Now, Mandi had to question what was the best thing was for her to do with Sergio. She knew that she couldn’t keep lying to herself. She’d fallen in love with him and it grew deeper every minute they spent time together and each time they made love. She knew part of that was an initial infatuation and turn-on, but it wasn’t the driving force. Her heart was and her other parts just got an awesome benefit from that.
One day Mandi and Sergio were eating a lunch out by the pool and his phone rang. He looked at it and jumped up right away, going to take the call where he was out of earshot. Mandi didn’t want to pry, but she couldn’t help but notice how Sergio’s mannerisms had tensed up when he saw the call. Who was it?
He was pacing around as he talked, putting his free hand into his front pocket and then abruptly taking it out to run his fingers through his hair. He was intense and his chiseled jaw was hardened. There was no smile on his face and Mandi was worried for him, hoping that nothing serious was wrong.
About five minutes later Sergio came back over and Mandi tried to act casual. “Is everything okay?”
“Fine. I’ll be back in a minute,” Sergio said. Without waiting for a response he bolted into the house, taking long strides.
Mandi looked on the table and saw his phone sitting there. She went into an instant internal debate. Part of her wanted to look and see who he had been on the telephone with, but the other part of her knew that not trusting someone was a bad omen when it came to hopes for a relationship. Damn, it was so frustrating.
There was no one else around and Mandi didn’t know where Sergio had gone. Her temptation won out and she grabbed his phone, turning it on. She scrolled down to the recent calls and froze. The call Sergio had just been on was with Olivia. Why the hell was she calling? Mandi couldn’t help herself and kept going down the list of recent activity. There were three calls from Olivia on it and Mandi knew for certain that she’d been with Sergio all these times.
Mandi was so mad at herself. She was such an idiot. Sergio still had feelings for Olivia and Mandi was nothing more than a rebound. Yet, it didn’t make sense because he was very generous with her and while she was no expert on men she knew enough to see that he had genuine emotions for her. Was he just scared?
Admit it already. You are in love.
Mandi’s thoughts were so annoying to her. She was in love and the thought of that being a one way street was too much. She needed to find out how Sergio felt about her and it would require some bold action, the boldest of her life. When would be a good time to tell him she loved him? Only one thought came to mind. The appropriate time would be when they were most intimate. If he felt it he’d have no problems saying it back. After all, that was easier than saying it first, right?
It was impossible to act like nothing was wrong for the rest of the day. Sergio came back, but his casual demeanor had soured and Mandi was so distracted. She ended up telling Sergio that she was going to take a walk down to the beach and do some sketching. He told her that was a good idea because he had some work to get done…something unexpected had come up. Mandi didn’t know what he meant by those words exactly, but they suddenly made her feel annoyed and angry. Okay, hurt.
The afternoon of sketching cleared Mandi’s thoughts and she was more committed than ever to telling Sergio the three words she had been thinking. She’d never told a man that she loved them first before, but had been on the side of the person hearing it that didn’t share the same sentiment. It would be an interesting evening, and to keep the confidence to do it Mandi knew she had to unleash her inner vixen.
By the time night came both Sergio and Mandi were back to their old selves again. They’d had a fun and lively family dinner with everyone, and Marcel had proved to be rather entertaining that night, telling lively jokes and stories from his travels when he was younger. It was helpful to everyone and Mandi wondered if he didn’t sense a certain tension between her and Sergio. That supper proved to be the liveliest and most talkative that he’d ever been.
As Mandi and Sergio prepared for bed Mandi mentioned her delight in hearing Marcel’s stories that evening. “I didn’t know that he could be such a talker.”
“He was more chatty than usual and I don’t even think it was the hundred year old bourbon doing it either. He really is an entertaining man, but very introspective. That’s partly why he is so exceptional at evaluating the systems and operations of the factory. He sees things that others don’t.”
Was that a hint? What had Marcel seen?
“Guess what I’d like to see?”
“What?” Sergio responded, looking slightly confused.
“You naked…now.”
“Demanding.”
“I definitely am when I know what I want and right now I want you Mr. Sergio Leon.”
“I’m yours for the taking then, if you are going to be insistent upon it.”
Mandi went up to Sergio and kissed his chest passionately. He’d just taken his shirt off and he groaned from the unexpected heated kiss on his chest. Her other hand began to unfasten his pants and she slid it into them and under his boxers, caressing his cock and getting it hard. “You have certainly shown me an incredible time in Rome. I never would have thought it would be this amazing.”
“Me too,” Sergio whispered. That’s a good sign, Mandi thought as she kept working Sergio and getting him more aroused.
Mandi needed Sergio on many levels tonight and maybe it wasn’t fair to thrust upon him, but she needed to find out what was going on. While her lovemaking and sexual interest was genuine, she was also genuine in knowing that she loved him and sensed he might feel the same way. It was not the time to be a bystander in her life; this was the time to act and she couldn’t let herself down.
The dance of seduction continued and Mandi was excited to see that Sergio was such a willing participant and he was so freely giving of himself and his many physical talents. He was feeling her body, searching out the areas that aroused Mandi most and responsive to what she was suggestive of. It was slightly kinky and on the verge of an entirely different kind of passion, but really just an introduction to the possibilities that may come with it.
As Mandi found herself becoming more needy of Sergio’s hard-on inside of her she also began to focus on what it was she had to say. A slight part of her wondered if it was fair to pull out all the stops and bring on the full on seduction in order to have the courage to tell someone you loved them. Shouldn’t she have been able to just look Sergio in the eyes and say it? She just wasn’t that confident, but she needed a gauge to see where they were at, and where they may be going. It wasn’t like she was proposing marriage, living together, or anything like that. She was simply wondering how he felt.