I had worked in various different bar in my number one two eld in Spain. The pay wasn't anything to compose home about but the fringe benefit were what made the job Charles Frederick Worth doing.

Of form, there was the usual sun and sea and that was great, but the perk I mean, was mainly the disembarrass liquor, free repast but above all, the unceasing flowing of holidaying guy. Guys with money to spend, take me out for a soundly prison term and then when I felt the guy was okay, whatever else that might lead to.

All in all, life was pretty blasted good.

My present bar was hunky-dory, but I knew that the owner was taking advantage of how good I was at my job. Oh yeah, he promoted me to so-called ‘ bar handler'and he did pay me a bit more, but shit ! I had to forge my ass off, the mongrel was never there, just left it all to me, well-nigh of the early faculty, well, to be fair, they were unsound than useless. Yes, they could rip a beer okay and smiling nicely while they did it, but encephalon ? No.

Today I really was feeling down in the dumps. Then in walked this guy, I already knew his gens was Mike, he owned a bar a little way out of town. A big bar with a restaurant, swimming kitty, the works, I'd seen him here a couple of times with my boss.

"Hola Angie, todo bien contigo hoy ?"( Hi Angie, all good with you today ? )

I told him I was capital, even if I didn't actually feel it. wellspring you have to, it was habit, but I don't think my cheek agreed with my words.

"How's the job going, you happy ?"

Unusual doubtfulness, I thought,"I'm a bit pissed off if you must know, haven't seen Carlos for two days, must think I'm stupid or something."red cent ! Maybe I shouldn't have said that, silly bitch."Don't idea me, probably had a few too many endure night.

Mike studied me for a minute of arc, then said,"Get us both a drinkable and fetch them outside to the terrace, I'll see you there,"

Armed with two beers, I joined him outside.

He didn't mess about, came right out with it."How would you like to total and work at my station Ange ( my nickname ), as my bar handler, with better pay than whatever you get here ?"

I knew that Mike had one hell of a reputation. Yes, he was married but to a properly Helen Wills Moody female horse from what I heard. He must bear been in his tardy mid-forties maybe even early on fifty, but he was in pretty trade good shape none-the-less. I'd heard that he worked severe, but above all, he was fair with his staff, paid them well, good point, and they liked him.

The girls said, he always tried it on a bit, but never pushed if he didn't get the right signal in return, and he never tried twice with the same girl.

His reputation referred mainly to his keeping a steady number of holiday-makers happy, the female person kind of course.

I could deal with that, it was the kind of seat I had been waiting for, but never expected to obtain, then in he walks, and offers it to me. My day suddenly felt much better.

... ... ....

Three months later, and the caper even better than I expected. microphone was a great guy to work for, well, more with, really.

The bar really buzzed, especially in the evenings. Entertainment six nights of the hebdomad, Karaoke one Night, Live Isaac Merrit Singer for three, and microphone did a discotheque the other two, and he was good, the wagerer loved him.

But even more important, I suppose because I was happy, the customer loved me as well.

Along the way, I'd had some fun with two or three great guys. All in all, it was turning out to be a heavy season.

This good afternoon had been steady, not too busy, just a nice gait. The latest arrivals were in. flight of steps mostly Sunday and Thursdays you see.

quaternary were round the kitty table. One very, and I mean, very, colourful gay boy, and three fille. One of the daughter was one of the despicable fille I've ever seen, I almost felt sorry for her, but then again, she did seem felicitous. Another was just nonde, not a lot for or against.

The death one was sort of fairly pretty, a little over-weight, but not too much. I don't know why, but it sort of registered that she was sexy rather than pretty. You know, the jumper just a little too fast and skirt a footling too short. Yet, in a way, it was more than that.

Not sure what it was, but the hombre noticed, of that there was no doubt.

I left the bar to collect some glasses. On my way back I heard one of the group comment that she'd never reach her shot without a rest.

Now I love my secret plan of pool, so I turned to tick out the snap. The little girl, the sexy one, was bent grass half a knot up the table trying to reach. She had one leg high in the air, her other foot, barely touching the ground.

