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In the beginning, it was just one more evening in a Parisian bourgeois

near the Place Bastille.

The kind of party where, if the music is not too bad, you tell yourself when you

leave that this evening wasn't too bad after all.

The only thing that will have ruined my life will have been meeting my ex,

Sylvain.

Kristoffer was irresistible with his lavish charm.

We had already exchanged glances at other Saturday night parties, but each

time he was accompanied, so was I.

Tonight he came alone, and so did I.

A simple glance and a smile were enough, and we found ourselves there kissing.

i could feel him getting hard under his jeans i had only one desire to turn

around and get caught but i had to do things right not to go too fast

i didn't want him to think i was a slut

Hmm.

Shhh.

um um

He was just standing there looking at me.

I don't know why I smiled at him. He smiled at me too.

I looked at Kristoff who looked at the guy as if not asking him out but letting

him look at us had been like a consent.

Kristoff understood.

Please. Please.

Please.

Please.

Mm -hmm.

Oh, Jesus.

He held a cell phone in his hand, which covered his face, but I could hear his

voice.

He was still and reassuring. He was emanating an innate strength about him,

serene and masculine.

I was also obsessed with his hands.

They were well -groomed, firm and powerful.

I could hear snippets of his conversation.

Tonight I'll fantasize about him, about his hands, his voice, and I'll touch

myself.

I'll probably use one of my new toys.

If only I dared to approach him. If only I took a chance.

Most of my friends would do it without batting an eyelid. But not me, no.

I'm too shy.

I foraged around in my bag and I found a piece of paper.

I wrote down my phone number and a very forward invitation.

I've got a better proposal for you tonight than hanging out with friends.

I stood up and put the piece of paper on the table.

I turned around, petrified by what I had just done.

I couldn't turn around and smile at him.

I could feel his gaze on me, on my legs, and on my arms.

He called me ten minutes later.

We decided that he would come over to my place at 8 o 'clock.

He said he loved watching my legs on high heels as I walked away.

We spoke about my passion for high heels and my taste in lingerie.

He asked me what moved me to leave him the note.

Anyone there?

I told him that despite not even seeing his face, his voice and hands were all I

needed.

I can't remember whose idea it was, his or mine.

But I agreed to leave the door open and wear a blindfold over my eyes so that I

wouldn't see his face.

Do you like the sound of my voice?

Yes.

um you

You're beautiful.

Thanks.

It's good.

That's good.

The milf over there. You see her?

Oh, I love when you're jealous.

Oh, come on. You're the same.

If a guy was looking at me like that, he would go nuts.

No, first of all, I'd ask you if you like her.

What?

Look, I remember you have memories about her recently.

What do you think about her?

Well, she looks glossy.

Dope.

Perfect for one night stand.

Alright.

Hello, my name is Anya.

Have a seat.

Oh, it's nice in here.

Would you like something to drink?

A glass, please. What would you like?

I'll see what we have.

Look at Marie.

I'm going to kiss her.

Thank you.

Thank you.

But if he had sold that apartment, he even would still be at the agency.

He wasn't a bad seller.

Yes, I don't know. I guess it's a bad idea to manage people.

Thanks.

Manage property, show people around, and flirt with every single colleague at

work. Oh, you're very hard on him. He could sell.

Yeah, he was a good seller, but noticed anything between him and Maud?

No. Are you saying he's sleeping with Maud? Of course. That's why he got

fired. They would always show houses together, and you notice?

Lady gets what they were up to during the visits. I had to let him go for my

agency at the same time.

You know the rest.

Oh, yeah, that's the reason.

So I guess Pierre was pretty pissed and then fired Yvonne.

But then why didn't he fire Maude, too?

Because Maude was also fucking Pierre.

Oh, now that's a slut.

But why is she such a slut?

If a guy fucks several chicks, he's a darn one. And when it's a woman, she's

suddenly a slut? No, that's not what you meant to say.

Oh, no, no, no, that's not what I meant to say. Hang on. If she wants to be a

slut, no problem.

And I'm not at all jealous. When somebody else is barking, you can't be

jealous anyway.

No, but everyone is free to fantasize. We women can do what we want.

Yes, I agree. Oh, yes, I have no problem with that at all. No, I know too much

about you guys.

You're just pissed because she hasn't chosen to fuck you.

Ah, no, me? I'm a married man, you know. I don't try to pull out the office.

But you know we could invite her over to the house sometime this month.

Mm -hmm.

We could make your fantasy happen.

But it's just a fantasy.

Hang on.

Your wife proposes you have a three -way and you turn it down?

No, I'm not. She's great.

In that case, honey, your fantasy could also come true.

And what is your fantasy, Anna?

Should I tell him now?

Mm -hmm.

To fuck a handsome black man.

Shall we go to the bedroom?

you

Put your finger inside, honey.

Fuck me.

How do you want me to pleasure you now?

go out looking for a date. I've signed up to several dating apps on my phone.

It's simple and very efficient.

But aren't you scared of meeting men that you don't know anything about?

Years ago, I would meet them in bars.

It was long and tedious.

Now I get the essentials. I go out shopping and I consume.

It's free range and ready to eat straight away.

Oh, I'd be too frightened.

You know what?

You could meet somebody at a cafe first.

And then you can decide...

Then do what you want. You like the guy, it's back to his place of yours.

And all of the crazies? What about them?

It's far more likely that the guy looks nothing like his picture than him trying

to hurt you.

Right. There we are.

We just need to wait for them to dry.

I love them.

That's great. And tonight is date night.

If you want to try a dating app, here are a couple of links.

Try them out, and that way we'll have something else to talk about during our

next meeting.

Well, that's it. Time to sign off.

So, let's see what comes next.

I'm waiting for you men out there.

Hi there, how are you?

Fine, how about you? Very well, thanks. Did you find the place okay?

Yeah, perfect.

Super.

Please, come in.

Would you like something to drink?

I haven't really come here for a drink, you know.

Oh, really?

You're pretty submissive, right?

You're wearing the garter belt like I asked you. Yeah.

Show me a little.

A little higher.

Turn around.

Lift it up.

Bend over a little.

Your legs are magnificent.

Thank you.

Come a little closer to me.

Over here.

Mm.

Marry my dream. She was my queen.

A castle on a mountain top, rivers and streams.

Fucking sunlight from the sky in my pocket. Give it to you later.