Summer 1980 1st Part In that special year for me, the teacher Hitchcock died and John Lennon was murdered. Rodríguez de

Summer 1980 1st Part In that special year for me, the teacher Hitchcock died and John Lennon was murdered. Rodríguez de la Fuente had a fatal accident while on a flight. I remember those perfectly facts, because the three were my idols at that time, and I was very sorry for their loss. But above all I remember 1980 because it was the first year I worked the summer season outside of parental control. Not only for that, that year was a turning point in my life. After the season I enrolled in the college and most importantly of all, I fell in love and I continue to do so to this day. Warning, This story is not written with sex in mind, if it appears it is because existed. I'm not looking to complement it with invented scenes. I could fail memory, but I'm not going to use my imagination (and mind you, I have a lot...). At last and After all this is a kind of confession. I will give glimpses of encounters that many others happened because they were of little importance or because they were repetitive, nor I won't even mention them. I smile as I finish writing in this species of strange story. I feel like I'm capturing experiences from my adolescence that I still keep fresh in my memory. I admit that it amuses me a lot, although It is also true that it creates a certain state of melancholy in me, they come to mind head situations and experiences with people who are no longer with us. By Finally, a few days ago I decided to write and post erotic stories on a very known in the Hispanic world. I'm getting a taste for inventing stories. I'm sitting in my garden. I have had my leg in a cast for a long time. days. My little son encouraged my neighbor's children to draw me in my cast A couple of days ago they took charge of converting my plaster into a a work worthy of Miró's worst nightmares. Everything is colorful. It even gives me I get a headache if I look at her closely for too long. When I'm alone, I put a cloth on top. What a rest...My injury is the result of a stupid fall on motorcycle when trying to climb a curb slippery due to the rain. That's another one great passion. The two wheels. I have been a biker since I was very young. I have had many motorcycles. I currently have a 1300cc touring car. It already has 25,000 km. My woman is even more of a biker than me. Whenever he can, he accompanies me on my getaways. Sometimes he encourages me to go to breakfast and walk around where be. She also knows how to wear it, in fact she has worn almost all of the ones I have seen. I have bought, except during periods of pregnancy, although it is not as great as I. After a while he gets tired and climbs up again. Well, I'm getting involved... I was saying that I have taken advantage of this impasse situation to post several. They come out a little to me, maybe I should think more before giving them up. finished. My wife works part time. She is a tax advisor. I have a lot free time in the morning. I still have a few days until the cast comes off. My work is currently covered by a colleague. These are not my first stories writings. I have always been a somewhat compulsive reader and have devoured countless books. I have written several series that deal with mystery and mystery stories. science fiction, a subject that I am much more passionate about than this, but those are not the no one has ever read. I don't think it will happen in the future, I believe it for I enjoy them and I don't really know where to hang them, that's another thing. Today my blog has had to record my experiences as a teenager in that hot summer of 1980. It is the only story where I am going to place myself as the protagonist and except for the fictionalization necessary to connect the different situations, for one time, it will be very close to the reality that I remember having lived in those moments. He was then 17 years old. I finished the course with average grades but without any suspense. I admit that I was quite angry with my father and vice versa. He was the director of a campsite and every year I helped him in the reception during the summer season. The previous season, it had turned out quite complicated for me and the trust that my father had in me had dropped many integers. I wasn't surprised. That summer my mother came to withdraw even the word. I'm not exaggerating. It was a really tremendous summer in parties and troubles. My hormones were completely out of control and I had a hard time control myself a lot. Come on, it was hot all day. I got into several skirt troubles and some fights. In the end, my father threatened me with being the last year I worked for him. He warned me to forget not to hit summer. He would take care of that. He got to work and thanks to his contacts He found me a place in a large luxury hotel near the town. It was located in a picturesque and beautiful area of the coast, its owner and my father had been friends for many years. I showed up for the interview and it seems being that I gave the profile, both in image and in knowledge. During several seasons since he was almost a child, he had dealt with tourists of various nationalities, learning