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This is one of my entries for the 2018 Summerward Vacation Postcard Contest. It was chosen as host, SunFlower Fran's favorite pick. Inspired by a true story I read online.
Dear Jasper,
Bella and I are having an amazing time on our trip. After spending a few days exploring Tuscany, we decided to visit the lesser-known village of Volterra.
During our train ride, we shared our compartment with a sweet, elderly couple. With the help of her trusty, Italian phrase book, Bella quickly befriended them and began a small conversation. I have to admit, listening to my gorgeous wife speak in a foreign language was quite a turn on. While pretending to follow along with their discussion, I ran my fingertips over her skin, softly caressing the outside of her thigh, and maybe, a small section of the inside as well.
I thought I was being discreet until I noticed the woman giving me a stern look of disapproval. Grabbing the phrase book from Bella, I practiced the pronunciation for we are on our honeymoon quietly to myself until I got it just right. Finally, with much confidence, I exclaimed, "Siamo allupato!" Both the man's and the woman's jaws dropped, and the blood drained from their faces. After rechecking the book, I realized I had accidentally told this lovely, old couple that we were horny!
As you may have guessed, ever since then, Bella has forbidden me from speaking Italian.
Ciao,
Edward
P.S. Don't tell Bella I used Italian.