I had worked in several dissimilar bars in my first-class honours degree two old age in Espana. The pay wasn't anything to write home about but the perquisite were what made the job worth doing.

Of form, there was the common sun and sea and that was great, but the fringe benefit I mean, was mainly the detached hard drink, unloose meal but above all, the constant flow of holidaying guy wire. Guys with money to spend, assume me out for a good time and then when I felt the guy was okay, whatever else that might conduct to.

All in all, life sentence was pretty damn good.

My represent bar was okay, but I knew that the proprietor was taking advantage of how good 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, near of the early staff, well, to be honest, they were worse than useless. Yes, they could pull a beer okeh and smile nicely while they did it, but brains ? No.

Today I really was feeling down in the dump. Then in walked this guy, I already knew his name was Mike, he owned a bar a little way out of town. A big bar with a restaurant, swimming pool, 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 great, even if I didn't actually feel 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 happy ?"

Unusual doubt, I thought,"I'm a bit pissed off if you must know, haven't seen Carlos for two days, must think I'm dolt or something."hoot ! 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 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 pile about, came right out with it."How would you like to come and study at my place Ange ( my cognomen ), as my bar manager, with better pay than whatever you get here ?"

I knew that Mike had one blaze of a reputation. Yes, he was married but to a right-hand Helen Newington Wills mare from what I heard. He must bear been in his late 40 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 reasonable with his faculty, paid them well, full pourboire, and they liked him.

The girls 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 Sami girl.

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

I could shell out with that, it was the kind of office 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 comfortably than I expected. mike was a great guy to work for, well, more with, really.

The bar really buzzed, especially in the evenings. Entertainment six nights of the week, Karaoke one night, Live singers for three, and microphone did a discotheque the early two, and he was good, the better loved him.

But even more of import, I suppose because I was happy, the customers loved me as well.

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

This afternoon had been brace, not too occupy, just a gracious footstep. The latest arrivals were in. trajectory mostly William Ashley Sunday and Thursday you see.

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

The terminal one was kind of fairly pretty, a fiddling over-weight, but not too much. I don't know why, but it form of registered that she was sexy rather than pretty. You know, the jump shot just a slight too tight and fudge a fiddling too short-circuit. Yet, in a way, it was more than that.

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

I left the bar to gather some spyglass. 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 syndicate, so I turned to check out the shot. The girl, the sexy one, was out to half a international nautical mile up the table trying to pass on. She had one leg gamey in the air, her former pes, barely touching the ground.

What drew my oculus though, was that her short skirt was riding up way over her ass. Two plump but totally gorgeous bum impertinence on purview. More than that was the thong jammed tight up her crevice. As she wiggled her hips a little more onto the table, I actually saw her ass hole various times. I almost dropped the fucking glass. Fuck ! It did bet sexy.

I saw the gay boy reach me a glimpse 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 kitty mesa 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,"mother fucker ! Ange, you're checking out a daughter ass and knickers, What's the fuckin'matter with you ?"

The game finished and the show 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 bully evening, Mike totally rocked the bar, the punters spent a fortune, while we girls on the bar worked our tooshie off.

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

"No special meter, 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 mamilla resting on the bar top."Did you like the display earlier ? Toby told me that you were taking a beneficial 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 difficult one."I stammered.

"Yeah, alright, pull the former 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 thong Ange, nice or what a ?"Then she was gone, with an overdone wiggle.

"Shit"I felt my kitty-cat tingling, I don't believe it ! I'm getting wet for a fuckin'girlfriend, this can't be happening. But somehow it was. I thought that she was most likely only teasing.

A brace of days later, another busy day, the consortium nicely packed, ice creams going a bomb, everyone having a good clip, I was pleased, best motion 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 straps and just three tiny spell. Two over her nipples, the early trying to cover her slit, and almost not doing it. My jaw dropped. piece of ass ! 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 brain,"but she looked at the lean of what we offered anyway."A ‘ Tits Up'audio fun, would it suit me don't you think ?"She actually bounced her boob at me, I waited for the nipples to pop out, they didn't !

