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"Hello Paolo, I was wondering where you'd got to."
I stood up and we kissed cheeks. It was all very chaste really. I'd half expected her to pull me into a molten embrace, but evidently she at least could show some restraint!
"I've just come for some flowers for the dining room," she said as she swept her arm in the direction of her liberally stocked flower beds and shrubs, "they do smell so good at this time of year don't you think?!"
I did.
In fact the mention of the flowers had seemingly unlocked my nasal senses at last and I was suddenly overwhelmed by the vast array of fragrances that surrounded us. Involuntarily, I took a deep breath, feeling better immediately.
My aunt smiled, "There you are, that's better. You looked so sad when I came in. Is everything alright?"
I forced a smile and nodded, but maybe not convincingly enough. Her smile changed to a slightly puzzled frown and then her face brightened, "Are you sure ... but of course ... you'll be waiting to see Maria I suppose!" She looked around as if expecting her to appear magically from behind a bush, "Still not arrived yet then? I wonder what's been delaying her?"
It was something of an eye-opener to find that there was something that she didn't know. She'd certainly known enough about me to draw me into this little family society without much difficulty! And probably the whole household knew that Maria and I were close, but maybe even my Aunt didn't know of our plans.
I shook my head sadly again as I realised that I was thinking about plans that would now probably never materialise. Depression was back on the agenda!
But my Aunt had failed to notice my change of mood as I slumped down on the seat again, and she pottered off to start to fill her basket with carefully selected blooms.
"Oh, and well done for putting your foot down yesterday, " she added in between snips, " I forgot to say at the time, but you will need to be firm with Izzy, she's a lovely girl but so impetuous and , well, bossy! I had a real struggle to stop chuckling when I saw the expression on her face!"
38. Another Coffee
I must confess that the memory of yesterday morning at breakfast did bring a smile to face, despite my inner gloom. Maybe that's what my Aunt had intended. It was becoming clear to me that she was a master manipulator. Maybe all the women in our family were!
Breakfast had been quite normal up to that time. I'd still been feeling that inner glow after being awoken by Ilse and sharing a fantastic hour's love-making with her. She'd been just as active as Izzy the previous morning, but maybe not quite as domineering! After we'd finished eating, Aunt Luisa had asked us what we planned to do during the day, and Izzy had immediately responded with a long list of activities, most of which had obvious sexual possibilities. I mean, 'hide and seek' in the grounds?!
"No!" I'd said firmly without really thinking about it.
Izzy's mouth was still open, but the words had stopped gushing out as she swung her head to face me.
I'd known instantly that I had to act fast! I'd ignored Izzy and talked to my aunt.
"I think that I'll go for a drive on my own this morning Aunt Luisa. Is it okay if I take the Estate car?"
I'd seen the sparkle in my Aunt's eye as she'd replied, "Of course Paolo, the keys are in the kitchen, ask Catarina."
Izzy still hadn't spoken, but I'd seen from her wide-eyed expression that she'd been about to explode. It never happened though, as my Aunt had smoothly intervened, "So you'll have to entertain yourselves this morning girls, you can't expect to monopolise Paolo all week!" She'd ended in a tone that I'd rarely heard from her. It had that touch of steel that had even forced Izzy to swallow her response and sit back, staring at me with a distinctly sullen look.
Ilse too looked a little shocked, but Frieda had smiled, "Of course we will Aunt Luisa, going anywhere special?" she'd asked me innocently.
I'd smiled back as I stood up, "No, not really Frieda, I'll probably just meander around a bit." I didn't think that anyone else had seen the slight knowing nod and the little wink that she'd given me!
Later, as I'd pulled up in that familiar car park in our nearby market town, I'd felt a moment of trepidation and looked guiltily around before getting out and paying for my ticket at the machine. Fortunately, I'd seen no-one that I recognised and certainly no-one who appeared ready to raise the alarm about the sight of me making love to Frieda in the car the previous day. The memory of her sprawled out figure in her dishevelled clothing across the back seat had however brought a brief smile to my face, and a stir of interest from between my legs!
When I'd set off from the villa, I really hadn't any particular destination in mind, but my sub-conscious had soon sent me in this direction, just as my feet had more or less automatically taken me back to that now familiar small, quiet square on the edge of the town centre.
