Three days later, and the plane landed in Acapulco.
The flight seemed to take forever.
If we did buy this house, we would be out here staying for months at a time, not just a week.
I collected my suite case, and made my way out through the arrivals gate.
It was boiling, and fanned myself with my passport.
Mexico had a reputation for being a dangerous country, so I was on my guard.
I walked out to loads of people, waiting for the other people on my flight.
Then I saw Emilio.
I stopped and could, feel myself welling up.
He looked so well.
His opera college Michael was with him.
He looked at Michael, then came running over to me.
When he got to me he picked me up and spun me round.
I held tight on to him, and started to laugh.
Then he put me down.
We looked at each other, he touched my face.
I was afraid to touch his in case I damaged it.
He lifted my hand up to touch his face.
It’s ok, he glue it on properly, Emilio said.
I smiled and smoothed his face.
Then he lent forward and kissed me.
I didn’t want him to stop.
I had missed him so much.
When we finally pulled away from each others, lips, he took hold of my hand, and with his other hand took hold of my case and we walked to where Michael was.
When we all got outside, Michael went to get the car they had hired, whilst out here.
How was the flight, Emilio asked, with his arm around me?
Terrible I said.
Yeah it’s a bit far away from England he said laughing at me.
So are we going to the house now, or are we staying somewhere else, I asked, wondering where we were going.
The house, Emilio replied.
I am renting it for a week, and if we like it at the end we can put in an offer he said smiling.
That’s good I said, now excited to see the house.
Michael pulled up, Emilio opened the car boot and put my case in, then, we both got into the car drove off to see the house.
Don’t you think it’s a wonderful view Liz, Emilio said to me as we stood looking out over the balcony from what would be our bedroom if we bought the house.
Yeah a lovely view, and right by the sea, and you know how I love to see the sea, I said smiling.
So I did good then Emilio said turning to me.
Yes you did, I said.
Right let’s get on the estate agents, and contact Kate, Emilio said all excited.
That night, the three of us went out to celebrate.
Well all ate well and drank plenty of tequila and Mezcal.
The Mexican people were very welcoming to us.
Emilio even sang with a mariachi band, and people stopped to hear him.
It made him feel good, and he was certain he wanted to go back to the opera.
With thoughts of what me, and James did, still in the back of my mind, I was nervous about making love with Emilio, that night.
He felt on top of the world, but I was cautious.
Michael was so drunk he came in and fell asleep on the couch.
Emilio took my hand and said, did I want to try out the bed?
I said nothing, and I was a little drunk, but followed him into the bedroom.
He opened the patio doors, as it was so hot.
He went and looked outside.
A cool breeze came into the room.
I sat on the edge of the huge bed, I was tired from the flight, and the alcohol was kicking in.
Emilio came back into the bedroom.
He took his shirt off.
Then came over and kneeled by me and put his head on my lap.
I stroked his hair, which was growing back fast.
I loved to feel his black curls, I was almost jealous of his hair.
His kneeled there for ages, while I kept stroking his hair.
I had wondered if he had fallen asleep.
Then he moved his head and took hold of my hands.
The room was dark, but I could see his face.
He got up and lifted my dress off.
Then he lied me down on the bed.
He began kissing my neck.
Then, moving down to my stomach.
I did not care Michael might hear us.
I gave out a moan
He kissed me, in between my thighs. Then down my leg, and taking off my sandals, he even kissed my feet.
He then took my hand and kissed that, then kissed all the way up my arm.
Then he began kissing my neck again then moving on to my lips.
I took hold of his face, as he kissed me, then, ran my fingers through his hair.
He then turned me over and undid my bra strap.
He tossed it on the floor.
He then, climbed on top of me.
He took hold of my breasts as he kissed my back.
His tongue going up and down my spine, made me scream.
He then undid his trousers, and got out of them, and threw them over to where my bra landed.
He turned me over again, then, started kissing my breasts.
I lay back and let him lick my nipples.
He then removed my pants.
And, went down on me.
I had to hold tight to the edge of the bed.
His tongue inside my wet vagina was like nothing in this world.
I tried hard not to scream, but it was just too much for me.
Then Emilio removed his boxer shorts, and fucked my brains out.
He was rougher than I had known him to be.
And I enjoyed it.
The sweat was dripping off us.
I held tight hold of him, as he kept thrusting me, he even he started to moan.
We could not of been closer than we were at that moment.
He kept thrusting his cock inside me, harder and harder.
I grabbed hold of his ass, while he, kissed, no bit my neck.
He was like a vampire, but did not draw blood.
I then took hold of his hair again.
I tried everything to stop myself from coming.
Then with one big thrust he came.
And I fell back on the bed, out of breath, and soaking wet, all over.
Where did that come from I said.
Wiping the sweat from his brow, and pushing his black curly hair back from his face, he smiled and said, I missed you.
I missed you too, I thought to myself.
I feel asleep with him wrapped around me.
When we woke in the morning,
We made love again, not as fierce as last night, but still with, all the yearning, of two people who were meant to be together.
I hoped with all my heart, would could be as happy as this forever.
But this is my story, and as you know I don’t have that much luck.