When they returned to the apartment, the dark and statuesque Monique, who dressed only in a silk kimono robe, greeted them and led them to the bathroom where a hot shower and bath were already drawn, and ready for the three of them. Prior to their arrival back at the apartment Kincaid had instructed Monique to be ready to give Michele an introduction into the art of female love. Once inside the spacious bathroom, Monique took Michele by the hand and led her and Kincaid to the shower, where the three of them stepped into the steamy mist. By now, Michele was so drunk with lust that it took no encouragement to get her to relax and enjoy the feeling of both Monique and Kincaid making love to her as they soaped her up and then fucked her under both the gentle shower spray, as well as in the large bath tub, all of which was done under the watchful audience of Michele's husband, Barry, as well as the 500,000 others on the Internet who had now learned about and had logged into the increasingly popular website. For Barry, it was an erotic rush to watch his wife be defiled in a way that he had only dreamed about; yet, for some reason he had strong feeling that something was not right, and that it may have been a mistake to let his wife travel to Paris and fulfill her darkest fantasies.
Kincaid, Michele, and Monique enjoyed their wet and soapy love making for nearly an hour until Maurice returned to the apartment. As Maurice let his presence be known, Kincaid told Michele that the time was short and that they would have to get ready for their evening at the Moulin Rouge and for Katya's party in Versailles. Breathlessly, after both succumbing to several mind-blowing orgasms, Monique led Michele out of the tub and wrapped themselves together in a gigantic towel to dry off and continue their loving kisses and explorations of each others bodies. Kincaid then excused himself and told Monique that she had one hour to prepare Michele for the evening. With her master's order, Monique led Michele to the master bedroom where she sat Michele down in front of a mirror and told her to relax as she prepared her hair, and then applied her makeup.
Meanwhile, as Monique prepared Michele for the evening, Kincaid, who was listening in to their conversation on the webcam, began planning for Michele's daily regimen of training, which would commence at Katya's party. As Kincaid finished dressing, in his own European way, he summoned Maurice to his study and told his trusty assistant that in one week he would make an offer to Barry that he would be unable to refuse. However, when Kincaid was asked by Maurice, who was in fact Kincaid's subordinate in the spy agency, what would he then do if Michele's husband refused, Kincaid looked sternly at the monitor that showed Monique preparing his new lover for the evening, and then said, "You know me Maurice, I have killed men over much less. My years in the service taught me that everyone has their price! Should her husband balk, well then he will have a very rude awakening. From what I can tell, and from what I have heard, it will not be much of a challenge to make Michele forever mine, especially when she learns about what crimes her husband will soon be arrested, thanks to a special program I placed in his home computer several months ago."
Elsewhere, Monique prepared Michele for the evening, during which she dropped hints as to what she was to expect during her vacation and time with Kincaid in France. Without giving away any details, Monique told Michele that her time with Kincaid was to be life changing, and that she would have a tough time leaving such a man as he. As they talked, woman to woman, Michele began telling Monique about her husband Barry. It was clear to Monique that Michele was not truly happy in her marriage, and that it would not take much for Kincaid to claim this beautiful American as his own. As Michele talked, Monique, with the expertise of a trained investigator, was able to draw out of her charge a great deal of emotional information that she would need to report back to Kincaid, especially the fact that, the night before her departure, she and Barry had an argument that nearly became violent.
As the end of the hour approached, Monique led Michele over to the walk in closet and told her to choose what she wanted to wear for the evening. The only requirement, which was requested by Kincaid, was that Michele should wear something black and sheer. What Michele chose was a very sexy, yet very elegant number designed by Alexandra Kerry from Paris's famous Lingerie Avenue. The dress was a simple black sheath number, with a sexy slit on the right side of the skirt, which fit her trim body like a glove. Monique suggested that Michele wear black stockings and thong underneath. Finishing off Michele's fashion ensemble was a pair of black sandels.
At precisely 8 p.m. Kincaid knocked on the door and entered, as he looked at the fashion model before him. Michele was beautiful! She was both elegant, classy, and full of smoldering sexuality in the first of many evening gowns and dressed he planned on having her wear. The fact that Michele wore no jewelry made her even more beautiful, and since she was a natural beauty who needed little makeup, he knew that she would be a popular site at Katya's, especially since the dress was completely see through. It took Kincaid a few seconds to take the site of his new American lover all in as he smiled and told her how beautiful she looked in her sheer and sexy dress, and how marvelous a job Monique had performed in preparing Michele for the evening's entertainment and festivities. Kincaid then led his new found love to the elevator and down to the main street where Maurice was waiting to take them to the Moulin Rouge for their 9:00 p.m. reservations for dinner.
Since they had returned from the café and their alley interlude, the air in Paris had suddenly become filled with humidity that neared 90 percent. Normally Kincaid would have complained, but when he saw that the humidity made Michele's dress cling to her shapely body he just smiled and offered a silent prayer to the gods of thunder and lightening. Once in the back of the limousine, Michele and Kincaid embraced and slowly began to kiss and pet. Kincaid, who knew that the Paris traffic would be congested, took control of the situation and ordered Michele to begin sucking his cock, while he pulled up her skirt and began feasting and drinking from her moist cunt, as he hiked her skirt, which was made of wrinkle free satin, up around her waist, and positioned himself under her bottom.
For the next 30 minutes Kincaid and Michele feasted on the juices of the others as Maurice expertly guided the German vehicle to the Moulin Rouge. As Kincaid and Michele sucked and fucked, Maurice did his best to concentrate on the task of getting Michele and Kincaid safe to the theatre, but such a task was made difficult with the sight, sounds and smells of the sex emanating from the back of the automobile. Kincaid was the first to explode as he groaned and emptied his spunk down Michele's greedy throat, until he was spent. Michele however continued to suck and lick every last drop without letting any spill out from her lips and onto her expensive dress. Then, as Michele licked up the last of Kincaid's salty spunk, her back arched down in a sudden and sharp reaction to her own orgasm, the sound of which nearly caused Maurice to veer off the road. Michele's orgasmic pussy juice coated her French lover's face as she muffled her cries of pleasure with Kincaid's still hard cock, until finally, after several minutes of heavy breathing and panting, in the heat of afterglow, she slowly zipped up and then got off her lover, and then put her now exposed breasts back into her dress as the two of them kissed lovingly, as Kincaid tied her dress straps tight and lowered and smoothed her hiked up dress.
It was at that moment that Kincaid said to Michele, ''I Love You!''
Kincaid's words caught her off-guard, but, despite the jet lag and intense eroticism of her first few hours in Paris, there was no denying in her heart that she felt the same, yet at that moment she was afraid to say those words in return. Instead, Michele just turned around and looked tearfully and lovingly into Kincaid's eyes and said, "In my heart I think I love you, but I'm not ready to say the words."
To which Kincaid replied, "You will soon, mon amour," kissing her deeply, as he felt Michele's heart and soul begin to further surrender to him, thanks in large part to the romantic power that is Paris.
For the remainder of the drive Michele and Kincaid sat silently and held each other lovingly as they passed through the most romantic part of the city, and watched as the sun slowly disappeared for the day. Soon they arrived, but the doors didn't open until about 9:30pm, so those with reservations had to stand outside and wait in the hot and humid Paris early evening. However, Kincaid had arranged for he and Michele to be the first ones in, so that he and his love would not have to wait long, in the sweltering weather, with those who were queued. As they arrived, Kincaid mentioned to Michele that he thought this was pretty stupid and inconsiderate of the Moulin Rouge management, considering how hot it was outside and how cool it was inside because of the air-conditioning.