to speak several languages regularly and well. The writing, except for the two that I have always studied as a foreign language, I it was more difficult. As the phrase goes, "He was young, but sufficiently prepared." He sent me to visit the Governess so that she could give me the uniform. This consisted of 3 sets of white shirts, 3 dark ties with the silver thread insignia of the establishment, a kind of very gray tuxedo dark and two gray pants with thin stripes. I tried on the outfit and I was quite screwed looking at myself in the mirror, until that date, except in situations specials, I had never worn a suit in my life. The clothes were light but it was summer and on the coast, we can suffer high temperatures and degrees of humidity to Take away anyone's desire to leave the house all day. At least I worked with air conditioning, but sometimes it didn't stop me from sweating like a chicken It didn't look bad on me, although they touched up several things, I have always had a good plant. Already at that time he was five feet two inches tall and weighed about 78 Kg.. I am dark-skinned, amber eyes, I have been very sporty all my life. During For 5 years I was a national division player in a sport that I prefer not to mention (you never know who might read this and start connecting the dots).Doing an aside, now I realize that I always make sure that the protagonist of some stories are athletic. It must be an obsessive personal fixation of mine. for the real experiences I have had in the competition. At that time there was helped the team rise to 1st national and was super satisfied with the season we had done. My club, he rushed (knowing the change in me employment situation) to contact the director of the hotel center and they reached an agreement for him to have leave on certain days of the summer, he had to play in various tournaments. One of them in France. On the first day, I was introduced to the entire team at reception and concierge. They were almost all, relatively young people, very educated and professional. I hit it off with a fellow receptionist, he was studying tourism and it was his second season at the hotel. It was a Super nice and quite attractive guy. Very good person. Player A die-hard soccer player, he played in a regional division. It was a little taller than me, one or two centimeters and of a similar physical build. He was 18 years old. I think he adopted me as his new rookie buddy-buddy. Even today, we We go to dinner alone from time to time, with the permission of my beloved wife, of course. and their occasional partners. We return early and sober...almost always. That same night, having a drink with him, he warned about employee-customer relationships. It was the second year that I worked there and had made a personal planning, parallel to that of the reception, where, based on the reservations received at the hotel, he knew when his orders were arriving. long-awaited summer vibes. I don't know who's daughter... so-and-so's wife... separated...fuck with the guy, he didn't lose a stitch. And most importantly, they were already repetitions of the previous year. Surely the list would suffer declines, but also there would be new registrations. He was quite a veteran. I could barely hide my admiration. The truth is that in those moments, everything that was sex and I am very interested in relationships. Antonio was clearly already playing in a upper division. He told me that if I was smart he was going to blow me up from fucking, but I had to be smart and have some basic concepts clear. The first thing, the dissimulation We should never be caught with a client in a situation committed, when in doubt... better to do nothing. The second: indifference. In front of others, unless she wanted to start a conversation with us, This attitude had to be neutral and respectful. Do not commit anyone to out of place looks or gestures that denounce some type of relationship. and the Third, prudence. He told me: you will find yourself in situations in which, the companion, the daughter or the niece, to give you an example, will try to give you a fuck, sometimes to have a good time, sometimes because he likes you and they have heated with you., but sometimes they will do it to screw the partner or the family. Be careful who you sleep with. Here come important people and with a lot money. Some may be real gangsters. Play it safe...don't worry get involved with people who may end up shooting you or having you shot hit Don't forget what I tell you. No matter how good it is, there can be problems, don't get into his bed. We are on the coast. Three kilometers from In this hotel there are more than fifty nightclubs and hundreds of thousands of people. There is where to choose, you understand what I mean, last year, a kid who was in the janitor was abruptly fired when he was caught with a client in the beach toilets. When her husband found out, I don't know how, he managed to get off. to the locker room areas, following the boy as if he were a dog rabid.. They had to separate him between several waiters. He threatened to kill him, He even pointed his finger at you like it was a gun. The police came and Everything, you can imagine what a mess it