When Ingrid and Sieglinde woke up that Sunday morning in their suite at Hotel Adlon Kempinski, they proceeded with their typical Sunday morning exercise. They indulged in a side by side sixty-nine oral sex. After their shower, at Sieglinde's behest, they went to her favorite café in Berlin for a hearty German breakfast. The menu featured Brötchen (bread rolls), jam, honey, cheeses, hams, salami, boiled eggs, and a piece of Schwarzwälder Kirschtorte (Black Forest Cake).
For Ingrid's benefit they opted to do a popular touristy thing by signing up for a four hour walking tour. It was a most informative exercise. The guide's commentary provided brief history of the city from the Prussian era, through WWI, the Nazi period, the Cold War period and ending up with the current time era of a reunited Germany and Berlin. The jam-packed tour included stops at famous landmarks such as Checkpoint Charlie, the Holocaust Memorial, the rebuilt Reichstag, Brandenburg Gate, and the remnants of the Berlin Wall.
Even Sieglinde was pleased to have agreed to spend their time in this way. As she pointed out, "I've been to Berlin countless times, but I've never before taken the time to explore the city in this fashion. I learned a lot today and I'm glad I went."
They ended up back at their hotel to dine at their restaurant. After they finished their meal, they repaired back to their suite to finish the day, engaged in non-stop relentless love making. One of the luxurious features of the suite was that it contained a jacuzzi and a sauna. Consequently, our heroines could not resist indulging in an unbelievably relaxing and languid sexual play. In the jacuzzi sitting side by side against each other, letting the jets spray warm water on their breasts, they slowly simultaneously fisted each other's vagina. The resultant mutual orgasms proved to be an exquisite and exhilarating experience.
After they were done in the jacuzzi, they wandered into the sauna. Laying on the bench there, they engaged in an oral sixty-nine sex with Ingrid on top. Each of them had access to raise the heat of the sauna, without breaking from their sexual position. Consequently, when one of them could discern their passion heating up, they pulled the cord to increase the steam heat of the sauna. From the two sources of heat, they both were perspiring copiously more than they has ever experienced. As a result, their vaginas produced a different kind of smell, that contributed to a new kind of ecstasy. When they climaxed, they were flush with euphoria. Their skin all over, not just in their faces, had reddened resembling the color of boiled lobsters.
After their session in the sauna, they returned to their gigantic king size bed in extremely good humor. While lolling about on the bed savoring in their afterglow, Ingrid giggled, as she pondered the question as to whether either Michael Jackson or the Queen of England had indulged in sex, like they just had, during their stays in this very same suite. Sieglinde volunteered, "Well both of them are acknowledged to have been biological parents proving that they had been sexually active. So, I guess anything is possible."
Ingrid then speculated, "Back in the United States, there are a plethora of long standing hotels and the like that boast that the first President, George Washington, was reputed to have slept in their establishment, back in the day. Perhaps such claims are the origin for his acquiring the distinction as the father of our country."
Sieglinde swatted Ingrid with a pillow for articulating such a silly notion. The latter retaliated in kind and a pillow fight ensued. The women giggled like teenage girls during their frivolity. Once they settled down again, they returned to kissing each other while simultaneously manually stimulating each other's clitoris to a new orgasm.
The next day, Sieglinde accompanied Ingrid for moral support, to the DGG recording studios. The recording sessions for the day were scheduled from 09:00 AM to 12:00 noon, to be followed by a lunch break, and the afternoon session would begin at 02:00 PM to end at 05:00 PM. The morning session actually lasted till 12:40 PM, since Ingrid was unfamiliar with some of the lesser played Nocturnes. Accordingly, she took some time to study the music thoroughly before recording it, to ensure a superior finished performance. Since, the afternoon session was a repeat recoding performance. Ingrid was able to compete that session by 04:30. Likewise, the next morning's session was completed by 11:30 AM, and so the two of them, had plenty of time to catch their train to return to Vienna.
When the summer ended, Ingrid returned for third academic year and her second year at MDW. The University had no problem in allowing Otto Hellmesberger continue as a special academic advisor for Ingrid. The two of them made a good fit for each other. For Otto having the opportunity to mentor a budding super star who most likely will become a dominant musician in the classical music world for the forthcoming several decades, was a heavenly gifted dénouement for his life.
During Otto's younger years he had enjoyed a reputation as a proficient pianist with international renown. He was recognized as one of the finest Austrian contemporary pianists. Although his career centered in performing in Vienna, he was in demand in concert halls throughout Europe as well as in the Americas. For a couple of years, he ventured into Asia, mostly in Japan as well as performing one complete season in Australia.
Unfortunately, at the age of forty-three he developed an inflammation in his joints and suffered from arthritis in his hands and fingers. Accordingly, he was unable to play the piano at the concert level. Even playing idly for personal pleasure was impossible because of the horrendous pain. He tried to do some conducting, but he had not paid his dues in this regard by not having established his credentials as a competent conductor. As the competition in acquiring a prestigious position for even in a minor orchestra was fierce, he was forced to give up hope for a career in that direction.
In retrospect, Otto was thus, fortunate in acquiring the teaching position at MDW, as he had no real skills transferable to a different line of livelihood. His musicianship and his professional friendship with the administrators of the school allowed him to obtain the position, but to succeed in this new vocation for him, he needed to acquire graduate degree academic credits. Initially, it galled him to have to take academic lessons in music, considering that he had been a successful professional concert pianist for twenty-five years.
Nevertheless, Otto persevered and was able to achieve full professor status at the University within the shortest period of time possible. He proved to be a very effective teacher and was very popular amongst the students. He even enjoyed the satisfaction of seeing some of his students excel professionally in music after graduating. Still, the premature end to his concert career had broken his spirit. As a result, he had viewed his employment with MDW, as simply marking time until he was to leave this world.
This attitude and outlook in life changed dramatically for Otto, right from the very first moment he had met Ingrid Losnedahl. He had been assigned to her as her special tutor for her initial study year at MDW. He was aware, that she had won the Tchaikovsky International Competition at a very young age, actually at the barest minimum age requirement to be an entrant in the competition. He surmised that such fact was the nexus for the perceived academic perks and concessions accorded to her.
Consequently, he was prepared to meet an insufferable egotist. Mind you, he had no problem in dealing with such a characteristic, as he believed the same would be a natural consequence of such an unusually successful early accomplishment. To his delight, Ingrid did not prove to be the dreaded arrogant prima donna that had to be handled with kid gloves. By the same token Ingrid was also not the equally insufferable disingenuous humble soul who blatantly discounted her talent only to chastise anyone who could not detect her talent.
What delighted Otto about Ingrid's personality was her realistic even handed self-assessment of her skills. She knew she was good, and a very talented pianist. However, it was obvious to Otto, that she viewed her skills as her normal due as a result of her relentless and dedicated unyielding practice at the piano. She was oblivious to the fact, that she possessed a unique skill of inconspicuously outpouring her passion and baring her soul in performing the music. That skill raised the level of her musicianship to a lofty level that seldom is attained.
Now quite a lot of successful professional musicians are capable of emoting perceived passion when performing an essentially exhilarating passage of music. Unfortunately, the display of their alleged focus in the music is invariably so overblown that it casts doubt in the minds of their audience as to the genuineness of the exhibition. In Ingrid's case the visibility of her performance is congruent to an artist who is performing the music competently in a professional manner but still able to evoke her passion and soul in producing the music. This conclusion of Ingrid's prowess was quite evident in the first time Otto heard Ingrid play.