We drive for 3 hours, singing loudly along with music on the radio. “You are really a bad singer.” Ben laughs. “I can’t say the same about you though.” I grin. We both know I am a really bad singer, but I don’t care, as long as I have fun, I am okay with making a fool of myself.
“But at least I know how to dance.” I tease him. “I can dance too, but you just never saw me do it yet.” He protests. I would love to see that so I challenge him to go dancing with me tonight. We might not make it to Madrid today. But we will find a nice place to stay for the night.
“We haven’t had a proper meal for days. Want to go to dinner with me tonight?” Ben asks. “Of course I want to, I am always hungry.” I grin.
There is a little town only 10 minutes away from where we are right now, so the GPS tells us and we take the exit.
The town is not that big, but there are many people on the streets and I already saw a few bars and a restaurant. “Let’s see if we can find a hotel here.” I say. We drive around through the small and bright streets. There is a gorgeous hotel in the middle of town. A yellow and brown building, with little balconies. I fall in love with it immediately. “Lets see if they’ve got rooms available here.” I don’t have to try very hard to persuade Ben. “This looks so much better than the hotel last night.” He agrees.
The desk clerk is happy to see us. “Tourists, si?” he asks we both nod. “Americano? Si? “ He asks. Ben nods and I shake my head. “Hollanda.” I reply. “Hollanda, a si.” He claps his hands and smiles. “Amsterdam, si!” I nod. “Americano, Holandés.” He looks from Ben, to me, and back to Ben. “Married? Si?” he asks. We both shake our head. “No, not married.” I say.
He hands us the room key. “I, Pedro, problemas, me.” He holds his hand to his ear, like a phone. I take it that he means we have to call him if there are any problems. “Gracias.” I say.
The first thing I see when I step into the room are the two separate beds. I laugh. “Apparently we are not allowed to sleep in the same bed.”
“Lucky rules are there to break, right?” Ben grins. And walks to the bed. He tries to move it, but the bed is bolted to the floor. “Apparently rules are not the be broken here.” I grin.
Seems like we have to spend our night in separate beds. Or snuggled up in one small bed. Which sounds like the better option to me.
Ben peeks into the bathroom. “At least this is big enough for me.” I sneak in front of him and look inside. A big shower, and even a bathtub. “I think I know what I will do the rest of the afternoon.” I say.
“I know what I want to do too.” Ben growls and twirls me around. He lifts me up and kisses me. I pull back. “Oh no mister. You take a shower first. When you are done, we can discuss your plans, but not now.” I push him into the shower. “You ain’t getting anything if you are sweaty like that.”
Ben pouts but does what I tell him to.
I tell him that I am going to get the bags out of the car. I want to try my new clothes on.
I walk into the lobby and there is Pedro smiling at me. Buenos tardes bonita” He says. I smile. “Buenos tardes Señor.”
Pedro bows a little, grabs my hand and presses a kiss on it. “Bella dama.” He smiles. I have no idea what he says, so I smile and nod and continue my way back outside. I get my bags out of the car and drag them all back inside. I don’t think I will need them all, but I have no idea what is in which bag.
Pedro waves at me and I smile back. Ben is already out of the shower when I return. I step inside and he turns around. I stare at his crotch and smile. “You forgot to put on your clothes.” I tease. I lick my lips, and I realize too late how that must look. I blush and look at the floor. Ben chuckles. “Come here.” He demands but I step back. “Nope, I am going to take a shower first, after that, I’m all yours. At least till dinner.” I laugh and run into the bathroom. I put my bags on the floor and lock the door behind me. I wanted to wear my new dress tonight, but I only have my sneakers, and they don’t match the dress. So I go for the black boot cut jeans with my new silk top I fell in love with.
I take out my new panties and bra, they are bright red and fit the red silk top. I am not even wearing it, and already feeling gorgeous. I wish I brought my black heels with me.
I take a quick shower, dry my hair and slip in my underwear. I don’t bother to put my pants and top on. Coz I know it won’t last long with a naked Ben in the room. I carefully take my clothes outside the bathroom and hang them over a chair. Ben turns around and looks at me. He growls like a lion. “Rawwr!. Estoy loco por ti.”
I smile and must look confused. “I said, I’m crazy for you.” he translates. I blush. He walks up to me and lifts me up. “I love your new underwear. Can it be gone soon?” he asks while playing with the clasp of my bra. “Get naked.” He demands while putting me back on my feet. I grin and salute. “Yes sir.” I undo me from my bra and reach for my panties, but Ben’s quicker than me and kneels in front of me, takes my panties between his teeth and pulls them down.
We make love on the bed for more than two hours. Exploring our bodies with our hands and mouths. He certainly knows what he’s doing.
“Shower together?” Ben asks. “Sounds like a good idea to me.” I reply. We take a shower. He washes my hair. “Damn you’re good with your hands.” I wiggle my eyebrows. “And I don’t only mean washing the hair.”
I kiss him on his lips. He lifts me up and pushes me against the wall. I gasp for breath. “Damn dude, that’s cold.”
I wrap my legs around him and we kiss passionate. I lower my hips a little and I feel him slide inside of me.
We make love in the shower till the water runs cold.
The white fluffy towels are still wet from the shower we took before our afternoon of fun. So we use the blankets of the bed to wrap around us, and lay down on that same bed.
I curl up against him and smile. “4 times. What are you? A bunny?” I tease him. “No, just well trained.” he replies witty. We both chuckle.
I draw imaginary puppets on his chest, and he is stroking my back. My tummy is rumbling. “I guess someone’s hungry.” Ben laughs. “I think so too, shall we get dressed and go?” I ask.
We both get ready for our night out in Monreal del Campo.
The little bar we found on our way to the hotel offers dinner too, so we go in. “Buenas Noches.” Ben says. The bartender nods and continue cleaning the glasses. We find a quiet place in the corner of the bar. I look around. This is a typical Spanish bar, I always imagined when I thought of Spain, and we are not even in Seville yet.
Apparently all Spain except the tourist towns are like this.
I remember my days when I was younger, went to Salou on holiday with friends, every year. Those holidays were only about how much you can drink, party and get laid.
Then I started to read books about Spain, and I always wanted to visit the real Spain. The Seville Spain, not the Salou or Ibiza Spain.
And here I am.
With my Giant.
Can someone pinch me, I must be dreaming.
Ben pokes me. “What?” I ask. “Daydreamer.” he smirks. “You want something to eat?”
I look at the menu. “I’ll go for the paella.” I reply.
“Dos paella por favor.” Ben orders. I take a sip from my beer and lean back in my chair.
Ben reaches across the table and grabs my hand. “I am having the best time. How about you?” He asks.
“Well besides being all sore because of all the sex, I am doing great.” I grin.
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