by Laurie Ames
“You don't have to try to convince me, I would love to go. But you know him, same old shit, holidays at some fake Italian hotel in Vegas is more his cup of tea. Anyways, you had better call Kevin to come and get me, so I can begin convincing him that we are going to Europe for vacation” Peggy told Giorgia, as she stood up to put on her coat. “For a start I will have to put on some of my sexy charm tonight. I will give Kevin some hot lovin—to sweeten things up. That’s before I discuss the holiday plan—if you know what I mean” replied Peggy with an elbow to Giorgia.
“Yes, but please spare me the details of your sexual game plan—I’ve had enough excitement for one night” replied Giorgia with a chuckle.
Georgia called Kevin to pick Peggy up, and she thanked him for inviting her along for dinner.
Kevin began to apologize about his cousin's behaviour, but Giorgia was cool and calm about it, saying no need to apologize. “How were you to know your cousin and I were not a match made in heaven. No worries Kevin, I will just put it up to you owing me a big favor. Other than that, all is good, here is Peggy—bye talk soon” replied Giorgia as she handed the phone to Peggy.
Peggy was standing very tipsy as she talked to her husband “I’m ready and waiting for you to pick me up,” then blew a soft kiss into the phone receiver.
I’m on my way sweetheart”, Kevin stated, I should be there in a minute or two. I’ve really missed you…if you know what I mean.”
Peggy knew exactly what he meant as she hugged Giorgia and thanked her for the fun evening. “I am over the moon about visiting you in Italy.”
“Well, let me remind you that your husband hasn't yet agreed.”
“Believe me, he misses me already. He will be a pussy cat in my hands. Once I get him into bed, he will be more than happy to take me to Italy.”
The next thing Giorgia was waving goodbye to Kevin and Peggy as they drove off up the street. Little did Kevin know what he would be getting when they arrived back home. Giorgia knew her friend was good at getting her way on many issues with her husband. She had no doubt that they would be coming to visit her in Tuscany this summer. She slowly shut the door with a smile on her face.
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Peggy made her way into the kitchen, grabbing a can of whipped cream as she headed off to the bedroom. Kevin was already in bed as Peggy came into the room and slowly undressed. She walked over to her husband shaking the can of whipped cream “it’s time for a late-night snack…lover boy!”
Kevin was starting to quickly get very hard under the blankets as he watched his hot wife seductively approach him with a can of whipped cream. She then sprayed her nipples with the cream and rolled over onto her back on the bed. Kevin eagerly moved on top of her and began to lick her nipples clean of the whipped cream. She moaned with pleasure as Kevin licked her hard nipples, while she caressed herself between her legs, where she was getting very hot and moist. Suddenly she begged him to thrust his member inside her wet hotspot as she spread her legs wide open. Kevin began to thrust gently at first but soon Peggy moaned to do it harder and faster. He quickly obliged and soon they were both exploding together as though perfectly timed in rhythm, shaking and convulsing with extreme pleasure.
Afterwards they cuddled, while Peggy ran her fingers gently through his hair. “So, what do you think about vacationing this summer at Giorgia’s estate? We would not have to pay anything for accommodation on this holiday. Just think about all the hot sex we can enjoy on this romantic getaway?”
Kevin just gulped and grinned. He did not argue, but instead agreed that it was a great idea. He thought that he would love to go and check out Giorgia's new place. With that he rolled over and snored, leaving Peggy lying in the dark…all bright-eyed and excited about their upcoming trip to Italy.
Chapter 2. Arriving in Tuscany, Italy
Giorgia wandered through the large old Tuscan property of her deceased uncle Antonio. She fondly remembered visiting him with her parents when she was about six years old. She had loved running around outside, playing in the lovely countryside that surrounded her uncle's home. He had an incredibly huge garden with all kinds of flowers, veggies, and grapevines. As a small child, she had loved picking the fresh grapes and popping them in her mouth with delight.