What drew my optic though, was that her short skirt was riding up way over her ass. Two plump but totally gorgeous bum boldness on sight. More than that was the thong jammed stiff up her crevice. As she wiggled her hips a little more onto the table, I actually saw her ass hole respective times. I almost dropped the bloody glasses. Fuck ! It did look sexy.

I saw the gay boy give me a coup d'oeil and a small knowing smile, so I shot back behind my bar.

As I bent to load the dishwasher, I looked over the top of the counter. She was bending over the pool board again, and although I was now a bit further away than before, once again the lash was really grabbing my attention.

With a bit of a scratch, I felt myself rush,"poop ! Ange, you're checking out a miss ass and bloomers, What's the fuckin'matter with you ?"

The game finished and the display was over. They came and sat at the bar, asked about the entertainment, swimming pool hours and so on. Then with a cheery"See you later,"of they went.

... ... ....

We had a great evening, microphone totally rocked the bar, the punters spent a destiny, while we girls on the bar worked our asses off.

Sexy came up to the bar,"What metre does the bar close, Ange ?"

"No especial time, when Mike feels like it, but he shuts the doors at one AM."

I could see that Sexy was three parts pissed, looking at my sort of cross-eyed, with her tit resting on the bar top."Did you like the show earlier ? toby told me that you were taking a good look at my ass."

I was thrown, I hadn't expected that one."Your ass ? No, I was watching you take the jibe, it was a difficult one."I stammered.

"Yeah, alright, pull the other one. Anyway, I don't mind, you can check out my ass any time you like. That's why I like my skirt short."She started to walk away. but then turned back,"What about my lash Ange, nice or what a ?"Then she was gone, with an exaggerated wiggle.

"Shit"I felt my pussy tingle, I don't believe it ! I'm getting wet for a fuckin'lady friend, this can't be happening. But somehow it was. I thought that she was most likely only teasing.

A couple of days later, another busy day, the pool nicely packed, ice creams going a bomb, everyone having a good sentence, I was pleased, topper move I'd ever made coming to work here.

Sexy walked in, I saw her right away, well, you would. Her bikini was almost non-existent. All shoulder strap and just three bantam patches. Two over her mammilla, the other trying to insure her kitty, and almost not doing it. My jaw dropped. Fuck ! She looked good. I dragged my eyes away before she clocked me staring.

"Hi Ange, how about you make me a cocktail, whatever you recommend, I don't mind,"but she looked at the list of what we offered anyway."A ‘ Tits Up'speech sound fun, would it suit me don't you think ?"She actually bounced her tits at me, I waited for the nipples to pop out, they didn't !

"Coming right up, I'll bring it out for you, if you're going out by the puddle,"I offered.

"That's gratifying, thank you, Ange,"her optic sparkling.

The cocktail made, I went out to find her, it was easy, just take after the hombre'eyes and there she was. She took a sip,"Wow, that's gorgeous, I love it, thanks again, Ange, by the way, I'm calling you Ange but I haven't told you my name yet, have I ?"

"It's Trish,"I said,"I heard your pals call you by it."

She looked up at me,"Checking me out again Ange, no sorry, I'm only joking, but hey, while you're here, could I ask you to put a little lotion on my vertebral column for me ?"She held a tube out to me.

I squirted some onto my hands, then spread it over her back, at her shoulders, I paused a here and now. The frisson was back, more intense this time.

"What's up Ange, you okay ?"Trish asked, looking around at me and grinned.

I felt my face redden as I passed her thermionic valve back.

"That did sense decent, give thanks you,"she said,"I was going to ask you to do the back of my branch, but probably not with all these masses about, anyway I know you're far too in use to be wasting your clip on me."

I had to go to the loo, I needed to wipe my pants, I could feel that they were probably about to start leaking, I was so wet. I dropped my blue jean and lowered my knickers, they weren't just wet, they were fuckin'soaked. I gave them a adept rub with the stool paper, then took some more to wipe my pussy.

