertising message.
An office in Durham handles his bookings.
"I've got 76 booked in for next month already," boasted Baxter. "And 80 per cent of them will be back within a year, guaranteed."
He bragged the operation is so successful that rival enterprises are springing up.
"We have two main rivals but they're not a patch on us," he insisted. This is the gold-plated version. Put it this way, it's not like going off and finding a hooker in Paddington."
No, but then it's not the sort of golf experience that will get you on the leaderboard in Augusta today either!