Inside her uncle's home everything was still neatly in its place. His hired housekeeper had taken good care of him for many years. He had told Giorgia that a woman by the name of Theresa Chenzo, from the local village, had worked as his housekeeper. Her uncle had stated that she was a very special woman in his life and that he was very close and fond of Theresa. In fact, he had left her a considerable sum of money in his will, as well as the master bedroom furnishings and some rare oil-paintings of the Tuscany countryside. At the time Giorgia thought this was very generous of her uncle indeed and that he was obviously very attached to his housekeeper in life. Giorgia was instructed that the ashes of her uncle were being kept for her by the priest at the village church. Apparently, he had wanted his ashes to be tossed around his beloved garden that in life had been his pride and joy. So Giorgia had planned to carry out his wishes. She decided she would visit with the priest in the morning to see if he could come and give a small service at the house, while she spread her uncle's ashes throughout the garden.
Giorgia had returned the next morning after handling arrangements with the very friendly priest, father Ravio. He had agreed to come the Saturday afternoon at two o'clock and was very pleased to do the service for her. In preparation for Saturday, Giorgia decided to wander through the lovely garden that her uncle had grown lovingly for so many years. She walked slowly around admiring the breathtaking scenery of Tuscany when in the distance, she spotted a most beautiful vision approaching her. Walking up the dirt road, carrying a woven basket in her arm was a strikingly attractive woman. This Italian goddess of a woman reminded her of Sophia Loren, the movie star and was equally fascinating in both stature and beauty. Who could this woman be, Giorgia wondered? The woman then waved towards her and she waved back. Then both women started walking towards each other with equal looks of interest in the person before them.
“Ciao, you must be Giorgia. I have heard much about you. Let me introduce myself, I am Frederica, Theresa’s daughter. Please let me welcome you to Tuscany.”
It turned out that this lovely Italian woman standing before Giorgia was none other than the daughter of her deceased uncle's housekeeper, Theresa. Giorgia thought in the back of her mind that her uncle never mentioned how beautifully stunning his housekeeper's daughter looked.
“I am so pleased to meet you Frederica, it’s wonderful to be here, everything is so very.…umm beautiful here” said Giorgia tongue-tied as she tried desperately to not stare into her big gorgeous eyes.
“Giorgia, I have brought a bottle of local Tuscany red wine, along with a fresh Italian loaf. If you like, I can gather some herbs from the garden, and prepare some bread and drinks in your kitchen”.
“That sounds perfect”, Said Giorgia readily agreeing. “Thanks for welcoming me with these wonderful acts of kindness”.
“I know where everything is kept in your uncle’s house, as I often helped mother work there. If you like, after a bite to eat and some of this very special Italian wine, I can give you a detailed tour of your new estate”.
Giorgia started to feel weak in the knees from listening to Frederica’s sexy accent. It was like nothing she had ever felt before. She realized her lesbian feelings were kicking in but she knew it was forbidden to ever reveal her true desires.
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Frederica poured some virgin olive oil in a bowl and added a few fresh herbs, balsamic vinegar and other ingredients, then mixed it around.
“Giorgia, please take a piece of this delicious bread, then dip into your bowl of oil mixture. I’ll pour us both a fine glass of my red Tuscan wine”.
They sat out on the terrace enjoying the wine while taking in the scenic Tuscany countryside, but also admiring the captivating beauty of one another from across
the table. Their conversation became very lively and Georgia soon took notice that Frederica was a very sensual woman and often would touch her hand in a caring manner. The afternoon was passing by in a blur.
“Our lunch together has been so enjoyable that I completely forgot to mention that the village priest is coming by on Saturday afternoon, to have a small service for my uncle. After the service I will be spreading his ashes into the garden, as his wishes requested. You and your family are more than welcome to join me for this small service, if you wish. Can you make it?”
“Thanks for letting me know and yes of course I will be there. Would you mind if others from the village came and paid their respects?”
