Chapter 9

Day 19 Wednesday

After breakfast we took the train to Siena and left our luggage in lockers at the station. We visited two Chianti vineyards and did some tastings. It was a relaxing day, drinking wine and watching the scenery as we made our way to Rome. Our hotel was part of the Kensington Collection. The Hotel Palazzo was situated beside and overlooking the Colosseum. There was a living and dining area downstairs and a bedroom upstairs. The balcony overlooked the Colosseum. Tiffany took a few pictures and then just leaned on the railing and looked down the hill and across to the marvelous structure.

My hands found her hips and she could feel me press up against her ass. She just wiggled and kept her position. “Brad, the room is great but the view is spectacular.” It was almost dusk and just then the lights came on to illuminate the outside of the Colosseum. “Wow, that’s beautiful.”

“It is. We’ll go over and walk around tomorrow. What do you want to do tonight?”

“Whatever you want, Sir.”

The last word let me know that she was in a submissive mood. The shower was huge and easily fit the two of us and there was room for more. We washed each other and dressed for a nice dinner. Rome was more of a big city than Siena or Florence. There were more restaurants and clubs.

Dinner was nice. I had a pasta dish that was a fancy version of spaghetti with meat sauce. Tiffany had the sword fish with a lemon sauce. She was wearing a thin dress that clung to her body nicely. She had added it to her wardrobe in Milan. We’d started dinner late after taking our time at the hotel. We took our time over dinner and drinks. It was when we were walking back to the hotel hand in hand that we came to an intersection with a few different clubs. Different kinds of music poured through the doors and out into the streets.

There was one that Tiffany was looking at, it wasn’t full blown Disco music but was much easier to dance to than the hard rock coming out of the one next to it. She looked up at me with hope in her eyes. She didn’t want the night to end.

She got her wish and we were soon drinking hard, dancing hard and enjoying the night. On the dance floor it was hot and crowded. More than a few times we had some other person dance in between us, sometimes a girl and sometimes a guy. We got spun around and had a different partner briefly but always came back to dancing with each other.

I had to take a leak and when I was returning from the table, I saw a local girl with dark hair sitting with Tiffany but then I saw them both pop a pill in their mouths and with a swig of their drinks the pills were gone. I stopped there in the hallway to think about what I’d just seen. It was clearly them taking drugs. I wasn’t against drugs. I was drinking alcohol and had smoked pot while in Amsterdam and occasionally back in college.

The harder drugs like cocaine, I stayed away from. The problems were much greater if you were caught, you never really knew what it was and it was addictive and not something I wanted to be addicted to. She might have just taken an aspirin but from the sly smile, I surmised that it was something else. I took a deep breath and headed for the table. Tiffany saw me and introduced me to her new friend Bianca.

I didn’t say anything about the drugs and they didn’t bring it up to me. I sat and finished my drink. The girls were both smiling and moving with the music so I asked them both to dance. I wanted to keep Bianca close to us in case Tiffany had some kind of bad reaction to what she took. The girls both seemed to be having a great time being a little more free with their movements on the dance floor and grinding on me.

We didn’t close the place down but when it started to thin out, we joined the others and headed for the door. Tiffany asked Bianca, “Do you want to come with us?”

Bianca was very similar in build to Tiffany. She was tall, thin and had long dark hair. She thought for a moment and then smiled and nodded, taking Tiffany’s hand. In the elevator, Tiffany whispered, “I’m going to eat you up.” Bianca just smiled and nodded.

The heat of the club had us all sweating and some cold waters were first on the agenda back at the room. Bianca wandered down to the living room but Tiffany caught her attention when she said, “The bedroom’s upstairs but if you’d rather be on the couch, we can do that.”

Bianca spun and saw the staircase and moved to meet Tiffany at the bottom and they ascended the stairs together. I watched as their asses moved up a step at a time. By the time I finished putting a lid on the ice and climbing the stairs, the girls were naked, in a 69 and going at it hard. I stood and watched them for close to ten minutes until they had both cum. Then I told Tiffany to eat Bianca again while I fucked Tiffany from behind.

She quickly rearranged herself and Bianca to give me access to her snatch and then leaned down to show Bianca that the first time wasn’t a fluke. They traded places a few times and I went through a couple condoms taking care of Bianca as she took care of Tiffany. We all fit into the shower easily with the multiple shower heads. It was close to 4am when we fell asleep.

Day 20 Thursday

It was after 10am when I woke up. The girls were still asleep. Their naked bodies tempted me to start it all over again but I went down and fixed some coffee and sat on the balcony overlooking the Colosseum.

It was already bustling with people lining up to see the grand structure. It was maybe 30 minutes later that I heard and saw movement in the kitchen and soon Bianca was sitting next to me with her own cup of coffee and wearing a t-shirt of mine. “Good morning.” I said.

“Good morning. This is a great view.”

“It’s nice. You have a beautiful city.”

“But there are so many tourists and the traffic is so bad. You have to take the good with the bad.”

“Not all tourists are bad.”

She looked at me and then down at my lap. “Some are good, some are bad and some are amazing. You and Tiffany rocked my world last night.”