"approach right up, I'll contribute 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 incur her, it was light, just observe the Guy'center 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 brother 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 shoulders, I paused a moment. 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 brass redden as I passed her tube back.

"That did palpate nice, thank you,"she said,"I was going to ask you to do the back of my wooden leg, but probably not with all these people about, anyway I know you're far too occupy to be wasting your time on me."

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

The first matter I felt was my clit sticking out, and when I looked, it was standing proud, like on guard over my gob. I realised this bloody girl had got me going, I needed to go and find out a skilful looking boy for a in good order fuck. That would sort me out !

Some of Mike's Spanish friends were in that eventide. They were a swell bunch. One of the guy cable, Jose, was a Spanish classical dance student, all the arm waving and stamping substructure, he was howling, his girl also did a mean Sevilliana.

At one o'clock, Mike had turned most of the Christ Within down and closed the doors. Just the Spanish, a twain of other habitue 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 clothes off, stripped down to underclothes and in the pool. We had a bit of meadowlark about, all proficient fun. I became aware that Trish just seemed to touch me now and then, a thicket 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 quoin to take a snorkel. Trish's head popped up out of the urine in strawman of me, her breasts just touching my own,"Hi Ange, this is fun,"she gave me a quick kiss and was gone again.

My lips burned and I was shocked, I even felt obstruct, I'd never been kissed by a girl before. I climbed the stair from the kitty and went to find a towel. I was drying my tomentum when a hand landed on my berm, instinctively, I knew it would be Trish.

"I'm sad 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 abbreviated kiss before she pulled back, looking into my middle.

I froze, my thoughts in a agitation, this girl was becoming a blooming nuisance. I raised my hand, substance to agitate her away, but before I could she had grabbed postponement 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 titmouse with my handwriting, I could feel a boot upsurge through me."Trish, what the fuck are you doing ?"I gasped out.

"Ange, it's fourth dimension 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 field to see."She paused a 2d or two, then,"I'm going to tell you something, I've never been with a miss before, I just love turning the guy cable 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 miss either, have you ?"

I just stimulate my headland, 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 finger seemed to receive a judgment of their own, I felt them transfix her impudence and squeeze. Fuck ! They felt nice.

Her tits pressed into mine, her lips came up, and again she kissed me, I could feel her tongue just tracing along my lips, then she pushed, my oral cavity opened and her tongue dived inside. I was lost, my body reacted, I was on fire. A belief of luxuria 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 inside of her knickers to fondle the bare peel of her ass.

I felt her fingerbreadth pushing down the scissure between my brass until a finger found my little ass hole and she pressed at it.

I pulled my brain back from her,"I only live upstairs, you going to await 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 decorous bottle of vino, putting it on my tab.

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

I had calmed down a little from my earlier tactile sensation of heat and was now beginning to sustain doubts. Here I was, about to have sex with a daughter, did I truly want that ? Or had I just got carried away in the heating system of the bit ?

inside, at in conclusion, I fetched two spyglass 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, ridden up quite high, her stage 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 eyes 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 kitty, or wouldn't you like to stir it ?"

She stood up and began to pillage, never taking her eyes off me. Seductively, she slowly raised her top, angling it, to uncover only one bare breast. When she had dressed, she had taken her bra off. Her breast was gravid than mine, by quite a long 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 sense them.

The top discarded, she unfastened her chick, a little wiggle of her rose hip, then down it fell. piece of tail ! No knee pants either ! My eyes stab to her pussy, no haircloth at all, just a long, closed slit.

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

I stood on shaky stage and walked towards her, my doubts had evaporated, I just wanted to touch and feel this trunk being offered to me.

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

She leaned in and kissed the summit of my bosom, tracing her lingua across the shape. 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 script clutched her head and pulled her hard to me.

I felt her hands at the waistline of my denim, the push button undone, and then the zip lowering. Her hand went directly inside, to cup my crotch. Her digit traced my pussy through the material, then pressed into me. I could feel my pussy tingling, as my body responded to her hint. I groaned again, louder, this time.

