Jim's job required us to move to Sorrento, Italy for three months and we were looking forward to it. We knew there were long hours ahead for him to finish his project, but we were hoping to find some time to relax and take in the scenery along the beautiful Amalfi Coast. The people he was to work with rented us a private villa for our stay . . . they knew we hadn't been together long and we'd want to spend Jim's limited free time together. Tessa, who worked for the company Jim was going to work with, met us at the airport.
Tessa was about our age, late 30's, and I thought very beautiful – tall, slender with very small breasts, and long dark hair. Jim had met her on his previous visits and she greeted him by holding both of his hands and kissing him directly on the mouth, not the famed air kisses Italians were famous for. She stood close and smiled up at him as she asked about our flight and I wondered if I should be jealous, as she focused solely on him. He laughed at something she said in Italian, and then turned her around to me for introductions. She smiled over her shoulder at him and then leaned in and kissed both of my cheeks. As she did so, her long, dark hair fell forward onto my shoulder. Her breath was warm on my cheek, and her hand lightly grazed my breast as she reached up to brush her hair away from my neck. Startled, I stepped back and looked quickly at Jim. He didn't appear to have noticed and before I knew it, Tessa had taken my arm and was leading us out of the airport, to the waiting car and driver.
We got in and soon found ourselves on a road along the coast with stunning views of the Mediterranean Sea. It wasn't long before the car pulled into a private drive, up a steep hill, and to the front of a small stone house. Tessa guided us into the tiny villa . . . and it was perfect! Just enough room for two – with a private terrace and pool with views of the Sea and the island of Capri. I thought we were in paradise!
Tessa was very helpful in showing us where everything was and explained that we should get settled and she would be back later to take us to dinner. She hugged each of us, gave lingering kisses to both of our cheeks, and left.
We quickly unpacked and explored our private villa. Despite being exhausted from the long day of travel, we found our swimsuits and went out to the pool. Jim jumped right in with a big splash – I forget sometimes that he's just a big kid! He was grinning as he surfaced and saw me sitting on the side of the pool. I saw the look in his eyes and held my arms out to him. He walked slowly towards me, nudging my knees apart, and then stopped, looking into my eyes.
Placing my hands on Jim's shoulders, I leaned down and brushed the softest of kisses across his warm lips. I slid from the side of the pool into the water, wrapping my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. I could feel his smile against my lips and then we were kissing deeply. I closed my eyes and felt him slowly lower us both into the water and then below it.
The kiss was great . . . . . but I soon felt myself running out of air. I tried to push us up, but felt Jim's strong arms holding me down. I opened my eyes and pulled my mouth from his . . . . only to see his playful, laughing eyes teasing me. As a former lifeguard, he can hold his breath for long periods of time, and knows that I can't. I twisted in his arms but he held on for another moment longer. I could see his grin as I twisted harder and this time he let me turn and break free. But as I shot up to the surface, I felt the tug at the back of my swimsuit top. I was gasping for air as I felt my swimsuit top floating away. I'd barely caught my breath again when I felt Jim wrap his arms around both of my legs and pull me under again. I was pushing at his shoulders when I felt him tug on the strings at the sides of my swimsuit bottom . . . . and just like that, I was naked! We both came up, me sputtering again, Jim grinning and holding my suit.
"Ha ha, funny guy," I said as I started over to the side of the pool. I felt Jim coming up behind me and braced myself to be dunked again. But I was wrong - this time he had something else in mind. I felt his hands reach around and slide smoothly over my breasts and squeeze gently. He tugged me back until I felt his body up against mine and I let my head fall back onto his shoulder. He turned his head and rubbed his lips across the sensitive skin just below my ear.
