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.
By the time we were finishing breakfast, the pilot announced we were descending. Patricia and Rachel put everything away as we got ready to land. Dawn was looking out the window as we approached.
"Wow, there is the Coliseum," Dawn said.
It took us about 30 minutes from the time we landed to get to the limo. It was a short drive across town to the hotel. When the limo pulled up I got out with Dawn and Patricia. Rachel stepped out a minute and talked to the guys in the van. After a few minutes, the valets were unloading the luggage from the van and the two guards were getting in the limo. A valet took the van and Patricia went ahead of us followed behind by the luggage. We went into the Baglioni Hotel. Patricia checked us in and we went up a private elevator. The suite was huge and beautiful and on a private floor.
"Oh my god!" Dawn said as she looked around. She ran to the windows and went out on the terrace. "Oh my god!" We heard Dawn scream. "James! Come here!"
I went out on the terrace; we could see most of Rome.
"Linda wanted to treat you two," Patricia said as she walked out onto the terrace.
"This is a treat," Dawn told her.
"Let me take care of some things and we will get a taxi to take us around the city," Patricia said.
We stayed on the terrace and took some pictures. A little bit later, Patricia came out.
"You two ready?"
"Let me get my camera bag," I told her.
We went to the front desk. Patricia told them we wanted a taxi to tour the city. A valet ran outside and came back in a few minutes later.
"This way, please," he said and we followed him out.
The three of us climbed into a taxi, I sat up front.
"I miei amici vorrebbero per voi per mostrare noi intorno a Roma per il resto della giornata , per favore." Patricia said to the driver.
"You too?" Dawn said.
"I take care of the Italian," Patricia said.
We pulled out and raced away. We drove around and stopped at several places for about an hour or so. Then Patricia asked him to stop for lunch. We pulled up to a small café. We all got out and sat out on the sidewalk while we ate.
"Patricia, this is wonderful," Dawn told her. "The food is great, the city is great!"
"I am glad you like it here, we are staying until Thursday morning."
"What? I thought we had other places that Linda needed us to look at," Dawn said.
"We will Thursday, Friday, and Saturday. Linda wanted to spend a few days here."
"Oh my," Dawn replied.
My phone buzzed with a message. I got it out of my pants.
'You know what we are talking about. We are okay with it. Ask Dawn if she is okay with it. - Sam and Amy.'
I replied to them.
'I know what you are talking about. You two will have to ask Dawn.'
"Who is that?" Dawn asked.
"The girls."
"What did they want?" Dawn asked.
"A follow up to the first text they sent."
"What are they talking about?"
"I'll tell you later."
The Italian food was great. The three of us spent plenty of time eating, drinking and talking.
Dawn's phone buzzed. She slipped it out of her pocket and looked. After a minute, she put it back in her pocket.
"You two want to go to the Coliseum?" Patricia asked.
"Yes!" Dawn answered.
We got back in our taxi and drove across town for a little bit. When we got to the Coliseum Dawn was very excited. She took my camera away and we walked around about an hour or more. We were exploring some of the nooks and hideaways. Dawn disappeared into a room, Patricia and I followed. There was a small opening in the wall and the sunlight was shining through. I looked at Dawn and she was taking her shirt off.
"Dawn?" Patricia asked.
"James, do you know what I want to do?" Dawn asked as she dropped her shirt to the ground.
"I have a pretty good idea," I replied.
"Dawn, what are you doing?" Patricia asked as Dawn unsnapped and unzipped her jeans.
"Patricia, my wife likes to have sex in strange places," I told Pat.
We watched as Dawn worked her jeans off and got naked. She walked to me and pulled my shirt off then started unbuckling my belt.
"Patricia, take your clothes off," Dawn told her as she worked my pants down and off.
"You are crazy!!" Patricia said.
"Do you want to be able to say you had sex in the Coliseum?" Dawn asked.