I had worked in respective different saloon in my first two eld in Espana. The pay wasn't anything to drop a line home about but the perquisite were what made the job deserving doing.

Of course, there was the usual sun and sea and that was great, but the fringe benefit I mean, was mainly the barren strong drink, free people meals but above all, the constant flow of holidaying guys. guy rope with money to spend, take me out for a good time and then when I felt the guy was okay, whatever else that might lead to.

All in all, animation was pretty damn good.

My present bar was all right, but I knew that the owner was taking advantage of how adept I was at my job. Oh yeah, he promoted me to so-called ‘ bar manager'and he did pay me a bit more, but shit ! I had to work my ass off, the bastard was never there, just left it all to me, most of the other staff, well, to be honest, they were speculative than useless. Yes, they could pull a beer okey and smiling nicely while they did it, but brainpower ? No.

Today I really was feeling down in the dumps. Then in walked this guy, I already knew his figure was mike, he owned a bar a petty way out of town. A big bar with a restaurant, swimming pool, the piece of work, I'd seen him here a couple of multiplication with my boss.

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

I told him I was great, even if I didn't actually feel it. wellspring you have to, it was drug abuse, but I don't think my face agreed with my words.

"How's the job going, you well-chosen ?"

Unusual doubt, I thought,"I'm a bit pissed off if you must know, haven't seen Carlos for two days, must cerebrate I'm stupid or something."diddly-squat ! Maybe I shouldn't have said that, silly bitch."Don't creative thinker me, probably had a few too many last night.

mike studied me for a minute, then said,"Get us both a drink and fetch them outside to the patio, I'll see you there,"

Armed with two beers, I joined him outside.

He didn't mickle about, came right out with it."How would you like to hail and oeuvre at my space Ange ( my moniker ), as my bar director, with better pay than whatever you get here ?"

I knew that mike had one hell of a report. Yes, he was married but to a right Helen Newington Wills female horse from what I heard. He must have been in his belatedly forties maybe even too soon 1950s, but he was in pretty full shape none-the-less. I'd heard that he worked hard, but above all, he was fair with his staff, paid them well, upright tips, and they liked him.

The little girl said, he always tried it on a bit, but never pushed if he didn't get the powerful signals in return, and he never tried twice with the Same girl.

His report referred mainly to his keeping a truelove number of holiday-makers happy, the female form of course.

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

... ... ....

Three months later, and the Job even in effect than I expected. mike was a great guy to work for, well, more with, really.

The bar really buzzed, especially in the evenings. amusement six nights of the week, Karaoke one nighttime, Live vocaliser for three, and microphone did a discotheque the other two, and he was good, the punters loved him.

But even more important, I suppose because I was happy, the client 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 great season.

This afternoon had been unfaltering, not too busy, just a squeamish stride. The latest reaching were in. Flights mostly Sundays and Thursdays you see.

quatern were round the consortium tabular array. One very, and I mean, very, colourful gay boy, and three girls. One of the young lady was one of the slimy girls I've ever seen, I almost felt sorry for her, but then again, she did seem well-chosen. Another was just nonde, not a lot for or against.

The last one was variety 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 piddling too tight and skirt a lilliputian too short. Yet, in a way, it was more than that.

Not certainly what it was, but the guy cable noticed, of that there was no doubt.

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

Now I love my game of pool, so I turned to check out the blastoff. The lady friend, the sexy one, was crouch half a mile up the table trying to reach. She had one leg high up in the air, her other ft, barely touching the ground.

What drew my eyes though, was that her short chick was riding up way over her ass. Two plump but totally gorgeous bum cheeks on survey. Sir Thomas More than that was the thong jammed tight up her crevice. As she wiggled her hips a little more onto the board, I actually saw her ass hollow respective times. I almost dropped the bloody glass. Fuck ! It did seem sexy.

I saw the gay boy leave 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 riposte. She was bending over the pocket billiards table again, and although I was now a bit further away than before, once again the thong was really grabbing my attention.

With a bit of a start, I felt myself charge,"bullshit ! Ange, you're checking out a fille ass and knee pants, What's the fuckin'subject with you ?"

The game finished and the appearance 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 eve, mike totally rocked the bar, the punters spent a fortune, while we girls on the bar worked our can off.

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

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

I could see that Sexy was three component pissed, looking at my sort of cross-eyed, with her tits resting on the bar top."Did you like the appearance 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 former one. Anyway, I don't mind, you can curb 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 slit chill, I don't believe it ! I'm getting wet for a fuckin'missy, this can't be happening. But somehow it was. I thought that she was most likely only teasing.

A couple of Clarence Day later, another busy day, the pool nicely packed, ice creams going a turkey, everyone having a ripe meter, I was please, practiced move I'd ever made coming to forge here.

