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Saturday, April 25, 2015

A story of getting laid

Disclaimer - The following post contains descriptions related to sex and might be inappropriate for certain audiences

Our hero in the story is a star performer in one of a leading software companies in India. Unmarried. Like all software engineers, he too had a dream of a company sponsored onsite job to an international location. Finally his dream was fulfilled. One month work in one of the customers office in Milan, Italy. He has been to many onsite jobs in India, but this was the first time for him abroad and he barely knew the conditions there. He imagined of cities like in India, but with bone piercing chill and of course better cleanliness. But lots of surprises awaited him in the city of Milan.

Our guy was informed that somebody would be there at the Milan Airport to pick him up. When he landed and came out of the airport, he saw a person with his name written on a placard. The person was dressed in a nice suit. The person should be someone from the customer office, he thought. Our guy went and said 'hello' to the person. Received a 'hello' in return. But nothing more. The new character barely spoke English. ("Ah, the days following would be quite fucked up without knowing the local language" - Our guy thought). But our guy understood that the person could recognise him. You are thinking how, right? The person had already picked up our guys luggage and started walking (:D). So our hero had no other option than to silently follow the person.

The person went straight to a Mercedes Benz TAXI. Yes. The man in the suit is a taxi driver (our guy pling!!!). Our hero looked at himself. He was wearing an old jeans (Yes. With a hole near the knee) and t-shirt pair. He felt embarrassed (dull). Our guy thought of taxi drivers in India. Khakhi or white shirt and pant, shabbily dressed, unruly hair and with pan parag in mouth; spitting occasionally here and there. Our hero developed some respect for the well dressed driver. After keeping the luggage in the back when the driver came to open the door for him, our hero told himself silently - "Sir, please sit in the passenger seat backside. I will take the wheel (:-P)"

The taxi went straight to a hotel which looked like some palace (Later after seeing some real palaces our hero will change his opinion). A welcome drink was there on check-in. The room was huge. Even the bathroom was as big as hotel rooms he used to stay in India. The bathroom even had a bath tub to have a relaxed bathing experience. The bed in the room was very soft and spongy. There were many other facilities including fridge, owen, coffee maker and iron-box. He could see a list there upon the fridge which marked complementary and billable items. Coffee sachets were complementary. Daily one juice and a cookie packet also came in the complementary list. Additional use of these would be billed. Other billable items include chocolates, condoms etc (Don't think that only items starting with C are billable :-P).

The hotel surprises didn't stop here. He removed the veil of the balcony wind-shields to discover that the view was fantastic from the balcony. The balcony had a view of an enormous swimming pool. Also there was from the balcony to step into the pool. Decks and chairs were also there for sunbath. Standing high across the hotel is the Santa Maria Basilica giving a nice view from the balcony. Just like any other tourist coming to the hotel, he too took some selfies facing the pool and the Basilica. Also one in the bath tub and one putting the shower cap. Didn't stop there. Took another selfie giving a victory pose with condoms put on his fingers. All to share with his friends and some to put in facebook. Everybody should drop their jaw seeing the pictures.

It was a five day working week there at customer premises. Saturday and Sunday were holidays. But will get allowance for work days as well as holidays. wooooww... Our guy had a small fear going to office on the first day considering the language issues and the first direct overseas customer experience he is going to have. But the friendly behaviour of the employee working with him there in customer office actually made him relax. The person knew good English and acted as a translator for our guy in case anybody he interacted with didn't speak English. That chap was below 30 years of age. That means both are almost of same age. This person always made sure that our guy is comfortable and there is nothing lacking during his tenure there. Time after time coffee and snacks were made available.

The first day during lunch the person asked our guy whether he will eat non-veg. But seeing the manner our hero ate that day, the person never enquired again about food preferences(giggle). Our hero was actually feasting there. While eating lunch from there, our guy thought of the idiotic customers in India who made him work till midnight and bought him only a small pizza to eat for the day. One day, this blind binge eating created some trouble for our guy. He ate pork that day and it seemed that it was not well cooked. As a side effect, he got a swollen eye with heavy pain. It was that person in customer office who took him to hospital that day and bought him medicines. Took him back to hotel also. This incident marked the starting of a small friendship between those two.