The world-class matter I felt was my clitoris sticking out, and when I looked, it was standing proud, like on guard over my fix. I realised this blinking girl had got me going, I needed to go and obtain a good looking boy for a decent fuck. That would classify me out !

Some of Mike's Spanish friends were in that eve. They were a majuscule bunch. One of the guys, Jose, was a Spanish classical dance student, all the arm wafture and stamping invertebrate foot, he was fantastic, his girlfriend also did a mean Sevilliana.

At one o'clock, microphone had turned nearly of the luminosity down and closed the doors. Just the Spanish, a couple of other regulars and Trish with one of her pals.

Jose asked if we could go in the puddle for a of late dip. Mike did reserve this sometimes, but only as long as there was no noise.

So, there we all were clothes off, stripped down to underclothing and in the consortium. We had a bit of lark about, all good fun. I became cognizant that Trish just seemed to touch me now and then, a brush against me, or a hand on my arm, accidentally or not ? I wondered, but it was quite often. Was she flirting with me ?

I stopped in a corner to take on a schnorkel. Trish's head popped up out of the water in straw man of me, her breasts just touching my own,"Hi Ange, this is fun,"she gave me a quick candy kiss and was gone again.

My brim burned and I was shocked, I even felt embarrassed, I'd never been kissed by a girl before. I climbed the steps from the pool and went to rule a towel. I was drying my hairsbreadth when a hand landed on my shoulder, instinctively, I knew it would be Trish.

"I'm good-for-naught Ange, did that bother you ?"

I turned around, I meant to tell her that yes it did get to me, but before I could, she leaned forward and kissed me again, only a brief kiss before she pulled back, looking into my eyes.

I froze, my thoughts in a turmoil, this young lady was becoming a blinking nuisance. I raised my bridge player, meaning to tug her away, but before I could she had grabbed delay of them and jammed them to the bra covering her tits.

I looked down at them, horrified for a moment, but as she massaged her tits with my hands, I could feel a thrill surge through me."Trish, what the fuck are you doing ?"I gasped out.

"Ange, it's time you woke up, admit it to yourself, you know you've been getting hot for me since you first saw me, I've watched you and it was so apparently to see."She paused a second or two, then,"I'm going to secernate you something, I've never been with a girl before, I just love turning the guys on when I flash my ass, but I found myself feeling so turned on when I knew you couldn't retain your eye off of me. You haven't been with a girl either, have you ?"

I just judder my head, I couldn't speak.

She moved closer, took my hands from her bosom and shifted them to her ass,"Ange, I know you love my ass, why don't you feel it."My fingers seemed to have a mind of their own, I felt them transfix her nerve and wring. Fuck ! They felt nice.

Her tits pressed into mine, her lips came up, and again she kissed me, I could feel her natural language just tracing along my mouth, then she pushed, my mouth opened and her tongue dived inside. I was lost, my eubstance reacted, I was on fervor. A touch of lust gripped me, as I fiercely pulled her to me.

She groaned as her subdivision went around me. Her handwriting did the Sami as mine, as I slipped mine interior of her knickers to fondle the bare skin of her ass.

I felt her fingers pushing down the cleft between my boldness until a finger found my little ass jam and she pressed at it.

I pulled my forefront back from her,"I only live upstairs, you going to wait for me while we clear up ?"

"Ange, I'm gon na fuckin'help you clear up if it gets us on a higher floor quicker."

One more lingering buss, and then we dressed.

... ... ....

After the clearing up was done I locked up, and grabbed a halfway decent bottle of wine, putting it on my tab.

Trish took my hired hand as we climbed the outside stairs to the upper landing, her other manus caressed my ass, as I struggled with the key, I didn't usually have this trouble but my helping hand were shaking badly.

I had calmed down a little from my in the beginning feelings of passion and was now beginning to have doubts. Here I was, about to accept sex with a girlfriend, did I truly want that ? Or had I just got carried away in the oestrus of the moment ?

interior, at last, I fetched two glasses and poured the wine.

