Posted by SenorPanocha on December 06, 2000 at 17:02:45:
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I called Favorita # 2 Wed and set up a date for Fri afternoon. I have been feeling guilty about not spending time with her lately,she is very sweet and I like her very much but Trophy Favorita #1 has been getting most of my attention,partially because she is such a challenge and my time is limited. I'm now thinking this is most likely a mistake on my part because Favorita # 1 probably is unattainable whereas #2 is now a girlfriend. # 2 speaks almost no English and with my Paltry Spanish it is a Titanic struggle but we have been having fun discovering each other and she treats me like I'm GOD. I decided that I wasn't going home early this time....#2 will get my full attention.[ told my wife I'd be in Santa Ana playing Poker all nite with my baseball Buds]. We meet at the Plaza,she is dressed in a tight black knee length knit skirt that clings to her ass tightly, high heels,sweater,hair in a pony tail and full make-up. She has high cheek bones and very full lips,just luscious. I remember the first time I was with her,trying to kiss those lips she would coyly turn her face slightly which I understood and respected. NOW she tries to swallow my whole face,but I digress. I was sweating bullets while shopping because Favorita #1 likes to shop and I can just imagine her seeing me at the Plaza with # 2 and the both of them having my balls for lunch. Anyway we shopped and I bought her some nice underwear that I would later rip off in La Cama. Then we went and saw that Brendan Fraser piece of shit,"Bedazzled". At least Elizabeth Hurley is worth the price of admission.This is the one where Elizabeth Hurley is the Devil and grants Brendan Fraser 7 wishes. If that had been me,the first thing I'd have wished for was to FUCK Elizabeth Hurley. The second thing would have been to have discovered TJ 20 years ago. While were watching the movie we move the arm rest between us and she has me put my arm around her waist. She guides my hand down the back of her skirt so I can feel her thong,now I get to play with her ass and thong thru most of the movie.Then she puts her legs up on my lap,She turns to me and says," you like?" "Oh si,I like mucho". She then takes my coat and drapes it over our laps so she can "stroke my genius" through my pants. I thought about trying to drill her right there in the theatre. Who gives a shit about Elizabeth Hurley? Niether of us is hungry yet{ not for food anyway} so we head for the Hotel,this is one appetite I HAVE been working up all afternoon. Just the site of her walking around that mall and having all the guys stop,stare, and salivating all over her and the way she swings that ass of hers makes me feel like KING COCK in the land of Vagina's. I especially like taking her to Dorians downstairs in the cosmetics Dept. and turning her loose on the sales girls,she blows them away. We get to the hotel,she models the stuff we bought and then we proceed to fuck each other's brains out for the next 90 minutes,I used that Horny goat weed stuff and all I can tell you is it is the Bomb,the Shit,or whatever the fuck is currently used to describe something that really works these days. I have used this stuff twice now,[ ALTHOUGH not with my wife,....I know,I know,I'm an asshole} and I'm harder,longer and better,no side effects.{ Sorry for the visual}. She is soaking wet below from me working her clit and than she insists that I " fuck her mouth" { she does know a little English,but I taught her that.}She is taking English lessons from me......we are working on " Please fuck me", Please fuck me silly","Please fuck me Hard",well, you get the idea,.....hey, I want her to be polite,right? I can't think of anything sexier than watching her sitting up on the dresser length wise,her knees in sit-up position,her torso twisted slightly wearing only my t-shirt while she puts on her make-up.She takes a while and I sit there spellbound just looking at her. I love to look at her legs,her perfectly painted cute little toes,the way she takes care to make sure everything is perfect.If I didn't or couldn't appreicate women in my 20's and I know I didn't, I'm sure making up for it now. I appreicate every little wonderful goddamn thing they do. I'm doing my best to capture an image of her in my mind so I can remember her like this all week. I make her pick a resturant, so she picks "Mr. Fish". We walk in about 7, very few people there yet,she tells me she goes here with her amiga's on occasion,and it is good. Service is impeccable,we are waited on hand and foot,the owner or manager,an older man is helping us decide and finally he insists on making us 'something special',it is a combination plate,mussels,chili Releno's,crab,rice dish..etc.She insists on feeding me,showing me how to prepare the mussels with lime and adding a little hot sauce then mixing it and making me eat it without a fork by slurping it down from the shell. We proceed to get drunk,she is drinking whiskey and water and I'm drinking a Martini,I usually just have one,but she takes advantage of my not understanding Spanish and orders me another one even though I had said no to the waiter. She sips my drink and wrinkles her nose,she hates it.I think we got really good service because the waiters enjoyed watching us make idiots out of