That very weekend - Saturday and Sunday. Our guy was staying back at hotel with swollen eyes, unable to go out anywhere for sight seeing cos of that. What to do? But there was some other thing in his wishlist to do before he returned to India. It was sex. He wanted to give a try. Till now he has never approached a girl. This is the first time. Therefore had a little fear too. He knew that prostitution is legal there in Italy. But didn't know where to go. He was not familiar with the city and its specific places for, ahem, 'jolly fun'. He was reluctant to ask the customer friend too. "What he will think!!!" - Our guys mind was swaying. Finally after lots of thought he decided to give a call to the friend. "Silly Thing" - The customer friend said. Was nothing embarrassing for him. It was very common there in Italy (:-P)

That night the customer friend took our guy outside. They went to a famous brothel in Milan. Brothels were called as 'Entertainment Centres' in Italy. The multi-storey building from outside looked like a pub and beer parlour. Lots of people sat and had beer in the arrival hall enjoying the music which was played there. The soft tunes of guitar were relaxing. Entering through the door inside will reach a big reception. The manager of the brothel stood there at the reception. Girls available were standing opposite to the reception wearing only lingerie. The customer friend had a talk with the manager first. 100EURO is the charge for 2hours. Should pay first. In normal cases our guy would have lost consciousness on hearing '100EUROs'. But he had come decided. He wanted to get laid despite what expense he had. He slipped a 100EURO note in the friend's hand who paid the manager. The manager gave green signal to select the girl our guy wanted. He pointed out a beautiful skinny girl. The girl did a cat walk towards our guy and took him towards the stairs. The friend gave our guy an ALL THE BEST (y) and told him that he would be waiting outside.

The ladies actually took customers to rooms available in the brothel itself. There are many types of rooms there, like that available in a hotel. For 100EURO you get a room with a bed and a bath tub. There are costly SUITE rooms also available. The first thing the girl do after reaching the room would be bathing their customers. This is important to keep away from foul smell as well as keeping the organs clean. The beautiful lady stripped our guy of his dresses and pushed him into the bath tub. She washed him with a shower gel which smelled of jasmine. She too undressed and cleansed herself. While cleaning herself, she gave our guy an opportunity to bathe her using the shower gel. While bathing her, he played with her small perky boobies. They were beautiful. By the time they finished, our hero was fully aroused.

After finishing the bath which took around 20min, she made him sit on the bed and asked him something, which to our hero was as good as an alien language. "English???" - Our guy asked her. She gave a negative response to him shaking her head. Bull shit. She don't know English. A panic rushed into his mind. This is his first time and he was expecting the girl to manage everything. He was looking forward to this, not only as a pleasure appointment but also as an opportunity for learning. Now how does he ask her to clear any doubt. How does he tell her that its his first time and he actually has no clue on where to start. She started showing some gestures using her hand. He too tried to tell her via gestures that its his first time. But in vain. Both of them didn't understand each other. Half an hour lost this way. Not only time. He lost his erection too. As a last option our guy called the customer friend and told him the problem. The friend asked him to give the phone to the girl. They had a brief conversation. The phone came back to our guy and the friend told him that he informed the lady everything. Our guy was still in a panic mood. The friend asked him to relax and told him that the girl will manage everything. Our guy just need to relax and enjoy.

The girl started smiling at our guy. Our guy first felt as if she was making fun of him. After all this is his first time(:P). But she just wanted to be nice. She took him in her hand and shook him up to erection. Took a condom and slipped it on him. She took her own ways to get a foreplay feel as the guy was not at all familiar. And you cannot imagine the joy he was feeling. After that she pushed him to his back and climbed over him. Yes. It was the moment. She slipped him inside her. She took the initiative to make the movements. After sometime she laid on her back and gave him the opportunity and space. But again she had to slip him in as our guy found it difficult to find the exact place.

The girl tried everything she knew to satisfy our guy. Even after 10 minutes he was pretty hard without seeing an end. Continued, she reached orgasm and still couldn't bring it out of him. She tried for some more time but in vain. She then told our guy by gesture that she will try a handjob. The handjob too couldn't bring the ejaculation. She now started showing gesture if he can do it by himself as her hand started paining. Our guy could understand from her face that she had some problem and was uncomfortable. So he decided not to go ahead. But he wanted to see her Vagina as he never had a chance to see the female sex organ directly. He wanted to clearly know where he could go in. The girl indicated that he should only see and do nothing else. He spread her legs and took a clear view of what was in there. Meanwhile he heard a knock in the door.

The knock was meant for an alarm. That only 15min is left on the clock for the two hour session to finish. Again the girl couldn't communicate this to our guy and required the friend's help to do it. The friend informed our guy that time is over and he should take a wash and get dressed. Our guy got dressed, thanked the girl, gave her a tip of 10EURO for her kind behaviour and finally a kiss on her cheek. After leaving, our guy told the friend that it was not success. The friend who was a married guy, chuckled. He kept smiling and gave a wise and valuable advice - "It is love which will bring  all satisfaction to sex. Its an act of love. An exchange of love."

True indeed.

Of course our hero returned home a bit richer ;-)

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