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The ball was rolling already. I would never have guessed it would go that fast. It was only three days after we first mentioned that we liked it there and Alex had already sent a resume! We had only a week left in Costa Rica and Alex thought it would be surprising if the company he had sent his resume to, would answer that quickly. There was probably a selection procedure that would take more time than a week to have a definite answer. I decided to call tiffany with the excuse to keep her updated and to know how she was. My purpose was of course to see if she had had any vision or intuition.

The call went through very easily, which proved that the technology in Costa Rica was modern and efficient. After some small talk she asked quite directly why she had the impression that my house was for sale. I didn't need more.

Alex was surprised when his cell phone rang. I wasn't! The number on the caller's ID was a local number. He picked up.

• Hello, Alex Buster speaking.

• Hello Mr. Buster. My name in Angela Rodriguez and I am Mr. Mackenzie's personal assistant. Mr. Mackenzie is the CEO of our company and he has read your resume very carefully. He wanted to know if you were available to have a meeting with you today or tomorrow.

• I guess it wouldn't be a problem Miss Rodriguez. It all depends where you are located as I am in Samara in the province of Guanacaste. I could easily hire a car and come and see Mr. Mackenzie, but I don't know of course how long I would be on my way. I guess it is about three and a half hours to four hours drive.

• Indeed it would Mr. Buster. So what would you say tonight around five or tomorrow around noon?

Alex looked at his watch.

• Tonight around five will be ok I guess, as it is only eleven o'clock. Can you please send me a message with the exact address?

• I'll do that immediately and we will see you at five.

• That's a deal. Thanks for calling and see you later Miss Rodriguez.

• See you later Mr. Buster.

Suddenly there was no time to lose. We went to the reception desk and asked to hire a car, if possible with a GPS. About fifteen minutes later we had a brand new car in front of the door and the reception had arranged for an overnight stay in San Jose at the same hotel we had been before arriving here. Alex asked the receptionist what were the habits in this country for a job interview: did he have to wear suit and tie or was it more casual. The receptionist confirmed that a suit was in order, but not the tie. If Alex wore a tie, it wouldn't be seen as something bad, but it was not expected.

At twelve thirty we were on our way. Thanks to the GPS we had not to search for the correct road. We had almost a spare hour for in case there was a traffic problem. At four o'clock we entered San Jose and had an hour to kill before Alex's appointment so we checked into our hotel first. That allowed Alex to refresh a little and to put on his suit. At five sharp he presented himself to Miss Rodriguez.

I waited for Alex at the hotel. I went down and sat on the terrace of the bar, ordering a drink and opening my laptop. I didn't know how long he would be away and decided to work a little. The words and the ideas came easily. I typed furiously on my keyboard and before I even realized how long I had been going at it, Alex was sitting in front of me. He had a huge grin on his face. I knew that the interview had gone well and as I looked at my watch I saw that he had been gone for almost two hours. The sun was already setting down. Alex didn't say anything but shove a piece of paper towards me. I took it and read it. First was a nice figure on top of it. It was in Costa Rican Colons, but between brackets the equivalent in our currency. It was slightly higher than what the ad said. Just below that figure were other conditions of the possible contract, including company car, health insurance (for him AND partner) and moving costs. Last but not least there was a mention that the company would go through the complete procedure of having it all legal, from the visa to Costa Rica to the working permit and inscription to the social security. All in all it was a very attractive package.

I asked Alex about the job description and he handed me a second paper with a very extended list of duties. It seemed the company had problems with security issues and industrial spies. It was Alex's task to find out who was the mole and once he found him, be sure no other people were giving out industrial information to the competition. The company had three distinct divisions: a high-tech software development, hardware components for completely innovative computer system and a luxury jewelry department. That last department needed a very high security system. I asked Alex how he felt about it.

