Chapter 25

The following morning, I woke up first and made some tea and toast, which we ate in bed while chatting about the whole Spain thing.

We both showered and dressed, then we walked into town.

I had treated myself to a shed load of t-shirts and some shorts when I had been in Cornwall. I decided to treat myself to some new running gear and my trainers had seen better days.

I also got some summer shirts and linen trousers.

I also bought a suitcase, as I had been using my old army kit bag up until then. I knew I would need more things, but I needed to sort through my kit back at the house before I knew what I actually needed.

It took Mandy a lot longer; we went from shop to shop buying this and that. I had to call time on her shopping adventure when I glanced at my watch and saw we only had an hour to get to the studio.

We took our shopping back to her place and then walked around to the bus stop.

Once we were on the bus, we talked about the sun, the sea, and sangria. We got off at the stop around the corner from the industrial unit and then walked around to the studio.

Toni was already there, and she had the kettle on, of course. Carl and Andy came in five minutes later. Andy looked chipper, but Carl looked like he had been in the pub all night. His eyes were bloodshot, and he had bags under them. He stunk of beer and cheap fags.

“So, what’s going on, Mandy?” Andy asked as soon as he entered the room.

“You know as much as I do, mate,” she told him, “I am sure Sally will tell us all about it when she calls.”

“Right, who wants a cup of tea?” Toni asked, and to be fair, it was a silly question. We all lived on tea. Carl poured himself a pint of water and drank it in one gulp. We sat around and chatted about last week’s filming. It was obvious we were all on tenterhooks.

Sally called at two minutes past three. Mandy answered the call and put it on speakerphone.

“Hi guys, I hope you are all okay?” she asked. She sounded upbeat, which was good.

There was a chorus of yeses and all good’s from the team.

“Right, as you know, we came over to sort out a distribution deal, and that’s all sorted,” She told us, “And it means we all get a nice tidy bonus for the films we have already done.”

She was interrupted by a chorus of cheers. Once we had stopped, she continued...

“But while we were here, we were asked if we could make some films for them,” she said, “We did say we could not do them, but they said if we didn’t, the whole deal was off!”

We all looked at each other and shook our heads before Sally continued.

“So, we have agreed to make some films for them, but we have to get them done ASAP, “She told us.

“So, they have a couple of girls ready to do some work and have a studio booked. They were going to use a crew from the Netherlands, but they let them down at the last minute!” she said, “We have negotiated a great deal that I am sure you will all be happy with.”

“So where do we come into the equation?” asked Toni. I guess she thought that Sally would produce them with a local set-up. The rest of us were all looking at each other, and I guess we were all wondering the same thing.

“Okay, well, they want us to make twelve films in twelve days to start with,” said Sally, “I know we can do it; we are a wonderful team, and we make great movies.”

“Do we need to bring our gear out with us?” asked Andy.

“No love, the studio has all the gear we need, we have seen it this morning, and it is all good. They have a guy here who will be our technical guide.” Sally told him. “We can buy all the film we will need here and have it shipped back.”

“How long do you need us out there for, Sally?” I asked.

“We have the use of the studio for two week, but I thought we might need a few extra days so plan for twenty days over here,” she said, “so I would like you to fly out on Monday and that gives Andy and Carl time to get their heads around the kit before we get into the studio on Wednesday!”

“Is one day enough, Sally love?” asked Carl.

“I think it is, as I said, we have one of the studio’s tech guys on hand, to show you the ropes!” she replied.

“Okay, well, we will do our best,” Andy said, and he and Carl nodded at each other.

“I know you will lads, the only thing is the studio owners don’t know we are doing porn, so we need to keep that under wraps,” she told us.

“How come they don’t know?” asked Carl.

“It is still a catholic country, and they are still a bit iffy about homegrown porn,” Sally told us. That made sense to me.

“Right, what do we need to do now?” asked Toni. She was asking the question that was on all of our lips.

“I have faxed over a list of stuff that needs to be done, Mandy, you have a company credit card, if you can book the flights and stuff that would be great,” Sally said.

“What about our digs?” asked Andy.

“That’s all sorted, I have hired a villa just out of town,” Sally replied, “and I hired a minibus, so travel is sorted as well.”

Wow, I thought to myself, a villa, that sounded posh.

“Will Colin be staying out there as well?” Carl asked.

“No, Carl, as you know, he has other businesses to run, so he flew home this morning,” she said.

We all knew Carl had a thing for Colin, although no one knew if Colin was into Carl.

It seemed like Sally had everything in hand, and the trip was being planned well. That set my mind at ease, as an ex-squaddie I liked good planning. We had a saying in the army, Prior Preparation and Planning Prevents Piss Poor Performance.

“So, before I go, is everyone happy with the job and the arrangements?” Sally asked

And we all shout out our Yes’s

“Good to hear!” Sally said, “I know we can make this work, guys!”

So, we said our goodbyes, and Sally hung up. I washed the cups while Andy, Carl, and Toni talked about the technical side of things, and Mandy checked the fax machine.

Mandy got the list of jobs that needed to be sorted out and transferred the list onto sheets of A4 paper. Everyone received one, except for me. I guess my job was easy. Turn up, shag the bird, and make it look good!

Mandy told everyone that once the flights were booked, she would call them all. Andy and Carl left before the rest of us. Mandy was busy with the pile of letters that had arrived in that morning’s post, and Toni was sorting out her makeup box. When everyone was done, I said I was off to get the bus, but Toni offered both Mandy and me a lift into town.