“I saw you taking some pills. Did that have anything to do with your enjoyment?”

“I’m sure it did. We took a hit of Ecstasy. It awakens the nerves to be more sensitive and lowers inhibitions to be more free with your thoughts. I’ve been with girls and guys but last night was my first threesome.”

“Do you have classes or work today? It’s almost noon.”

“I’m out for the summer. I have a job as a waitress but don’t have to be in until 6:30 to get ready for the 7pm opening. I can show you around for a few hours if you’d like. I’d need to go home and change or borrow some clothes from Tiffany. We’re about the same size.”

I was still trying to process the part about the drugs but didn’t know enough about ecstasy to comment one way or the other about the dangers. If she’d said Heroine, I might have thrown her off the balcony. Instead I just let it slide. “Go wake Tiffany. We’re leaving here in 30 minutes for food and sightseeing. You can be our guide.”

Bianca took us to a cafe on a side street that was well known to the locals but we came at the right time and didn’t have to wait. We were then led from spot to spot seeing buildings, churches, fountains and ruins. She said goodbye around five and we went over and did the tour at the Colosseum. It was a long, exhausting day but we covered almost everything I wanted to see.

There was just one more thing on my list. Our next stop was going to be Venice and I told Tiffany to pack in the morning so she was ready to go but we had one more thing to do. Sex that night was just to take the edge off. She spread her legs. I inserted tab A into slot B and moved in and out until I got off. It was the total opposite from the night before.

Day 21 Friday

We were up and packed early. We had a pastry and coffee before taking a cab over to the start of our tour. We were on a tour with six other people and were the first ones let into Vatican City for the day. We were given a private tour of the main focal points including a trove of iconic art and architecture. Its Vatican Museums house ancient Roman sculptures such as the famed “Laocoön and His Sons” as well as Renaissance frescoes in the Raphael Rooms and the Sistine Chapel, famous for Michelangelo’s ceiling.

We ended the tour in St. Peter’s Basilica. It was huge and we wandered around for almost an hour before walking out into the sun and down the steps and across the large area in front. We stopped to take a picture or two. Tiffany said, “I had the urge to go to confession while I was there. But I knew that before I got done with my penance, I’d be doing it again. I don’t feel bad about what we’ve done. I think of it as just a transition period in my life.”

We picked up our bags from the hotel and were soon on the train to Venice. We still had to take a water taxi from the station to our hotel. It was one of the nicer hotels in the Kensington Collection. The Gritti Palace was the place to stay if you had the means.

The hotel had an amazing location and the water taxi dropped us off to be greeted by a valet to take our bags and show us to the reception area. There was no standing at a counter. We were seated and offered drinks while the lady checked us in, answered any questions and then had the bellman take our bags to our room. The suite was very ornate and gilded in gold. It didn’t look very comfortable but it was all very elegant.

We unpacked and I called down for a laundry bag. The small one in the closet wasn’t big enough. They took all of our dirty clothes and sent them out for cleaning and pressing if needed. This was my first time in Venice and the same went for Tiffany.

We stopped in for a glass of wine at the restaurant overlooking the grand canal. The sun was setting and it had been another long day of sightseeing and travel. After the wine, we went for a walk hand in hand through the cobblestone streets. The bridges that crossed the smaller canals were always worth the time to stop and admire the architecture and the views. We stopped at a small cafe and had more wine and I had an order of risotto. Tiffany had a pizza and we both sampled the other person’s food. It was all good. We took the long way back to the hotel and stopped for some gelato on the way.

We finished off the day naked with the windows open onto the grand canal in a 69. We both enjoyed the day but were ready for sleep.

Day 23 Saturday

Italy is known for their leather and Venice also is known for its Murano glass. We ended up buying some of both and having it shipped home. We spent hours just getting lost in the city of winding alleys and bridges. We found out of the way shops that catered more towards locals and less to the tourists. It was fun to explore. It was also fun to have the windows open and listen to the boats go up and down the canal as we laid in bed and I used her body for my pleasure.

Tiffany didn’t seem to mind at all that I was just using her for my enjoyment and even seemed to take pleasure in it. The hesitation and humiliation had gone and was now replaced with confidence and pride in what she did and how she performed. I mentioned it as we laid together recovering from our latest round of sex.

She replied, “Brad, I knew what I was getting into when I wrote the letter and you accepted me as your traveling companion. It was all new and scary at first but I’ve been with you for a couple weeks now and even though you do what you want and use me like a cheap whore, you also seem to care about me. We haven’t had sex that I haven’t gotten enjoyment out of it at some point. I haven’t been hurt, I haven’t been arrested or have scars on my body. I can focus on the lack of control or I can trust you to take care of me and focus on taking care of you. I’ve decided to make this the best trip that I can for you and let the chips fall where they may.”

I had to think a little bit about her answer so I pushed it aside and said, “Good girl,” as I cuddled her to me and we drifted off to sleep.

Day 24 Sunday

The smell of coffee woke me as Tiffany set a cup down on the bedside table. My eyes opened to see her drop her robe on the desk chair and come back to bed with a cup for herself. I stretched and sat up to take a sip. “Good morning. Is there anything else you’d like to see in Venice?”

