I felt some jostling behind me, and saw my boss and her coterie slide in behind us. Finally. “Oh! This should be interesting. Tell us more, Jack,” Chris teased.
“Yes, Jack, tell us more,” the teasing Major said.
I scowled at Chris, then turned my attention back to my favorite Major. “I own a large house, with several roommates. Two of them, Debbie and Beth, are my girlfriends, and we share a room.”
Pablo looked surprised. “With two of them?”
“Yes, Pablo. Two.”
“You must be lonely, over here all alone,” Ana Isabel teased. She turned to Chris, “You know these women?”
“I know of them. Seen them around,” she admitted cautiously.
“Are they worthy of him?” Ana asked.
Chris laughed. “Devastating. Both of them. Unworldly.”
I’m sure I blushed, but the room was dark enough I was certain nobody noticed.
After a lot of teasing and coercion, I pulled out my wallet and displayed the one picture I kept of them. In the picture the girls were standing side-by-side, arms around each other’s waists, Beth’s head leaning on Debbie’s shoulder. They were dressed in shorts and t’s, showing a good bit of skin. The wallet was snatched out of my hand and passed around, getting a good bit of play out of the crowd.
The wallet ended up in my Major’s hands and she studied it carefully before passing it back to me. “They are very beautiful,” she said in a neutral voice. “The blonde is a model? An actress maybe?”
“No,” I laughed. “Just a very pretty, very loving woman.” I reached out and stroked her arm, “and no more beautiful than the women of Spain.”
Pablo cheered and raised his cup. “The women of Spain. The most beautiful women in the world.” That got a rise out of everyone around us, and everyone toasted. Except my Major who was disturbingly quiet.
I leaned in to Ana Isabel. “You’re mad at me,” I said for her ears only.
She smiled, a sad little smile. “Mad? No. But it explains a lot. I knew a man like you could not be truly single. But two? Those two?” She rolled her eyes, then took a long hard draw on her drink.
The Colonel brushed up against me, throwing his arm around me. “So now we know!” he laughed. “That’s why Jack spends each night alone, in a city like this. If I went home to that, I would lock the door and never come out!”
I laughed with him, but felt weird doing it. Chris was at his side, and ready to chime in. “And if the rumors are true, then young Jack finds time to play with his other house-mates too. Quite the Lothario.”
“Lothario? Cervantes?” The Colonel asked.
“Casanova. Lady’s man,” Chris explained.
“Ah. Casanova, yes. You should be very careful of him, Chris.” He gave me a hug with his arm, still holding onto Chris.
“Oh, don’t worry about me. I’ve got his number,” she teased.
When he let me go I turned back to the bar, but my favorite Major had left. I hunted down Pablo and asked him where she was.
“Home, I’m sure. She doesn’t stay out with us much. Inappropriate.” He smiled and gave me a nudge. “I think she likes you, Jack.”
I laughed it off. “Not after hearing all that stuff.”
“You don’t know the Spanish women, Jack. Now you are a challenge. Even for the Glacier Major.”
“Afraid not. Back in the deep freeze, I’m sure.”
“No problem. Let us go out. You won’t go home alone. I’m sure.” His big smile was infectious. “With you there, even I won’t go home alone.”
“I don’t think that’s a problem for you, Pablo.”
“Not tonight!”
Chris found me, and pulled me to the side. “Want to make an evening of it? Just you and me? The Colonel’s headed home, and I could use a little ‘quiet’ time.”
It sounded like the best plan to me, and I bowed out of Pablo’s plans assuring him that we’d go out another time. Either on another trip, or when he came to D. C. It took us another half-hour to escape, but I was content to bundle my boss into a taxi to the city. I didn’t feel much like partying, but thought a little quiet no-attachments intimacy would be nice.
And it was.
* * *
On my late night call home, I told the girls they’d been a hit at the bar. “I’m a legend now. They laugh and tease me that they know why I always go back to the hotel and sleep alone.”
“Still no Spanish girls to tease us with?” Beth asked.
“Quiet evening tonight. No parties, no going out. In my room alone, and missing my women.” I confessed.
“Two more days,” Debbie reminded me.
“And then I’m coming home where I belong. I can barely stand it.”
“Are you in bed now?” Beth asked, teasing.
“Yep. And really, really missing you.”
“Are you naked?”
“As a jaybird,” I admitted.
“Hold on, I’m switching phones,” Beth said.
“So the Major’s leaving you alone?” Debbie asked.
“Spent the required 10 minutes socializing, then disappeared into the night. Just the guys, then just me.”
My story was starting to fall apart. My boss had just entered my room, after making her call home. I pointed to the phone, and held up 5 fingers. Five more minutes. She wore a naughty smile, and nothing else, as she slid into my bed, holding her finger over her lips. Crap.
“Good. Come home to me Jack,” Debbie said, almost pleading.
“Day after tomorrow. Then we’re locking the door until Monday.”
I heard Beth pick up. “Guess what Jack? I’m naked too. Tell me, what would you do with me if I was there?”
“Silly girl, if you were here, I’d be fired for dereliction of duty.”
Debbie laughed, “I’ll let you two play. I’ve got to feed the little ones.” She hung up, leaving our ornery younger roommate to tease me.
Evil Chris was leaning against me, gently fondling my cock. I guess she wasn’t quite done for the night.
“Just you and me Jack. Right now. Naked in your bed, in Madrid. What would you do. What would you want me to do? You know what I’d want to do. I’d have your big fat cock in my mouth right now, feeling how big it is, and how it stretches my lips. I’d suck you right down my throat, over and over again, until I made you groan like I love to. Can you feel that? Me sucking you deep? Stroke your cock Jack, like I was sucking you now.”
Surprisingly, the little minx’s words were getting me hard, despite depositing a couple of loads into my accommodating boss, just minutes earlier. Chris’s actions weren’t hurting things either.
“Are you hard? Jack? Hard for me? Hard enough to make me gag, while you fucked my face?” Beth asked.
“Hard as a rock, Beth. God, I’d love to feel your mouth on me.”
Chris took that as an invitation, sucking me deeply.