Her driving was as erratic as usual. I was in the backseat, and I could see Mandy gripping the door handle.

We all chatted about the trip as Toni drove us into town, and I was glad to hear that the girls were as excited as I was ... I mean, who would want an all-expenses trip to Spain?

I was looking forward to the sun, the sea and the sex...

Toni pulled into a bus stop, much to the annoyance of the bus driver right behind us.

We jumped out of the car, and Toni waved before she headed off. Mandy and I walked into the town centre and found a travel agent. They did not do flight-only deals, but they gave us directions to another place that did, and an hour later, we had five flights booked and paid for. Thank God Mandy had a company credit card as they cost a small fortune.

Then we went to a local pub for a beer and a meal. I got the drinks and a couple of menus while Mandy found a seat. I ordered a pint of bitter for me and a Gin and tonic for Mandy and grabbed the menus. Mandy had found us a seat in a quiet corner of the room.

“What do you fancy?” I asked as she perused the menu.

“Well, if I’m lying around the pool all day in my bikini, I should have a salad,” she said with a wink. “I need to watch my figure.”

“You have an amazing figure,” I said and blew her a kiss.

“Have you seen the size of my arse?” she said with a giggle.

“Yes, to be fair I did when I was hammering you, doggy style last night and it’s a great arse” I replied with a laugh.

“You, young man, are just a tad biased,” she said with a smile, “and I am having the chicken salad.”

“Yes ... yes, I am,” I said. “But I think I’ll join you and have the chicken salad.”

I went to the bar and ordered the food. When I got back to the table, Mandy was making notes in her little notebook. She looked up as I sat down.

“I am just thinking about stuff we need to remember,” she said.

“Like what?” I ask and take a sip of my beer.

“Well, is your sexual health certificate up to date?” she whispered.

“Yes, it’s only a week old,” I replied.

“That’s good then,” she smiled, “We should take some condoms just in case.”

“Yes, good idea”, I replied. I knew Spain was a Catholic country and was unsure if I could get Johnny’s out there.

Then she reeled off a list of stuff we would need. By the time she had finished the food had arrived. There was a lot of things to get sorted before we headed out to the sun.

We ate and we chatted about Spain. She told me she had been there a few times, and I had been half a dozen times. She informed me that unless the studio was air-conditioned, we would have to film in the evening, as the heat might make it uncomfortable during the day.

I wondered if her visits had been for work or pleasure. Not that it was any of my business, nor did it matter.

After eating, I paid the bill, and we headed to the shops, trying to get some of the necessary items before they closed. Suntan lotion, after sun. I bought condoms, lube, and more T-shirts, and Mandy bought two more bikinis. We took the shopping back to Mandy’s place. She had a spare suitcase, so we began packing the items in it.

She asked me to stop over, but I needed to go home and sort out my kit to see what I needed to buy. We kissed and I promised to see her at ten o’clock the following day.

I could have taken the bus, but I decided to walk; I needed to get a bit of exercise. Mandy was not the only one worried about their figure. I got home and made a cup of coffee before going through my gear and making a list of things I needed to buy. Then I stuffed the gear I wanted to take with me into my old army kit bag. I had an early night and dreamed of the sun, sea, and sangria.

I woke up at 5:00 a.m. and put on my running gear. I headed downstairs and did some warmups before heading down to the park. Once I was in the park, I did some exercises, sit-ups, press-ups, and star jumps. The sort of things the PT instructors made us do in the army, then I ran back to the house.

After a shit, shave and shower I made a cup of coffee before walking back to Mandy’s house. She was dressed and ready to go, a cup of tea in one hand and a slice of toast in the other. We kissed once I was inside.

“Right, I called the team this morning and told them we have the flights booked!”

“I bet they will be bloody expenses!” I said and pulled her to me.

“I missed you last night,” she smiled, “I had to give one of my toys a workout.”

“Well maybe later we can practice some moves,” I said and slapped her arse playfully.

“Mmmm, let me see, that toy was very good last night, but you are better?” she replied with a cheeky smile, “Do you want a cup of coffee before we go?”

“No thanks, I am all good,” I said.

We headed into town and began to gather the rest of the items on the list. It took three hours to complete all the items on the list. We carried the shopping bags back to Mandy’s, and she unpacked, and I made a pot of coffee.

As each item was unpacked, Mandy ticked it off her list.

We drank coffee and reviewed the list again to ensure we had everything we needed. Then she looked at the stuff I had brought and told me it all needed to be washed and ironed.

So, she filled the washing machine and then told me she was going for a shower and an afternoon nap. To be honest, we didn’t get much sleep. She loved a good hard shag did Mandy and she loved sucking on my cock. She was bloody good at it, too; she took her time and made me feel special.

She took me to the edge a couple of times, and then, when I could hold back no more, she let me explode deep in her mouth.

I replayed the favour by eating her pussy. She loved to be on all fours and have me eat her out from behind. I did not mind, I just loved her tasty wet pussy, I also gave her a good rimming which she loved. Some birds enjoy being rimmed, while others do not. I love doing it, and Mandy loved receiving it, so we were all good.

That evening, she ironed all our gear while I cooked us a meal. Soon, my case was packed and ready to go.

The spare case was full of stuff, and I dreaded to think what would happen if the Spanish customs guys stopped us. The case was full of toys, lube, and condoms.

I cooked a pasta dish, and we ate off trays on our laps while watching some quiz shows on Television. It was all very domesticated.