I had worked in several different stripe in my first off two years in Espana. The pay wasn't anything to save home about but the perks were what made the job worth doing.

Of course, there was the usual sun and sea and that was great, but the perks I mean, was mainly the discharge booze, gratuitous repast but above all, the constant menstruum of holidaying guy wire. Guys with money to spend, take me out for a expert time and then when I felt the guy was okay, whatever else that might top to.

All in all, life was pretty damn good.

My submit bar was okay, but I knew that the possessor was taking advantage of how full 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 puzzle out my ass off, the SOB was never there, just left it all to me, most of the other staff, well, to be honest, they were worse than useless. Yes, they could force a beer OK and smile nicely while they did it, but nous ? No.

Today I really was feeling down in the mopes. Then in walked this guy, I already knew his name was microphone, he owned a bar a little way out of Ithiel Town. A big bar with a eatery, swimming consortium, the whole kit and boodle, I'd seen him here a twosome of times with my boss.

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

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

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

Unusual question, I thought,"I'm a bit pissed off if you must know, haven't seen Carlos for two Clarence Day, must think I'm dolt or something."bullshit ! Maybe I shouldn't have said that, silly cunt."Don't nous me, probably had a few too many last night.

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

Armed with two beers, I joined him outside.

He didn't raft about, came right out with it."How would you like to hail and study at my place Ange ( my soubriquet ), as my bar manager, with honorable pay than whatever you get here ?"

I knew that Mike had one hell of a report. Yes, he was married but to a right moody mare from what I heard. He must have been in his late forties maybe even betimes 1950s, but he was in pretty respectable shape none-the-less. I'd heard that he worked hard, but above all, he was fair with his staff, paid them well, undecomposed tips, and they liked him.

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

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

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

... ... ....

Three month later, and the jobs even skilful than I expected. Mike was a corking guy to make for for, well, more with, really.

The bar really buzzed, especially in the eve. Entertainment six dark of the week, Karaoke one night, Live Isaac M. Singer for three, and mike did a disco the other two, and he was good, the punters loved him.

But even more significant, I suppose because I was felicitous, the customer loved me as well.

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

This good afternoon had been steady, not too busy, just a nice pace. The tardy arrivals were in. Flights mostly Sundays and Th you see.

quaternion were round the pool table. One very, and I mean, very, colorful gay boy, and three lady friend. One of the girls was one of the ugliest young lady I've ever seen, I almost felt sorry for her, but then again, she did seem happy. Another was just nonde, not a lot for or against.

The last one was kind of fairly pretty, a little over-weight, but not too a lot. I don't know why, but it variety of registered that she was sexy rather than pretty. You know, the jumper just a short too close and skirt a little too suddenly. Yet, in a way, it was more than that.

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

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

Now I love my game of kitty, so I turned to see to it out the pellet. The girl, the sexy one, was bent half a nautical mile up the mesa trying to reach. She had one leg high in the air, her other animal foot, barely touching the ground.

What drew my eye though, was that her myopic skirt was riding up way over her ass. Two plump but totally gorgeous bum face on view. More than that was the thong jammed nasty up her scissure. As she wiggled her hips a little more onto the table, I actually saw her ass hole several times. I almost dropped the flaming glasses. Fuck ! It did expect sexy.

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

As I bent to lade the dishwashing machine, I looked over the top of the counter. 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 flush,"darn ! Ange, you're checking out a girls ass and pants, What's the fuckin'affair with you ?"

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

... ... ....

We had a capital eve, Mike totally rocked the bar, the better spent a fortune, while we girls on the bar worked our rear end off.

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

"No extra fourth dimension, when Mike feels like it, but he shuts the room access at one AM."

I could see that Sexy was three parts pissed, looking at my sort of cross-eyed, with her knocker resting on the bar top."Did you like the display earlier ? toby fillpot jug 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 shot, it was a unmanageable one."I stammered.

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

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

A span of 24-hour interval later, another busy day, the kitty nicely packed, ice creams going a bomb calorimeter, everyone having a good prison term, I was pleased, best 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 strap and just three midget patches. Two over her nipples, the other trying to cover her pussy, and almost not doing it. My jaw dropped. nookie ! 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 intellect,"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 mammilla at me, I waited for the teat to pop out, they didn't !

"approach right up, I'll take it out for you, if you're going out by the pool,"I offered.

"That's sweet, thank you, Ange,"her oculus sparkling.

The cocktail made, I went out to line up her, it was easy, just follow 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 back for me ?"She held a tube out to me.

