I go in and talk with my boss. I tell him, "I gotta have a little time off."

The boss wants to know, "Exactly why do you need the time off?" (That's what he asks me. What he really means is, "What dirty, underhanded personnel person is trying to steal you away from us?" My boss is not paranoid. He's way beyond just paranoid!)

I tell my boss, "There's a Valentine's Day gathering at a beach down Mexico way, involving some New York City people. I need to go down and work on my interpersonal relations and also score some pussy."

My boss relaxes a bit. He sneers, "You're really going to work on the interpersonal relations thing down there, aren't you?"

"If I have time, the other item is really key here."

My boss tells me, "I'm gonna have to check on things first." He apparently checks. (None of the other people on the trip are likely recruiters for competitors.) The boss then gets back to me and tells me that I can have the week off.

Okay, I have managed to make some points with 'Loose Linda' and she'll be my Valentine's week date. LL is generally considered to be the prettiest girl of those that I have some access to. She also has a killer rack and the type of body to go with the rack. The reason that I'm able to get a date with LL is that she has something of a bad reputation around town. I'm not going to say that she runs off from her date with some other guy every time, but the incidence is well over 50%.

You might wonder why I would date a girl like Loose Linda? Well, there are two reasons. The first is that rumor around town has it that LL has had ball bearings implanted in her heels. The second is a matter of mathematics. There will be eight boys and eight girls on the Valentine's week trip. One of the idiot boys on the trip will take LL and her ball bearing heels away from me. When he tries to come back and reclaim his original date, he'll discover the reason he should have spent more time working out. One plus one is two minus one plus one is still two, simple math.

Valentine's Day week arrives. Our little group flies down to Mexico. We then take four wheel drive vehicles through a howling wilderness until we arrive at the beach. We then settle into two houses on the beach. The houses are upscale (for the price they cost, they damn well need to be upscale.) The ocean views are spectacular. The houses are located on a large cove, with a golden sand beach.

However. instead of ogling the scenery, LL and I go into our assigned bedroom and we decide to start off by checking out the springs on the bed. Hell, it's been at least eight hours or so since LL has had any sex and she gets horny after such a long layoff.

LL doesn't just take off her clothes to get ready. No, LL, does a strip tease for me. She shows me all of the equipment, a little at a time, with tease. There's no way that a girl has that kind of body, curves, skin tone, muscle tone and looks. However, LL does! LL is obviously well aware of what she has and what effect it has on men.

As LL strips for me, I somehow manage to fumble off my own clothes, with trembling fingers.

Since we're both nude at the end of LL's strip, we jump into bed.

LL, obviously suffering from a bad case of fire in the bush, wants me to just jump her and get with it!

However, with iron discipline, I begin our little sex session by working on LL's tits.

LL likes my working on her tits. However, my working her tits just makes her hornier. After not too long, LL is begging me for cock. (That's the way that I like my women!)

Okay, I mount LL and use the muscles that I have developed, over time, to drive my cock deep into LL's pussy. I do need to get deep because LL is a bit loose in the pussy department, probably because of too many insertions in the past.

Loose pussy or not, LL gives it her all. She rocks, she rolls, she bucks her hips and all the while she begs for harder, deeper and faster.

I give it to her hard and deep. I do take my time and instead of coming when LL does, I'm still pumping her for all I'm worth.

Poor LL is now exhausted and I'm still fucking her hard. LL should be begging for me to come and stop working her so hard. However, LL wants no such thing. LL apparently likes to be fucked first into submission and then total exhaustion.

I continue to work LL and she responds as best she can. She doesn't seem to mind if she's fucked into unconsciousness, just as long as the guy doing it has muscles and a big cock.

After several LL orgasms, I join her and pump my cum deep into her, over several strokes. I then dismount and lie beside an exhausted LL.

I lie there beside her for a while, with both of us breathing hard. I then tell her, "You were incredibly good."

LL doesn't reply, except to cuddle to me, with satisfied little moans and sighs.

I finally get up and get cleaned up. When I get back from the bathroom, I see LL still lying in bed, obviously still exhausted, but apparently pretty much okay. I then throw on some clothes and wander out into the living room of the house that our group has rented. I find the rest of the people in the house (two couples) sitting and talking.

There are a number of things that need to be done while we spend the week down here, in Mexico. The others want to assign work to each of the people in the house.

I don't like having work assigned to me. I find out that I always get meaningless things assigned to me, things that I don't do very well. Thus, I volunteer for the cooking. I live alone and I do cook. They agree to let me do the cooking, at least on a trial basis. (I detect some uncertainty and a sort of, 'It better taste damn good,' attitude from the others.)

It's, by now, getting on to supper time. I check what we have on hand and I cook up some chicken, some rice and some beans. (I also do one other thing that will make my future life, here in Mexico, a great deal easier. As I wait for the current things to cook, I dice some fish and put the diced fish in the 'fridge to marinate in a citrus juice based marinade.)

As I cook, one of the ladies makes up some salads. The others set the table, pour the bottled water (You don't drink tap water in Mexico,) etc. I get the food served out and we sit down to supper. I say, we. I don't include Loose Linda. Apparently LL has recovered from the industrial strength fuck I put into her and she has wandered out to the beach.

 

Gwen is a hot looking, petite babe, but lacking in confidence. The incident with her date dumping her for LL has destroyed any confidence she might have had. The destruction of Gwen's confidence may well have repercussions through the rest of the week.

However, I'm going to give Gwen her confidence back and something else as well. The confidence will take time. The something else, I'll start giving her tonight!

As the new girl in the house, Gwen gets assigned meal cleanup. I help her with what little needs to be done (We got a dish washing machine, first boat all the way!) and tell her that she's now my cooking assistant and we'll share the meal cleanup.

Gwen is too beaten down to argue. She's also too beaten down to argue when I take her luggage up to what will be our room tonight.