• It seems really interesting. I like what's written in the job description. John, Mr. Mackenzie, is a very nice person and is the only person I have to report to. He knows exactly what he wants and offered me the job. I have to give an answer by... TOMORROW! If I accept he gives me three months to give my notice at my actual job and move over here. I have the feeling I have to accept because if I don't, I won't get another chance like this. It is an once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. The salary is good and will be revised after one-year work. Miss Rodriguez is appointed to help me in everything I need. What do YOU think?

• Alex, as long as I am with you, I don't care where we live. We discussed this earlier and you know I could really get used to this country and weather. I can do my job wherever we are. It would be just a smaller inconvenience when I have the presentation tour of a new book, but then again it is not really a problem. The most important part in this decision is whether you want to give up your current job and start a whole new one. It is a big step for both of us. We both have to learn the language if we want to live here. We both have to leave our lives we know behind us. What about your parents?

• I don't see my parents that much, he said, and I guess we will have to find a place big enough so they can stay with us when they come to visit. What about your house?

• A house is just a pile of bricks Alex. I can sell mine and buy another one here. The important thing is a home, and my home is wherever you are. Have you mentioned the fact you are living with a man to Mr. Mackenzie?

• As a matter of fact, I did. He said he had absolutely no problem with that. He said that what was important to him was that the job was done properly and answering his expectations. Who I am living with is nothing that concerns him. I wanted to be open about everything and that's why I told him. I don't want him to find surprises along the way.

• So, I guess it is up to you know to say what you want. You know you have my complete support in whatever decision you make.

• Does that mean we go house shopping tomorrow?

• If that means that you made up your mind, I guess we will!

We sealed the deal with a kiss and ordered a bottle of Champagne to celebrate. We went online to see what kind of price my house could be sold for, looking at similar ones in my neighborhood. My house was in a perfect state and I opted for selling it completely furnished. We would only take personal items with us. My car could be sold as well. The costs of moving would be reduced to a minimum, but as Mr. Mackenzie had put a fixed amount for the costs, we could probably use that money to buy new furniture and other appliances we would need.

We went out for a celebration dinner and discovered some more unknown places around the town that would become ours. After our meal we wandered through the city and were pleasantly surprised with the animated nightlife. Costa Ricans are quite happy people, gentle and open-minded. Even though we were not installed there yet, we felt like this was home already. We went to have drink in one of the gay bars where Brian had taken us and the bartender even recognized us. He made us feel as if we were the most special clients in the bar. It felt good. Once we had our drinks, we observed the crowd of dancing young men. Some were kissing and hugging and I knew that the sight would make Alex horny. It had the same effect on me.

Once we were back in our room, Alex took me in his arms and kissed me, softly at first but as I was responding to his kiss, it quickly became passionate. It was undeniable that we were receiving a fantastic opportunity from life, a new start that gave us a renewed energy. That energy was so noticeable in Alex's behavior. His kissing and the roaming of his hands over my body were frenetic. He undressed me so quickly, with a hungry look of lust in his eyes. I guessed my look had to be very similar and my hands were working feverishly. I wanted my man naked and so did he. Clothes flew in all directions and the room looked suddenly so untidy, but we didn't care. We needed to feel each other in all possible ways. Our lips were sealed together and our tongues dancing in each other's mouths. Hands were roaming feverishly over the other's body as if we were rediscovering the body we already knew so well. Our hard shafts were rubbing together causing a pleasant friction and building up the excitement to a very high level. We simultaneously grabbed the other's buttocks, kneading them and feeling them as never before. Alex pushed me backwards towards the bed and we fell on it, Alex on top of me, taking charge and control of our actions. Although I wanted his manhood in my mouth, it seemed we couldn't break the kiss. I felt Alex's tongue deep in my throat and I pushed mine evenly as deep. Our arms were wrapped around each other as if we feared the other one would go.

