Awakening at Flamenco Beach - Part 3 - Sex Stories

Awakening at Flamenco Beach - Part 3

... misunderstanding and I was just blowing everything out of proportion. I must have created all this nonsense in my mind, which wouldn’t be the first time. I remember thinking that I must be a real jack ass to think that a gentleman like Alfonso would do something like that and that I should be careful that I was not going to do anything stupider than I had already done. I was just not going to destroy a good working partnership over such poor judgment. He didn’t deserve it and I certainly didn’t need it. So, as I finished my shoe laces and put all the salvageable dirty clothes into the hamper and the rest in the garbage bin, I decided that I would come out like if nothing had happened. Once in the pick-up, I would apologized for all the trouble and thank him for his assistance and discretion. And so when I went to the pick-up and Alfonso was standing next to the truck talking over his cell phone. I think I heard him talking to his wife as he signaled me to get into the truck. He, then, climbed onto the driver’s seat and started the engine. When he finished on the phone, he said to me <”So, how you feeling? Feeling better?”> His tone was calm and casual as usual while he shifted gears and the vehicle took off to the plant. <”Yes… yes, all fine. I feel so much better.”> I replied, initially hesitant, but then, seeing there was no awkwardness, I continued more relax. <”Thank you much, man, for helping me, and I apologize for any inconvenience I may have…”> <”My boy, no need to ...

... apologize. Besides, you would have done exactly the same for me, I know. You’re welcome”> He said as he reached out and patted me on my knee. Then, he continued <”Actually, if there is anything else I can do for you, you know you can tell me. You know that, right? However, after touching my knee with hesitation, he finally decided to leave his hand resting on it, and after a second or two, he began to slowly rub and caress my leg. My eyes opened wide as the rest of my body froze. When I finally had the nerve to raise my eyes several seconds later and see his face, his gleeful, lusty stare darted me. I immediately recognized the stare as the same he gave me at the retention pond. An instant later, he returned his eyes on the road and veered hard to the right into a dirt road. I knew that was not the road to the plant. I didn’t know what to say or do. I thought about jump from the truck but I decided to keep my composure and see what was going on. <”Where are we going?”> I asked with a bit of a nervous voice. <”Relax, my boy, I just want us to talk a little bit”> he replied. <”Talk? Talk about what?”> I replied. At that moment, about a quarter of a mile deep into the marshy dirt road covered with thick bush, he stopped the car and turned off the engine. He looked at me, and then chuckled. <”Do not worry, my boy, I’m not going to harm you. Relax. Like I said, I just want us to talk”> <”What is it that you want us to talk about?”> I demanded with a stern look. But then, my eyes ...