I had worked in several unlike bars in my first two years in Spain. The pay wasn't anything to write home about but the perks were what made the job Worth doing.

Of trend, there was the common sun and sea and that was great, but the perks I mean, was mainly the free booze, unloose meals but above all, the constant quantity current of holidaying guy rope. Guys with money to expend, take me out for a good meter and then when I felt the guy was okay, whatever else that might lead to.

All in all, biography was pretty damn good.

My portray bar was O.K., but I knew that the owner was taking advantage of how full I was at my job. Oh yeah, he promoted me to so-called ‘ bar director'and he did pay me a bit more, but shit ! I had to knead my ass off, the whoreson was never there, just left it all to me, most of the early staff, well, to be honest, they were forged than useless. Yes, they could pull in a beer okay and grin nicely while they did it, but brainpower ? No.

Today I really was feeling down in the trash dump. Then in walked this guy, I already knew his name was Mike, he owned a bar a little way out of township. A big bar with a eating place, swimming syndicate, the kit and caboodle, I'd seen him here a duet of times with my boss.

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

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

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

Unusual question, I thought,"I'm a bit pissed off if you must have intercourse, haven't seen Ilich Ramirez Sanchez for two days, must think I'm stupid or something."Shit ! Maybe I shouldn't have said that, silly cunt."Don't mind me, probably had a few too many last night.

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

Armed with two beers, I joined him outside.

He didn't spate about, came right out with it."How would you like to come and body of work at my place Ange ( my sobriquet ), as my bar handler, with undecomposed pay than whatever you get here ?"

I knew that Mike had one inferno of a reputation. Yes, he was married but to a correctly Helen Newington Wills mare from what I heard. He must have been in his recent forties maybe even early fifties, but he was in pretty good shape none-the-less. I'd heard that he worked hard, but above all, he was fair with his stave, paid them well, good tips, and they liked him.

The girlfriend said, he always tried it on a bit, but never pushed if he didn't get the decent signaling in return, and he never tried twice with the like girl.

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

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

... ... ....

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

The bar really buzzed, especially in the even. entertainment six Night of the calendar week, Karaoke one night, Live Singer for three, and mike did a disco the other two, and he was practiced, the wagerer loved him.

But even more important, I suppose because I was well-chosen, the client loved me as well.

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

This good afternoon had been steadily, not too occupy, just a Nice step. The latest arrivals were in. Flights mostly Sundays and Thursdays you see.

quadruplet were round the pool table. One very, and I mean, very, colorful gay boy, and three girls. One of the girls was one of the ugly 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-place one was kind of fairly pretty, a little over-weight, but not too often. I don't know why, but it sorting of registered that she was sexy rather than pretty. You know, the jumper just a little too pissed and skirt a little too short. Yet, in a way, it was more than that.

Not sure what it was, but the bozo 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 game of pool, so I turned to fit out the snap. The girl, the sexy one, was stoop half a mi up the table trying to achieve. She had one leg high in the air, her other foot, barely touching the ground.

What drew my eyes though, was that her short skirt was riding up way over her ass. Two plump but totally gorgeous bum impudence on view. Thomas More than that was the thong jammed tight up her fissure. As she wiggled her hips a little more onto the table, I actually saw her ass hole respective times. I almost dropped the bloody drinking glass. Fuck ! It did seem sexy.

I saw the gay boy feed me a glance and a lowly knowing smiling, 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 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 bloom,"diddly-squat ! Ange, you're checking out a girls ass and knickers, What's the fuckin'matter with you ?"

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

... ... ....

We had a bully evening, mike totally rocked the bar, the punter spent a fortune, while we girls on the bar worked our asses off.

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

"No special 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 kind of cross-eyed, with her titty resting on the bar top."Did you like the appearance earlier ? Toby told me that you were taking a effective looking at my ass."

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

"Yeah, alright, pull the early one. Anyway, I don't head, you can check up on out my ass any time you like. That's why I like my doll short."She started to walk away. but then turned back,"What about my G-string Ange, nice or what a ?"Then she was gone, with an enlarged wiggle.

"Shit"I felt my pussy tingling, 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 likely only teasing.

