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Zaragoza wasn't the slam dunk I was hoping for. We had several issues getting the system to communicate with the server before we found the problem. Even then, we weren't able to bring all the units up, and found another issue with the database. For some reason the Zaragoza records were firewalled, and it took a bit of work to get the access tunnelled. It was late by the time we were finally up and running, but managed to get the demo up before we'd lost any credibility.Pablo was great in support, and Chris managed to keep the brass from breathing down our necks. My favorite Major kept her distance, watching all, but staying out of it. When the demo was fully functional and running with access to all necessary data, I stepped back and let Pablo drive again.He was getting good at it, and asked around for suggestions, providing the required results almost instantaneously. I was finally able to slide out of the limelight, and hunt down a coke.Major Ana Isabel de Borbon is a demon. She

"Absolutely. No doubt. Without any reservations." I reached over and stroked her leg, only inches from me.She looked at me very intently. "The rules have not changed, Jack. If that bothers you, and you wish to leave, I understand."My hand caressed further up her bare thigh. No stockings tonight. Just an incredible bra and panty set that nearly had me panting. "Ana Isabel, I'm happy to spend any time I can with you. Anyway I can.""Then why don't you get comfortable?" she said softly.I quickly stripped down to my boxers, and climbed back onto the bed with her. She turned to me pulling me into her arms, and kissed me like we were long lost lovers. My hands were not idle as I explored her soft skin.After a few minutes of play, I worked my way down her body and between her legs. She opened them for me, allowing me to touch and caress her, slowly homing in on my true target. I could smell her need and it was getting to me. I chewed on her pussy through her silken panties, and wanted so

"You told me you were not married, but forgot to mention your living arrangements, did you not?""Ah, so you WERE eavesdropping last night.""It is like you say, I see all, hear all," her smile was teasing."And what did you hear?" I asked."So much. Once I knew what to ask, it all comes out, you know." She glanced over at Pablo who blushed again. "And I was not the only one listening last night.""Pablo!" I reached out and poked him. "Bros before hoes, man!"He looked at me curiously. "Bros before hoes?""Guys have to stick together. No conversing with the enemy.""She is my cousin, Jack," he said with a hangdog look.I relented. "No problem. Nothing to hide, really. I do live in a house with several women, and I am in a relationship with two of them."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, the

My last full day in Spain started auspiciously, pounding my pretty little boss from behind. I thought I'd be exhausted, but I felt energized. I left Chris dozing in bed and headed down to the hotel gym, putting in 40 minutes on the treadmill and another 15, or so, on the weights.Back upstairs, Chris had retreated to her room preparing for the day ahead.It was my last full day in Spain, and I realized that I didn't want to be there. I wanted to be home, with Debbie and Beth, in my own house. I'd been away long enough.I had finished getting ready for another day of training, when I heard the knock. I instinctively turned toward the door separating our rooms, but I realized it was the front door. Looking out the peephole, I saw a slight man dressed in a suit."Señor Morgan?"I removed the chain from the door, opening it wide."Yes?"I was unprepared for the sudden blow to my gut, doubling me over. A large man in a poorly fittin

It felt much like our first day, and I allowed her to introduce me to some more exotic delicacies, while we clung to each other, ignoring most of our companions. I still wasn't used to their habit of brushing all the crumbs and napkins onto the floor, but when in Rome...We had dinner at the famous El Botín, the world's oldest restaurant. It was right around the corner, and I was told a little of the history on the way. We ate on the second floor, immortalized by Hemingway in The Sun Also Rises. Our waiter, after seating us, pointed out, "That very chair you sit in was one of Hemingway's favorites."Ana Isabel, seated between me and the wall, laughed. "Please. I hear that every time we come here, everywhere we sit."A man in a suit appeared beside our waiter. "Anita, don't tease the waiters."She rose and turned to him, giving him a hug. "Antonio! It is so nice to see you."He beamed. "So the suckling pig finally draws you back? It's been ag