That furious making out lasted for quite some time and we got hungrier by the minute. I knew Alex was very agile and controlled his body completely, but he still amazed me when he turned around so quickly, bringing us in a sixty-nine position. I didn't hesitate a moment to open my mouth wide and let him enter me while he did the same: engulfing my manhood deep in his throat with his nose buried in my trimmed pubic hair. Pre-cum was oozing by the faucet and I reveled in his sweet taste, sucking forcefully to get every drop of it. Alex squeezed my balls like he only knew how to do it, giving me an extreme pleasure that was on the limit of pain, but so enjoyable. I pulled him deeper by his buttocks, letting my fingers enter his crack and searching for his rosebud. We were both sweating as the air-conditioning was not on and the warm night air was coming through the open window. We had learned that sweat was a very good lubricant on our skins and even more in our cracks. All the while sucking on his rock-hard shaft, I pushed my finger inside of Alex, finding his prostate and massaging it so it would produce even more pre- cum. I knew that if I went on like that, Alex would spin around and sit on my rock-hard cock that was coated by his spit. I wasn't wrong! He suddenly pulled his cock out of my mouth, turned around and pointed my cock-head right on target. My finger work had opened him enough and relaxed his sphincter- muscle so that he could sit down and let my cock invade his insides. I entered a real furnace, hot and moist, slippery with sweat and spit and hitting his prostate. Alex moaned and groaned out loud, not caring if the neighbors or even the whole neighborhood would hear us. I trusted my hips forward, entering him even deeper than what he had allowed by sitting down on me. His up and down movements were met with my pushing up and letting down and we had a good rhythm going, thanks to years of experience in pleasing the other. I grabbed his cock and let our natural movements do the work. I didn't have to jerk him off as his motions were doing that for me. Alex threw his head back and his face was a pure expression of ecstasy. I wasn't going to last long. My juice was already boiling in my balls, which pulled up into my lower abdomen. I felt that familiar tingling in my nether regions that told me my orgasm was really close. I climaxed hard and powerfully, filling his bowels with my semen. Alex felt the throbbing of my cock in his ass and knew I was filling him, but he didn't want to come yet.

When my thrusting came to an end, he jumped off of me, grabbed my ankles and spread my legs wide. His cock was covered with pre-cum and he smeared it all over my hole before pushing in. It was a powerful thrust that made that his cock sunk deep into me till his pubes hit my ass-cheeks. His excitement was such that he didn't need a lot of time to reach his climax and filled me as well. When he was totally spent, he collapsed on top of me and we kissed while our breaths came back to normal and our heartbeats calmed down. His cock deflated and left my hole, leaving me with that well-known emptiness. He let go of my ankles and lay down next to me with his head on my chest. It had been short but so intense. I had just the time to stretch out my arm and switch off the light. We both fell asleep satisfied and content.

In the morning we woke up to the sunlight coming through the window. I looked out and had a smile, as the sky was bright and blue. This was heaven! My bladder screamed for attention and I slipped out of bed trying not to wake Alex, but I knew that before I turned on the shower, he would be with me. I emptied my bladder and brushed my teeth while the water came to the perfect temperature in the shower stall. I was just under the cascading water when I felt Alex joining me. We kissed and that led to some grabbing and caressing and before we knew it, the water of the shower drained our juices. We dressed and went down for breakfast before checking out of the hotel. We were about to hit the road when Alex took out his phone and called Mr. Mackenzie, telling him he accepted the job. John asked him if he could go over and have the contract signed and if I was coming with him. John liked to know the partners of his employees.

We went over to the offices and I was introduced, first to Miss Rodriguez and then to John Mackenzie. He was indeed a pleasant man and I could understand why Alex had taken such a quick decision. The contract was signed and Miss Rodriguez had a bunch of other papers ready for him to sign as well: the opening of a bank account, the signature for the credit card, the papers for the work permit and visa and for the pass to enter the premises. Then she handed him a list of cars that were available to him to choose from. Alex looked it over and went for a BMW 3 series with all the options. She said the car would be ready the first day he came in to work. She was really prepared for Alex's new job and necessities. She handed him a list of real estate agents and a list of houses that were available, as well for buying as for renting. Alex handed me that list and said it was probably my responsibility to make a choice. All the properties were in an up-scale neighborhood a little outside town. Miss Rodriguez had even marked a few that were really good value for money. We promised to have a look. We left at about eleven o'clock and before hitting the road to Samara, we checked the list of houses. There was one in particular that attracted our attention. It was a kind of a villa on a nice plot, recently built and that looked very nice. The price was ok if I could sell mine back home. We called the real estate agent and introduced ourselves. He gave us precise directions, but with the GPS it was far easier to find his office. The man was really professional and his first question was to know how we had contacted him directly on his mobile phone. When Alex said he had a contract with Mr. Mackenzie, the agent was all smiles and even happier to help us. We showed him the house we were interested in on the list.