A couplet of solar day later, another meddling day, the pool nicely packed, ice cream going a dud, everyone having a unspoiled time, I was pleased, near 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 tiny patches. Two over her nipples, the other trying to incubate her kitty-cat, and almost not doing it. My jaw dropped. nookie ! She looked good. I dragged my optic away before she clocked me staring.

"Hi Ange, how about you make me a cocktail, whatever you recommend, I don't judgement,"but she looked at the lean of what we offered anyway."A ‘ Tits Up'strait fun, would it befit me don't you think ?"She actually bounced her knocker at me, I waited for the nipple to pop out, they didn't !

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

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

The cocktail made, I went out to get 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 gens 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 short application on my backrest 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 minute. 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 vacuum tube back.

"That did experience nice, thank you,"she said,"I was going to ask you to do the vertebral column of my pegleg, but probably not with all these people about, anyway I know you're far too busy to be wasting your sentence on me."

I had to go to the loo, I needed to pass over my knickers, 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 good rub with the toilet paper, then took some more to wipe my pussy.

The kickoff matter I felt was my button sticking out, and when I looked, it was standing lofty, like on sentry go over my gob. I realised this bloody girl had got me going, I needed to go and find a good looking boy for a the right way piece of ass. That would sort me out !

Some of Mike's Spanish booster were in that evening. They were a corking bunch. One of the guy, Jose, was a Spanish Classical dance pupil, all the arm waving and stamping feet, he was tremendous, his lady friend also did a mean Sevilliana.

At one o'clock, mike had turned about of the ignitor down and closed the room access. Just the Spanish people, a span of other habitue and Trish with one of her pals.

Jose asked if we could go in the pool for a deep dip. Mike did allow 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 lark about, all good fun. I became cognizant that Trish just seemed to touch me now and then, a encounter against me, or a deal 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 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 agile kiss and was gone again.

My lip burned and I was shocked, I even felt obstruct, I'd never been kissed by a girl before. I climbed the steps from the pool and went to recover a towel. I was drying my hair when a script landed on my articulatio humeri, instinctively, I knew it would be Trish.

"I'm no-good Ange, did that bother you ?"

I turned around, I meant to tell her that yes it did bother 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 cerebration in a agitation, this girl was becoming a blooming pain. I raised my deal, signification 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 present moment, but as she massaged her tits with my hands, I could experience a kick surge through me."Trish, what the nookie 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 irregular or two, then,"I'm going to tell you something, I've never been with a fille before, I just bang turning the guy rope on when I flash my ass, but I found myself feeling so turned on when I knew you couldn't keep your eyes off of me. You haven't been with a girl either, have you ?"

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

She moved closer, took my handwriting from her tit and shifted them to her ass,"Ange, I know you love my ass, why don't you feel it."My finger seemed to have a intellect of their own, I felt them fascinate her cheeks and squeeze. Fuck ! They felt nice.

Her tits pressed into mine, her lips came up, and again she kissed me, I could sense her lingua just tracing along my sass, then she pushed, my mouth opened and her lingua dived inside. I was lost, my body reacted, I was on fervency. A feeling of lust gripped me, as I fiercely pulled her to me.

She groaned as her arms went around me. Her hands did the same 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 cheeks until a finger found my little ass hole and she pressed at it.

I pulled my pass 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 up the stairs quicker."

One to a greater extent lingering kiss, and then we dressed.

... ... ....

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

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

I had calmed down a little from my to begin with feelings of passion and was now beginning to stimulate dubiousness. Here I was, about to accept sex with a girl, did I truly want that ? Or had I just got carried away in the rut of the mo ?

inside, at last, 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 short skirt, ridden up quite luxuriously, her legs were brilliant, and when she flopped back in the chair, I could almost see all the way between her second joint. I couldn't take my oculus 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, or wouldn't you like to tinct it ?"

She stood up and began to denude, never taking her eyes off me. Seductively, she slowly raised her top, angling it, to uncover only one bare boob. 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 Divine, and the mammilla, perky and erect, I knew I wanted to feel them.

The top discarded, she unfastened her skirt, a little wiggle of her rosehip, then down it fell. screw ! No knickers either ! My eyes shot to her slit, no pilus at all, just a foresightful, closed slit.

She stood still for a mo, letting me gaze at her physical structure, 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 amount package, and waiting for me."Well, do you care what you see ?"

I stood on wobbly legs and walked towards her, my doubts had evaporated, I just wanted to tinct and feel this body being offered to me.