I'd stopped on the edge, and surveyed the tranquil little area. The surrounding apartments with their sandy coloured walls had mostly had their shutters closed against the increasingly bright sun. It had been early still, but the inky black shadows were shortening and the heat had been rising noticeably already!
The big tree in the centre had already been throwing shadow across the tables arranged neatly outside the little cafe on the other side of the square. I'd smiled wryly as I'd noted that the sole customer, an old man reading his paper and sipping an expresso had been pretty much what we'd come across the day before. At least before our notoriety had spread across the female side of town!
I'd looked for Rosa, but there was no sign of her this morning, and I'd been wondering whether I ought to go. I'd been in two minds about whether to come as I'd neared the square. Well, maybe it had been three or four! The only likely outcome of my visit had been yet more potential complications in my love life after all, but somehow I'd been drawn back, as if by some un-breakable magnetic attraction!
I'd half turned away when a motion in the cafe doorway stopped me. The waitress had appeared carrying a tray with another small cup of coffee which she took across to the old man. She was wearing the same sort of black skirt, white shirt and small pinafore that she'd had on yesterday, but this day Rosa had let her dark, black hair down a little, still swept back around her neck, but softening her features and making her look even more attractive.
She'd chatted casually with the old man for a few minutes before turning to the shop and seeing me in the same motion. Her eyes had widened with surprise as she'd stopped in her tracks, staring at me.
I'd smiled and walked over.
"Buongiorno Rosa," I'd said casually as I'd leaned forward to give her a peck on each cheek.
She'd still not quite got over the shock of seeing me again and spluttered a quick response in Italian which I hadn't understood, but I noticed the old man look up from his paper with interest. Then she spoke in her halting English, just as I was getting over the sweet fragrance of her perfume after our little greeting!
"Paolo...how good to view you again ... I... err ...," she drew herself up as she recovered from the surprise and gave me a wide smile, her beautiful hazel eyes locking onto mine, "... I am sorry Paolo, I'm not making much ...errr sense am I? It's just that I really hadn't expected to see you again. I know that you're holiday is errrr ...tiny .. and you seemed so ... errr, busy!"
She'd dragged her eyes away from mine to look over my shoulder, and her smile seemed to widen, "You aren't with your cousins?" she'd asked, and I'd been pleased to hear the note of hope in her voice. It had matched mine.
"No, I've left them at the villa today Rosa!" My Italian was up to that but I'd refrained from explaining about the scene at breakfast!
"So, you're not in a rush to errr, ...go... somewhere," she'd almost murmured as the hope turned into anticipation.
"No, I'm not doing anything this morning ..." I replied struggling for the right Italian words. I'd started to regret our little arrangement from the previous day of speaking in each other's language. It had seemed like a good idea at the time when we'd just wanted to improve our linguistic skills, but as a means of conveying deeper feelings it had had its limitations!
She'd got the message though as she chuckled to herself, took my hand and guided me inside the cafe. The simple contact of hand on hand had sent a shiver down my spine.
"Right, I'm going to get my sister over to look after the shop, " she'd said decisively with a mischievous smile, "that is, if you'd like to errrr...be with me for a while...?" she'd added questioningly.
"Are you kidding?!" I'd replied enthusiastically, forgetting my Italian completely, but she'd clearly understood my intention, particularly as I'd wrapped my arm round her waist as I tried to plant a kiss on her luscious lips.
She'd squirmed away from me though with a little squeal, and pushed me towards one of the bar stools by the shop counter.
"Not here!" she'd laughed, "I'll get you a coffee and then I can call my sister. Then we'll really have time to ..." She hadn't finished, but we'd both seen the desire in each other's eyes . No further talking was necessary!
I'd sipped the latte she'd put in front of me while Rosa got on the phone. I couldn't follow much of the conversation, but I'd been able to tell from the urgent tone of her voice that she was putting pressure on. At one point amidst a series of "Si...si...si ...si certo!" she'd glanced at me and raised her eyes to the ceiling in that universal sign of exasperation, but eventually she'd finished the conversation with a laugh and a smile and turned back to me, "She'll be over in five minutes."
