Alicante Seafood

So I've got to go to Alicante, well I haven't got to but I've been invited to and it would be impolite to decline. You see for a few years I've been doing business with a small manufacturing company just outside Alicante, they fabricate storage and advertising products, mostly for the fashion industry, we've met the owners a few times at exhibitions over here and we get along fine, albeit after a slightly shaky start because I played my face over one of the girls who dressed in the most ridiculously tight fitting hotpants you can imagine. It got me spanked actually but let's not digress.

What got me the invite was an enquiry from a customer here in the UK wanting to buy quite a large quantity of items from me but with a logo and their own name printed on it. I don't offer that service, although P says I should, so I passed it back to Alicante and it's turned into a good order. I didn't negotiate a commission which was a mistake but never mind. Jose must know it which is why the invite, he says he wants me (us, I wouldn't go on my own) to visit his factory and meet his wife, children and parents, it's a family business, and he'll treat us to dinner in Alicante. I joked only if the seafood was good and he said it will be the best seafood we've ever tasted. So yippee.

One or two nights, I asked P. He said only one, depending on flights, not much to do in Alicante really but fix a date first and then check back with him. He said he wondered if the hotpants girl would be coming out to dine with us, her English is much better than Jose's so it would be a good idea. I said I thought we could manage well enough without her but if she came fine, no problem and I bet she wouldn't be wearing the same outrageous outfit she wore at Olympia where we first met. P said that if she was, which he also doubted because of the weather at this time of year and also being on her home turf, I'd better not react like I did before or I'd be getting a good spanking. I stuck my tongue out at him and wrinkled my nose.

I'll be on my best behaviour actually but the thought of a good spanking in some hotel in Alicante does have a certain appeal:)

Anyway I offered a few dates for after Easter and the earliest P could do was the 19th but he did say we could stay two nights if I wanted. I didn't need telling twice, I booked the flights.

Happy Easter - have a fun one.

Ronnie

xx