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Date Posted: Friday, September 10, 08:13:21pm
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Lynuslinus
's message, "Whispered Identities - Chapter 129 and forward" on Sunday, August 22, 06:05:27pm
The following morning there was a light tapping sound on the door of their hotel suite. Michael glanced at Nikita who was sleeping blissfully. He grabbed the hotel bathrobe and padded to the door.
“Yes?”
“Room service, sir...the continental breakfast you ordered for 8am.”
Michael peered through the security window in the door at the attendant.
“Just leave it outside...I will attend to your tip later...thank you.”
Michael watched as the attendant shrugged and walked away, leaving a trolley at the door with fresh croissants, cheese, cold meats, coffee and strawberries with fresh cream.. Michael opened the door carefully, his eyes darting up and down the corridor. He pulled the trolley into the room and shut the door, engaging the security lock. Nikita stirred in the bed, opening her eyes.
“Ahhhhhh....good morning Michael.”
“Good morning sleeping beauty,” he smiled.
“What! What time is it?”
“Breakfast time....then we will commence shopping. Did you sleep well?”
Nikita sat up and stretched, exposing the upper half of her naked body. “Wonderful....nothing like a bubble bath, French room service dinner and....well, you Michael, to totally spoil a woman.”
“You deserve everything, Nikita.”
Michael placed a breakfast tray on the bed beside Nikita. “Strawberries...with cream and the croissants look good. May I pour you a coffee?”
Nikita grinned. “What’s with all this pampering Michael? I realize you feel we need to live every day like it may be out last....but...well....”
“Enjoy....we must enjoy every minute together......and I certainly did enjoy last night.” He looked down at his croissant, suppressing a blush.
“Well, you almost let me have my way with you! So close I was to taking you in my.......!”
“No....don’t....I....please let’s not talk about....”
“Okay, but one day, we will talk openly about making love....I hope.”
“Yes....some day....just not yet....try the croissants, then we need to go shopping.....I’ll connect the computer and transfer funds into our room account, so we can extract cash at the front desk.”
Two hours later, Michael and Nikita walked into one of the exclusive clothing boutiques in the hotel. Michael had received 5000 euros from the hotel account, from which he had transferred funds from one of the laundered bank accounts.
They strolled into Pierre Berge haute couture boutique. Nikita looked at a small rack of exquisite winter fashions by the french designer. A clerk smiled and ushered Nikita and Michael to a viewing area.
“I apologize for not having models for your viewing but it is somewhat early yet. I can bring items out for you to preview madame.”
Nikita glanced at Michael. “Ahhh...fine....would it be possible for me to select a few items and just try them on?”
“Of course. What may I bring you?”
“Some slacks and jackets, simple evening wear....and if you have any casual clothing...that would be nice.”
“Certainly....your size please?”
“Ahhhh....size 6....maybe 8...I’ve been eating too much lately,” responded Nikita looking at Michael.
“And you sir, may I offer you a coffee or would you like one of our gentlemen attendants to show you some suits...we have Pierre Cardin and Armani.”
“Yes. I’ll have your man take my measurements and order half a dozen suits if they can be ready within two days. Do you have accessories?”
“Sorry, no sir but the Yves St. Laurant shop next door offers shirts, ties, all accessories you might require. And there will be no problem with the suits being ready within your required time.”
“Thank you. I’ll wait to view my lady friend’s selection if you don’t mind.”
“Certainly sir.”
Nikita tried on many different designer dresses, suits and leisure wear. She would exit the fitting room and shake her head at Michael either in disapproval or approval. One red form fitting evening dress, had Nikita shaking her head in disapproval but Michael nodded a ‘yes’, so she rolled her eyes and nodded to the attendant to include the dress with her other selections. After nearly an hour of viewing, she strolled from the fitting room and sank into the chair next to Michael.
“Whewww...this is hard work....now how about you?”
“I’ve already selected the suits while your were changing....they just need my measurements. Why not go to the Jean Louis Scherrer lingerie shop and I will join you.”
“Lingerie Michael? How about just buying some new underwear?”
“I am certain they have everything you will require.”
“Okay, I’ll go pick out some sexy underwear for me and you.”
“Not for me....I can purchase that....you...go try on some....you know...lingerie.”
Nikita grinned. “Alright monsieur.” Nikita turned to the attendant. “Would it be possible for me to take the stripped pants and jacket with the blouse now....you see we’ve been skiing and have been wearing the same clothes.”
“Of course madame....I have also selected some stockings and shoes to match.”
“Thanks....okay Michael, I’ll just slip into this and meet you at the....”, she giggled. “....underwear shop in a few minutes.”
Michael paid the shop attendant for Nikita’s clothing selection and gave instructions to have the items delivered to their suite. After completing this task, an attendant began taking measurements for his suits. Nikita strolled into the Scherrer Lingerie Boutique, dressed in her new black/grey pin stripped pants, jacket, crew sweater and black strappy heels. She selected half a dozen lingerie items including underwear and sleeping attire. As she entered the fitting room, she began pulling off her new suit and stood looking at the lingerie she had selected.
(('Well, I would never buy this stuff for myself...so guess I’m purchasing it for Michael...to take off me.....slowly, sexily.....oh gawd....'))
Suddenly the door to the fitting room opened and Michael slid into the fitting room.
“Michael! You startled me! What????”
“I like that....black...suits you...”
Nikita wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his nose. “Why not pick out what you want Michael.... it is for you after all.”
“Pardon? No...no...you choose....anything you select will be fine.”
“Fine....so are you going to stay in here with me....we could make out in here if you like...”
They were interrupted by the shop clerk. “I have a few more items for your consideration madame.”
“Thank you....I have enough....I just need to add some practical undies if you don’t mind.”
“Comment? I mean....sorry....undies?”
“Yes, plain underwear...bras, panties.”
“Oh yes. I will select some for you.”
Nikita grinned at Michael. “So monsieur...want me to buy your undies too....or are we going to stay in here and have you approve the lingerie?”
“No...I’ll go....I will meet you outside. There is a shop called Hiver with winter jackets we should look at also.” Michael reached into his billfold and extracted large denomination bills. “Here...pay for your purchases with this. I’ll meet you outside.”
“Why not go buy yourself some casual pants and sweaters?”
“Yes, good idea....do you want to come with me?”
“Michael,” she laughed. “I’ll meet you at the winter shop...now go!”
After Michael had ordered casual clothes for himself and directed the order to be sent to their suite, he wandered into the Hiver winter clothing store. Nikita was trying on down coats and winter boots.
“Michael....try this jacket...it’s you,” she tossed him a deep blue down filled jacket.
“Thank you....yes, it fits...I’ll take it.”
Nikita looked at the store clerk. “He’s very easy to please....and I will take these items.”
Michael settled the bill with the store clerk and they walked from the store clad in their new winter jackets.
“So where to now Michael?”
“What would you like to do?”
“See a little of Monte Carlo perhaps...then back to the suite to luxuriate in all the new clothes....you know this buying spree is something I never would have dreamed of Michael.”
“You deserve beautiful things Nikita. And tonight...we will dine out at the Louis XV restaurant. And after, perhaps go to the Casino...would you like that?”
“You need to ask?”
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