A New Dawn Ch. 03

"So why didn't you do more of it?"

"Well, I don't know. I grew out of stealing and I don't figure I need thrills like that anymore."

"But?"

"But what? But you think I might be repressing it? I don't know I go with that all that American type explore the inner child psychotherapy."

"But?"

She laughed, "okay, stop the buts! I guess I'm comfortable enough now and maybe a little thrill here and there wouldn't go amiss."

"Want to try it? Why not do a little dare now?" Dawn was leaning forward now.

"Tell me the rest of this story and maybe tomorrow."

"Okay, but this story has no end until we reach today really. I'll take you to the next episode tonight. Then Wednesday I want you to turn up here wearing only one piece of clothing, plus shoes of course."

"Only one piece? What do you mean?"

"Well it can be a pair of knickers if you want, but that would be it. Or a dress, or some dungarees. Just one item. We'll be going out, so bear that in mind."

"And you?"

"I'll do the same."

"Okay, it's a deal. Now the rest of the story."

"Right-o. We were at the store, Isabella wrapped up my clothes and we all kissed on departure. We caught the train back to Antonia's house. I still didn't bother to do up my blouse and my disheveled appearance attracted a few looks on the train. Antonia noticed this and smiled to herself.

"She told me she wanted me to tell Marcello all about today, he would enjoy it. I asked her what I should say about Frederico, since I didn't want to get her in trouble. She said that she would just call him a friend, she had lots of friends and he wouldn't think anything of it.

"I tidied myself up a bit but stayed in the same outfit. I wanted to put my new dress on, but Antonia said it would be better for the story if I was wearing the same clothes. Marcello came home about an hour later. Antonia greeted him with great affection, excitedly sitting him down and telling him we had a great story to tell him. She poured some drinks and brought some pasta. Poor Marcello looked nonplussed, Antonia was bustling around, food was being served much quicker than usual and he was staring at my cleavage all the time.

"We had barely started on the first course when Antonia said 'Tell Marcello about our day Dawn'. I realised dinner was incidental, so plunged in. I told him how Antonia had arranged a treat for her friend. I started slowly, but Antonia encouraged me, since she hadn't heard this part. I half-enacted some scenes, showing how I was on the desk and on the chair. Then I told Marcello about the waiter scene. I had become quite excited by the retelling of my encounter with Frederico and my breasts and nipples were swollen. When I did the half -turn to show how I had flashed half my breast, the blouse caught like a coat on a peg, but it was clearly visible. Marcello just stared silently. Then I did the part where I stretched back and I must have tucked my blouse in too tightly because two buttons burst from the front and flew across the room. My tits popped out and we all stopped and stared at the rosy, flushed nipples. I was aching for them to be touched. Antonia stood up and gathered the buttons.

'Give me your blouse and I'll sow these back on. Put on your new dress.'

"I stood up and removed my blouse. I didn't hurry. I would have been happy to stay like that. Marcello hadn't taken his gaze from my tits. I went to the bedroom and took off my trousers, and while I was there I thought I may as well take off my knickers too. I put on the black dress and went back. They seemed as though they hadn't moved. Antonia had my blouse on her lap and was sowing the buttons back on. Marcello resumed staring at me.

"I was so aroused, I was sure they would want me, but it didn't happen. They poured some coffee, then said they were going to bed. I managed to flash my fanny to Marcello as he stood up, but he turned away. I felt snubbed. Antonia gave me the blouse and kissed me goodnight. I went to my room and lay naked on the bed. I listened to them making love for what seemed like ages. Antonia was very excited. I was so horny I masturbated furiously, coming like mad. I hadn't done much of that, but I really needed to. I was desperate for relief after the waiters, the shop and the dinner."

"You poor girl," Lisa commiserated, "to be left high and dry like that!"

