During the late sixties, Gisèle had high hopes of finding the spotlight in Louisiana. Working as a exotic dancer in the most upscale cabaret in French Headquarters. She encounters the finest gentlemen which happens to be a multimillionaire who finds...
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The past two weeks, Gisele was in ultimate paradise with Giovanni. He had shown her his upmost chivalry such as, waking her up with breakfast in bed every morning, leaving rose baths with candles for relaxation. During the evening, he brought a personal spa each day as night treatment. Giovanni showered her with the most expensive gifts of wardrobe and allowing her on shopping sprees accompanied by his two bodyguards and Stefano.
In her eyes, everything was all new to her and him allowing her into his world was more than what she could ever imagine. It almost did not feel like reality yet so enchanting. Who would have thought that an ordinary gal from the city of Louisiana would catch the heart throbbing French-Italian millionaire. The chances of that happening were slim to none and highly unlikely so the constant question lingered in her mind once more. Why'd he choose me?
She paused, looking at the curve of her ass as she flattened out the silk robe that covered her thighs. Her hands slowly traveled down her chest which exposed cleavage under her red, silky laced top then towards her shorts. She bit her bottom lip hard before sliding her hand inside. Her mouth slightly opened at the sensation of her flower being rubbed. She had never had intercourse and her hormones were at the peak of craving pleasure. Occasionally, she would play with herself when no one was around. She was at the tender age of eighteen, afterall.
Lately, Gisele was coming onto a breaking point of wanting more. She had desired to be touched the way women had displayed in movies and magazines. She had always heard about how satisfying and amazing sex came to be. Of course, she didn't desire to have it with anyone but a lover that would be gentle with her body. After living with Giovanni, her mind couldn't help but fantasize. She had wondered whether he was a man of pleasure and the kind of activities he indulged in. He resembled someone who took full control during the experience and that thought alone, left her in strong curiosity.
Giovanni had conducted a meeting with her based on important facts to discuss. She was both anxious yet eager to find out. A knock interrupted her thoughts as she gasped from the sudden loud sound against her door. "May I come in, madam?" One of the girls questioned softly. Allowing a sigh to escape, she tied her robe over her chest. "Yes you may."
The maid walked in with an unfamiliar woman behind her. Her skin was pale as snow as she wore a crimson red lipstick that made her heart shaped lips pop. Her dark eyes stayed on Gisele wearing a grin. "Grand risings, I am Claire. I am an honorable and skilled fashion designer who has not only designed for many brands most known for their style like Balmain and Chanel, but I have initially worked for the Di Vinci family for what feels like a decade. I've heard all about you and I must say, it's nice to formerly meet you."