ourselves,she continually puts her hand around my head and pulls me to her so she can tell me things I can't always understand,while she kisses me.This nite she told me how she was my puta in the bedroom but that she hoped I respected her otherwise. All during dinner between the giggleing and kissing me and me trying to control her after her 4th drink, I'm calling my Spanish speaking friends in the U.S. AND THEY ARE TALKING TO HER during dinner translating for me what she is trying to tell me,most of which is dirty. I forgot where I was at one point because I got excited when one of my friends told me she said " I want to be your PUTA,in La Cama. I said IT so loudly that the three older ladies at the next table could hear us " OH!! YOU WANT TO BE MY PUTA??!!,SI,SI." She about shit but she was laughing so hard she almost fell on the floor,telling me" SH,SH,!!!", putting her finger to lips so that I would understand you can't be so loud with that word. She has to get home and relieve the baby sitter and we have been together all day so she insists on dropping me at the border first because she doesn't want her kids to get used to seeing me around.She knows I'm married and I think it is very smart on her part to shield her children this way......so thats where I end up although, THAT is not where I want to go. As soon as she is out of site I hop BACK INTO ANOTHER CAB and head to Adelita's,{I know I'm a shit,BUT SO ARE MOST OF YOU so who are we kidding?}. This costs me another 6 bucks and I'M SPENDING A SMALL FORTUNE ON CABS DOWN HERE. Now there is no way I'm going home at 9:00 at nite and wasteing this opportunity to see Favorita #1,even though I'd seen her just Tue. If she is there I will ask her to dinner or for drinks,and if she isn't then it's time to plow new ground. I'm hopeing she is there because I SIMPLY DON'T WANT THE NIGHT TO END, I'm as high as a kite on Favorita # 2's love,I'm glowing inside,I can't remember when I've felt this good, whereas Favorita # 1 is the most glamourous women I have ever been with. I can't consider #1 a girlfriend, yet,she is so independent and reserved,a powerful women that can have any man she wants. She is a much tougher nut to crack. I blow into Adelita's looking my dapper best, like I own the damn place,it's packed,but I cut through the crowd like a hot knife thru butter,I intend to sweep down off my white Horse and rescue Favorita # 1 from this Godforsaken place. Right now every man here is my enemy,this is the type of Fantasy that runs thru my head after 14 years of playing semi-pro ball, I turn into a nasty vindictive little bastard when we take the field,this place IS the field right now. There is a huge downside to having feeling's for a Favorita or as with favorita # 2,a girlfriend.When your'e not there you know she is getting plowed by other guys and there isn't a fucking thing you can do about it. It makes me sick to my stomach. The funny part is both my favorita's are BORN AGAIN HARD,happy upbeat attitudes,they take care of business and don't bat an eye. Favorita # 2 showed me a few weeks ago how she goes home at nite and masturbates to porn tapes! " HOLD IT" I said,PORQUE? " DON'T YOU GET ENOUGH OF THIS AT THE CLUB???? She waved me off,took a piece of paper and pen and wrote Sentimientos on it. I called one of my friends and she told him,sex at work doesn't mean anything,she never cums and has no feeling for guys at the club. She told my friend she actually gets nervous before she see's me even though we have been together over a dozen times. With clients it's get em in, get em off and get em out. Both my favorita's tease me about not being tough enough,and I know they are right,I'm not,they are both stronger than me,I'm not sure I wanna be that tough,I'm not sure I can be. I hate this fucking place at this time of night on a weekend,and I hate everyone in it, I just know I'm going to walk in and see # 1 with a client and lose it.I just want to get her out of there so badly I can taste it, I spot her,thank god she is alone. She smiles big as I walk straight for her,I gently put my arm around her perfectly proportioned hips,lean into her and whisper," are you almost done working yet? " SI" she says," then let me take you to dinner". I had temporarily forgotten that I had just fucking HAD dinner. She doesn't hesitate for a second,taking my hand she tells me "I will leave now,wait while I change". At that precise moment,my chest swells and Iam the most relieved and proudest man in the Zona. She honors me with her company. I WANT her on my arm tonight,walking out of that bar. I don't want sex,thats not why I'm here now,I've done that already and if I had asked we could have gone to the room. I have been trying my desperate best for months to show her I'm interested in all of her,I like her A LOT,but she does not trust easily. On top of everything else she makes more than I do and she is way out of my league looks wise....although I do have my qualities,ON A GOOD DAY, and when I'm this confident,I feel I'm her match. She just likes me,she thinks I'm smart and thank god for that because there are many men here to compete with, some with more money,some better looking. Me,I just consider myself blessed that I stumbled into this place, for better or worse these women are a salve for my tortured soul. |
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