I looked at her as I sipped. God ! She was aphrodisiac, that I knew. She was sat with her unforesightful skirt, ridden up quite high, her branch were superb, and when she flopped back in the professorship, I could almost see all the way between her second joint. I couldn't take my eyes off until she spoke.

"Ange, you're staring."She spread her knees a footling wider,"Is that all you're going to do ? Sit there staring at my pussy, or wouldn't you like to advert it ?"

She stood up and began to disrobe, never taking her oculus off me. Seductively, she slowly raised her top, angling it, to reveal only one bare breast. When she had dressed, she had taken her bra off. Her breast was expectant than mine, by quite a yearn way. Then she continued up until both tit were revealed.

Oh wow ! I thought they are divine, and the mamilla, perky and erect, I knew I wanted to experience them.

The top discarded, she unfastened her skirt, a little squirm of her hip, then down it fell. shtup ! No knee pants either ! My oculus shot to her kitty-cat, no fuzz at all, just a tenacious, closed slit.

She stood still for a moment, letting me gaze at her physical structure, then she did a slow spin around, her ass I had seen before when she had the micro bikini on, but now completely naked, it was the total software, and waiting for me."fountainhead, do you like what you see ?"

I stood on shaky wooden leg and walked towards her, my doubts had evaporated, I just wanted to extend to and find this body being offered to me.

Now only inches away, she put her hands to my top, and taking hold of the hem, she pulled it up and over my head. She went straight to unfasten my bra clip, then she eased the straps down my arms, she paused as it caught on my mammilla.

She leaned in and kissed the tops of my mamilla, tracing her tongue across the build. Her sass pushed my bra brighten and her lips found a pap. First she bit, then pulled with her teeth, before kissing it tenderly. A groan escaped my back talk, as my hands clutched her fountainhead and pulled her intemperate to me.

I felt her hands at the waistline of my jeans, the button undone, and then the zipper letting down. Her hand went directly inside, to cup my crotch. Her fingers traced my pussycat through the material, then pressed into me. I could feel my pussy tingle, as my organic structure responded to her touch. I groaned again, louder, this time.

"You're very wet down here, you know."She said to me.

Then she was pushing my jeans and knickers down together. She bent down to ease my ankle joint free, then stayed where she was, peering between my legs."The first one I've ever seen, Ange, it's so beautiful."

Her head came forward, her lips kissing my prominent pussycat lips. Her deal gripped my ass and she wiggled her brain, her lips mashing hard. She pushed her tongue out, easing my lips apart until she slid it around inside, exploring me. Upwards she licked before a jerk hit me, her tongue teased at my clit.

Again, I clutched her read/write head,"shtup Trish, that feels good."I saw her oculus look up at me, then the warmth of her lip encased me, and she sucked, her eyes still glued to mine.

Her tongue teased, the sense datum were the most vivid I had ever experienced. I felt my leg shaking, then her hands were sliding up them. not to steady me, because they continued up, one going between my thighs to snaffle my ass, the other to research at my pussy. digit pushed into me, sliding deep, to start wanking in and out.

I was going to Eden, my body reacting to her jot, the impression surging through me.

Still, her middle were locked on mine. Her head came away from me for a irregular,"Cum for me, Ange, I so want to make you cum."Her words were the accelerator, I ground my pussy to her face, trying to force my clit into her mouth.

My physical structure shivered, then I was leaning over her as the sexual climax ripped through me. The longest orgasm I'd ever known shook me, I thought I would fall but somehow she held me until I began to come down from my high.

weeping filled my centre, I was blooming crying ! A hand tapped my rachis, bringing me back to reality. Looking down, I realised I still had her head clasped heavily to my pussy.

She took a deep breathing space as she stood, then she raised her hand to my mouth, pushing a finger in between,"gustatory sensation,"she said,"it's you and it's gorgeous."

I pulled her to me until our lips met, and we kissed a farsighted and passionate kiss.

"Ange, please take me to bed."

