one set of loungers, and Ambrogio and Adele settled under another. She looked back to find a distracted Felicità engrossed in a book. Adele thought now was a good time to unleash her seduction plan on Ambrogio.
She did a slow strip-tease out of her sun dress, making sure to bend over directly in Ambrogio’s line of sight. To her delight, she heard him clear his throat. She maintained the right combination of muscle tone and curves, which at the moment, were offset by a white bikini. Adele knew what she brought to the table.
“Can you help me put sunscreen on my back?” She laid stomach first on the lounger and waited for him to take the lotion she offered.
“Of course.” He gave her a curt nod.
She stifled a moan when his warm hands lathered lotion on her back. Despite the warmth in the air, his touch left goosebumps on her skin.
“ Che bel tempo oggi ,” Felicità said, her nose still in her book, a pair of chunky sunglasses obstructing her face.
“ Facciamo una passiegiata sulla spiaggia .” Adele hoped Felicita wouldn’t tag along on her seduction walk.
“Andate. Voglio rimanere sotto quest’ombrello e lontano dal sole.” Felicità held up her sunglasses and winked in Adele’s direction.
Adele couldn’t believe her luck. She wondered if Felicità knew that by staying under the umbrella, she would be aiding and abetting the seduction of her grandson.
Ambrogio left with Adele after they both exchanged kisses with Felicità.
“Che fai?”
“What am I doing? I don’t know what you mean,” Adele said.
“You made quite a show of taking off your dress back there. Why didn’t you go into the changing room with nonna?”
“What for?”
“Your suit, you might as well be naked,” Ambrogio said.
“You don’t like it?” The mischief sparked in Adele’s eyes.
“This vixen isn’t you.” His eyes narrowed in her direction.
“How do you know what kind of behavior is or isn’t me? We just met.”
“This is true but...”
Adele took off running to the less populated side of the beach before he could finish his sentence.
“What about nonna?” He caught up with her effortlessly.
“It will only be for a while, besides the nurse is with her,” Adele said.
Ambrogio took off his shirt, revealing his tight abs. He had the body of a soccer player, lean on top and muscular on the bottom. A tattoo of a crest with words written in Italian peaked out from the waist of his pants. The perfect V of his lower obliques made Adele’s mouth water. Adele wanted to lick the lines they made all the way down to his bulge. Adele faced forward not wanting to risk a face-plant in front of him.
“Let’s go in the water,” she said.
“It does look inviting.” Ambrogio dipped his foot into the receding tide.
“Not too far, I can’t swim.”
“I will teach you. We must go to where the water reaches your neck.”
He pulled her deeper into the water while she screamed her disapproval. She jumped into his arms, locking her legs and arms in a vice grip around his body. Ambrogio held her securely and stared at her mouth.
“Kiss me,” Adele said.
He still hadn’t moved or said a word; however, the desire pressed against Adele’s sex spoke volumes. She released her hold around his neck and slipped a hand below the water. The moment she grabbed his erection, he sucked his breath in and closed his eyes.
She ran her hand slowly along his length. The storm brewing in his eyes when he re-opened them captivated Adele. Without warning, Ambrogio pushed her completely off of him. She favored a drowned rat when she righted herself. Her hair lay lifeless in clumps over her eyes and sea water burned in her nostrils.
“You have a natural talent for swimming. You’ve learned without one lesson from me,” he said.
“Why are you being such a dick? You wanted me last night.”
“Where’s the
She did a slow strip-tease out of her sun dress, making sure to bend over directly in Ambrogio’s line of sight. To her delight, she heard him clear his throat. She maintained the right combination of muscle tone and curves, which at the moment, were offset by a white bikini. Adele knew what she brought to the table.
“Can you help me put sunscreen on my back?” She laid stomach first on the lounger and waited for him to take the lotion she offered.
“Of course.” He gave her a curt nod.
She stifled a moan when his warm hands lathered lotion on her back. Despite the warmth in the air, his touch left goosebumps on her skin.
“ Che bel tempo oggi ,” Felicità said, her nose still in her book, a pair of chunky sunglasses obstructing her face.
“ Facciamo una passiegiata sulla spiaggia .” Adele hoped Felicita wouldn’t tag along on her seduction walk.
“Andate. Voglio rimanere sotto quest’ombrello e lontano dal sole.” Felicità held up her sunglasses and winked in Adele’s direction.
Adele couldn’t believe her luck. She wondered if Felicità knew that by staying under the umbrella, she would be aiding and abetting the seduction of her grandson.
Ambrogio left with Adele after they both exchanged kisses with Felicità.
“Che fai?”
“What am I doing? I don’t know what you mean,” Adele said.
“You made quite a show of taking off your dress back there. Why didn’t you go into the changing room with nonna?”
“What for?”
“Your suit, you might as well be naked,” Ambrogio said.
“You don’t like it?” The mischief sparked in Adele’s eyes.
“This vixen isn’t you.” His eyes narrowed in her direction.
“How do you know what kind of behavior is or isn’t me? We just met.”
“This is true but...”
Adele took off running to the less populated side of the beach before he could finish his sentence.
“What about nonna?” He caught up with her effortlessly.
“It will only be for a while, besides the nurse is with her,” Adele said.
Ambrogio took off his shirt, revealing his tight abs. He had the body of a soccer player, lean on top and muscular on the bottom. A tattoo of a crest with words written in Italian peaked out from the waist of his pants. The perfect V of his lower obliques made Adele’s mouth water. Adele wanted to lick the lines they made all the way down to his bulge. Adele faced forward not wanting to risk a face-plant in front of him.
“Let’s go in the water,” she said.
“It does look inviting.” Ambrogio dipped his foot into the receding tide.
“Not too far, I can’t swim.”
“I will teach you. We must go to where the water reaches your neck.”
He pulled her deeper into the water while she screamed her disapproval. She jumped into his arms, locking her legs and arms in a vice grip around his body. Ambrogio held her securely and stared at her mouth.
“Kiss me,” Adele said.
He still hadn’t moved or said a word; however, the desire pressed against Adele’s sex spoke volumes. She released her hold around his neck and slipped a hand below the water. The moment she grabbed his erection, he sucked his breath in and closed his eyes.
She ran her hand slowly along his length. The storm brewing in his eyes when he re-opened them captivated Adele. Without warning, Ambrogio pushed her completely off of him. She favored a drowned rat when she righted herself. Her hair lay lifeless in clumps over her eyes and sea water burned in her nostrils.
“You have a natural talent for swimming. You’ve learned without one lesson from me,” he said.
“Why are you being such a dick? You wanted me last night.”
“Where’s the
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