Tuscan Skies
Part 6
J.R. opened the limousine door for Sue Ellen, as she kissed him. She said, "I had a wonderful evenin', Darlin'. Thank you for everything." J.R. thanked the driver, and closed the door to the limousine. He put his arm around Sue Ellen's waist, as they walked up the pathway leading to the main villa. J.R opened the gate, and closed it behind them, as Sue Ellen walked through to the courtyard. Sue Ellen gazed into the moonlit sky, as J.R. put his arms around her, and kissed her neck. Sue Ellen closed her, eyes, and leaned into his kiss. J.R. turned her around, and cupped her chin in his hands. He whispered, "I want you," as his mouth claimed her lips. Sue Ellen rallied his kiss with her own sensuous response. J.R. opened his eyes, and said, "God, I want you, Honey." Sue Ellen looked into his eyes, she said, "I've never wanted anyone, as much as I want you, J.R." J.R. lifted her into his arms, and carried her into the main villa. He kicked the door shut, behind them, as Sue Ellen held tightly around his shoulders. She had been kissing his neck, while he carried her, increasing his desire for her. He gently placed her on the floor, in front of the fireplace on the main level. Sue Ellen reached for his tie, quickly untying the knot, and threw it over her shoulder. J.R. grinned as he watched the tie fall to the floor. J.R. reached behind Sue Ellen's back, and unzipped her dress, sliding the straps over her sun-kissed shoulders. His eyes were taking in every inch of her exquisite figure. Her voice was low, as she whispered, "Take me, J.R." He pulled his shirt off, popping off most of the buttons, as he tried to hurry, and answer her request. He leaned over her, pulling her hair away from her face with his hands. He plundered her mouth, starved for the taste of her lips. She arched her back, as he pulled her dress over her legs. His eyes traveled down her body to her lacy thigh-high stockings, and garter belt. He said, "Don't move. I want to look at you." Sue Ellen lowered her head, unable to maintain eye contact with him. The steel blue color of his eyes pierced through her, making it difficult to breathe. J.R. took her, repeatedly, until they were spent, and unable to move.
The sound of a telephone ringing in another area of the villa, startled J.R. He sat up, and glanced around the room. Then, he turned and looked at Sue Ellen, sleeping by his side, where she had been since their lovemaking session began. Sue Ellen opened her eyes, and smiled at J.R. She sat up, and kissed the back of his shoulder. She said, "Mornin', J.R." He turned to face her, and said, "Mornin', Sugar. How did you sleep?" Sue Ellen said, "Like a stone, considerin' we fell asleep a couple of hours ago. How are you feelin'?" J.R. kissed her forehead, and said, "I've never felt better, especially after last night." Sue Ellen beamed at him, with half-closed eyes, and kissed him. She asked, "Are you hungry, Darlin'?" He said, "Yeah, I guess it was my turn to work up an appetite, huh?" Sue Ellen stood up, and walked into the kitchen. J.R. watched her walk away, as his eyes beheld her in all her glory. J.R. smiled appreciatively. Sue Ellen looked better than women half her age, and she had won J.R.'s heart completely. He stood up and stretched, twisting at the waist, to loosen his muscles from sleeping on the tile floor. J.R. walked into the kitchen. Sue Ellen was standing on her toes, reaching for a pan to cook something for their breakfast. Her stance added several inches to her sexy, long legs. J.R. stood inside the archway to the kitchen, and said, "Damn, Miss Texas. You look incredible." Sue Ellen almost dropped the pan she had been reaching for. She shook her head at J.R., and said, "You have a knack for catchin' me off guard, don't you?" J.R. laughed as he walked over to her, and said, "I do try, Honey." He said, "I've never seen you so free, Sue Ellen." She looked at him, and said, "I can say the same for you, J.R." She walked to the refrigerator, and pulled out a basket of eggs. She placed the pan on the stove, and added a few drops of olive oil to the pan. She cracked open an egg, and threw the egg shells into a nearby trash receptacle. She cracked open two more eggs, and discarded the shells. She asked, "What would you like in your omelet, J.R.?" He asked, "What kind of omelet are you going to have?" She said, "There's every ingredient imaginable in the fridge, pick out what you'd like." J.R. said, "I could get use to havin' you as a naked cook, Honey." Sue Ellen glanced at him, and said, "I could get used to cooking for a naked man." They both laughed, surprised by how at ease they felt in their all together.
