I shook my head, trying to clear it to focus on work for the next five hours. Al wouldn't be back for me until after seven, as he had to drive Mel back to Quezon City after shopping, then come back through Makati and down the 'superhighway' to Las Pinas to pick me up. I could use the extra time on the floor to wrap up some system calibrations and get them ready to run production before I left for the weekend. It was somewhat tedious work; but it was something I was the best at, which was why I had the opportunity to be here. For that, I was grateful.
The afternoon passed quickly, the day shift departing and swing coming in at four. I sat in on the 'handoff' meeting to let the supervisors and manager know I was planning on bringing the systems 'online' the following morning – so I could monitor the first half of the shift personally. They thanked me for letting them know, and for getting the machines running ahead of schedule, and I went back to the floor to continue the work. Three hours passed quickly, and I was ready when Al arrived. We drove back to the townhouse, stopping to pickup some San Miguel's to enjoy with dinner. Bebe would be cooking some classic Filipino Adobo with steamed vegetables and rice. Al stayed through dinner and shared a beer with me before heading back to Quezon City and his family.
The morning dawned warm and humid – as usual. Bebe prepared a delicious breakfast and told me she would have my clothes laundered in time for Al to pick up my weekend choices. I thanked her and consumed the delicious mango/banana pancakes and bacon, hoping I wasn't putting too much on her already full plate of responsibilities. The girl was the housekeeper, cook, and laundry provider for the townhouse; but had a full-time job at one of the factories as well. She was busy a good eighteen hours of each day, and slept in what was basically a closet beneath the stairs. All of us who visited left her healthy gratuities, as she was a huge asset to the business travelers. Al arrived right on time, and I headed back to the factory. On the short trip we discussed the afternoon's plan. Al would be heading back to QC to pickup Mel and Luci, then stopping off to fill the coolers with ice before picking me up at noon. Then we would make another stop at the townhouse to put food and refreshments in the coolers. Then we would have lunch at the club before heading to the resort, with arrival around four-thirty or so. He dropped me off and was out the gate and on his way.
I went inside and donned my 'clean suit' before going out on the floor. All five machines had completed full calibrations overnight, with only one minor glitch I had to address. The graveyard shift had setup production lots on carts next to three of the machines, ready to load and run. I had the floor lead assign operators, and stood back to see if my training and documentations would allow them to get the job done. Two of three needed no further guidance, and were running in less than thirty minutes. The third needed a few words from the lead operator; but quickly picked it up and was running fifteen minutes later. The morning passed slowly as there was nothing more for me to do. Machines ran, summaries were taken, and the operators smoothly moved from batch to batch. The systems themselves seemed to be flawless, and I finally left the floor to pay a visit to my friend – the company owner – who had arrived this morning from the states.
"Rob!" Derrick said, standing as I entered his office. "Good to see you my friend." he added. "I'm hearing good things about the new machines. Good work, as usual."
"Three of them are running production qualifications as we speak. No problems with anything – including your efficient staff – in more than three hours." I told him with a smile. "Two more systems are ready to go whenever production needs them."
"Yeah... planning hadn't figured on your efficiency, so we can only fill three of them until the first of next week." Derrick said. "I guess that just means we have spare machines while you're off for the weekend." he added, raising an eyebrow with a grin.
I returned the grin. "News travels fast, eh?"
"Well you know how it is. Your driver talks to my driver.... I heard you and Mel finally got it together." Derrick told me. "Good for you man. She's really a sweetheart, and cares a lot for you."
"She's really something. We found ourselves in a lip-lock the other night, and couldn't stop!" I laughed.
We chatted about business for what seemed like an hour, then I noticed Derrick suddenly looking up. "Speak of the devil – or angel." he laughed. I turned to see Mel, Al and Luci standing in the doorway.
"Ready boss?" Al asked.
I bid Derrick goodbye, shaking his hand. "Have a good weekend my friend. And take care of that girl, will ya?" he said.