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

Then she was pushing my denim and knickerbockers down together. She bent down to alleviate 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 foreland came forward, her lips kissing my prominent pussycat lips. Her hands gripped my ass and she wiggled her header, her brim mashing hard. She pushed her tongue out, easing my brim 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,"piece of tail Trish, that feels good."I saw her heart look up at me, then the fondness of her rim encased me, and she sucked, her eyes still glued to mine.

Her spit teased, the sensations were the most intense I had ever experienced. I felt my legs shaking, then her hired man were sliding up them. not to stabilize me, because they continued up, one going between my thigh to grab my ass, the early to explore at my pussy. Fingers pushed into me, sliding deep, to start wanking in and out.

I was going to Heaven, my trunk reacting to her tinge, the feelings 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 wee-wee you cum."Her word of honor were the catalyst, I ground my kitty-cat to her look, trying to repel my clit into her mouth.

My dead body shivered, then I was leaning over her as the climax ripped through me. The prospicient 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 crying ! A hand tapped my back, bringing me back to reality. Looking down, I realised I still had her head clasped hard to my pussy.

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

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

"Ange, delight occupy me to bed."

I needed a quick slurp of wine-coloured first, I was still in recovery mode. Now Trish wouldn't leave my side, playing with my titmouse, even as I drank. I took her offer hand,"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, legs dangling over the side of meat, then I crawled on top of her, my mouth aiming for those beautiful orotund tits of hers. No messing about, I jammed my thigh down on her pussycat, as my lips found a nipple.

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

Her mamilla was steady, jutting between my lips, I revelled in my sucking at it. God ! How come I'd missed this all these years.

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

I felt her pelvis pushing up to my pressing thigh, I could finger the wet coming from her as she ground her snatch against my leg."Ange, eat me for fuck's sake !"

I didn't mint about, no trail of kisses, I simply dived down to her. I had to savor my first kitty-cat, I needed to see inside that narrow slit of hers. I gave her scratch a prompt kiss, then with my finger I eased the slit open, she did have backtalk in there, they were hidden until you opened her. I feasted my centre, then,"Ange !"

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

I licked at her hole, and as I pulled it extensive her legs lifted to rest on my shoulders, now I could see thick inside, every item, where her pee came from, but nearly of all, her slight clit just showing under its hood. I moved my tongue until I could cod at the lowly 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 rousing increasing.

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

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

I plunged in and out as fast as I could, my backtalk still working at her clit. Between gasp, I could get word her mumbling although I had no idea what she said.

My supernumerary hand found her ass pickle, I let a finger roofy and press, it was wet from the juices running from her pussy, so when I pressed a bit harder, I felt her hole begin to open to me. Then with a final energy, I was inside her ass, my digit sinking deeper.

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

She was now bucking her rosehip fast to satisfy the push of my hand, I was finding it hard to keep oral cavity to her clitoris, as well as my back talk taking a hammering from the hard ridge of her mound.

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

I looked up to see her face, but 1st I saw her boob bouncing furiously, then her face screwed squiffy. She yanked at my whisker as her body convulsed over and over until finally, she flopped back with a groan.

I withdrew my fingers from her kitty-cat and ass, then moved up beside her. She rolled onto her incline and I drew her into my arms, with her head nestled into my cervix. When I pulled her tight, I could palpate low tremors shaking her soundbox, she was gasping for breathing space. I whispered a totally load of nothing in particular to her, as she nuzzled and kissed my neck.

Eventually, she looked up,"You know its taken us five solar day to get up here, why the shtup did we run off so a great deal time ? That was the respectable, Angie. Can I call you Angie ? I like it better."

Her digit were tracing little rope around my pussycat as she spoke. The frisson was back !

"Trish, how would you like it if we nipped into townspeople tomorrow ? I know where the sex shop is, I'm sure that they will have some nice 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 dainty, what do you think ?"

"What a majuscule thought, maybe we could one of those strap-on thingies, then you could fuck me properly."She variety of trailed off,"I didn't mean that didn't just now, you fucked me sound. Oh shit ! You know what I mean."

I laughed and cuddled her tighter.

Life just keeps getting better.

The end .