got. . I took good note. His message was clear. There are a thousand prey in the sea, do not swallow the hedgehog. The truth is that without being aware, Antonio and I began to form a perfectly synchronized team. Both in our work, we made ourselves respected by others because we were quite fast and efficient, like night owl companions. I assure you that the coast has always It has been a very careful mess in the summer and always will be. The head of reception, a good man who was a piece of bread, deceased by the way Unfortunately last year, the "duo" called us behind our backs dynamic." And it wasn't because of how well we sang, I can assure you that. I checked it out one night at a karaoke bar. That day we celebrated my eighteenth birthday. I have them on July 1st. He had been working for almost a month. we went to that place with two Dutch friends that I will later tell you about they. Come on, if we had to earn a living singing...Antonio was really terrible, I managed to more or less maintain the tone and the rhythm. He sang freely, he was not able to wait for the verse to begin. He didn't care. He let out shrill screams with such enthusiasm that it cut through breathing. Look at the time that has passed since that night and the owner from the club, my friend who is quite old now, still remembers the belly laugh that we found ourselves listening to my colleague's discordant ballads. A week after working at the hotel, Antonio came very excited and Pedro told me, man, the XXXX family is coming tomorrow. Were Dutch. I looked at the planning and yes, indeed, there was an entry of 4 people with that surname, divided into two double rooms. It seems that the previous year he had been dating the youngest daughter during the time They spent their vacation at the hotel. He told me, we have a little problem, ago two weeks Sofía sent me a letter home and told me that this year she was coming with her older sister Let him rest assured that she was very horny and drinkable, but that I didn't want to nor could I leave her hanging. It seems that she has broken up with her boyfriend and is something sad Try to take advantage. He is twenty-three years old. Something bigger for you taste, I know, (I knew I was dedicated to girls my age or something older young) also, with the plant you have I don't think it will be noticeable at all and if You are a good friend as I hope you are.... you will use that golden pickaxe of yours when you want to achieve something, come on... you'll see how it turns out well, but boy begins to wake up, remember that here one day you may be presented with one of Forty-something very good and eager to eat you.. This is how it goes, "open your mind" (that and "shit" are his two main favorite expressions). We'll see Let's see how we handle it when they arrive... Well okay... if you say so. The next day, for That night, when I got up to my post, I saw that Antonio was fluttering nervously by the concierge. I was in a bad mood, my bike had refused to start and I had to kick the lever a lot to get there in time. to work. When the clients left us somewhat alone, he approached me and said in the ear They are having dinner at table 8 in the first dining room. Sofia asked me to When you arrive, stop by so the sister can take a look. The most busty is the sister. We have arranged to go out tonight and if he likes you, we will Let's go, the four of us, come on...wake up. While he was explaining the matter to me, She adjusted the tie as if she were my mother. Damn, leave the tie alone Damn, you're making me nervous... come on, give me those papers and he approached me billing. The sooner this ends the better. I wasn't sure that I I like the idea of a blind date. What if I didn't like her? I I was trying my hand at flirting with another system, observing, choosing, isolating the prey and attack thoroughly. And sometimes also, fleeing hastily with the tail between the legs. I passed through the dining room as naturally as I could and luckily It helped me a little to be able to calmly observe the newcomers. In that At that moment, some crepes were flaming and several customers were leaving the dining room. I waited with education that passed by me... I looked first and carefully at Antonio's temporary girlfriend. I was curious. She was watching me covertly with a half smile. He looked me over from top to bottom. I have to recognize, without false modesty, that I was much more handsome in appearance than my mate (said by girls in general, it's not my opinion, I'm just stating it as a fact), but also more serious, although quite ironic, less given to easy laugh When Antonio laughed, he spread his good humor around him, his Sympathy attracted women like a magnet. He was and is a cracker. I'm sure that You will never read this story unless I tell you how to do it. If any day I do it, I think we will have a really pleasant and endearing time. Sofia She was tall, maybe like him. Beautiful face, although a little thin for my taste. All in place but without excessive curves. I found out later that Antonio had a stereotype of a woman and dedicated herself to trying to clone it in her future conquests whenever he could, with the logical variations of age and hair