She was on a trip to Italy with her mother. They had just arrived in Florence after a week and a half together in Rome and Tuscany. She loved her mom but she'd had very little time alone and was desperate to release her growing pent up sexual energy. After all, she was in Italy surrounded by gorgeous Italian men.
Her first male encounter had been with the handsome older waiter at the first restaurant they'd gone to in Rome. He was definitely too old for her. But he had a confidence and swagger about him and she couldn't help but flirt back.
Then there was the hot well dressed gentleman who helped them find their way to the train station. He was definitely eyeing the curve of her chest when he thought she wasn't looking. Of course she noticed. But she loved it. Just fuel for her dirty imagination later.
After more than a week sharing a room with her mother...let's just say by the time they got to Florence, she was bursting with sexual energy she needed to release.
In the middle of a busy day of sightseeing and shopping they stopped for lunch at a little Italian pizzeria. The waiter/manager was a tall, dark, very charming man named Gio. The flirtation was instant. He even invited them back to the kitchen to show her how to use the wood burning oven. Anyone paying attention would have seen the chemistry between them. They couldn't stop smiling. He gave her his number and told her to come back to the restaurant around close. He said he could take her to their sister bar down the street to get a drink and shoot some pool. She wondered if it was just an excuse to get her to bend over. She took his number, but wasn't sure she should use it. She was after all on vacation with her mother.
Just to complicate matters further, she had a boyfriend at home. He was a really good and loyal person, but his idea of sexy was a scheduled session after his weekly soccer game, so she had to make her own fun. And she was prone to naughtiness. She knew how wrong it was, but she couldn't stop thinking about how fun it would be to have an exciting night on her own.
By the time they got back to the hotel later that evening, she'd made up her mind. She wasn't passing up the chance to have an adventure in Italy. Her mother was reluctant for her to go, but she knew she couldn't really control her adult daughter and had also found Gio incredibly charming, so gave her blessing.
It was a warm night, so she decided to walk from her hotel back to the restaurant. She had carefully chosen a dress that accentuated her curves. Her straight blond hair was pulled up into a ponytail. She was full of nervous excitement, but had no idea what was in store for her.
He was sweeping the floor when she got there. He gave her a glass of wine and told her to have a seat while he finished closing. As she watched him clean, she tried to push thoughts of her boyfriend out of her mind. He looked so sexy and in charge that she couldn't help but fantasize about him taking her right there on one of those tables.
She snapped back to reality when he suddenly appeared next to her. He had changed into his street clothes and was even sexier in jeans and a white t- shirt. "Should we go?" They looked at each other with a desire so palpable it felt like it could erupt between them any second. "Sure" she said. She'd come for a good time and the night was still young.
The bar was super lively. All kinds of people drinking, laughing, playing pool. They met an American/Italian family at the bar celebrating their first time together in the motherland. They convinced them to join them for a drink. They were dying to spend some time alone? but as they sat down next to each other laughing and having fun with these strangers..the heat started building again.
