Fine Italian Wine: Chapter 01 - Sex Stories

Fine Italian Wine: Chapter 01

... another stud in the bar and had sex with him in his state room. We danced all night.” “Oh my god, Veronica. You are a whore on your honeymoon!” Sherry giggled and added, “It sounds hot!” “It is!” “What about Aldo? Is he still sick?” “He hasn’t gotten out of bed; I suggested that we go get breakfast. He just ran to the restroom and started heaving,” Veronica laughed. Sherri laughed. “Hey listen! I found a fantastic man! I was with him all afternoon.” “Was it the man in the African regalia at the wedding?” “How did you guess?” “Sherri, I know you. I saw you talking to him. He was hot!” “Okay, I’m busted... again.” Sherri laughed. Veronica laughed. “Hey, I have got to go. We dock in Jamaica tomorrow. Not much time to do... you know what!” “Bye sweetie!” “Bye-bye” *** Just after noon a deliveryman brought a large box. There was a note attached. Sherri opened the note, which was from James. “I want to see you again. Don’t open the box. Call me first.” The note read. Sherri smiled. Was this a joke? She wanted to see James, not his box. Damn it! she thought. Her trembling hands dialed her cell. “Did you open the box?” It was James. His voice was hypnotic. “No.” “No, what?” “No, Master.” “Stay on the phone and open it now.” “Yes, Master.” Sherry carefully opened the box. It was clothing. She carefully spread out an African robe for a woman. Then she opened a box with gold sandals. There was a matching hat. Another box was labeled 'African fragrances'. She opened it on his command. ...

... Besides fragrances it contained soaps and oils. “I want you to bathe... not shower. Use the soap and the oil. After you dry, apply the body lotion all over your body. Then I want you to dress in the clothes that I sent you and meet me here.” He hung up without saying goodbye. Sherri took the bottles into the bathroom. She drew warm water. She laid the bottles out in a row on her dressing table. They were not manufactured bottles; they were hand blown, and each contained a cork. She poured a few drops from a dark green bottle into the bath. She undressed and stepped into the tub. She sighed as she settled in. The water had a hypnotic aroma that surrounded her and filled her nostrils. She reached for the soap, which had an organic, tribal scent. She rubbed it over her body. She rubbed it over her new tattoos; it had a soothing effect. *** The dress was a halter-style with a very high bodice. The material was pleated. The pleats ran from the bottom of her bodice to the floor. It flared outward. It flowed down to her mid-calves, but it was split in the front and back, leaving a very high opening. She tried walking. It flowed and opened as she stepped forward, and flashes of the inside of her thighs left very little to the imagination. It had a pattern of flowers inside a design that traced around the edges. The hat had two high points. It sat back on her head, and her hair flowed around the outside and down her shoulders. Her pumps had a leopard pattern, and eight-inch stiletto ...