color. The sister was more exuberant. Her name was Sonya. He was 6 years older and you could see the age difference. He was about the same height and with a good pair of tits. Also very pretty, with those silky hair and those round faces, typical of that country. She seemed too much of a woman for me. Sofia was only 17 years and still carried some traces of a girl. Sonya received a discreet nudge from his sister and looked at me with a face of recognition. He observed me with little concealment. It seemed to me that I had not passed the exam and with my papers under my arm, I returned at reception almost relieved. I didn't like being treated like a commodity. I don't I had just convinced all this movement mounted behind my back. I like to control my environment, I can't stand manipulation. Macho, I told Antonio, today you don't fuck, you go to have a carbine. I'm afraid I haven't passed the exam. I see you doing cicerone with both of them, kicking and dragging you through all the dens to the sunrise. Antonio looked at me with a displeased face and told me to wait until to talk to Sofia. After a while, I was at the commissaries handing out cards of customers who had ordered breakfast from room service when Antonio appeared at a trot. Damn man, where the hell are you getting into, hey true....you have a clinical eye that is real shit... Sonya says that You are worth it as a partner, no problem for her if you agree. Less bad... I thought the first night with Sofía was going to shit. will not leave alone with her sister the first night they are together. We found ourselves in one of the pretty gardens away from the hotel entrance and discreetly, we boarded a colored Simca 1200 champagne, dented and somewhat dilapidated, property of Antonio's father. The truth The thing is that we understood each other very well with them speaking in English. Sonya was nice, very attentive and I noticed that she had the need to have fun, she was very cheerful. We were both sitting in the back seat. I was a little nervous, She watched me constantly while we talked. I'm a little shy and I was excited but somewhat uncomfortable. I admit that I was impressed by his intelligence and to a certain extent, he sensed that he had a lot of experience with the uncles The truth is...I felt..."small" next to her. We arrive at a well-known cove where there is a terrace bar, somewhat bohemian and famous for its cocktails and carefully chosen music and punctured by the owner. I, abusing his friendship, called him on the phone to reserve a specific place on the terrace for me. We sit at a table which was somewhat removed from the others. It is located on a landing of the stairs of passage that leads to the old coastal path. The sea views are really impressive. On one side of the booth there is a button to notify the bar if you want to ask for something. They brought us some cahipirinhas, a Brazilian drink that at that time year began to cause a sensation and we drank three jugs almost in a row. we were quite happy. Sonya and I hit it off that night. I touched myself with dissimulation but without cutting. I was going at a somewhat slower pace with her. Anthony He put it directly and suggested that we go swimming at a beach near that bar We parked the car in a nearby field and in a rush we We started playing in the water. The couples formed quickly. Sonya fucked me waist and we began to walk away from them. In the shelter of some rocks I made him lie down in the sand. He saw that I was like a flan and he understood that I I found something blocked with his presence. He adapted to the new role of governess naturally... she began to kiss me tenderly and caress me without rush My initial nerves began to disappear and I began to collaborate on give you pleasure with all my enthusiasm. I owe a lot to Sonya for what I learned that night. She was truly my first teacher in the long and difficult art of please a woman. He taught me how to eat pussy the way an aunt likes it eat it, not how many think they like it, which is different. It was also the first woman to swallow my semen. I had already cummed in some people's mouths friends, sometimes by accident and sometimes with consent, but I never saw them I would like to swallow it. She did like it, I think she was very comfortable in her maternal-sexual role, she was morbid to see in me a dedicated student who He wanted to explore all its corners and learn to satisfy her. He taught me postures and caresses that made me better as a man and as a lover. It was a Very pretty girl, accommodating and with a strong and hard body like a rock. AND Frankly, very experienced and tireless. That day, frozen with cold, I entered my house at 8 in the morning. My mother's despair was quite important. My father looked at me out of the corner of his eye all day, his expression was a sly mixture between feigned anger and understanding look. A few days later, the night receptionist fell with the scooter he had to come to work and injured his wrist. like me He was the last one to arrive, I had to replace him for the time necessary to that he would recover. What a disgusting schedule. It started at twelve at night and It ended at eight in the morning. My biological clock was