Chapter 100
Rachel
Luca stopped in front of a store with no name, “Is this our next stop Massimo?” “Yes sweetheart, but Marco is going to fetch it for us.” “What is it?” “You’ll see later.” “You very mysterious today.” “I like being mysterious sometimes sweetheart.” Marco came out of the store with 2 black boxes. Interesting. “Where to boss” Luca asked “L’Oiseau Blanc” Massimo said. That sounded fancy.
When we arrived at L’Oiseau Blanc that was on top of the Peninsula Paris hotel there was panoramic views you could see the Eiffel Tower and Sacrè-Coerur Basilica. The restaurant decor exudes an air of elegance, evoking a bygone era of French aviation, which adds a nostalgic touch to the dining experience. We were seated by the Maître d’. Massimo ordered champagne and Scallops for the entrèe. “Did you enjoy your shopping today sweetheart?” “I did, I just feel guilty for all the money I spend.” “Sweetheart forget about the money.” “I can’t Massimo I’ve never spent so much money in my whole life never mind in one day.” “Sweetheart, think about it this way, you didn’t spend anything I did.” “That doesn’t make me feel better.” “You know I love you right?” “Yes, why Massimo?” “Other girls would have asked for more and would have shopped the whole day.” “I’m not other girls Massimo.” “Thank God for that.” The Maître d’ brought out entrèe and champagne and Massimo and I got quite enjoying our meal. Then he ordered Langoustine Royale for him and I ordered the Sea Bass. While we waited for our main course Massimo asked me “You ready for tonight sweetheart?” “I’m a bit scared but also excited if that makes sense.” “Off course it makes sense sweetheart, you’re afraid of the unknown. But that will make it more enjoyable for you, you have no expectations. All I asked from you is to follow my instructions tonight, I might push you out of your comfort zone, but I promise you, you will enjoy every minute tonight, I’ll make sure of it.” “What do you mean push me out of my comfort zone?” At that moment our main course arrived. The food look like art pieces and not something you could eat. The waiter explained my dish “The seabass, has been Pan-Seared with lemon beurre blanc sauce and Monsieur your Langoustine Royale” Massimo interrupted the waiter. “You don’t need to explain, thank you.” When the waiter left “Massimo that was rude” I told him. “We were busy with a conversation and I know what I ordered.” “His just doing his job love.” “I have more important things to talk about than food.” “Okay Massimo” “Now we where we? Oh yes push you out of your comfort zone, meaning, I’ll may ask you to do stuff that you normally wouldn’t” ”like what Massimo?” “No Bella that’s just going to spoil the evening, anticipation is part of the fun.” “Oh my gosh Massimo, you working me up here and not in a good way.” All he did was winked at me. “Eat Bella, you have another appointment.” “What appointment?” “Something I arranged.” “You going to leave it there?” “Absolutely.” The food was amazing, I gave Massimo a kiss and whispered in his ear “Thank you for the meal love.” “Just a pleasure sweetheart.” Then he gave me a sweet kiss. I thank the waiter. Then we were on our way back to the Hotel. Whatever my appointment is it’s probably at the hotel. When we opened the door of our Hotel room there was two ladies, one I recognize from the Chanel store, the other lady I presume is a hairdresser, because she had all the equipment for that. “Hi lady’s, hope you’ll take good care of her.” Massimo said. I looked at him “Massimo my makeup was already done today and I can style my own hair.” “Bella just enjoy it. I gave the girl that’s doing your make up instructions, your hair is your chose.” “Oh thank you very much.” I said sarcastically. “For that you getting a smack on the ass before we go.” I rolled my eyes at him. “Make that two, one on each butt cheek.” “Massimo!” “You want to go for three?” he asked seriously. “Fine” I gave up “Thank you.” “Was that so difficult Bella?” “A bit yes” “I’m leaving you with these lady’s, I’m going to check my e-mails.” He kissed me then left me with the pampering committee. The lady from Chanel said she will be first. “What instructions did he give you?” I asked her “He said darker and smokey.” “You know you just did my make up a few hours ago?” “Yes, I know manquer. But if a man like Monsieur Marchetti ask you to come and do his wife’s make up, you don’t say no.” Wife, really Massimo. “I understand don’t worry” I told her. She started by taking off the makeup she put on earlier then started to do it all over again. When she showed me the end product, I was stunned, it looked sexy and just right for what we’re doing tonight. “Thank you very much.” “What will we do with your her manquer?” The hair dresser asked. I thought about my outfit and my makeup and told her to do loose curls, simple but elegant. She took me to the bathroom and wash my hair, then she started with my hair. When she was done and I looked at myself in the mirror, I couldn’t believe it was me. Before she left, she said ‘see you soon’ that was strange. I went to the room and started to dress for the evening. I didn’t wear any underwear as the bodysuit will be doing that job. It was the most daring outfit I’ve ever bought never mind wear. The bodysuit was made out of lace and leather, the whole back of the suit was lace with the only leather being the G-string part, the front was a leather band around the neck, leather over my breast that just cover my nipples, then there was a big V opening in front, the V ended just above my belly button, my whole stomach and half of my breast was naked. I then put the leather skirt on we bought today and lacy stockings and knee length boots. I look in the mirror and everything from my hair, make up to my shoes looked like they were put together by a stylist, I looked sexy, if I may say so myself. I might pass as a hooker but a classy expensive hooker. I actually liked the look, I would never walk anywhere like this in South Africa or New York but here in Paris, I would try anything. I sprayed some of the Dior addict on, then went looking for Massimo. I walked into the lounge seeing Massimo from the back in a black suit, he must have heard me because he turned around and almost dropped his glass. I stood still and gave him time to look at me. “Fuck Rachel” Was his first words. “Oh my God you look absolutely incredible.” “Don’t I look like a hooker.” “God Rachel no you look … I don’t have words. Come here.” I walked over to him. He took my hand and put it on his crotch “You feel that Rachel, that’s how you look, I got instantly hard when I saw you. It’s going to be a difficult night for me and all the other poor bastards at the club that can only watch and not touch.” “You look handsome Massimo and smell divine as always.” “Thank you, sweetheart, but standing next to you I look like an ordinary man.” “You would never look like an ordinary man love.” “You to kind. Where’s your jacket sweetheart?” “Why love can’t I walk like this through the lobby?” “Fuck no, I don’t want the staff ogling you nor Marco and Luca.” “I’m just teasing love. It’s over the chair.” Massimo helped me into my jacket and made sure to close my jacket, I had to laugh at that. We were going to a sex club but he’s afraid of the hotel staff, Luca and Marco. We left the room; he took my hand and said “This is going to be a fun night; I can’t wait for you to experience this side of life.”
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