Sue Ellen showered in the corner stall in the master bath. The shower offered four multidirectional, shower heads. Sue Ellen languidly showered, enjoying the sensations as the water sprayed onto her skin in all directions. J.R. watched her shower. He was thrilled by the view she was giving him. The steam from the heat of the water had covered the shower stall doors. He could barely determine her outline in the midst of all the steam. He leered at her, as his need for her increased with each passing second. She could tell that he was enjoying watching her, and she acted as if she was unaware of his presence. She used a loofah sponge, and rubbed the sponge over various parts of her body, tempting and teasing J.R. as the soap bubbles trickled down her body. J.R. opened the stall door, and pulled the sponge out of her hands, dropping it on the floor of the stall. He pulled her to him, as they were covered with the spray from the shower heads. He kissed her, and huskily said, "I'll never get enough of you, Sugar." He lowered her to the floor of the shower stall, far enough away from the spraying water that they could breathe. Sue Ellen blinked her eyes, surprised by his urgency. He pulled her on top of him, as the water continued to spray their legs. Sue Ellen said, "I want you, J.R., I want you so badly . . . " Her voice trailed off as she covered his mouth with her delicate lips. Their lovemaking was frantic. J.R. savored Sue Ellen's tactics. She controlled his every move, telling him what she wanted and how she wanted it. They were consumed by passion, stopping only when the water from the shower had turned cold. They dried each other off, and walked into the bedroom to get dressed.
J.R. asked, "Where would you like to go today, Honey?" Sue Ellen said, "I was thinking that we could go into the city and go shopping for some Italian suits for you." J.R. said, "That's thoughtful of you, Sugar, but what about you?" Sue Ellen said, "If I find something I like, I'll buy it, but I love how you look in Italian suits." J.R. rolled up the sleeves of his linen shirt, and said, "Well, let's go shoppin', then." The limousine stopped in the center of the shopping district of Tuscany. J.R. and Sue Ellen climbed out of the door, and stood on the sidewalk in front of a man's clothier, Georgio Armani. Sue Ellen said, "Oh my God, J.R., look at that fantastic suit." She pointed to the window display, as she pulled at J.R.'s arm to go inside the store. They were greeted instantly by the store manager. He said, "Buon giorno." Sue Ellen said, "Buon giorno, C'e' qualcuno che parla inglese?" J.R. looked at Sue Ellen, unaware how fluently she spoke Italian. The store manager said, "Yes, I speak English. How may I help you?" Sue Ellen smiled, she liked the way his words were spoken with an Italian accent. "My husband and I are shopping for suits, and I was wondering if you would show us the suit that is on display in the window?" The manager said, "Si. Mi scusi," as he walked into the stockroom, and returned with the suit Sue Ellen requested. It was a charcoal grey color, made of the finest Italian silk. J.R. touched the fabric. He said, "That feels nice." Sue Ellen asked, "Do you offer tailoring?" The store manager said, "Si, Signora. We offer same day tailoring, if that is required." Sue Ellen admired the various suits on display, picking out several suits based on their fabric composition, cut and color. Sue Ellen handed J.R. one of the suits, and asked, "What do you think, Darlin?" J.R. held the jacket in front of him, as he looked in the mirror. The dark blue color of the jacket set off the blue coloring of his eyes. Sue Ellen said, "I really like the look of that one, J.R." He admired Sue Ellen's taste in clothing, and said, "I'll like whatever you pick out, Sugar." They purchased seven suits, with coordinating shirts, ties, socks, and accessories. The store manager took J.R.'s measurements, and said that the suits would be ready for him in two days. Sue Ellen said, "Grazie, signor," as they left the store. The store manager said, "Siete signor e signora, benvenuti."
