Joyce's "errand"

Joyce was not going on an errand. Rather than driving to any store, she pulled up to a modest hotel. It wasn't anything fancy, but still a nice place for people to stay at. She walks up to the front desk and the woman sitting at it.

"Excuse me, I'm here to see Vincenzo Marino. My name's Joyce Bernstein."

The woman checks her notes. "Ah, we were told to expect you. Room 204, Ms. Bernstein."

"Thank you very much," Joyce says with a smile, quickly heading up the stairs to the second floor. Before long she reaches the room in question. She gives it a knock and says: "Ciao, bello!"

There's a sudden patter of feet, a turn of a lock, and then the door opens to reveal an attractive older man of graying hair and beard, and Mediterranean complexion. Also, perhaps more importantly, completely naked.

"Ehi, bellissima! It's been too long, Joyce!" He greets her with passionate enthusiasm.

She smirks, openly looks down. "More than long enough I'd say."

He laughs merrily. "Please, come in."

She walks in, letting him close the door before she wraps her arms around his neck, giving him a deep, affectionate kiss.

"Happy you could finally come in to port, sailor," Joyce says in a sultry tone.

"Si. I apologize I could not be here sooner. It was the first time I could get time off. The corporate overlords have been in high demand," Vincenzo mutters, but manages not to let it ruin his mood. "How is Bernie?"

"She's good, but is learning about herself. She is more like us than she thinks, and isn't sure how to handle it," Joyce explains, taking her coat off and hanging it up.

The two had met at a gathering of like-minded individuals in Venice while Joyce was on one of her book tours. Vincenzo was a cruise ship captain who was on one of his furloughs. The two had met and hit it off, including a very passionate week together before Joyce returned home. Little did she know Vincenzo had left her with a surprise, a pregnancy. It took her some time, but she managed to contact him once more. Both were free spirits who were not interested in anything like a conventional marriage, but Vincenzo insisted on wanting to help support Joyce and their daughter. The two remained close, and would meet many times again over the years, with Joyce keeping the identity of Bernie's father secret.

"She is seeing this Gary fellow, yes? Are they having problems?" He asks, concerned.

"I don't know. Bernie's cousin, Ben, has come to town, and they have always been close." She says as she starts to undress.

"Ah yes, cousins can be like that. My cousin, Giulia, temperment of a wolf, but the ass of a goddess," Vincenzo says with exaggerated awe.

Joyce laughs as she pulls off her shirt. "How is Giulia these days?"

"She is good! Still working in physical therapy! She still says you're a randy succubus!" He teases, eyeing her swaying breasts

"Ha! That woman has as great a sexual appetite as anyone I've met! To be called a succubus by her is a compliment!" She jokes fondly. "I mean how many children is she on now?"

"Six. Four beautiful girls and two strapping lads."

"And how many are yours?" She teases, bending over as she pulls her pants and underwear down, making sure her ass and pussy are pointed straight at him.

Vincenzo swallows hard, his cock fully erect. "I suspect at least two. Vittoria, she has my eyes I think, and Riccardo, the way the boy admires women..definitely reminds me of me."

Joyce pulls off her socks, the last of her clothes. "I'm glad they're doing well." She walks over to him, grinning. "Perhaps you could admire me now?"

"This is something I can happily do."