completely altered. They helped me during the night, a very nice luggage carrier who He had been working there longer than Cascorro was doing the military, (if I was missing for a while, the reception didn't suffer too much, he had 10 times more experience than a server) and two guards who made rounds around the perimeter. Was comatose, almost exhausted. I barely slept. I had to abuse coffee with frequency. Sonya looked for me at every moment, during the day whenever we could, I would fuck her in any relatively remote corner, beach, forest, empty family apartment, etc. At night, sometimes at dawn, the I saw him appear in the elevator and stealthily head towards one of the cozy and empty rooms that were at the end of the large reception hall. HE He would stop at the door, check if I was alone and if so, he would make a gesture to me. "come" with her hand, I followed her inside and in an animalistic and We hurriedly fucked quickly so that no one would catch us. Many times I went down with accessible clothing and without underwear to avoid wasting time. I finished exhausted but very satisfied. She, apparently, delighted. Finally, although with quite a bit of sadness, (I half fell in love and curiously we saw each other again some time later) late again, although in a very different situation... ), the two little sisters They returned to their country, sad but well fucked. He took care of that... dynamic duo The penultimate night that he replaced the injured man Buddy, something unusual happened, at least for me. It happened to me for the first time although not lastly, what Antonio always defined as "a violation spoiled for the love of work." He always boasted of having given her happened that twice the year before. I was quite skeptical and scoffed telling him that he had dreamed that in some drunken drinking binge... his third most pronounced favorite word. I received a call from room 203. The lady She was very nervous, she told me in French that her husband was sick, that if she could go up to help her. I was tempted to send the guards, but that night the Things were very calm and late arrivals were not expected. As it was already quite bored of rereading a motorcycle magazine for the third time, I introduced myself Personally, to see what was happening, I must have been moved by morbidity. I told my assistant that if he needed me, I was in that room. I wrote down the number the Red Cross in case he had to call an ambulance from there. It is clear that "Curiosity killed the cat." The scene was not wasted. I almost missed it laughter in front of the lady. It was to piss and not leak. The uncle was in I ground completely naked with my ass in the air. The smell of alcohol in the bedroom was quite intense. His snoring....really monumental. The lady, about thirty-something lengths, I passed a handkerchief full of of ice cubes from the bar cabinet, which was open and totally destroyed. All the liquor bottles were empty. Next to the On television I saw a large bottle without a drop of Vodka. What a mix. The woman She was in underwear, not very provocative, although very tight, I would rather say sporty, it looked like a two-piece gym outfit. He had a good body, It was obvious that he took care of himself. Very nice tits, brunette with curly hair in stocking mane. Some wrinkles, but they didn't look bad on her, it even made her more interesting. A good butt. Very tanned. I was a little drunk. Because of the smell it gave off, I assumed that what put him in the tone was the brandy. He is a bad traveling companion, I know from experience. I took off my jacket and tie to be more comfortable. Between the two of us and with great difficulty we got him onto the bed. Don't see how heavy it was the whale calf He was quite flabby and weighed 20 kg more than his body and heart would have been grateful. He stayed lying on his side. Your body looking straight ahead to the window.... I heard him snort like an elephant. The guy yawned opening his mouth like a walrus and after making sure with two good grunts that his organ specialized in snoring was working perfectly, he resumed score with renewed enthusiasm... he gave us in a moment a serenade of the damn let's go. I looked at his wife with some pity.... damn what had to be sleep every night next to such a phenomenon. She was looking at him with disgusted expression, half lying on the bed. I asked him if he wanted a doctor would come. He shook his head, told me with an embarrassed expression that the Her husband's illness would be cured when he got over the drunkenness. he smiled at me with a countenance that my still little experience did not know how to interpret. He uncrossed the legs and approached me, crawling little by little on the bed.... he asked me If I was in a hurry... he didn't even let me answer it, he grabbed me by the shirt and with The somewhat unstable gaze brought me closer to her. He gave me a deep kiss on the mouth .... I was almost out of breath and very red. The truth is that I loved it how well that woman kissed. He made me lie down on the carpet in the side and got off the mattress to climb on top of me like a cat. He looked for me I eagerly unzipped my pants and took off my belt and pulled them