J.R. held Sue Ellen's hand as they walked across the cobblestone piazza to the next store that caught Sue Ellen's attention. Sue Ellen was somewhat familiar with the names of the Italian fashion houses, and became very excited when she saw the name 'Dolce & Gabbana' displayed over a store front window. The window display advertised a grey viscose wrap around blouse that tied at the waist, over a silver-grey viscose skirt with a delicate diamond pattern. J.R. glanced at Sue Ellen and said, "That would look fabulous on you, Sugar." He pulled her hand, as he opened the door to the store. They were welcomed to the store by an older woman with immaculately coiffed, white hair. J.R. whispered to Sue Ellen, "Ask her if she speaks English?" Sue Ellen touched his arm, and said, "Buon giorno. Mis scusi, Parla inglese?" The woman smiled at them, and said in a heavy New York accent, "Of course, I speak English. I used to live in Manhattan." J.R. breathed a sigh of relief, and said," Well, Good day. We're here on vacation, and I would like to buy the grey ensemble you have on display in your window for my beautiful wife." The woman looked at Sue Ellen, and noticed the ring on her left hand. She nodded approvingly and said, "Yes, sir. I'll bring the correct size out for you in a moment." Sue Ellen turned her head and gasped as she noticed a black, form-fitting tank sheath with an elegant boat neckline. J.R. smiled at her, and said, "Hell, Darlin'. I'll buy that for you, too, if you'd like?" The salesclerk returned to the showroom floor with the outfit J.R. had asked her about. She handed the blouse and skirt to Sue Ellen, and said, "The fitting rooms, are over there, behind the purse rack." Sue Ellen thanked the sales clerk, and told J.R. that she would be back in a few minutes. J.R. watched as Sue Ellen disappeared behind the rack of purses. He asked the salesclerk if she had the black dress in Sue Ellen's size. The salesclerk said, "I'll check." She went into the stockroom, and came back out carrying the dress J.R. had inquired about. Sue Ellen called out to J.R. from the dressing room. He handed the black dress to the salesclerk, and went to see what Sue Ellen wanted. She emerged from the fitting room wearing the blouse and skirt. She turned around to show him how the ensemble fit, and said, "Well, what do you think?" He said, "You look stunning, Sugar." The neckline of the blouse accentuated her perfect breasts, and the tapered waist of the blouse and skirt, displayed her hips in a way that J.R. found immensely appealing. J.R. paid for the outfit, and the black dress, and they left the store.
They walked into another store whose name J.R. recognized, FENDI. J.R. opened the door for Sue Ellen. They walked into the showroom to see what they had to offer. Sue Ellen noticed a white linen suit on display in the corner of the showroom. She walked over to it, and touched one of the buttons on the tapered jacket. She said, "J.R., these buttons are made from actual stones. They're incredible." The pencil skirt had a back vent to allow for ease of walking. Sue Ellen asked, "Would you mind if I tried this on, Darlin'?" J.R said, "No, not at all, Honey. I'd love to see you in this." She asked the clerk if they had the suit in her size. The clerk said that she was fairly sure that they did. The clerk walked into the stockroom, and returned carrying the suit. She handed the suit to Sue Ellen. Sue Ellen walked into the fitting room, and closed the door. She put on the jacket, and buttoned the buttons. The low neckline of the jacket could be worn with, or without a camisole. Sue Ellen zipped the zipper of the skirt, and fastened the button. She straightened the jacket over the skirt, and opened the dressing room door. J.R. smiled at her as she turned around. He said, "The color of that suit looks fabulous against your tan skin, Sue Ellen." She asked, "What color of camisole should I wear under the jacket?" He grinned and said, "You don't need to wear one if you don't want to. That looks incredibly sexy, just the way it is." She kissed his cheek, and said, "I'll be right out," as she closed the door to the fitting room. She put the jacket and skirt on their hangers, and dressed in the clothes she wore into the store. J.R. paid for the suit, and carried the bag for Sue Ellen. They ate lunch at a café called the 'Trattoria Armando via Borgognissanti.'
J.R. had a surprise for Sue Ellen when they returned to the villa. He reached into the pocket of his jacket, and pulled out two tickets to Sue Ellen's favorite Italian opera, "Madama Butterfly." The opera was composed in 1904, by Giacomo Puccini. It told an intimate story, devoid of spectacle, and took place entirely in a house in Nagasaki. The plot line was simple; Girl wins boy, girl loses boy, girl commits hara kiri. The story told of a fifteen year old girl named Butterfly, and her crush on a dashing, but philandering United States Navy Officer, Captain Pinkerton. The story captures feelings of love and yearning, and pain. The arias tell of love, loss, hope, and despair - the stuff of which the very best operatic music is made. Sue Ellen had cried the first time J.R. took her to see the opera. She was moved beyond anything J.R. had ever seen. Her love of the opera had always been one of her attributes that J.R. respected, and admired. She hugged him when she saw the tickets. She asked, "When did you get these tickets, J.R.?" He said, "I paid for them when I bought our plane tickets. I figured this would be the perfect opportunity to take you out for a night on the town, and we could go out in style. I brought along my tuxedo, and I made sure that Teresa packed the gown you bought for our wedding." Sue Ellen looked worried, and said, "Are you sure that you're not upset that we didn't get married, J.R.?" He said, "I'd be lyin' to you if I said that I wasn't a little disappointed, but I'm beginnin' to like havin' you as a live-in lover." Sue Ellen said, "I hope you mean that? I don't want you to be disappointed or wind up resentin' the fact that we didn't get married." J.R. pulled her into his rams, and said, "The only thing I resent is lettin' you get away from me in the first place, Honey." He kissed her, and said, "We'd better hurry and get changed, I wouldn't want us to miss the opening night."