"Oh, and she asked me to remind you about who's turn it is..." she added and laughed again as she saw my expression widen at the recollection of our parting the day before, "... but I've told her that you'll be far too busy with me!"
We'd chatted casually for a while as I sipped my coffee, while I tried hard not to let the building sense of anticipation dominate my thinking. It was difficult though. Whether intentional or not, Rosa's white shirt was quite tight around her bust, and the top buttons were gaping. So, as she'd leaned forward over the counter as our conversation got more intimate, there'd been an exciting view of bulging cleavage and glimpses of a pale blue bra that was working hard to hold everything in!
Then she'd dragged her eyes away from me and looked over my shoulder. "Oh, customers," she'd said sounding a little disappointed as she'd pulled away and taken that mesmerising cleavage outside to take their order. As she'd walked over to a table by the tree, I'd twisted round to follow her movements. Suddenly, even the normal swaying of her hips in the tight black skirt had seemed incredibly sexy. Then I'd had a shock as I looked at the two young women who'd taken the seats. Surely I'd seen them yesterday? And could that have been at the lingerie shop window as well?!
My suspicions had quickly been confirmed as I saw one of them stare at me in recognition, say something excitedly to her friend and then delve in her bag for her mobile phone. I'd looked away, hoping it wasn't true.
When Rosa got back, she'd confirmed that it absolutely was true though, "Looks like your fan club's back!" she'd announced gaily as she went over to the coffee machine, "You know, they actually asked me what you were like in bed!" she'd added in mock disbelief. I'd seen from the secret little smile that said that she wasn't too upset that word had got out about us. And it wasn't as if we'd even made it as far as bed the day before!
Fortunately, a commotion in the doorway that had announced her sisters arrival had distracted us from going into this in any detail. Rosa's eyes lit up as she saw the rotund figure barge her way in and put down her bags behind the counter. A quick burst of Italian ensued between the two women that I couldn't follow. Eventually Rosa had waved her hands dismissively, undone her little apron and handed the order pad to her sister before coming round the counter, taking my hand again and drawn me towards the little corridor that led to the back of the cafe.
The brief exchange had left her sister staring back at Rosa with narrowed eyes. I'd been sure that I'd her saying something along the lines of 'do you know what you're getting yourself into?', but as she'd switched her gaze to me her expression had changed and a broad, knowing grin had spread across her face.
"Don't do anything that I wouldn't," she'd said loudly as we disappeared from view, "... or at least wait until it's my turn!"
Rosa's sparkling eyes had rolled as she'd heard the comment, but as soon as we'd got a few paces down the corridor, she'd pulled me to her into a tight embrace and her searching lips had found mine! This time, after yesterday, our kiss had instantly deepened, neither of us feeling the need to build up gradually and her lips parted straight away as our tongues met and fought with each other! My hands had quickly begun roaming across her side and back, ranging over the marvellous swell of her buttocks, while she'd held my head in her hands as she 's started to use her hips to push her pussy up against my developing hardness.
After a short while though I'd been distracted slightly by a sound from behind and I'd pulled away, glancing back into the shop to hear Rosa's sister 'tut-tutting' as she took out a tray of coffees. But Rosa wasn't to be interrupted, her hips gyrating more freely as she ground herself into me and pulled my head back as her lips had searched for mine again.
I'd been thinking that the corridor was maybe a little too public though, so I'd taken my hand off her to search for the door handle behind me that I knew led into that little office where we'd made scintillating love the day before.
Rosa had had other plans though as she'd reluctantly let my lips go, breathing hard, "No ... Paolo...not the office ... I ...well, come with me..."
The words had come out in little impatient bursts, and she'd seemed to make a decision, nodding to herself and then taking my hand as she'd practically dragged me down to the end of the corridor, opened another door and led me up a small flight of steps.
At the top, we'd come out into a small parlour with doors leading into other rooms and I'd realised that she'd brought me up to the apartment where she evidently lived above the shop. It had been simply, but tastefully decorated and the traditional big high ceilings were covered in ornate plasterwork.
She's smiled, a little shyly I'd thought, "Well, as you don't seem to be in a hurry, I thought that we might as well be comfortable!" Her eyes had lit up as she'd finished, and then her eyes had narrowed as she'd added, "But wait a minute."
