My curiosity of the surroundings beyond the villa mixes with the fact that I’ve already slept away most of the day – jetlag on top of my already f...cked-up sleep schedule. I get up, slip on a top, and drearily make my way to a paned-glass door which leads to a balcony off my bedroom.I step out into the Tuscan air, black lycra panties and cotton tank-top to match. Bare feet absorb the sun-soaked warmth of the masonry. The transition from the cool airconditioning to the humid, late-afternoon heat. She didn't have the desire or ambition to take on more than one lover. Surely that was all she ever needed. Nadezhda was a romantic soul. She continued to believe that one day there would be an occasion where she'd meet the one woman who'd be her partner for the rest of her life.She once thought that her ex-wife, Veronika, was to be that one woman but she no longer believed that now.Nor did she believe that Vashti satisfied that need. However passionate their love was for each other, it was. I softly pressed forward and began to kiss her properly. She murmured in pleasure. Her lips were wonderful: soft, full, and eager. I felt like I could kiss her forever."I've wanted to do this all afternoon," she whispered."Me too," I replied.I drew her closer to me and kissed her deeper. Our lips danced, our bodies pressed together, and her tits squashed against my chest. I couldn't help but release her face and run my hands down her sides, just grazing the sides of her breasts with my palms.. On the chair a few feet away from him was a young, black man Hayley didn't know. She froze, blushing at being caught dressed in her outfit by a stranger in their home. "Surprise, I'm home," Chad said, giving her a smile. Then nodded to the man a few feet away, "This is Reggie, the guy I told you about who's group is about to travel with New Found Glory across seas."Hayley bit her lip, laughed a little before reclaiming her composure, "Hey, nice to meet you," she waved towards the guy who turned.