Rome, sweet Rome
This morning I arrived in Rome for the annual Partner & Associates conference. I’d spent the past three months organising the logistics and now it is all unfolding in front of me. The hotel is amazing – chosen for its prestige reputation and hospitality, even though functionality went out of the window first impressions are everything and this place has it all.
Tonight the evening is completely mine, tomorrow sadly I won’t have time for a lie in, and I won’t have a chance for an early night. In fact, the only “me” time I will have is the quick shower I can take between the conference and evening dinner – for which I have chosen THE perfect dress. I’ve even slyly edited the table plan so I’m sat next to the son of the Italian office Managing Partner.
I’m here until Sunday so the weekend, quite luckily, is mine and I’m very much looking forward to shopping, if only my Italian was fluent!
I’m currently sat in my hotel room and before you even think it, yes the TV has porn, however it’s Italian and it is pay per view – I fear that if I watch it for longer than 40 seconds it will appear on the room bill so I’ve been filtering through the numerous free online sites instead and I’ve struck gold.
One particular video caught my eye and it is something I’ve been thinking about a lot recently – a threesome – I want to experience it again, just me and two guys. I don’t necessarily want a threesome for the DP. It’s more the “spit roast” which gets me going. I watched the porn with envy, the girl impaling herself on a nice big cock as she rubbed her clit in a teasing way looking up in to the eyes of the guy whose cock was deep in her mouth.
That’s the one thing I love most – being fucked and filled, satisfied whilst satisfying. I’d love that again, and I know a few guys who would volunteer in an instant but thing is I know who would be perfect for this – but will I get what I want? I guess that’s where the art of seduction comes in handy…