She'd strode over to one of the doors facing us. It was ajar so she'd just pushed it open. This room was evidently their living room, with comfortable sofa's and chairs dotted around and a large screen TV in one corner. Flopping casually over one of the sofa's had been her teenage daughter, still in loose fitting pyjamas and busy tapping away on a small tablet. It had looked like she was immersed in a game or maybe exchanging news on social media. Rosa hadn't seemed pleased and she'd snapped at her in machine gun like Italian, the bits that I'd picked up on indicating quite sternly that her daughter needed to get up, get dressed and get downstairs to help her aunt in the shop!
I'd watched the tapping on the screen freeze as her daughter's eyebrows had narrowed and her eyes lifted towards us. I'd expected that Rosa would get a mouthful in reply, but it hadn't happened as her daughters eyes had widened as she'd spotted me behind her mother and her mouth had opened wide to form a silent 'o'!
"Right that's settled then, " Rosa had continued, disregarding her daughter's comical expression and she'd twirled round, taken my hand and pulled me away towards some other doors down another passageway.
39. Another Side to Rosa
We'd gone into the last one and, as I'd been hoping, it was her bedroom. It had been quite spacious, high ceilinged again and filled with a large, soft looking bed that had been covered with a bright yellow wrap. The alluring smell of her perfume had been strong here and the whole room was decorated in shades of lemon and pale yellow, the numerous soft furnishings clearly making it a woman's room.
She'd stooped to pick up some stockings from the floor, needlessly apologising for the non-existent 'mess', but I'd reached the point where my pent up passion needed some release! I'd pulled her up and into me as our lips had met urgently again and we'd staggered together over to the bed before falling sideways onto it, both of us giggling excitedly together as our hands roamed sensuously over our writhing bodies.
It hadn't taken long for those hands to get to work on more pressing matters though as we'd lain together, urgently pulling at buttons as she speedily tore open my shirt and I nearly as quickly released the front of her shirt too before dragging the white top over her shoulders. That had exposed her heaving bosom to my hungry eyes, the pale blue bra pushing her golden orbs together and up into my face at the same time!
Her hands had disappeared inside my shirt and she'd brought a groan to my lips as she ran them feverishly over my chest and shoulders, making me suck in a deep breath as I fumbled with the bra-clasp behind her back.
After a few seconds twisting and pulling it had come free and I'd pulled away from her so that I could ease the bra away from her gorgeous breasts and feast my eyes on them. If I'd not been fully aroused before, I'd certainly been then! They'd been full and taut, and the sight of her dark nipples standing up full and erect from their little light brown rings had been evidence enough of her own arousal. Her own need for satisfaction!
A little animal like sound had slipped out of my throat as I'd leaned forward again to capture one in my mouth, enjoying the feel of the hard button between my lips and then I'd heard her gasp and her hands tightened around my back as I'd sucked it further in and let my tongue slide around the sensitive flesh as my teeth nibbled lightly around its base. She'd stood the electric sensation for only a few minutes before lifting her hands to my head and frantically dragging my lips to her other nipple, desperate for the same treatment!
When I'd finally surfaced for air, we'd both stared at each other, bare from the waist up. Her eye's had been full of fire and something earthy, almost animal like. Lust! Mine had probably been the same!
We'd wasted no time dragging off the rest of our clothes until she'd been left in just her blue bikini panties and me in my boxer shorts. I'd reached down to cup her mound through the smooth, thin material and she'd arched backwards into the bed as her hips thrust up her pussy urgently into me, totally without restraint now. I'd let my fingers delve into the vee between her legs and she'd instantly opened them to give me access to her inner folds. It had felt so good to let them roam over her soft, sensitive nether lips, triggering a burst of fire between her legs that had made her cry out as she'd felt the exquisite pleasure wash right through her!
But now I'd desperately needed to see her pussy properly. The previous day had been too quick, and this time I'd wanted to savour her! I'd slid off her panties, leaving them hanging off one of her ankles as I'd spread her legs in front of me, my eyes almost devouring the sight of her dark bush, her open puffy slit and pink inner folds, only partially covering her oily entrance!
