Title --A Family Affair - 07
((Authors Note –
Please note that this is Adult Fiction, so should only be read by those who qualify!
So, the final, final episode! A bit longer than I'd intended, but there was so much to cram in - literally!
And for anyone not up with the series yet, here's a brief precis of events so far.........
Paolo Wharton is a university student, living on the outskirts of London and part of a wide-spread family that stretches right across Europe.
He's on a family vacation to Tuscany to visit his Aunt Luisa at her villa, but the rest of his family drops out for one reason or another and he makes the trip alone.
He's surprised to find his cousins Isabella (Izzy), Ilse and Frieda there and even more surprised at what they get up to when playing tennis! Then he finds out from his aunt about an old family tradition that soon opens his eyes in more ways than one!
He's gradually drawn into an exciting world of sexual promiscuity which totally distracts him from his prime reason for being there....to get together with his long time soul-mate, Maria, the daughter of the villa's housekeeper, Catarina! The girl that he'd practically grown up with.
She's been delayed getting away from her own University in Florence, but has finally arrived and Paolo has difficult choices to make!
I sincerely hope that you enjoy ..........
Duke ))
43. A Difficult Re-Union
As I wrapped my arms around Maria, my face buried in her bouncy auburn hair as we kissed cheeks, I was almost overcome by her sweet, musky fragrance and I sighed inwardly as I realised how impossibly difficult my life had become!
She'd approached quickly across the 'secret' little garden at the back of my Aunt Luisa's Tuscan villa and I'd had to marvel at her youthful vitality and sensuous figure as she shouted '"Paolo....Ciao!".
Despite the fact that my Aunt Luisa was standing next to me and waving happily at her, Maria's deep brown eyes had been locked on mine, just as mine had been on hers!
We were both at University still, me in London, her in Florence, and separated by just a few days in age, but somehow she'd looked so mature, so wordly-wise, as the wide smile spread all over her beautiful face. Her faded blue jeans stretched tightly across full hips and the equally tight top desperately tried to restrain her bouncing bosom as she'd skipped across the bright green lawn towards me, accentuated her desirability. The white top had thick magenta hoops that looped around her chest, over and around her breasts. Just where I'd have liked my hands to have been!
She snuggled into me, pulling me tightly against her for a few minutes before bouncing back, with maybe just a slight query on her face at the way that I'd avoided her initial plan to plant her lips straight onto mine. We'd ended up greeting each other in a more traditional Italian way, cheek to cheek But her big smile was straight back on her face, and maybe she'd put my slight reticence down to the presence of my aunt next to me.
"Buongiorno Signora Monterinno, you are collecting flowers I see, " she said politely as she turned to my Aunt who stooped slightly and wrapped an arm around her waist to kiss cheeks whilst balancing the basket of flowers that she'd been collecting from the garden in her other hand. It was probably the sort of greeting that you'd expect from a daughter of Aunt Luisa's housekeeper, but my Aunt was having none of it!
"Maria! How often have I to tell you to call me 'Luisa' in this house! It's almost as hard as getting Paolo here to drop the 'Aunt'!!"
That wasn't entirely true, because I'd almost got used to calling her Luisa when we were in bed together. But that fleeting thought just served to re-ignite my worries and feelings of guilt!
My Aunt chattered briefly with Maria whilst I stood there, silent and tongue-tied. Maria had responded brightly, telling her about her time in Florence and how much she'd been looking forward to getting back. She'd squeezed my hand as she'd said that, a motion not missed by my Aunt, a brief smile flitting across her face. My Aunt had explained that her husband had been called away on business, but that 'Paolo's Cousins' were staying too, so, even though her son Guilio was away, the villa was full of young people for a change!
"Oh yes, I know," responded Maria brightly, "I spoke to Izzy yesterday when I was packing for the trip!"
I froze even more. That was all I needed. If she'd been in touch with my elder and most uncontrollable cousin then the chances of keeping everything a secret were disappearing fast! But then again I'd been encouraged by the recollection of Maria's greeting just now.
There would have been no way that I'd have got that sort of hug if Izzy had blurted out that I'd spent all week making love to my cousins during the day and my Aunt Luisa at night!!
"Well, Maria, I'd better get back inside. It's good to see you at last. I know that Paolo has been looking forward to seeing you again ..... haven't you Paolo?!" she prompted as she gave me a quick hard stare before she turned and headed for the doorway in the wall, leaving the two of us alone together.
So this was it. Moment of truth!
I confused her again by refraining from kissing her at this second chance, just sitting down on the garden bench and pulling her next to me. She gave me a strange, quizzical look which did nothing to help matters, but eventually complied, squashing her thighs disturbingly up against mine.
It was hardly surprising that she was confused. After all, we'd been close friends since early childhood, and we'd both felt that friendship changing to something stronger during our recent meetings. So it had been no surprise when our telephone calls and texts and e-mails had gradually got hotter and earthier as we'd made plans on what we'd do when we met again. Like now!
In fact, just a week ago I'd dreamt longingly of this moment. The chance to take her in my arms properly and kiss those sweet lips, to caress her as we finally confessed our love for each other. It had seemed so simple.