"I will sir." I replied, taking Mel's hand. She leaned close and kissed me, then turned to Derrick to give him a wink and a smile.
We headed out to the Benz, parked in the well-shaded car park, and climbed inside. Driving out into the bright sunlight, Al wheeled the old car across the superhighway into the private development in Paranaque. "Um..." I began to say I thought we needed to load the coolers.
"We already took care of that sir... in the trunk." Al told me. "So we save some time..."
I clapped him on the shoulder. "Good man!"
We had a quick lunch thanks to Rene and Carla who were ready for us when we arrived at the 'Expat Club'. Spirits were high and we had an extra beer before we left. The resort would not be available until four, so there was no point in getting on the road early. We finally headed out, the sky looking gray for the first time this day.
Al drove expertly through the traffic, using the Benz's autobahn roots to make quick work of the traffic. We drove up outside the iron gate of the resort at four on the dot, Al leaving us in the air conditioned car while he went to find the owners and get the key. Drops were beginning to fall as he returned, opening the gate before climbing in to move the car into the compound. Once clear, he jumped out and closed the gate behind us, then slowly cruised to the parking spot next to the house. The rain was starting to come down hard now; but we would not let it dampen our spirits as the four of us scrambled to unload the coolers to a dry location behind the outdoor bar. By the time we'd unloaded the car we were all soaked to the bone, laughing at the situation while enjoying the coolness of the shower.
Mel grabbed our overnight bags from the back seat then grabbed my hand, pulling me toward the stairs. "Come on – let's check out our bedroom!" she giggled. I was happy to follow her up those stairs, her thin cotton shorts soaked through to give me a nice view of her lace panties and the curves of her behind. The walkway outside the rooms was covered, and as we got to the room she stopped and looked around. Then she dropped the bags, looking around before she stripped off her wet clothes. "Don't want to get the floor so wet!" she laughed. I followed suit and we were both down to our skivvies before she opened the door. The room was small and cozy, a small dresser the only furniture other than the double bed. Mel pulled off her bra and panties, then bounced on the bed as a test. It squeaked a little; but seemed comfortable – not that it was likely to matter. I couldn't take my eyes off of her naked body, taking in the sweet curves of her small firm breasts and hips. Her mound was neatly trimmed; but concealed the folds of her pussy from my view.
Luscious
was all I could think. "Hey dude, quit staring and change your clothes!" she laughed, pulling on her red two-piece suit. It wasn't quite a bikini; but it did look incredible on her. I pulled on my trunks and we headed back outside and down the stairs into the rain.
Al and Luci were still in their street clothes, both soaked completely. "Hey boss. How about a San Miguel?" he offered, handing me a bottle. I nodded my thanks and had a swallow of my new favorite beer. The two of them had been setting things up around the picnic table next to the outdoor cooking facilities, making ready for our barbecue.
"Why don't you two go up and get out of the wet clothes, we'll take care of the rest." I told them, picking up where Al left off as they headed up the stairs, Al following Luci's taut little body as I had Mel's. I pulled the meat and fish out of the cooler and started preparing the marinades. Mel slipped in beside me, inadvertently brushing her curves against me. "Hey there lady. I'm thinking something spicy for the pork and just some soy and onion for the fish. What do you think?" I asked her, loving her soft skin against mine.
"Hmmmm... That sounds good. What I really think is I'd like to kiss you right now." she said, moving closer and tilting her head back. I wasn't going to resist, and leaned down to immerse my lips in hers. The kiss became passionate instantly, so I set the utensils down and wrapped my arms around her to pull her closer. I was hard in moments, and Mel knew it. She moved her hands down to grasp my butt, grinding her pelvis against my erection through our clothes, soft mewls of passion escaping her mouth as we kissed.
As they often did, the kiss seemed to last hours, and again we were interrupted by Al and Luci returning after they changed. "Not again. Jeez, you guys!" Luci said, giggling.
"What's up with you two?" Al asked. "You just can't keep your hands off of each other now. You know each other for – what – three years, and now...."