Now only inches away, she put her hands to my top, and taking custody of the hem, she pulled it up and over my caput. She went straight to unfasten my bra cartridge holder, then she eased the strap down my blazon, she paused as it caught on my nipples.

She leaned in and kissed the tops of my boob, tracing her tongue across the anatomy. Her oral cavity pushed my bra unclutter and her brim found a nipple. First she bit, then pulled with her teeth, before kissing it tenderly. A moan escaped my back talk, as my hands clutched her head and pulled her hard to me.

I felt her mitt at the waist of my dungaree, the push undone, and then the zipper lowering. Her bridge player went directly inside, to cup my crotch. Her fingers traced my pussy through the stuff, then pressed into me. I could sense my twat 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 jean and breeches down together. She bent down to allay my ankles 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 outstanding pussy lips. Her hands gripped my ass and she wiggled her capitulum, her lips mashing hard. She pushed her lingua out, easing my lips 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 eyes look up at me, then the heat of her lips encased me, and she sucked, her middle still glued to mine.

Her tongue teased, the champion were the most acute I had ever experienced. I felt my legs shaking, then her hand were sliding up them. not to steady me, because they continued up, one going between my thigh to grab my ass, the other to research at my snatch. Fingers pushed into me, sliding mysterious, to set forth wanking in and out.

I was going to Heaven, my body reacting to her tinge, the tactual sensation surging through me.

Still, her heart were locked on mine. Her head came away from me for a second,"Cum for me, Ange, I so want to progress to you cum."Her Book were the catalyst, I ground my puss to her face, trying to tug my clit into her mouth.

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

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

She took a bass breathing time as she stood, then she raised her hand to my lips, pushing a digit in between,"sense of taste,"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 straightaway slurp of wine first, I was still in recovery mood. Now Trish wouldn't leave my side, playing with my pap, even as I drank. I took her declare oneself 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 side, then I crawled on top of her, my mouth aiming for those beautiful large 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 situation, I was feeling Thomas More my usual ego, that is, in control. It's more my style.

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

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

I felt her hips pushing up to my pressing second joint, I could feel the wet coming from her as she ground her snatch against my leg."Ange, eat me for fuck's saki !"

I didn't mess about, no track of kisses, I simply dived down to her. I had to taste my first kitty, I needed to see inside that narrow incision of hers. I gave her dent a quickly kiss, then with my finger I eased the slit capable, she did ingest lips in there, they were hidden until you opened her. I feasted my optic, then,"Ange !"

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

I licked at her hole, and as I pulled it wide her branch lifted to rest on my shoulders, now I could see deep inside, every detail, where her pee came from, but near of all, her picayune clit just showing under its hood. I moved my tongue until I could tease at the minor release 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 foreplay 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 pelvic girdle lifted to meet them, urging me ever deeper.

"Fuck me, Ange, fuck my puss hard please."

I plunged in and out as debauched as I could, my backtalk still working at her clit. Between gasps, I could discover her mumbling although I had no idea what she said.

My spare bridge player found her ass hole, I let a digit circle and imperativeness, it was wet from the juices running from her puss, so when I pressed a bit harder, I felt her hole begin to open to me. Then with a final get-up-and-go, 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 hips fast to encounter the thrust of my hand, I was finding it grueling to save sassing to her clit, as well as my lips taking a pound from the hard rooftree of her mound.

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

I looked up to see her face, but initiative I saw her bosom 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 fingers from her pussy and ass, then moved up beside her. She rolled onto her face and I drew her into my arms, with her head nestled into my neck. When I pulled her tight, I could feel small tremor shaking her body, she was gasping for breathing place. I whispered a hale consignment of null in peculiar 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 scourge so much meter ? That was the effective, Angie. Can I call you Angie ? I like it better."

Her fingers were tracing little dress circle around my pussy as she spoke. The shudder was back !

"Trish, how would you like it if we nipped into townsfolk tomorrow ? I know where the sex workshop is, I'm sure that they will have some overnice toy dog we could try. I've passed it a few fourth dimension but been too shy to go in on my own, but together it would be nice, what do you suppose ?"

"What a great idea, maybe we could one of those strap-on thingies, then you could fuck 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.

Life just keeps getting better.

The end .