"I know, I was bursting. Anyway I slept well after that and only woke up when Antonia knocked on my door and brought coffee and a croissant in. I sat up, letting the silk sheet fall away to reveal my breasts. After what she had seen yesterday it seemed silly to be shy. She sat on the edge of the bed while I drank my coffee and ate my breakfast.

'Marcello will take you to the station this morning, so you can get your train to Naples. I want to say how much I have enjoyed your stay here Dawn.'

"I was halfway through my croissant but mumbled 'me too. I'll always remember it.'

'Will you do me a favour?' She seemed to be talking directly to my breasts. I looked down at them too. Then I saw here hand reaching out, 'finally' I thought and pulled my shoulders back to proffer them up. My aureola contracted in anticipation. But she picked a crumb of pastry from the top of my left breast and put it in her mouth. I looked at her with what I can only imagine was an expression of desperate pleading. But chewing absentmindedly on the pastry she continued, 'will you promise to write to me with all the details of your adventures?'

'Of course,' I said, realising this was the aim of her visit.

"She gave me a piece of paper with her address on it. 'Bless you,' she said. 'You have no idea how happy it will make us. And of course, you can come and visit whenever you want.' She kissed me on the forehead and left."

"So, did you write to her?"

"Yes, and is I still do. In fact four or so years ago Phillip and I went to visit them. Now that is a story you must hear, I had quite a surprise on that trip."

"What?" Lisa squealed, giggling. "You must tell me."

"No, it's too long and would spoil the flow of this one. But if you're a good girl I'll tell you one day."

"So then you went to Naples?"

"Patience Lisa" Phillip admonished.

"I got dressed in some shorts and a vest top, all very sensible and unsexy. I packed up my stuff, including cramming my new dresses and shoes in so they creased unforgivably. Antonia kissed me goodbye on the stairs, crying as if I were her daughter leaving home, then Marcello took me into Florence in his Panda. As we sat in traffic I built up the courage to ask him, 'Marcello, the other day on the train. Did you watch me?'

"He pretended he didn't understand but the answer was in his blushes. I laughed, wagging my finger at him, 'naughty Marcello.'

'You are not angry?' he was very nervous.

'No, why should I be? Tell me, did you enjoy it?'

"He played with the gear stick and then mumbled, 'yes, a lot.'

'Can I ask you another question?' He continued playing with gear stick, but didn't say no. 'Why didn't you make a move on me?'

'Why I no make love to you?' he queried and I nodded. 'It is not right. In the house we have a... how you say... a law?'

'A rule?'

'Si, a rule. It must never be in our home. It would spoil everything. We never say the rule, but we both know it. I know about Frederico, but I know it is never in the house. That is for Antonia and me.'

"I suppose it made sense. I didn't want to ask about Frederico and how he felt about that. I felt sorry for him. 'Do you have a lover?' I asked. What would be an outrageous question to ask so blatantly in England seemed perfectly normal here.

"He did the sort of hand movement. 'A woman, she works on the railway. She is young, but her husband is not good to her, so sometimes she comes to me.'

'Marcello?' He looked at me as we inched forward. 'We're not in the house now.'

'Sorry?'

'Us, we're not in the house now. So your rule does not apply, does it?'

'Nooo' he said slowly.

'Good.' I stroked my hand up his thigh. 'I want to give you a thankyou present.' I was rubbing his crotch now and could feel his cock harden beneath his blue uniformed trousers.

'But there are others,' he indicated the cars next to us, we were practically stationary.

'Do you think they'll mind?' I asked. The car next to us was a Mercedes, so slightly higher than our Panda. It contained just a single businessman who was shaving as he waited. 'I don't think he will.' With that I unzipped Marcello's fly and pulled out his member. I wanked it slowly, so the arm movements weren't too visible. He sighed. 'I really wanted you and Antonia to come to me last night,' I whispered.