“We’ve seen the palace, the plaza, the bridges, canals, and churches. They were all beautiful. I’m sure that we could find more beautiful places to look at but not anything totally unique. I’m ready to move on if you are.”

“I was thinking about Greece. How does that sound?”

“I’d like that a lot.”

We had to take a water taxi to the airport but were soon in the air over the Adriatic Sea. We landed in Athens and went to the hotel in Athens. I’d made a reservation before we left Venice and as we walked in there seemed to be a commotion at the front desk. It wasn’t loud or violent sounding but there was some frustration.

I heard the man say, “We called here this morning and were told that there was a deluxe suite available and it would be held for us.”

The front desk person said, “There was one left and someone else booked it through the main office. I’m sorry for the mix up. We have a regular room and I’ll be happy to comp it.”

I walked up and said, “Hi, I’m sorry to interrupt. I think that I’m the cause of the problem. I’ll be happy to take the normal room and give them the suite. I tend to book things last minute.”

The girl at the desk looked up. “Mr. Johnson?”

“Yes, I called my agent in New York instead of calling here directly.”

“If you’re sure, it will help solve the problem.”

“No problem. We’ll take the regular room.”

As the man turned back to the desk to complete his check in. The woman turned to Tiffany and they were talking. I waited in line and soon afterwards I had keys to our room. As I turned to find Tiffany, she was talking to the man and the woman. I walked up and she said, “Brad, this is Josh and Tina. They’re from Seattle and came here last minute.”

We shook hands and Ryan said, “We were in London and were tired of the rain. We get enough of that in Seattle so we changed our trip and flew to Greece.”

“We were in Venice and had enough bridges and cobblestones. We wanted to get some sun and picked Greece as well. How long are you planning to be in town?”

“We have four days left on our planned trip but I own my own business and have people to run it so I can come and go as I please. We’ll stay as long as we’re having fun. How about you?”

“We’re traveling for a couple months over the summer break and are almost a month in. We could stay for a night and fly out in the morning or stay a month and fly home from here.”

“Two months sounds nicer than a few weeks. Thanks again for the suite, I wasn’t trying to be an ass but I wanted it to be nice for Tina and would have booked somewhere else if I would’ve been told that a nice room wasn’t available.”

“I feel bad that we caused the confusion. I’d be happy to take you and Tina to dinner.”

“I got the room and feel bad for you. I should probably be the one paying for dinner but we’d be happy to share a meal.”

It was already later in the day and we agreed to meet on the patio for dinner at 7pm but never did agree on who would be paying. I showed up a couple minutes early and had them bill the meal to my room and added a nice tip before we sat down. Josh and Tina walked out onto the patio and joined us at our table. I already had a bottle of wine ordered and it was delivered as they sat down.

The wine was opened and put in an ice bucket after both Tiffany and Tina had a full glass in front of them. I ordered a cocktail and so did Josh. We ordered some snacks or appetizers. After our drinks arrived we all ordered dinner. I had a seafood platter with grilled octopus, shrimp and fish. Tiffany had some eggplant dish and the others had local dishes.”

We each talked about our trips and when Tina asked how long we’d been dating, Tiffany laughed and I said, “Twenty-five days.”

You could see her doing the math in her head and said, “That doesn’t add up and your smiles indicate that there’s some kind of story.”

Tiffany and I looked at each other and she said, “I think it’s your turn to tell the story.”

“Chicken,” was my response but then I went on to tell the story about testing my theory.”

Josh thought it was interesting and Tina said, “That sounds hot. I’ve seen things like that and always wondered what type of person placed the ads and what type of people responded or if anyone ever did respond.”

“I don’t think that I’m the normal person placing the ads and there were 80 replies from just a few ads in a few papers. Most probably had the same feelings or reasons for replying but I’d guess that for every response there were a hundred that wanted to but weren’t brave enough to put a stamp on an envelope.”

Josh said, “That would be eight thousand women who would have come on the trip if they were brave enough to reply and be picked.”

“There were two that knew they couldn’t come but replied anyway because they were local and wanted to meet the person behind the ad.”

“Did you reply to them?”

“Neither had passports or were free to travel over the summer. I met them both and took one to Chicago for the weekend. It was like a trial run for me and an adventure for her.”

I could see Tina trying to form a question but struggling. She finally just said, “Did she get what she was expecting?”

Tiffany said, “I spoke to her and she was blown away. It far exceeded all of her expectations. To be honest I feel the same way. It’s different for me but If I had to do it again, I’d do it in a heartbeat.”

Josh said, “I don’t mean to sound like a prude but it seems crazy to me and not something I can wrap my mind around.”

I said, “It took me years to wrap my mind around it. But think about one of the most outrageous fantasies you’ve ever had. Then one day it’s just time and you can put an ad in the paper and say, ‘This is my fantasy, does anyone else have the same fantasy and want to make it a reality.’ Many of the girls or women were so proud of themselves for even mailing the letter and overcoming the fear of being chosen or rejected.”