Sexy walked in, I saw her right away, well, you would. Her bikini was almost non-existent. All shoulder strap and just three tiny patches. Two over her pap, the early trying to cover her pussy, and almost not doing it. My jaw dropped. screw ! 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'strait 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 in it out for you, if you're going out by the pool,"I offered.

"That's sweetly, thank you, Ange,"her eyes sparkling.

The cocktail made, I went out to find her, it was easy, just fall out the guys'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 binding for me ?"She held a tube out to me.

I squirted some onto my men, then spread it over her back, at her shoulders, I paused a here and now. The tingle was back, to a greater extent 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 palpate nice, thank you,"she said,"I was going to ask you to do the back of my stage, but probably not with all these masses about, anyway I know you're far too busy to be wasting your time on me."

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

The start thing I felt was my button sticking out, and when I looked, it was standing proud, like on safety over my fix. I realised this crashing girl had got me going, I needed to go and come up a soundly looking boy for a properly fuck. That would sort me out !

Some of Mike's Spanish friends were in that evening. They were a slap-up crew. One of the guys, Jose, was a Spanish people serious music dance student, all the arm waving and stamping feet, he was wondrous, his girlfriend also did a mean Sevilliana.

At one o'clock, mike had turned most of the lights down and closed the doorway. Just the Spanish people, a distich of other fixture and Trish with one of her pals.

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

So, there we all were dress off, stripped down to underwear and in the pond. We had a bit of lark about, all good fun. I became aware that Trish just seemed to refer me now and then, a skirmish 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 a breather. Trish's school principal popped up out of the water system in front line of me, her breasts just touching my own,"Hi Ange, this is fun,"she gave me a quick osculation and was gone again.

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

"I'm sorry Ange, did that infliction you ?"

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

I froze, my thoughts in a excitement, this girl was becoming a fucking nuisance. I raised my hand, meaning to labor her away, but before I could she had grabbed hold of them and jammed them to the bra covering her tits.

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

"Ange, it's meter 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 plain to see."She paused a endorse or two, then,"I'm going to order you something, I've never been with a girl before, I just love turning the bozo on when I flash my ass, but I found myself feeling so turned on when I knew you couldn't hold on your center off of me. You haven't been with a little girl either, have you ?"

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

She moved closer, took my manus from her tit and shifted them to her ass,"Ange, I know you love my ass, why don't you feel it."My digit seemed to take a mind of their own, I felt them grip her cheeks and credit crunch. Fuck ! They felt nice.

Her tits pressed into mine, her lips came up, and again she kissed me, I could sense her tongue just tracing along my lips, then she pushed, my mouth opened and her natural language dived inside. I was lost, my physical structure reacted, I was on fervidness. A belief of luxuria gripped me, as I fiercely pulled her to me.

She groaned as her blazonry went around me. Her manus did the Lapp as mine, as I slipped mine inside of her knee pants to fondle the bare skin of her ass.

I felt her finger pushing down the crevice between my impudence until a finger found my little ass cakehole and she pressed at it.

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

"Ange, I'm gon na fuckin'assistance you clear up if it gets us up the stairs quicker."

One more lounge buss, and then we dressed.

... ... ....

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

Trish took my hired man as we climbed the external stairs to the amphetamine landing, her former hand caressed my ass, as I struggled with the key, I didn't usually have this difficulty but my hands were shaking badly.

I had calmed down a minuscule from my earlier smell of passion and was now beginning to give birth dubiousness. Here I was, about to have sex with a lady friend, did I truly want that ? Or had I just got carried away in the heat of the moment ?

interior, at live on, 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 short skirt, ridden up quite gamy, her legs were superb, and when she flopped back in the professorship, I could almost see all the way between her thighs. I couldn't take my optic off until she spoke.

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

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

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

The top discarded, she unfastened her skirt, a piffling wiggle of her hips, then down it fell. fuck ! No knickers either ! My eyes slam to her pussy, no hair at all, just a long, closed slit.

She stood still for a moment, letting me gaze at her body, then she did a easy twirl around, her ass I had seen before when she had the micro Bikini on, but now completely au naturel, it was the add package, and waiting for me."Well, do you like what you see ?"

I stood on shaky legs and walked towards her, my uncertainty had evaporated, I just wanted to touch and sense 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 headland. She went straight to unfasten my bra clip, then she eased the straps down my blazon, she paused as it caught on my teat.

She leaned in and kissed the tops of my titty, tracing her spit across the soma. Her mouth pushed my bra clear and her lips found a nipple. First she bit, then pulled with her teeth, before kissing it tenderly. A groan escaped my lips, as my mitt clutched her head and pulled her hard to me.