Giorgia soon realizes that her uncle Antonio was a well-loved resident and will be missed by many of his friends and neighbours. “Yes, please invite them on my behalf” replied Giorgia as she reached across the table and to give a warm embrace.
Frederica starts to realize there is going to be many people visiting on Saturday and gives Giorgia a concerned look. “You will need much help over the next couple of days to plan for Saturday. I would love to help get things organized such as food, drink, tables and chairs for the many guests at the service. What do you say?”
“Yes, Oh Bless you, I would appreciate that so much” Giorgia replied. She thought she would be doing a simple little ceremony. She was not aware of just how many others were touched by her good uncle Antonio. Giorgia was glad she had Frederica's offer of help. She did not know how she could do it alone and secretly was delighted in working side by side with this beautiful sexy Italian goddess.
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Many people of the village came to pay their respects to her uncle that day. Giorgia was able to see for the first time just how well-respected her uncle was within his community. It had been an exhausting day, but she was delighted that her uncle's neighbours and friends were able to join her to say their goodbyes. She was overwhelmed by all the people she met that day. Frederica had been such an amazing source of support. Frederica had pretty much handled getting all the food, chairs, tables and a tent for the guests to socialize comfortably. Giorgia also met Theresa, Frederica's mother that day. She exchanged numbers with Theresa to discuss the items that her uncle had left for Theresa. Even at her age, she was still a lovely vibrant looking woman and Giorgia could see where Frederica had gotten her attractive looks. She was a widow going on five years and living not far from Frederica in the village. She expressed her shock at the generous amount of money and furnishings left by Antonio for her, she was not expecting this. But in her mind, she was not really surprised, in fact she knew that it was going to go to Frederica, to the rightful heir.
It was a long day and after everyone had left, Giorgia made her way to run a relaxing hot bath for herself. She added some Epsom salts and essential lavender oil to her tub. She stepped out of her robe and then slowly immersed herself in the lovely heated water. She stretched out in the huge Jacuzzi tub, just taking in life and unwinding. She soon found herself thinking about the lovely Italian goddess 'Frederica' as she imagined her lovely naked body with her in the tub. She envisioned scrubbing her back and then reaching around to lather her large breasts. Her hands soon began wandering over her own body as she had these thoughts. All she could think about was Frederica’s dreamy voice and sexy body. All the while, Giorgia was moaning with horny excitement, squeezing her hard nipples and touching herself more and more while fantasizing about Frederica. She was looking forward to spending more time with her. But her hopes were soon dashed when she reminded herself that this Italian goddess was married. Even so she still had a sense or feeling that Frederica had feelings for her too. They seemed to be drawn together by some unknown, unseen power, it was in their destinies for them to both meet. Giorgia was not the least bit surprised that this lovely woman was married. She was a woman that was meant to be wrapped in the throes of passion. Giorgia desired this Italian beauty—she was totally immersed in her thoughts of this ravishing Italian woman that had just walked into her life.
After her bath Giorgia put on a t-shirt and track pants, she made her way down into the large kitchen to pour herself a glass of red wine, and slice some pieces of cheese, along with some grapes, into a bowl. She made her way out to sit on the back terrace to enjoy the peaceful evening. The wonderful blazing orange color of the setting sun was impressive to gaze at, as she sipped and munched her drink and food. Her uncle's estate was a bit run down, but she could see the beauty beneath, the overgrowth of the unattended gardens. She had decided that she was going to hire a gardener to get the gardens back to their former glory, she knew this would certainly please her deceased uncle's spirit.
She would wait to ask Frederica tomorrow if she knew of a local man that would be able to take on the job of gardener of her estate. She looked around herself, admiring the lovely Tuscany countryside. She vaguely remembered visiting here so many years ago. She could see that there were still big grapevines, where she had picked grapes as a child. Now she was the only living person in her immediate family. Giorgia felt more alone than ever before, with the realization that she was truly alone in this world. Giorgia spent the next few hours wandering around the estate inside and out, until she finally decided to retire to her bedroom for the evening. It had been a long day. There was much to sort both inside and outside this big estate. She and Frederica certainly had their work cut out for them. With this thought Giorgia quickly fell into a deep sleep on the large four-poster bed; in the same guest room where she had stayed as a child so many years ago.
