"We're being transferred where?" Michele asked. It seemed like yesterday since Rich told her that they were going to Italy to help him get a promotion in the Foreign Service field. Actually it was nearly one year ago since they left their house in Texas, and Michele could still remember when she told Jeff and Mike. She remembers well the send off each of them gave her. She still gets goose bumps and a ticklish feeling down there when she thinks about them. She seems to think of them more often now that she is in Italy. She told herself that she would be a good wife and not stray, but it has been real hard for her. Some of the Italian guys she sees near their house are really cute, and well built. She often finds herself fantasizing about how it would be like to be with them. Rich seems to be working longer hours, and more days of the week, which leaves very little time for them, or in particular, her. She really wishes they were back in Texas, so she could get the attention she needs.
One day Rich came home from work and told her he had a surprise for her. He said that he knew she had been looking at some Turkish rugs at the Bazaar, and he spoke to a guy there that was selling them. He said that he has agreed to come over to their house and show her some. Rich said that he would get her one or two rugs of her choice. Sure enough, later that night, the doorbell rang, and Rich answered it. When he came upstairs to their apartment, behind him was a younger man around 20 to 22 years old. He looked like he was as old or just a little bit younger than her. He was bronze from the sun, and had a well developed body due to the fact that he had to haul around all those heavy rugs. He had green eyes, dark black hair, big hands, and broad shoulders. Michele met them at the door to their living room and shook his hand to greet him. When she took his hand in hers, she almost melted from the warmth of it, and for a rug salesman, he had quite soft hands.
He said his name was Antonio, and he was very, very happy to meet her. Michele wondered if he could tell that she was slightly turned on. She had heard stories about Italian males and their sixth sense. The night progressed and Rich got up from the couch to get him a drink, and asked Antonio if he wanted one. After saying yes, Rich left Michele alone with Antonio. Michele couldn't keep her eyes off of him. He was good looking, and she was horny. Antonio asked if they were going to pay cash for the rugs, or if they wanted him to set up payments for them. Michele said that was strictly up to her husband. Rich came back and asked Michele if she had made up her mind on which rug or rugs she wanted. Michele chose two different types. One for the living room, and one for the bedroom. Antonio said that he was very happy for them and he would like to come back later to see them when they were set up. While he said this, he was looking at Michele. She could feel herself flush. She felt herself get weak in the knees, and needed to clear her throat before answering him that that would be OK.
Antonio asked Rich if he would like to pay cash or set up a no interest account. Rich asked the price for both. Antonio told him the price. Rich found that they were a little higher than he thought, but he had promised Michele, so he said he would open an account. Rich had enough money to pay the first and second payment right then, and told Antonio that he could come back next Wednesday and he would have the last payment for him. The rest of the week Michele was frustrated in her home life. Seems like there was one crisis after another for Rich at work, and he was away more often for longer periods. Tuesday night Rich informed her that he would be out of town the rest of the week and probably the weekend due to business. Michele didn't like it much, but put up a strong front and told him she understood. Wednesday night came and Michele had dinner by herself, and decided to take an early shower to either go to bed early, or listen to music.
Michele got into the shower and let the fine spray wash away her cares and troubles of the day. She started to daydream about Jeff, Mike, and the rug salesman Antonio. She knew how good Jeff and Mike were, but could just imagine how it would be like to have Antonio fuck her. She pictured him as she washed herself, which caused her to spend a long time washing her breasts and pinching the nipples. This turned her on more, and caused her to trail her hand down to her womanhood. She imagined what would feel like as she slipped a finger inside herself. She started to rub her special spot which started her to breath harder and moan slightly. She closed her eyes and pretended it was Antonio doing this to her, but using his dick instead of a finger. She could feel him now as her she was now using two fingers, and started to pump in and out of her sopping wet pussy. Just then she rubbed her spot just the right way, and it triggered her orgasm. She reached up and grabbed the shower head to steady herself, and put her left foot on the edge of the tub so she could open her legs more so her fingers would go deeper. She imagined Antonio cumming in her so she pushed her fingers inside her as far as they would go and moaned out loud as the release of her cum came over her. She shook and felt her knees go weak. She decided that this would be better done in the bedroom as not to cause an accident.
She finished her shower in record time, and didn't bother to dry off as she threw on her short robe to go from the bathroom to the bedroom to finish what she had started in the shower. She had toys there and even though they were a poor substitute for the real thing, they would have to do for now. She was on fire, and one orgasm would not do it tonight. Just as she got out of the bathroom, she heard the doorbell. She figured it was her neighbor Marla coming over to borrow something since she had a habit of doing this every week, and Michele hadn't seen her yet this week. Michele went ahead and buzzed the door open, and yelled for her to come on up. Michele closed her robe, and put a single tie in it so she could get it off faster when she was finally able to get into the bedroom. She heard someone coming up the stairs and called for them to come on into the apartment. She started to ask Marla what it was she wanted when she saw the curtain open and there stood Antonio.