Free Meeting My Fancy Dear - Gay Romance by Amy Redek Page A

flight was called for those wishing to board, to make their way to the departure lounge. Another short wait before we were asked to board, showing our boarding pass before walking down the short narrow passageway that ended up at the door to the aircraft that was to take us non-stop to Madrid.
    Here I come Julie, I said to myself after fixing my seat belt and listening to the crash procedure given by the stewardess. Boy, are you in for a surprise, though it was me that got the surprise when all"s said and done. The microwave meal was passable in the fact that it could be eaten, washed down with my bourbon and seven. I didn"t bother watching the in-flight movie having seen it a few days before and found that I could hook up my laptop to give me power to run it. So I carried on reading one of Julie"s book from her web site that had given me the desire to get to know her further. I liked the style of writing, cutting out a lot of the blurb that most books tend to pad out the book with, and it made for easy reading, apart from the erotic scenes that were revealed in the telling. One hell of a horny bitch had been my first thoughts but had come to change my mind a little in respect of our later e-mails that we passed across the ether, but still horny was my assumption.
    Time literally flew by and found that we were not far off landing and so had to close down my laptop and place it under my seat for the landing. I had to get a taxi on leaving the arrival hall to take me to the bus station where I found that it would take two different buses to get to Roquetas where I had previously booked a room, knowing that Julie lived not far from there. Now that"s not one journey that"s easily forgotten for it took us seven hours to finally arrive there it being close on ten o"clock when the bus pulled up for me and some others to get off. On asking where this hotel was, with much difficulty with the language, it was pointed out to me and could see it from where we were standing that it was up on a hill.
    Some hill too, being rather steep and I was rather out of breath when I finally made it and entered and found that the guy at the desk spoke a little English which helped. Though he didn"t help by showing me to my room, just pointing along the adjoining corridor. At least the room had a mini bar though whisky and not bourbon, so I had one of those before stripping off and going for a shower.
    It was in there as I was soaping myself that I thought that I was now not very far away from Julie and getting the thoughts of what might happen between us gave me the erection that had risen with my carnal thoughts, and so with this boner, I couldn"t do anything but jerk myself off and sending my seed splashing up onto the tiled wall. At least it was some relief to do this for I hadn"t had such a hard on as much as that for some time now. So relieved and tired, I quickly dried myself and had one last drink before getting into bed and drifting off to sleep thinking of the morrow.
    I woke up in the morning feeling as though I was once again a youngster about to go out on a first date. I had a quick shower and was soon dressed and down for a good breakfast. They had quite a choice though you get a far better meal back in the States was my opinion, so it was soon over for me to return to my room and connect up my laptop.
    It was with some trepidation after plugging into an electric socket that I sent an email off to Julie. It read, “Surprise! I"m here in Roquetas at the hotel La Cristal. Can we meet? Jerry”. I sent this off and hoped that it wouldn"t be long before I received a reply, hoping that she was on the computer and checked for incoming mail.
    It was an agonizing hour and a half in trying to read one of Julie"s books, keep flipping the cursor to look for incoming mail before switching back to the book with not having a response until it was suddenly there. My finger quivered when I pressed the button to open the reply for it to then appear in