Chapter 3. Discovery of Ancient Family Recipes
Frederica and Giorgia were going through hundreds of old books on a large floor to ceiling bookshelf that was in her late uncle's study. He had collected a vast array of impressive and very collectable books. Frederica suddenly turned around and handed Giorgia a very precious old family heirloom. It was a large faded leather-bound book that was filled with ancient family recipes from Giorgia's family ancestry. It had been passed down from previous generations for hundreds of years.
“Your uncle prized this book in a special way and often had my mother make many of these special recipes”.
Giorgia looked up into Frederica's eyes, and gently brushed her fingers over Frederica's hand. Her beautiful Italian skin felt like soft rose petals.
“Thank you for finding this amazing book for me, I would have never known it was here. It will always be so very dear and special to me. This book will be going back to America with me, that’s for sure. These old Italian recipes will allow me to bring an authentic menu like none other in the New York area. I will use them with great family pride in my fine cuisine restaurants”.
“Your uncle has often talked about you and how successful your Italian restaurants are in America. Your uncle Antonio was very proud of you. I am glad you are going to take your family recipes and share their goodness with the world” replied Frederica smiling up at Giorgia, as she gave her a light touch on her face. “You are a very impressive and attractive woman, Giorgia. You have certainly done very well for yourself in life.”
Giorgia shrugged her shoulders and let out a deep sigh.
“Yes, thanks Frederica for the kind words, but for all the monetary riches and success of my businesses, I feel so lonely that I have no one to share my life with. Now that my uncle has passed, I have become even more aware of my loneliness. It feels worse now that I am the only living person left in my immediate family.”
Frederica looked down and away, as she wiped a small tear from her eye.
“Sorry Frederica, I didn't mean to get into a depressing conversation, please forgive me” said Giorgia softly. “I guess I am a little stressed with all the things lately that I must sort out and get in order. I’m so glad that I have you to help me wade through the contents of this big house.”
“Don't worry Giorgia, soon you will find the right woman for you, hopefully sooner than you think” replied Frederica with a smile.
“Ho
w did you know that I am a lesbian—is it that obvious?”
“Oh, I am sorry, I hope that you do not mind, your uncle told my mother a long time ago, and she mentioned it to me. He was worried about you being left all on your own, he too was hoping that you would meet that right girl. Your uncle loved you dearly, he only wanted his darling sweet niece to find happiness and peace in life. I hope that you are not upset that we know this?” asked Frederica.
“No, I’m not upset. I was just curious how you knew, that is all.”
The two women continued to sort through the piles of books within the study. Giorgia suggested they stop for the day, as she was pleased to have found the family cookbook. She suggested they go and enjoy an afternoon glass of wine on the terrace.
Frederica told Giorgia that she was married to a deckhand of a cargo ship, called “Valentia.” Her husband was a big man with a big temper to match, especially when he had been drinking too much, which was often, as it happens. His name was Bruno, Giovanni. She had two grown sons that were married with children, Veto, the eldest of twenty-six, and Marco the youngest, who was twenty-three years of age. They both lived in other towns with their families and had left home at a young age to get away from an unhappy household. Frederica confessed to Giorgia that the only reason she married Bruno was because she become pregnant at seventeen years of age. This was the result of her being raped by two men. She never told anyone about this for fear of them coming back to harm her and her family. But, in order to save her parents the embarrassment of having an unwed pregnant daughter, she married Bruno quickly. She knew he was fond of her, so she started dating him and pushed for a quick marriage, then told him after they started having sex that she had become pregnant. She had hated herself for many years for deciding to marry a man she did not love. But over the years she tried to make the best of a bad situation for her boy’s sake, but it was hard to hide the loveless relationship between her husband and herself.