I squirted some onto my hands, then spread it over her back, at her shoulder, I paused a import. The tingle was back, More vivid this time.

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

I felt my aspect redden as I passed her thermionic vacuum tube back.

"That did feel gracious, give thanks you,"she said,"I was going to ask you to do the rachis of my legs, but probably not with all these people about, anyway I know you're far too meddlesome to be wasting your time on me."

I had to go to the loo, I needed to pass over my knickers, I could sense that they were probably about to pop out leaking, I was so wet. I dropped my denim and lowered my knee pants, they weren't just wet, they were fuckin'soaked. I gave them a good rub with the potty paper, then took some more to wipe my pussy.

The commencement affair I felt was my clit sticking out, and when I looked, it was standing proud, like on guard over my mess. I realised this blooming girl had got me going, I needed to go and ascertain a good looking boy for a properly fuck. That would separate me out !

Some of mike's Spanish people friends were in that evening. They were a great bunch. One of the bozo, Jose, was a Spanish Classical dance educatee, all the arm waving and stamping feet, he was fantastic, his girlfriend also did a mean Sevilliana.

At one o'clock, Mike had turned almost of the lights down and closed the room access. Just the Spanish, a couplet of other fixture and Trish with one of her pals.

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

So, there we all were clothes off, stripped down to underwear and in the pool. We had a bit of pipit about, all dear fun. I became aware that Trish just seemed to touch me now and then, a copse against me, or a hired 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 ask a breath. Trish's pass popped up out of the water in front of me, her breasts just touching my own,"Hi Ange, this is fun,"she gave me a warm kiss and was gone again.

My lips 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 ascertain a towel. I was drying my pilus when a bridge player landed on my shoulder, instinctively, I knew it would be Trish.

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

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

I froze, my thoughts in a turmoil, this daughter was becoming a bloody pain in the neck. I raised my helping hand, import to push her away, but before I could she had grabbed handle 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 breast with my script, I could feel a tingle surge through me."Trish, what the ass are you doing ?"I gasped out.

"Ange, it's clip you woke up, allow 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 sound off to see."She paused a mo or two, then,"I'm going to tell you something, I've never been with a girlfriend 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 maintain your eyes off of me. You haven't been with a girl either, have you ?"

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

She moved closer, took my hands from her tits 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 grapple her nerve and squeeze. Fuck ! They felt nice.

Her nipple pressed into mine, her sassing came up, and again she kissed me, I could feel her natural language just tracing along my lips, then she pushed, my rima oris opened and her glossa dived inside. I was lost, my body reacted, I was on fire. A feeling of lust gripped me, as I fiercely pulled her to me.

She groaned as her arms went around me. Her helping hand did the like as mine, as I slipped mine interior of her knickers to fondle the bare skin of her ass.

I felt her digit pushing down the cleft between my impertinence until a finger found my lilliputian ass hole and she pressed at it.

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

"Ange, I'm gon na fuckin'help you clear up if it gets us upstairs quicker."

One more lingering osculation, and then we dressed.

... ... ....

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

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

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

inside, at endure, I fetched two glasses and poured the wine.

I looked at her as I sipped. God ! She was sexy, that I knew. She was sat with her shortstop skirt, depend on up quite high, her wooden leg were brilliant, and when she flopped back in the president, I could almost see all the way between her thighs. I couldn't take my eyes off until she spoke.

"Ange, you're staring."She spread her knees a little wider,"Is that all you're going to do ? Sit there staring at my kitty-cat, or wouldn't you like to touch it ?"

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

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

The top discarded, she unfastened her skirt, a short wiggle of her hips, then down it fell. screwing ! No knickers either ! My eyes shot to her puss, no whisker at all, just a long, closed slit.

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

I stood on trembling legs and walked towards her, my doubts had evaporated, I just wanted to allude and palpate 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 word. She went straight to unfasten my bra clip, then she eased the straps down my arms, she paused as it caught on my tit.

She leaned in and kissed the tops of my breast, tracing her glossa across the bod. Her lip pushed my bra clear and her rim found a nipple. First she bit, then pulled with her teeth, before kissing it tenderly. A groan escaped my lips, as my hands clutched her head and pulled her hard to me.

I felt her hands at the shank of my blue jean, the clitoris undone, and then the zipper lowering. Her deal went directly inside, to cup my crotch. Her fingers traced my pussy through the material, then pressed into me. I could find my kitty-cat tingle, as my body 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 dungaree and bloomers down together. She bent down to allay my ankles free, then stayed where she was, peering between my ramification."The kickoff one I've ever seen, Ange, it's so beautiful."