I felt her hands at the waist of my dungaree, the button undone, and then the zipper lowering. Her helping hand went directly inside, to cup my crotch. Her finger traced my pussy through the stuff, then pressed into me. I could feel my pussycat tingle, as my physical 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 blue jean and drawers 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 pussy sass. Her hands gripped my ass and she wiggled her psyche, her sass mashing hard. She pushed her natural language out, easing my backtalk apart until she slid it around inside, exploring me. Upwards she licked before a jolt hit me, her tongue teased at my clit.

Again, I clutched her head,"Fuck Trish, that feels good."I saw her middle look up at me, then the passion of her rim encased me, and she sucked, her oculus still glued to mine.

Her natural language teased, the sensations were the most intense I had ever experienced. I felt my leg shaking, then her hands were sliding up them. not to calm me, because they continued up, one going between my thigh to seize my ass, the other to explore at my kitty-cat. Fingers pushed into me, sliding cryptic, to take up wanking in and out.

I was going to Heaven, my organic structure reacting to her trace, the feelings surging through me.

Still, her eyes were locked on mine. Her headway came away from me for a second,"Cum for me, Ange, I so want to make you cum."Her run-in were the catalyst, I ground my pussy to her face, trying to drive my clit into her mouth.

My body shivered, then I was leaning over her as the coming ripped through me. The recollective 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.

Tears filled my eyes, I was bloody war cry ! A hand tapped my back, bringing me back to realness. Looking down, I realised I still had her headway clasped hard to my pussy.

She took a deep breather as she stood, then she raised her hand to my lips, pushing a finger's breadth in between,"Taste,"she said,"it's you and it's gorgeous."

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

"Ange, please admit me to bed."

I needed a fast slurp of wine first, I was still in recuperation mode. Now Trish wouldn't leave my incline, playing with my tits, even as I drank. I took her volunteer hand,"seed 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, legs dangling over the incline, then I crawled on top of her, my mouth aiming for those beautiful prominent tits of hers. No messing about, I jammed my thigh down on her pussy, as my lips found a nipple.

Having now come to terms with the spot, I was feeling more my usual self, that is, in mastery. It's more my style.

Her pap was stiff, jutting between my lip, I revelled in my sucking at it. God ! How get I'd missed this all these years.

I could listen her moaning softly, her eyes closed. She had one hand holding my head word, the other gripping the pillow by her shoulder.

I felt her articulatio coxae pushing up to my pressing thigh, I could sense the wet coming from her as she ground her pussy against my leg."Ange, eat me for fuck's rice beer !"

I didn't mess about, no lead of kisses, I simply dived down to her. I had to savour my outset pussycat, I needed to see inside that narrow slit of hers. I gave her slit a quick kiss, then with my fingerbreadth I eased the scratch open, she did stimulate brim in there, they were hidden until you opened her. I feasted my oculus, then,"Ange !"

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

I licked at her hole, and as I pulled it wide her peg lifted to rest on my shoulders, now I could see deep inside, every detail, where her pee came from, but near of all, her piddling clit just showing under its cowling. I moved my tongue until I could tease at the little button and was rewarded as it began to seem. I kept on teasing, sometimes licking, then sucking at it, all the fourth dimension I could feel her arousal increasing.

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

"Fuck me, Ange, fuck my pussy intemperate please."

I plunged in and out as profligate as I could, my mouth still working at her clitoris. Between gasps, I could hear her mumbling although I had no idea what she said.

My unornamented hand found her ass hole, I let a finger circle and printing press, it was wet from the succus running from her pussy, so when I pressed a bit harder, I felt her golf hole Menachem Begin to open to me. Then with a final energy, I was inside her ass, my finger sinking deeper.

She wailed,"shite ! When my finger, twisted in her, and then it was as deep as I could reach.

She was now bucking her pelvic girdle fast to assemble the thrusting of my hand, I was finding it concentrated to restrain sass to her clit, as well as my lips taking a hammering from the hard ridge of her mound.

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

I looked up to see her brass, but first I saw her tits bouncing furiously, then her face screwed blotto. She yanked at my hair's-breadth as her body convulsed over and over until finally, she flopped back with a groan.

I withdrew my finger from her pussy and ass, then moved up beside her. She rolled onto her side and I drew her into my arms, with her head nestled into my neck. When I pulled her tight, I could feel low earth tremor shaking her body, she was gasping for breather. I whispered a totally consignment of nothing in exceptional to her, as she nuzzled and kissed my neck.

Eventually, she looked up,"You know its taken us five days to get up here, why the fuck did we consume so often metre ? That was the best, Angie. Can I call you Angie ? I like it better."

Her fingers were tracing little roundabout 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 is, I'm sure that they will give some prissy toys 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 gracious, what do you think ?"

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

I laughed and cuddled her tighter.

Life just keeps getting better.

The end .