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Sorrento: Part 4

Date: 12/22/2014, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: LadyJaneGrey, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

We walked back to the hotel, fuelled by giggles and wine. We had left ourselves very little time, so I had no opportunity to preen myself or change into more glamorous and sexy clothes. Comfortable underwear, jeans and a sweater had seemed a natural choice to go out given the cold and damp night air, but now they felt wholly inappropriate. Anna assured me that I was over thinking the whole thing. “I only care about the person inside, and I am sure the boys will see you the same way. A diamond is still a diamond, even when it is wrapped in a brown paper bag.” “So you think my dress sense is no better than a paper bag.” I dropped her arm, stood with my hands on hips, and feigned hurt. She narrowed her eyes at me and smacked me gently on the arm. “You know what I mean.” She walked on two paces without me and turned. “My god, you are sexy when you pout.” I laughed. Of course I knew what she meant. I was deeply flattered that she thought of me as a diamond. And I was not immune to the fact she had said boys; plural. I was going to be fucked more than once. I felt strange stirrings in my groin. Well, perhaps not so strange. I was very horny. The night porter welcomed us. “Good evening Mrs. De Carlo, I trust you have had a good day.” I had no recollection of seeing him previously and wondered if he was the stallion. I had no way of knowing, and neither he, nor Anna, was giving anything away. The sudden memory stirred more. Anna’s room had been tidied and the beds changed and pulled ... down. The flowers remained and a fresh bottle of Prosecco had been put in the ice bucket. I could not help but admire the respect that this woman seemed to command. She handed me the scarf, her gaze questioning whether I wanted it. “Are you still sure about this,” I asked. “It is not too late to say no.” “Yes, I am sure. I love you, and I want to make you happy.” She had not hesitated. And she had said she loved me. I simply melted, threw my arms around her neck, and kissed her. She responded with a passion and ferocity that surprised me, even after all we had experienced together. Our mouths locked together. Our tongues explored. I could feel my heart racing and my groin getting wet. I took the scarf. A complex chain of thoughts raced through my mind. Would my sweater come off over the scarf? How would I look in jeans and white cotton bra? It went on. In the end, I stripped then tied the scarf around my eyes. These boys wanted to see me naked, so why not greet them naked. There was a light knock at the door. “You are beautiful,” Anna said. I stepped back so that I was out of view from anyone passing in the corridor. There were a few minutes of whispered voices and rustling. I was again very conscious that my naked body was being scrutinized by strangers. I felt my nipples involuntarily harden. I hoped it looked sexy. I heard the pop of a cork and the clink of glass. Someone took my hand and placed a drink into it. I thought that I had already consumed more alcohol than was ...