• Very good choice, he said, and I happen to have the keys to that house here. It is unfurnished tough. If you want to see it, I have some free time and we can go over to visit it.

• That would be great, Alex said. Let's do that!

My God! This was a whirlwind of events in such a sort time! I couldn't believe it. We were supposed to be here for two weeks on holiday! At four days to our return flight, Alex had stranded a job and we were house hunting! He had just signed his contract a few hours ago and the legal papers were already in the process and we were about to visit a house we had found attractive on an extended list we had received. The estate agent told us to follow with our car as we had told him that after the visit we were going to Samara. We followed him and arrived in what was announced as an upscale neighborhood. Indeed, the streets were clean and well designed, with a lot of trees. All the properties were surrounded by a wall and most of them had an iron gate. The agent must have pushed a button on a remote control and we entered a nice property. It was obvious that the landscaping of the garden was the work of professionals. The house on itself, from the outside, seemed huge. We noticed immediately the solar panels for warm water and also for electricity. A parabolic antenna was there and provided the necessary TV channels.

We stopped in front of the main entrance and the agent pointed out the photovoltaic panels and solar panels for warm water as well as the parabolic antenna for in case we wouldn't have seen it. He opened the front door and we were instantly in awe. Finely polished wooden floors spread out in front of us and seemed to cover the hall and the living room, but once we entered further, we could see it covered everything except the kitchen and the bathroom that were tiled with marble. Floor to ceiling French doors in the living room gave way to a terrace and a fantastic swimming pool. The kitchen was completely equipped with the latest semi-professional appliances. The three bedrooms had each their private bathroom. An office was also foreseen in the general construction as well as a garage for three cars. I didn't know, yet, what Alex thought, but I was rapidly falling in love with that house. I looked at the list for the price and it was more than affordable. Even if I lost money on the sale of mine back home, we could still afford it! We asked the real estate agent to give us some time alone and walked to the garden.

• What do you think, I asked Alex.

• I think this place is wonderful, but it is only the first one we see!

• I know, but on the other hand, why see tens or even hundreds if we love this one! It has everything we need and want. Look at this swimming pool! Lots of space everywhere in the house is just what we are looking for. The kitchen is just a dream come true for anyone who loves to cook and... it is not that far away from your work! It's mainly motorway and I roughly guess it is a maximum of fifteen minutes to get to the factory.

• Indeed, it is. So... You want this place?

• I think I do. Everything has gone so quickly on this trip that I don't see why we couldn't go for this house even though it is the first one we see. It is a nice neighborhood and I saw a commercial center about two minutes away from here.

• It is not that I am uncomfortable with it, but I have never taken so many important decisions in such a short time! I will rely on your intuitions and what you think about this house. For my part, I love this house and think we can make it a real home.

• Tell you what, I said... Let me call Tiffany and see if she has any intuition.

I called her and she answered on the first ring. She didn't say hello or asked how we were doing.

• The answer is yes to whatever question you have, she said. I guess you will have quite a lot to tell me once you're back here. I have a feeling that we won't see each other as much as in the past, but each time we will see each other, will be special, that's for sure. What are you both up to?

• Actually, just in a nutshell, we are moving to Costa Rica!

• That explains why I had the sensation your house was for sale. By the way, I don't know how much you ask for your house but Trevor is desperately looking to buy a house. If you want I can give him the information as I see him this afternoon!

• That would be great. I'll have to check what the real value of the house is and that is something I'll do as soon as we are back and I'll let you know or call Trevor directly.