down with violence, he looked at me with his mouth half open, breathing heavily, with a rebellious lock covering one of his eyes. I still remember it as if it were today. That day I learned what a woman wants when she looks at you that way. I don't know She entertained herself with caresses, no tenderness, she took off her panties and stuck my cock in to the bottom in one fell swoop. I noticed how her puddled sex was devoured by I complete my cock. He bit one hand to muffle his moans, the other he had leaning on my chest. His eyes were closed and his face was contorted. expression of pleasure. I was excited and scared at the same time, maybe that It made me endure the devastating attack. Fuck and the husband snoring like a car driver one meter away from us. It was clear that if Antonio saw me in that situation, he tells me to hell for bothering to waste his time giving me so many pieces of advice, clearly useless from what we've seen so far. I never know I explained. Unless he reads it himself in the clear future. Suddenly, we were almost for the heart. In the midst of one of his splendid braying, the dry music and the sleeping beauty began to turn towards us. She He lay down with his face pressed against my neck. If the guy didn't get out of bed, which given his state was quite difficult, he couldn't see us, we were about below your field of vision. We remain silent holding the breathing. Seriously.... I had the balls to tie. Fortunately, within a few seconds we heard with relief a new and powerful roar that would have put even a hungry lion to flight. Not then Happy with torturing our eardrums, the bastard let out quite a fart. sonorous and pestilential and began to play his infernal symphony again. She laughed short and covered my nose with his fingers when he saw my disgusted face.... he gave me another kiss and began to impale himself again. I tried to hold on well I could...she was a true Amazon. In the end, with relief I took advantage when I was running to fill her pussy with hot cum. The classes he gave me Sonya had made me improve a lot as a lover. Now I knew what I had to do and above all...very important, what should never be done. continued sighing and riding me more slowly. In the end she remained still and with a face He smiled at me with satisfaction. She made me stand up and cleaned my dick with her mouth. He only told me Merci garçon, he turned flirtatiously and bent down to pick up something in her bag. She still had her dark top but she was naked from the waist to below. I watched, super excited, as a thread of semen lazily descended from her pussy and slowly descended her tanned leg. It was the first time that I was paying attention to that detail. The contrast between the color of your skin and white transparency of the sperm excited me tremendously and since then, I recognize which is something that is always cool for me to contemplate. He turned around smiling and gave me a thousand pesetas, mind you, a piece of tip at that time. He walked me to the door and Giving me one last kiss we said goodbye with a knowing smile. I came back to me put it and looked at the planning. Too bad...they were leaving tomorrow. I normally worked morning hours and only had You have to return to the hotel from 8 in the afternoon until 10 at night. reinforced the extra work of getting in to dinner. That day I opened the arrival of a reservation. TO At 9 at night a couple showed up with their daughter. They were Belgian. The girl I was about 18 years old. She was physically very pretty, although in my opinion, more than type that Antonio liked, but something in his look and the way he behaved It caught my attention. She was half redheaded and very freckled. Stylish body and both the ass and the not very prominent breasts. However, his way of move and the elegance with which he picked up things had me dazzled. It was very attractive face. The emerald green eyes left you stunned when you looked. He had full lips and an enigmatic smile. The planned stay It was 10 days. Their parents could tell from miles away that they had a lot of money. She dressed in the latest fashion but always trying to show meat, with class, but teaching..... The second night of my stay, I noticed that sat on some very designer loungers that we had on the entrance porch of the hotel. He had a book and began to read. From his position he could see the entire reception through the large windows at the entrance. Antonio, whom few things escaped him, especially if they were about skirts, he nudged me and He told me, whispering so that the other receptionist wouldn't hear us: Dude, don't go looking now, but the redhead doesn't He's taken his eye off you since he sat on the lounger. I didn't want raise your head and look at her to avoid coincidence. Whispering in turn I told him looking at him out of the corner of his eye: Of course, how are you not going to notice that detail if you don't You've stopped ogling her since she left the dining room. After a while, I also began to observe her surreptitiously. It was true, he was watching me. Me I liked what I was seeing. He had come down with very short pants that left visible long, pretty legs wearing very pretty sandals. modern for the time. I