A Kinky One-Night Stand #1
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You look like a natural submissive #1
I’d been looking forward to getting away for months, but was short of cash. Working in an office for too long without any sunshine or fun can really drag your spirits down. I needed a break. My mate Claire came up with a great idea for us to try one of those last-minute, long-weekend surprise trips. They were a lot cheaper as the company only revealed the country and not the actual resort, until reaching arrivals.
She offered to help pay, as a birthday gift. I was about to turn thirty and it was too long since I’d let my hair down. So, we decided we had nothing to lose and booked to go to Spain for five days.
When the holiday rep at Gatwick Airport gave us our tickets we eagerly checked out the location we were heading for — Madrid! We were hoping for the coast, but managed to find our holiday spirit after a few G&T’s in the airport lounge.
The flight didn’t take long and in no time we were in Spain booked into a tiny Casa, on the edge of one of the national parks.
“Plenty of country walks to explore,” the rep told us.
Claire and I looked at each other, both wondering if this was going to be a complete disaster. We’d been anticipating nightclubs and romance, not walking boots and maps. But we vowed to make the best of it.
The village where we were staying was very quaint, with just one tiny taverna. The tapas were out of this world. We spent the next day on a walking tour with a few other holidaymakers and were surprised at how much we enjoyed ourselves. After, we visited the restaurant for some more great food and a few glasses of Rioja.
As the waitress brought the plates over, Claire thanked her and added, “The Spanish sure know how to cook. The tapas are incredible.”
In broken English she replied, “ah, noo, noo — the chef — Aidan— is Irish.”
That was a surprise. I glanced towards the kitchen and thought he sure did look Spanish with his swarthy good looks. He caught me checking him out and flashed an amazing smile that made my heart race, just a little.
The following evening we stayed really late and got chatting to Aidan. He was from Dublin and five years older than us. He’d come to Spain on holiday about a decade ago, found a job and never left.
While Claire nipped off to the bathroom he asked me if I’d like to go over to his place the next day for dinner — by myself — as it was his evening off.
I hesitated, explaining it was our last night, and he replied, “Even more reason for you to be there, then.”
He handed me a slip of paper with his address, kissed my hand and said, “Six o’clock sharp. Don’t be late or… I may have to punish you.” All the while he was staring at me intently with his dark brown eyes. Then he was gone.
To be honest I was a little unsure whether I should go. I felt bad about leaving my friend. But from what I’d seen so far I was certain an evening in Aidan’s company would be exciting. Claire agreed, insisting if he’d asked her, she would be ringing his bell on the stroke of seven. I giggled, gave her a hug and went off to get ready.
As I put on make-up I noticed my skin had a sun-kissed, healthy glow from our days out so — anticipating and hoping for some sexy action — I chose white lacy, skimpy knickers, matching bra, a figure hugging shirt and a short denim skirt to compliment my tan.
I knocked on his door with five minutes to spare. Aidan smiled appreciatively at the sight of me. His gaze soaking up my ample cleavage…
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