• Ok, that's settled then. I am waiting to see you and getting updated as soon as you are back.

We hung up. I looked at Alex and he had heard the conversation as I had put on the loudspeaker.

• I guess that is settled then! Alex said.

We went back inside and found the real estate agent.

• Did you gentlemen wanted to see more houses? I still have quite a few on the list.

• Actually we won't take more of your time. We think we are decided. We want this one!

• That's fantastic!

• But we are going back in two days time. So, if you could have all the papers ready before then, we will gladly sign them. We will make a money transfer to your bank account as a deposit on the house as soon as we are back. If needed, we can meet at the airport before our flight to sign the papers and a few hours later the transfer will be done.

To say the salesman was happy would be an understatement. We didn't know how real estate sales went, but it was probable that getting a sale that quickly decided was not something that happened every day. Jeez, I had never bought something as expensive as a house in such a short time! He took a kind of basic contract out of his briefcase and filled in the necessary data. The clause of the payment was added and we all three signed that first contract. We received the original and he kept a copy. After that he invited us back to his office to have a little celebration but we declined politely saying we still had a four hour drive back to Samara. He promised to keep in touch and said we would see each other at the airport just before our flight.

We had another look around of the house and I could easily imagine it with new furniture and our personal things. There were a few paintings in the house back home that I could see hanging here on the walls and above the open fireplace. That house gave me so much good vibrations and I was sure Tiffany would feel exactly the same. I was sure she was going to come and visit us and feel at home at once in this house. But we didn't want to keep up the salesman too long. We took a few pictures with our cell phones and asked the man if he had the original plans with the measures on it. It would certainly help when we were going to do some furniture shopping. He promised to have them on the day of our departure. We bid our farewells and started our journey back to Samara.

It was amazing how everything suddenly looked so different. Suddenly this was not just a country we were visiting. It became in a very, VERY short time the place where we were going to live. We looked at things with a lot more attention, taking note of what was where and what was available for a daily life. Just the drive from the house to the motorway was filled with shops, restaurants, markets, pharmacies and so on.

Arriving in Samara we were glad to have a jump in the pool and refresh. After that we had a cocktail at the bar. I took out my laptop and started to write down everything we had to do as soon as we were back home. The list was quite extensive. I asked if Alex could call Miss Rodriguez and see if she could open a bank account on my name as well. She was ready to do so and even offered to have all the legal papers ready for me as well. She said that going through the whole process for one or for two was exactly the same. I just had to send her a copy of my passport. I made a picture of it with my phone and sent her the file by SMS. The next day we received both our bank account numbers by SMS again and with a message saying that both accounts were ready to use. She would, just as the real estate agent, come to the airport to make me sign whatever was necessary. I went on-line to my bank account back home and did a first transfer of money to my new one. It would help paying the deposit on the house.

I also sent an SMS to Trevor, telling him my house was for sale and ask him if he wanted to make an offer. It took him about a quarter of an hour to answer with an offer I couldn't refuse! I sent him a message back.

"At this price, it is a sealed deal!"

That was one problem less! I knew Trevor and I knew he had probably investigated the market and thought the price he was offering was a fair price. I received a message back.

"Deposit of ten percent has been made to your account my friend. Don't want to lose such an opportunity!"

Alex was flabbergasted at the easiness with which that deal was made, but then again he didn't know Trevor that well. I knew he had quite some money after the death of his parents and the job he had. Buying my house was not a problem for him. He was still in for a surprise, as I had not mentioned yet that the house came fully furnished.

So, here we were. Alex had a well-paid job. I had sold my house and we had bought the new one here. The legal papers were in process of being ok. Alex had a BMW as a company car and I still had to choose one for me. The only thing left was organizing the move, buying furniture and signing the deed on the house. The other thing we had to do at home was closing accounts and Alex to resign from his work. Even though we were on the verge of flying back, we could only think about one thing.

San Jose! Here we come!

To be continued if you guys tell me you like the story. All comments welcome to amahy1957@gmail.com