"Then I undid my seat beat and leant down, taking his cock in my mouth and slowly working it up and down. Marcello pulled my top up as I lay on my side and put his hand down my bra. He massaged my breasts vigourously, I guess he had been dying to do that for two days now. I stopped sucking and continued wanking him, his cock inches from my face. I'd never really studied one up close before. The skin was so much darker than elsewhere on his body, and the big vein protruded like an elevator shaft on the outside of a skyscraper. I gave him some encouragement, 'did you think of me when you fucked Antonia last night?'

'Si' he moaned. Taking him back in my mouth I looked up to see the businessman next to us staring, his razor in hand. I gave him a wink and he mouthed something to me. Marcello had pulled my bra below my breasts, so he had a good view of those. I reached over to the back seat where I had thrown my rucksack and pulled out my trusty yellow cloth, which poked out. Marcello's penis exited from my mouth with a resounding slurp like a child removing an ice-lolly, and I moved over so I was practically sitting on his lap. Facing him I masturbated him vigourously saying 'pretend your fucking me Marcello.' And he did, rubbing my breasts and bouncing me up and down. I cast a quick look to our friend in the next car, who was obviously masturbating now. Then Marcello pulled me to him and I just managed to wrap the cloth around his cock as he came. I could feel it pulsing beneath the cloth, as if struggling to be free, then the movement subsided and I felt the moisture soak through the material as it faded in my hand. Just then there were three loud horn blasts and the cars behind the Mercedes and us were both telling us to move along, since the cars in front were now a good 100 yards away. I slipped off and tidied myself up. The Mercedes driver gave me a quick wave when he took the next exit.

"Marcello didn't speak for a while. 'Are you okay?' I was worried he may be feeling guilty about Antonia. I wasn't, I'm sure she would appreciate it.

'Yes, thank you dawn. You did not have to do that.'

"I kissed him on the cheek, 'no, but I wanted to.'

'Can I ask a favour?'

'Go on.'

'Is it okay to tell Antonia? She would like this story.'

"I thought he was going to ask the exact opposite, for me to keep it from her, so I laughed. They never stopped surprising me these Italians. 'Of course. Do you mind if I tell her in my next letter also?' I knew she would appreciate my point of view and details such as the Mercedes driver, who Marcello had failed to notice, or would not mention if he had.

'No, she would like that.'

"We were soon at the station and he showed me where to get the train. Then he kissed me goodbye and made me promise to write. I had an instant attack of nostalgia as he walked away and I almost ran after him yelling I wanted to stay longer. But I knew there'd be lots of times like these and I had to harden myself to them.

"So that's it, Florence is finally finished. Tell me Lisa can you see anything significant in my encounter with Marcello?"

"What apart from the fact that you have to have some form of sex every day?" she joked.

"Yes, apart from that."

"It was the first one that you initiated. It was about you testing your powers wasn't it?"

"Full marks!"

Lisa bowed, "see I am paying attention."

"Oh I can see that."

Lisa wondered if Dawn was referring to her erect nipples. She should have worn a looser top tonight. "So on to Naples is it?

Dawn looked at her watch. "It's nearly one and we've all got work tomorrow. So that's probably enough for one sitting. It's tiring to tell these, and we can only take so much arousal. Look at poor Phillip, I'm going to have to relieve him before he can sleep tonight. Why don't you come back tomorrow? Let's have a barbecue out on the balcony and I'll give you the next installment. It'll probably be quite a long session tomorrow, so be prepared."

Lisa didn't hide her disappointment, but she acquiesced. As they kissed her goodnight Dawn made sure her hand touched her side for slightly longer than it should have.

When she had gone Phillip handed Dawn a drink and massaging her neck he asked "Tomorrow night do you think?"

"Mmmm. I'm sure we could do. But I plan to make her wait. The longer we keep her in these aroused state the more likely she is to have the same sort of feeling I did. If we do it now we probably won't see her again. She needs more stories."

Phillip kissed her neck and stroked her stomach under her top. "Now what about that relief you promised..."