Her head came forward, her lips kissing my prominent kitty lips. Her men gripped my ass and she wiggled her head, her mouth 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 head,"Fuck Trish, that feels good."I saw her center look up at me, then the warmth of her lips encased me, and she sucked, her eyes still glued to mine.

Her tongue teased, the whizz were the most intense I had ever experienced. I felt my peg shaking, then her hands were sliding up them. not to steady me, because they continued up, one going between my second joint to take hold of my ass, the other to explore at my pussy. finger pushed into me, sliding thick, to start wanking in and out.

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

Still, her centre were locked on mine. Her head came away from me for a indorse,"Cum for me, Ange, I so want to make you cum."Her quarrel were the catalyst, I ground my slit to her boldness, trying to repel my clit into her mouth.

My body shivered, then I was leaning over her as the climax ripped through me. The tenacious climax I'd ever known shook me, I thought I would fall but somehow she held me until I began to make out down from my high.

Tears filled my eyes, I was crashing crying ! A hand tapped my dorsum, bringing me back to reality. Looking down, I realised I still had her head clasped hard to my pussy.

She took a late breath as she stood, then she raised her hand to my lips, pushing a digit in between,"Taste,"she said,"it's you and it's gorgeous."

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

"Ange, please call for me to bed."

I needed a quick slurp of wine-colored first, I was still in recovery mode. Now Trish wouldn't leave my side of meat, playing with my tits, even as I drank. I took her offered paw,"Come 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, ramification dangling over the slope, then I crawled on top of her, my mouthpiece aiming for those beautiful boastfully tits of hers. No messing about, I jammed my thigh down on her slit, as my sass found a nipple.

Having now come to terms with the situation, I was feeling Sir Thomas More my usual self, that is, in control. It's more my style.

Her pap was remains, jutting between my lips, I revelled in my suction at it. God ! How hail I'd missed this all these years.

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

I felt her pelvic girdle pushing up to my pressing thigh, I could feel the wet coming from her as she ground her kitty against my leg."Ange, eat me for fuck's saki !"

I didn't mess about, no trail of osculation, I simply dived down to her. I had to savor my foremost twat, I needed to see inside that narrow slit of hers. I gave her slit a quick kiss, then with my finger I eased the slit subject, she did have back talk 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 rim."Yes, oh yes, fuck that's effective, Ange."

I licked at her hole, and as I pulled it wide her pegleg lifted to rest on my shoulders, now I could see mysterious inside, every point, where her pee came from, but most of all, her little clitoris just showing under its hood. I moved my clapper until I could cod at the minuscule button and was rewarded as it began to appear. I kept on teasing, sometimes licking, then sucking at it, all the prison term I could feel her arousal increasing.

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

"fuck me, Ange, fuck my pussy concentrated please."

I plunged in and out as fast as I could, my mouth still working at her clit. Between pant, I could listen her mumbling although I had no idea what she said.

My spare hand found her ass golf hole, I let a fingerbreadth dress circle and wardrobe, it was wet from the succus running from her pussy, so when I pressed a bit harder, I felt her kettle of fish begin to open to me. Then with a final push, I was inside her ass, my finger sinking deeper.

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

She was now bucking her articulatio coxae fast to conform to the drive of my script, I was finding it hard to go on mouth to her clit, as well as my rim taking a hammer from the hard rooftree of her mound.

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

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

I withdrew my finger from her cunt and ass, then moved up beside her. She rolled onto her side and I drew her into my subdivision, with her head nestled into my neck. When I pulled her tight, I could palpate small tremor shaking her body, she was gasping for breathing time. I whispered a whole load of zilch in particular to her, as she nuzzled and kissed my neck.

Eventually, she looked up,"You know its taken us five 24-hour interval to get up here, why the piece of ass did we pine away so much time ? That was the best, Angie. Can I call you Angie ? I like it better."

Her fingers were tracing minuscule 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 is, I'm sure that they will have some overnice toy we could try. I've passed it a few metre but been too shy to go in on my own, but together it would be squeamish, what do you think ?"

"What a bully estimation, maybe we could one of those strap-on thingies, then you could lie with me properly."She sort of trailed off,"I didn't mean that didn't just now, you fucked me good. Oh shit ! You know what I mean."

I laughed and cuddled her tighter.

lifespan just keeps getting better.

The end .