The Stranger
“Good evening, Mrs. Lombardi, what would you like to eat for dinner tonight?”
“Hi Mona, surprise me” I replied.
“Will Mr. Lombardi be joining you for dinner tonight?”
“No, he’s working late as usual, and actually, I’d love to help you cook today.”
“Oh no that’s not necessary Mrs. Lombardi, I can handle it, you just relax.”
“I keep telling you to call me Sophia, and I really need someone to talk to and something to do. Being stuck in this big mansion all day with no one to talk to or anything to do is driving me crazy.”
“You know what, since Emma is out getting the rest of the ingredients, I have some time before I start cooking. I always wanted to know how you and Mr. Lombardi met, if you don’t mind me asking.”
“Hmm, this will actually be my first time telling the story.”
“Oh, I almost forgot, my apologies Mrs. Lombardi, the gardener is coming over, and I have to set up the patio, I’ll be right back.”
The memory of the stormy night I met Matteo played in my head like a movie as I remembered running frantically through the rain and into the airport. I desperately searched for a concierge.
“Hi, I missed my flight a few hours ago, so I need tickets for the next flight to Milan.”
“Oh, I’m sorry Madame, but all flights have been canceled until the storm is over.”
Those words went through me like a knife, I knew my sister would kill me if I missed her wedding, since I was the maid of honor. I stood outside the airport, feeling completely defeated and allowed the rain to beat on me, as I rehearsed what I’d tell my sister when I find the courage to call her.
“You’ll catch a cold my love.” I quickly turned around to see a tall handsome stranger holding an umbrella over me.
“Catching a cold is the least of my worries.” I replied.
“What’s wrong? “He asked.
“I missed my flight and I’m going to miss my sister’s wedding in Milan tomorrow morning.”
“Milan? I’m actually heading there now.”
“How? all flights have been canceled”
“I’m using my private jet, if it’s okay with you, I’d love for you to join me, so you can make it to your sister’s wedding on time.”
“Thank you so much Sir”, I was overjoyed and jumped into his arms.
When we got on the private jet; I called my sister to tell her the good news. The handsome stranger kept staring at me intensely and it made me incredibly nervous.
“I’m Matteo, what’s your name my love?”
“I’m Sophia”
“Sophia, you are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid my eyes on.” he said, looking into my eyes and kissing my hand.
“Thank you” I replied trying not to blush too hard.
” Do you need anything; I can call in the flight attendant”
“Oh no I’m okay, thanks again for helping me.”
“You’re welcome, is it okay if I sit next to you.”
Before I could reply, he moved in to the seat next to me. He leaned over, touched my wet hair and whispered in my ear, “You’re so wet”.
I inhaled his addictive scent, and moved backwards, his face met mine, and he kissed my lips. The feeling of his lips made me want more. I bit his lower lip, as he lingered his fingers down my spine to my buttocks. He picked me up and put me on him, he pulled up my skirt, unbuttoned his pants, pushed my thong to the side and inserted himself inside of me. I quivered at the feel how big and hard his p***s was. I rode him slowly, as he sucked on my n*****s. The turbulence of the private jet through the storm made me ride him faster. He put his tongue in my mouth and held my neck as he ejaculated in me.
I couldn’t believe what just happened, but I wanted more. We spent the rest of the flight getting to know each other. And in just a few hours, we felt like we’ve known each other for a lifetime.