I needed a quick slurp of wine first, I was still in recovery modal value. Now Trish wouldn't leave my side, playing with my bosom, even as I drank. I took her bid script,"semen on lover, let's go and play some more."I said to her.

She sat on the bed, I pushed her to lay on her back, peg dangling over the side, then I crawled on top of her, my oral fissure aiming for those beautiful large bosom of hers. No messing about, I jammed my thigh down on her pussy, as my sass found a nipple.

Having now come to terminus with the office, I was feeling more my common self, that is, in control. It's more my style.

Her nipple was blotto, jutting between my sassing, I revelled in my suction at it. God ! How do I'd missed this all these years.

I could discover her moaning softly, her eyes closed. She had one hand holding my psyche, the early gripping the pillow by her shoulder.

I felt her hip pushing up to my pressing thigh, I could find the wet coming from her as she ground her twat against my leg."Ange, eat me for screw's sake !"

I didn't slew about, no trail of kisses, I simply dived down to her. I had to taste my first snatch, I needed to see inside that narrow slit of hers. I gave her dent a flying kiss, then with my fingers I eased the dent open, she did have lips in there, they were hidden until you opened her. I feasted my eyes, then,"Ange !"

My tongue darted out and I sunk it down in between the lips."Yes, oh yes, fuck that's good, Ange."

I licked at her muddle, and as I pulled it encompassing her wooden leg lifted to catch one's breath on my shoulders, now I could see trench interior, every item, where her pee came from, but virtually of all, her little button just showing under its cap. I moved my tongue until I could rally at the small push button and was rewarded as it began to appear. I kept on teasing, sometimes licking, then sucking at it, all the meter I could feel her arousal increasing.

I pushed my fingers between her labia, first two and then I added a third, it was besotted inside there but her wetness eased the way. Her rosehip lifted to meet them, urging me ever deeper.

"ass me, Ange, fuck my pussy backbreaking please."

I plunged in and out as dissipated as I could, my oral fissure still working at her clit. Between pant, I could get a line her mumbling although I had no estimation what she said.

My unornamented hand found her ass hole, I let a finger circle and pressure, it was wet from the juices running from her puss, so when I pressed a bit harder, I felt her hollow begin to give to me. Then with a final energy, I was inside her ass, my finger sinking deeper.

She wailed,"son of a bitch ! When my finger's breadth, twisted in her, and then it was as inscrutable as I could reach.

She was now bucking her pelvic arch fast to meet the poke of my helping hand, I was finding it hard to keep mouth to her clit, as well as my lips taking a hammering from the hard ridgepole of her mound.

Loudly she shouted,"I'm going to cum, oh shtup, I am cumming Ange, fuck, fuck fucking Inferno !"

I looked up to see her face, but first I saw her nipple bouncing furiously, then her face screwed taut. She yanked at my hair as her body convulsed over and over until finally, she flopped back with a groan.

I withdrew my fingers from her pussy and ass, then moved up beside her. She rolled onto her side and I drew her into my sleeve, with her head nestled into my neck. When I pulled her tight, I could feel pocket-size microseism shaking her body, she was gasping for intimation. I whispered a whole lading of zero in particular to her, as she nuzzled and kissed my neck.

Eventually, she looked up,"You know its taken us five twenty-four hour period to get up here, why the shtup did we waste so much time ? That was the best, Angie. Can I promise you Angie ? I like it better."

Her fingerbreadth were tracing piddling circles around my pussy as she spoke. The tingle was back !

"Trish, how would you like it if we nipped into Town tomorrow ? I know where the sex shop class is, I'm sure that they will hold some nice plaything we could try. I've passed it a few times but been too shy to go in on my own, but together it would be nice, what do you suppose ?"

"What a bang-up approximation, maybe we could one of those strap-on thingies, then you could fuck me properly."She sort of trailed off,"I didn't mean value that didn't just now, you fucked me good. Oh bastard ! You know what I mean."

I laughed and cuddled her tighter.

life just keeps getting better.

The end .