This story, although written to stand alone, is a prequel to the first one I submitted to Literotica called,” Welcome to the Neighborhood.” I also hope to add further stories of the lives of this couple. Let me know if you like it.
Thank you, TamaraX.
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Alexandra couldn’t believe her good fortune. The man she had been fantasizing about for the last two weeks had been flirting with her all morning. From the moment she had first set eyes on him at the art museum in Venice, he had captivated her.
Alexandra Portibella looked like a centerfold incarnate. Her tall, Ruebenesque figure and dark, olive complexion would bring the dead to life. Her hair was a lustrous black worn in an elaborate, braided bun at the back of her neck. Her countenance was classic Roman with large, smoldering, dark eyes, a long, straight nose and strong jaw-line. Her mouth was wide with full, sensuous, pouting lips and dazzling, white teeth that were displayed in her ever-present smile. The clothes she usually wore were loose, revealing, silk dresses that clung to her full, curvaceous figure accentuating every luscious asset; provocative yet tasteful. Soft, round shoulders and a long, delicate neck guided one’s gaze downward to her large, firm, ski-sloped breasts that were occasionally glimpsed through the plunging necklines of her attire. Her nipples and aureole were dark and perched atop the full teardrops of her breasts, easily discernable through the sheer fabric of her dress. Her tummy was flat, with only a slight trace of the roundness of a mature woman. When she walked through crowds, heads of men and women alike turned to watch the graceful swing of her firm, pear-shaped derriere. Her legs were long and shapely, with smooth knees, sculpted calves, trim ankles, and perfectly formed feet and toes, which begged to be licked and sucked.
Several times, Alexandra had encountered him that morning as he had toured the streets of the city. On one occasion, she had brushed against him, as if on accident, in the crowd and had met his mumbled apology and appreciating gaze with a seductive grin. His cock had immediately sprang to full attention, creating a embarrassingly obvious tent in his tailored trousers. She glanced downward and grinned wickedly at the proof that she had achieved a deliberate, desired effect on him.
“Oh excuse me,” Alexandra cooed, “You must think I am terribly rude!” Her voice was low and husky with melodious undertones.
“Oh no, it was nothing!” the man stammered, “I rather liked it!” His face seemed to register shocked disbelief at what he had just said to her.
‘So I see!” the beauty replied teasingly. “My name is Alexandra, and yours?”
“Er, Michael,” he replied, “Pleased to make your acquaintance. You are the most attractive sight I’ve seen here!” Again he appeared flabbergasted at what he was saying to her. “I wonder, if you’re not busy, could I persuade you to show me around this beautiful city?” Nothing ventured, nothing gained, she thought to herself; and she desperately wanted to keep this man near her for awhile.
“Why yes, I would love to escort such a handsome gentleman around the city!” Alexandra cajoled, “But you have to promise to keep me entertained.”
Alexandra was thoroughly enjoying the company of the attractive man she had just met. After the last six months of hell she had endured with her estranged husband, she wanted to enjoy a little sport with the opposite sex. And truthfully, this handsome American more than piqued her interest; she was spellbound. He was tall and well built with broad shoulders, a trim waist, and a nice, muscular butt that was complimented well by the tailored suit he was wearing. His thighs were thick as well as his arms, which were long and ended in big hands with thick, strong-looking, well-manicured fingers. Short, reddish hair, stylishly groomed, wide, green eyes, a broad smile and soft jaw-line gave him the open, boyish face of a friendly, gentle youngster. This worked to offset his formidably powerful body; and the demeanor of a mature, self-confident man. And judging from the quick appraisal she had given his reaction to her, he had other impressive, physical attributes yet to be explored!
Alexandra and Michael spent most of the morning wandering around Venice. They walked arm in arm along the crowded avenues of the city. She pointed out the usual attractions that drew tourists from all over the world. They sat close together comfortably while taking a gondola tour of the city’s scenic waterways. Other tourists, who saw them, thought they were a newly wedded couple on honeymoon. The two of them chatted as though they had been friends for years and found they had much in common. Both had been married for several years and had divorced within the last year. Also, they were both fond of children. Michael had a teen-aged daughter, Marielle, but Alexandra was childless, as her ex-husband had not wanted children.
As they talked, their conversation inevitably drifted toward the subject of sex. Again it was obvious they shared a common attitude about matters of lust, passion and love. Alexandra confessed to Michael that her biggest complaint about her former husband was that he was too possessive and lacked a sense of adventure in regard to sex. Michael told her about the frequent battles that he had had with his ex-wife whenever he suggested that they try something different or explore other avenues of their sexuality.
“Have you ever made love to a woman in a public place, Michael?” Alexandra teasingly asked him as she brazenly reached over and stroked the inside of his thigh and his cock through his trousers. She leaned over and breathed in his ear; “I’ve been admiring this all morning!”