Paris! Isn’t it every girl’s dream to spend a romantic weekend in Paris, on the side of a wonderful man, indulging in romance and luxury? My dream of Paris came true!
One day David called me and asked, if I fancied a little weekend escape with him. David is one of my beloved clients. He is a true old school gentleman. Always highly respectful, genuine and kind. He calls me his princess and this is how I really feel in his company.
Everything was arranged in advance, my flight, the hotel, the activities and of course the fee for my time.
My plane landed in Paris on a Saturday early in the morning. David was already waiting for me at the arrival, with a red rose in his hand. “Bienvenue a Paris, Veronique! You look beautiful mon chèrie!” I could feel a huge smile spreading across my face. “My darling, you know how to make a girl happy, don’t you!” I replied. A girl doesn’t need much to feel special. A little gesture of kindness such as the red rose, and a few gentle words are enough to make a girl smile. On days like today, I love my job! Back in UK I am simply an Escort London but here in Paris, I am a princess.
We stayed at a luxurious boutique hotel Les Jardins de la Villa, right in the heart of Paris. When you entered the hotel you could smell the scent of fresh roses. The unique décor, the love for detail and the overwhelmingly warm service made you want to stay forever. Not only the lobby and restaurant were magical but also the rooms. The huge bath was made of little mosaic stones that reminded you on pompous Turkish baths. I stroke the little stones with my hand, smiling, imagining what I was going to do in this bath later with David.
Our first day in Paris was a surprise for me. He planned the activities secretly and even with my charm I could not get a word out of him. It was a beautifully sunny day and so we left the hotel for our little adventure. Having strolled along the streets and little squares, we stopped for lunch in a càfe. Champagne and a salmon sandwich for lunch, pure heaven. I could not resist the temptation of a macaroon for dessert! We stayed there for a while and just watched the people and the world pass by. I have not felt so relaxed and good in a long time. Life as a High class London escorts life can be very hectic and on a fast track but here in Paris, the world stood still and it was only David and I who were the centre of the universe. previous david tried escort girls from : http://www.londonsleadingladies.com/brazilian-escorts
After the delicious lunch break David took me to the Erotic Museum, which I loved immediately. Set over several floors you could follow the history and development of sex and the changes in attitude towards sex. It was fascinating reading about the brothels that were built during Napoleon times. Where a brothel was not just an underground basement like these days but an ostentatious palace with magnificent rooms. Where stunning ladies were dressed in pure silk and looked like divas and not prostitutes. Where clients could afford a fortune on a girl and not just a fee for a quick massage. I could see myself being set back in time and working there. Not just as in Independent Escort Manchester but as a prestigious high class prostitute. The museum had also an educational video corner, where videos on various sexual practices were showed. It made me smile to see a young couple sitting in the video corner and watching a documentary on how to please a woman. As a Mature Escort London from www.mscourtesan.com website . I possess a unique erotic capital with great skills of seduction. No video corners or books can compromise for a life long experience.
After our visit to the Erotic Museum we went back to our hotel to get ready for the big night out. Deep in me I hoped we were going to one of the burlesque shows that Paris was so famous for. However, David said nothing and kept smiling cheekily at me. At 7pm a taxi picked us up. Purple dress, black heels, big and curly hair, bright big eyes and red lipstick, I looked like a star and really felt like one. We got dropped off in a side street in front of a smart looking restaurant where classic music was playing and sleek waiters were comforting every of our needs. The meal was delightful and so was the dessert, the second one today. I kept reminding myself that I would lose all those consumed calories by making passionate love to David later.
After dinner we walked back onto the main road, and there I could see it: Red carpet, red lights, and a sign saying ‘Crazy Horse Saloon’. I was over the moon! Inside we were already expected by an attentive host, who took us to our table with chilled champagne waiting to be popped. The place was crowded with people. The atmosphere was a mixture of a theatre and a strip bar. I was so excited and kept squeezing David’s hand tight, kissing him and grinning like a Cheshire cat. And then the lights went off and I held on my breath. The girls looked magnificent! Their bodies were smooth like the sculptures of ancient Greek goddesses, their faces were stunning. I have never felt erotic feelings toward any women but on that night I could have gone back to the hotel with one of them. Back in our room I could still feel the excitement and desire burning in me. That night David hasn’t slept at all as I kept him awake with my thirst for love.
Following morning we decided to have a relaxed and chilled day. It was beautiful and sunny again and so we spent the whole day walking along the river Seine, visiting main tourist attractions. Shopping on Champs D’ Elysee, as this is something that an independent london escorts deserves, being treated to nice things. We spent a lot of time sitting in street cafés, drinking wine, soaking in the vitamin D from the warm sunshine, forgetting about all our troubles of every day life. Then here in Paris life stood still and you were floating in your happy emotions.
In the evening we cruised on a ship, passing the Eiffel Tower that was magnificently lit, enjoying our romantic dinner on board and life music.
I could not believe that tomorrow I will be on a plane back to Manchester, back to being just a normal Mature Escort Manchester and no longer a princess. I wish I could freeze the moment forever.
“Sweetheart I had the most pleasurable time with you! Thank you for being here with me!”, said David to me when we departed. “Do you fancy another adventure in a few months time? Maybe Venice this time?”. I could not reply as I was overwhelmed and only smiled back and nodded.
I love my job!