COTE D'AZUR ADVENTURES CH.6
Nice, Cote D'Azur, South of France, October 12, 1978.
Doug Anderson had moved to Europe in the summer of 1978 for work. His head office was in Geneva, but most of his time was spent in the south of France. He kept an apartment in Nice, 5
th
largest city in France, gateway to Italy and a hotbed of crime and corruption.
The Cote D'Azur was the playground of the rich and famous. Rock stars, Hollywood legends and faded European royalty all lived there. From Cannes to Monaco, there was always a party going on; and always a seamy undercurrent of criminality persisted. Smugglers, drug dealers, con men and prostitutes were everywhere.
Nice was its capital and for Doug, a transplanted Canadian from Montreal, it was a great place to be.
Doug was 6'3" tall blue eyed and blonde, with a trim body honed by years of competitive swimming. At the age of 27, he still swam to stay in shape and had a very impressive physique with broad shoulders, slim waist, and very strong legs. He was also the proud owner of a very large, fat 10-inch cock that the super tight jeans of the day did little to hide.
Thursday night Doug headed over to the Felix to meet the girls for dinner. Arriving promptly at 7:00, Paul the Maรฎtre D' led him straight to their usual table where the girls were waiting, a bottle of champagne cooling on ice by the table.
DeeDee and Sarah stood and hugged Doug, giving him the usual double peck on the cheeks. Sarah, however, gave him the rare third kiss on the lips, a kiss reserved for the closest of friends. DeeDee squeezed her lovely ass into the banquette and patted the seat next to her.
"Come on Dooglas, you get to sit between us."
Doug slid in, followed by Sarah. He now had a blonde beauty on either side. He leaned back, spread his arms and let the girls nestle into his embrace. They snuggled in, Sarah pressing her impressive rack into his chest, DeeDee reaching in to caress his thigh, slowly moving her hand up to the impressive bulge in his jeans.
Doug was in heaven. A glass of champagne in front of him, a gorgeous blonde in each arm. Life did not get any better than this.
His reverie was interrupted by Paul who had come to take their order.
"Order whatever you want girls, this ones on the company. Tomorrow's a big day."
"Ooh good, can we have the lobster?" DeeDee asked.
"You can have anything you want. Paul, how about 3 grilled lobsters, salad and a bottle of Chablis to wash it down."
"Excellent choice monsieur, coming right up."
"Thank You Paul."
"So, Douglas, what's the occasion?"
"Tomorrow, I have an appointment in Monaco at one of the most prestigious jewellers in the south of France. Gustavo Gioffredo called and says he has some very special stones for me to see. Gioffreddos' family have been in Monte Carlo for years. They are one of the most respected jewellers in France and my boss is one of their best clients. When Gustavo calls, I go, no questions asked."
"So, what are you going to see?" Sarah asked.
"Not sure. He mentioned an old client and some very lavish settings. That usually means huge earrings, necklaces and pendants, probably some rings too. And I'm going to need you two to come with me."
"Why, we can't afford that kind of stuff."
"I need models."
"I won't do any nude modelling." Sarah stated firmly.
"No, not that kind of modelling!" Doug responded, although he could certainly imagine Sarah posing nude.
"I need jewellery models. See, I'm authorized to purchase stones up to a certain dollar value, no questions asked. For larger, more important pieces I have to take photos and send them to New York for authorization. That's where you come in. I need models to pose with the jewelry. The settings look much better posed on a real person than on a display stand."
"That sounds like fun. What do you think Sarah, should we skip school and go jewellery shopping in Monte Carlo?"
"Jewellery shopping anywhere is my definition of fun. We're in!"
"Excellent, pick me up at 9:30. It's always best to go jewellery shopping in a Mercedes, n'est-ce pas?"
"That sounds like a plan. Now where's that lobster?"
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The next morning, promptly at 9:30 Doug came down the stairs into the lobby. He could see the big Mercedes parked in front of the hotel.
"Good morning, Monsieur Dooglas."
"Good morning, Madame" he replied as he walked by the front desk. He was briefly stricken with a sense that there might have been a bit of warmth in her greeting. Must be his imagination.
"Good morning, ladies."
"Good morning, Dooglas" Sarah and DeeDee chimed in unison.
The drive over to Monte Carlo was terrifying as usual with Sarah behind the wheel. She drove the Basse Corniche like a Formula 1 driver, pounding the big sedan around corners that edged onto cliffs leading to certain death. Sarah quietly hummed as she drove, her passengers holding on for dear life.
They found the perfect parking spot, right in front of Gioffredos' which was a minor miracle given the parking situation in Monte Carlo. Getting out, Doug opened the door for DeeDee. As she climbed out, he realized the girls had dressed the part. They were dressed for jewellery shopping in Monte Carlo!
DeeDee wore a mid calf length skirt with matching top made of a light gauzy material that had the flowery pattern of the material flowing with her every move. Very feminine, very chic and it suited her perfectly.
Sarah came around the front of the car and stunned Doug with her outfit. She wore a one-piece pantsuit made of a silky diaphanous material that clung to her voluptuous figure, showing off her long legs and prominent bust. As she walked, the material whispered between her legs and her breasts jiggled in waves of silken splendour.
The girls stood next to each other, arm in arm, posing for Doug's appreciative look.
"What do you think Dooglas, how do we look?"
"You two look fantastic. I'm wondering if there's a hotel nearby."
"No silly, you have work to do. Come on."
DeeDee led the way, walking into Gioffredos' as if she was a regular customer. Sarah followed. Doug hung back, admiring her butt and those legs that went on forever.
They stood three abreast inside the front door, Doug in the middle, the two gorgeous blondes flanking him.