looked at the dumbfounded face that my partner had while he looked at her. Wow, well that's one of the ones that suits you best, that It's a shame... once you fall in love, the aunt goes and chooses me... you see. raising crows.... I told him slyly, with a face of feigned sadness, while giving him a victorious slap on his dejected back. Come on and what den, I'm not going to try hard, it seems that she has already chosen for us.... The second night, I found out that I was deaf and mute. It was quite a surprise. I admit that for me at that moment it was like a kind of morbid defiance. No wonder I didn't even know what the tone of his voice was like. I stayed embarrassed. How do I make myself understood? I decided that the best language is a good smile and the long-suffering language of gestures. It was hardly necessary, he read me her lips perfectly when she spoke to him in French. I have never known if She was completely deaf and mute. I was surprised by the gift he had. We are done having a long personal relationship that I will not explain here. Punctual, every night he appeared after dinner, sitting strategically and looking at me while I pretended to read. He no longer bothered hide his interest in me. I decided more on the painful elbows that Antonio said that on his own initiative, I was and am shy with women, I admit that it is difficult for me to start, then the really complicated thing is to get stand up With some nerves I surreptitiously let him fall as I passed by her. a note that landed on top of his open book. It was written by me in French. He just said "tonight, I'm going to swim in the cove next to the boat." old. If you want to come, you are invited. About half past eleven." While I was walking away, I saw that he read it and raising his face he winked at me with his best smile. Well, test passed. That girl made me morbid... very morbid, I recognize I went down to the cove alone. Antonio went on a route through the nightclubs. There was almost no one. It was half past eleven at night. I put my towel against the old boat and I was left with only my swimsuit. More or less at quarter of an hour I saw a figure coming down the service road. It was her. I was wearing wearing a kind of short sleeveless dress and some sneakers. The towel It hung from the shoulder. She had let her hair down and was really beautiful. HE He sat next to me and looked at me with some shyness. I started kissing her and fucking her I pointed out the sea by hand. She took off her dress and stood naked, no I was wearing nothing underneath. Wow....and I'm dressed in my swimsuit covering my shames. It was clear that this was the starting signal. We play and we caress in the water. The full moon illuminated like a spotlight and the temperature of the sea water was warm. It looked like a lake because of how still it was. evening. We made love in the breaking waves, she was a very passionate Perhaps his handicap made him enjoy every moment to the fullest. pleasant things in life. I believe without a doubt that I am wrong that she is the most affectionate woman that I have known intimately. He gave himself in and despite not saying a word, his gestures and spasms were strong and somewhat uncontrolled. I took care of you more than you he demanded. Around half past one at night we said goodbye. I accompanied her during all the way up the road, quite dark by the way and I just walked away from it when he entered the hotel gardens. That night, the owner saw us together increase. I got quite nervous and decided to take my long-suffering and temperamental Bultaco and return home. The next day I found a note from the director in my counter. I had to go see the owner around 12 noon. My mother, now I saw myself collecting my things from the locker and giving many explanations to my parents. I went down to administration and the secretary told me that in five minutes I would would receive. I started walking with more nervousness than I would have liked. demonstrate. The secret, a young girl of about twenty-two years old, looked at me with interest. I guess it was clear on my face that I didn't want to go into that meeting. I looked at her more closely and despite my nerves, I had to admit which was a real beauty. Above she was talking to me sitting next to the two of us Telephone operators, excellent girls but unattractive. That image still stood out plus his privileged physique. He's in a good mood, I'm telling you that in case it helps. something. He smiled mischievously at me as he told me about it. Damn how pretty It was.....and what a voice he had, a tingling sensation entered my body, unknown to me. until that date. It was a revelation. I smiled at her for the first time and approached her. she. You will see that it will soon change for the worse. I'm afraid that I am responsible for the saying "it's a wonderful day but you'll see how it comes." someone and screws him up", well I think I'm the one who's going to screw him up this tomorrow. I said it with a sad face. He started laughing at my idea. I was going to say something when the intercom rang "come in." Hmm....the tone was dry. Bad business. Hello Pedro, how are you....please sit down. This Tomorrow I just had breakfast