The trip overseas with Linda, Part 2
Wednesday
"Linda, time to get up," I heard from Rachel.
I looked up and Rachel was standing in the door, still naked.
"I'll get her up," I said. She turned and walked off.
I kissed Dawn on the shoulder a few times; she always woke up when I did that.
"Emmm, what time is it?"
"I have no idea. Rachel came in to get Linda up. I am going to shower and shave quickly. Wake Linda up."
I slipped out of the bed and went to the bathroom and showered quickly. I dried off and shaved. When I went back to the bedroom I found Dawn between Linda's legs. Linda was holding Dawn's head as she had her head back with her eyes closed. I slipped on my robe and went out of the bedroom and closed the door.
"Coffee?" Rachel asked.
"Yes. What time is it?"
"Where?" Rachel asked.
"Here, I guess?"
"6:00 am, is Linda up?"
"She is getting there."
"Ahhhh!! Fuck!!" We heard come from the bedroom.
"She's up," I said.
"Sounds like it."
"What time is it at home?"
"11:00 pm, I think."
"Oh god!!" Came from Linda.
"James, she needs to get up. We need to get out of here."
I took my coffee with me back to the bedroom. Dawn was lying on top of Linda.
"Rachel says you two need to get up," I told them.
"Come," Linda said to Dawn as the two of them got up and headed to the bathroom.
"Hurry up!" I yelled after them. I went back to the outer room.
"Are they up?" Rachel asked.
"In the bathroom."
"Would you get Patricia up, she sleeps like a log and snores." Rachel asked me.
I sat my coffee cup down and went to the other bedroom. Patricia was all sprawled out on the bed. I got on the bed and leaned over and sucked one of her nipples into my mouth. She moaned and moved a little. I got her large nipple between my teeth and bite down gently.
"Ow. What?"
"You ready to get up," I said after I let go.
"Not if you are going to do that."
I sat up and squeezed one of her tits.
"Rachel is up and dressed. Linda and Dawn are getting ready."
"Okay."
I watched Patricia as she climbed out of bed. I followed her into the bathroom.
"What are you doing?" She asked.
"Watching you."
"Don't you need to get ready?"
"I just have to get dressed."
"Well, I have to piss!"
I laughed at Patricia and left. Rachel was on the phone when I walked back through the outer room.
"James?"
"I'll check."
I went into the bedroom and in the bathroom. Linda was washing Dawn's hair.
"You will never get all that hair dried," I told Dawn. "Hurry up."
"Get dressed," Linda said.
"What do I need to wear?"
"Casual."
I pulled out some jeans and a casual shirt and got dressed. I was packing up my clothes when they came out. Dawn was trying to get her hair dried. I picked up my bags and took them out.
"We are going to be late," Rachel said.
"I'll go help Patricia," I said.
I went back to the other bedroom, Patricia was sitting in a chair drying her hair with a towel.
"Give me that," I told her. I took the towel and got the water out of her hair. I picked up the hair dryer and her brush. "Can you put your makeup on while I dry your hair?"
"Yes."
I was working on drying her hair and brushing it out as she put on her makeup. Once we were finished Patricia stood and looked at me.
"Do you dry a lot of women's hair? You did a great job."
"Yes I do, get dressed, we are running late."
I left her behind as I went back out. Linda was buttoning a top over some pants.
"Dawn is getting dressed," Linda said. I went to check on her.
Dawn was pulling on some jeans. I picked out a top for her.
"You want a bra?"
"No."
I started packing her clothes in the suitcase. When I finished I picked her bag up and took it out. The valets were already loading up the bags. Everyone was ready but Dawn. I went back. She was trying to dry her hair.
"No time, come sit," I told her.
Dawn sat on the edge of the bed. I pulled her hair back and ran a comb through it for a minute.
"That will have to do."
We got the rest of the bags from the bedroom and took them to the valets.
"Is that it?" Linda asked.
"I think so," Rachel said.
We picked up the security in the hall and went downstairs. Patricia was settling the bill while we waited for the bags to be loaded.
"Let's go," Patricia said.
By the time we were all in the limo, it was almost 7:45. Rachel was on the phone to the pilots. We were still at least 45 minutes away from the airport.
"Dawn, why is your husband so good with hair?" Patricia asked. Dawn laughed.
"He gets a lot of practice at home. Our two redheads have very long hair too, he enjoys playing with it."
Patricia looked at me curiously.
"He doesn't play with mine," Linda said.
"He washes it doesn't he?" Dawn asked.
"Well, yes."
"Close enough!" Dawn said laughing.
Dawn pulled her still damp hair over her shoulder and got her comb and combed it out.
"Dawn, your hair is so beautiful. Are you part Indian?" Linda asked.
"Part Cherokee on mother's side."
"I thought so."
"My mother is half Cherokee."
"I love your hair and your skin," Linda said.
"Thank you."
We sped along the highways to the airport. Once we arrived we waited while everything was loaded. After that we got on the jet; about 10 minutes later we were in the air.
"It should take about 45 minutes to get to Rome," Linda told us.
Rachel got up and went to the galley and came back with a tray of glasses and a pitcher of orange juice.
"Let me help," Dawn said.
"Nope, this is my job."
Rachel walked back and came back with bowls of fruit and French muffins. She sat down and we all ate breakfast.
"I am meeting in Rome with the owners instead of going to the plant. It will take about three or four hours probably. Rachel is coming with me; Patricia will get everything settled at the hotel then take you on a tour. We will catch up with you for dinner about 5:00," Linda said.