with your father. When I heard it, a shiver came over me. Fine, thanks. Look, Mr. García, I know that you saw me last night and if you allow me, I want you to Know before you tell me anything, that there is no relationship between that client and me. no type. I have the habit of taking a bath in the cove when I finish work at night (he had seen me do it several nights) and yesterday when I went up Along the way it seemed to me that the girl was looking at the darkness with some reservation. Me I offered to accompany her to the hotel. I let out the lie with my best face gambler. Don't worry, I didn't call you about that. Nor do you I accuse you of nothing, I did not see any improper conduct in you that I should censure you. I called you because I have a commitment with a friend who has a business. recreational boats and asked me to help him with a recording advertising in several languages. I ask you as a personal favor to record the tour in English and French. I know you speak them very well. Godsss....what rest. He had to notice me... he thought the worst and he had only called me for that recording nonsense. Keep in mind that in those years, there was not as much people who really mastered several languages, not even on the coast, those who They used to be almost always foreigners and some nationals, but few. me without Go further had made some money, selling like a mercenary that ability. When I left his office, the nice secret was taking his bag and headed for the exit. I saw that she was tall, five foot seven. All a woman She was wearing tight jeans that showed off her rotund curves and a purple t-shirt that outlined her beautiful torso. He stopped to talk with one of the telephone operators and I was able to enjoy its tremendous beauty. He looked at me with curiosity when he felt observed. At least for me, it was perfect and still being. You will understand why I speak in the present tense. Big and pretty breasts, narrow waist and an ass that, seen from any perspective, made me fly the imagination. Straight black hair, she had it cut pharaoh style, arms lengths and pianist's hands. His fingers are slender and very well cared for. His eyes... It looks a little on me, doesn't it?.....greenish and somewhat torn. That trait, still accentuates it more with the way you put it on. Sometimes I have asked him to extreme it and it looks almost oriental. I stop talking about her anymore. If he finds out, he'll kill me. sure. It's my wife. She was then 22 years old and I was 18. That day we saw each other first time both. I have had the immense fortune to enjoy your company and of his love for almost thirty years. I hope and wish to do it for many years to come. further. I can't capture it. I have no words. There is no format, nor enough paper in the world to write what I feel for her. End of this story. Antonio was waiting for me nervously at the entrance of reception. Can you find out what the hell happened so the owner would call you? Do you know anything about our businesses? He told me with a worried face. It is seen that They had told him about my mandatory appointment and he thought the worst. Calm down man and stop shaking like a babe.... I just wanted him to record in two languages a pain in the ass of a visit that he has to make a boat. On top of that, I'll have to do it for him for free because he's a very good friend of my father and he has known me since I was little. He asked me as a favor. That is to say no money You see... Damn..., Now it turns out that you're a fucking plugged-in. I'm here acting out and worried about your luck and your bastard, drinking coffee with the big boss... He has screwed us... the protégé. He told me with a face sly I gave him a strong kick in the butt and without stopping to wait for his sure answer, I remember saying "Come on, a race." I went out running at full speed, I needed to get rid of the accumulated tension and that was a system as good as any other. He chased me like a lightning bolt and We ended up sitting sweating on a bench in the gardens several hundred meters away. meters from the exit. The gardeners saw us speed by. Their faces said it all, "These two are to be locked up" We laughed while we snorted like buffaloes. He is a great friend. Life has not treated him very good on the topic of stable relationships. It's a shame, because it's a great guy. I think he didn't know how to choose the woman of his life at the time. And I know that he could do it, because I have met them all and I know that there were several excellent candidates that he let slip away due to his bad head. It is tragic that with his experience will fail in the most important choice, but to some extent it is Logically, sex and love are not the same, he has always confused them. Himself he recognizes it. Since I was spending that night at Karaoke, I always sang outside of stanza. Honestly, I was lucky enough to come across someone at that moment. very special for me and realizing that my life wouldn't be exciting if I didn't I managed to make her fall in love. I wasn't wrong. I confess without hesitation that I pray every night to God to let me live one more day with her. Wow...what am I getting tender... let's continue... Chrome