Wife on Offer (Biker_Faerie & Cnuveau)

[cnuveau]

Gianni watched from his table in front of the café as Grace made her way down the street. He'd been on the phone all afternoon taking care of last minute details for the event and was hoping the calls were done for the evening. As she approached he got up to greet her with a warm hug and a kiss on each cheek.

"You look stunning!" he said admiring her new dress. It wasn't one of his but honestly he'd be a little put off if she showed up in one of his dresses as it would seem a little too transparent.

Gianni pulled out a chair and allowed her to sit then took a seat next to her as the waiter stopped by and Gianni ordered a bottle of wine for them.

Even though Grace was quite a bit older than him Gianni did find her very attractive. So much so that a part of him regretted not visiting her the night before but that wasn't quite the setting he had in mind if he was going to be with her. He'd much rather a more full and intimate experience with her the first time rather than the frenzied pace of a gangbang.
"So have you had time to explore our wonderful city today?" he asked.

 

[Biker_Faerie]

Grace was relieved to find the café and see that Gianni was waiting for her. He was as handsome as she had remembered him from the night before, but possibly a little bit younger. He seemed very young to have such a high powered job but he had an air of self assured confidence that compensated for his youth. Anna had certainly had nothing but good words to say about him. How was it that she'd described him? Physically gifted wasn't it. Grace wasn't exactly sure what she'd meant by that. It was odd, but thinking about Anna made Grace feel a little bit sad that she'd had to leave her. Grace hadn't had feelings like that for a woman before.

"So have you had time to explore our wonderful city today?" he asked.
Gianni's comment snapped Grace out of her train of thought.

"Well i only really had the afternoon, but i visited the Cathedral and some of the shops. Probably more of the shops than was good for me though." Then changing the subject Grace asked, "So tell me Gianni. What exactly have i let myself in for tomorrow. Is there anything i need to do? Should i be starving myself to look as thin as i can for tomorrow?"

 

[cnuveau]

Gianni laughed "Absolutely not, you look magnificent." He was about to start explaining the event when the waiter came back and took their entre orders. When the waiter departed he started to explain what she'd gotten herself into.

"Well your typical fashion show is largely a media event to show off a new line of clothing. What we're doing tomorrow is more targeted towards the actual buyer. Our clientele is very..." he paused for a moment looking for the right word that wasn't too gauche "particular. We like to offer them a unique shopping experience where they can see and interact with the clothing they're purchasing. So a catwalk is just too impersonal and mannequins lack a certain amount of class. The event is invitation only and quite exclusive." Gianni reached for the bottle of wine to top off their glasses before continuing.

"I've arranged for you and I to be a modeling pair. I've selected a stunning dress for you to wear. One of my favorites. We'll be posed in a Roman fountain scene so that our patrons can come by and see how the clothing may look on them."

He debated for a moment deciding whether or not to disclose all the details. She was obviously adventurous so he decided to share the rest.

"Obviously standing motionless for over an hour is difficult and we don't want any unnecessary movements distracting our guests so the models are administered a paralytic agent that freezes the muscles in place for the duration of the event. It has no effect on your senses or cognition. It just turns you stiff." He chuckled lightly shaking his head "The maker of the agent calls it "Medusa's Kiss"

Gianni looked across the table at Grace to see if the details of the evening were causing her second thoughts.

 

[Biker_Faerie]

It was the weirdest thing Grace had ever heard.

"So we'll be sort of frozen for an hour while people walk around us?" she asked, basically repeating what Gianni had already said.

Gianni re-confirmed her understanding.

Grace had already decided that she was going to say 'yes' to each and every opportunity presented to her and although she'd never heard of Medusa's kiss before, she was up for it.

"As long as this drug's safe then I'm in," she confirmed. "Can you tell me what we'll be wearing?"

 

[cnuveau]

"It's perfectly safe." he said relieved that she seemed agreeable. "I like to see first hand reactions from my clientele so I model as well and I've done it a number of times."

Gianni then pulled out his phone and flipped through his camera roll.

"You'd be wearing this. " he said turning the phone to let her see. "And I'll be wearing this. I hope that is acceptable?" he asked hoping she was ok wearing it. He knew she had the body to pull off a dress like that and quite frankly he couldn't wait to see her in it.

"I think it will suit your curves perfectly."

 

[Biker_Faerie]

The dress that Gianni showed her was without doubts a kind of simple toga. The sort you might see in films, being worn by slave girls. It gave weight to Grace's belief that there really wasn't much new under the sun in the world of fashion. But she kept her opinions to herself. The day would be fun and she was here to experience new things. If it meant wearing an overpriced bedsheet for the day then she was fine by that.

"I think it will suit your curves perfectly." Gianni told her,

Grace was inclined to agree although there probably wasn't going to be room for any underwear she thought.

"Well I'm looking forward to it," Grace told Gianni, raising her glass in salutation.

 

[cnuveau]

"Cin cin" Gianni said before taking another sip of wine.

Their food arrived and they ate and continued to chat about Milan and other things that Grace should consider taking in while she was there. As they were finishing their meal his phone started to vibrate incessantly on the table. Gianni picked it up, looked at the screen and frowned before setting it back down.

Gianni did his best to ignore the problems that were cropping up back at the warehouse and enjoy his time with Grace but he found himself preoccupied and struggling to maintain the conversation.

As they finished the bottle of wine he signaled for the check "I hate to have to cut our night early but there is something pressing I need to attend to for tomorrow so I must bid you good night."

Gianni paid the bill and then typed out the details Grace would need for tomorrow in a text while he sat there with her.

"Can you be there at 5:00 PM to allow time for any alterations that need to be made and get ready?" he asked before leaving.

Back at the warehouse things had started to get themselves sorted out by the time he arrived. The technicians that had been working on the dry ice machines had isolated the problem down to a faulty breaker and were in the process of replacing it. Within 15 minutes of his arrival they were able to fire them up and white smoke billowed across the warehouse floor completing the look he wanted for the event. After checking on a few more things he went home to get some sleep disappointed that he wasn't able to spend more of the evening with Grace.

Gianni was up and back at the warehouse just after noon the next day going over final preparations. There was much to do but fortunately he'd delegated a lot of the tasks to his staff which left him time to oversee everything as they got ready. Before he knew it it was approaching 5:00 and time to start getting changed and ready for the evening.

 

[Biker_Faerie]

Grace knew what running a business was like. She’d lost count of the number of times Paul had bailed on her during their marriage. Some people might have been offended but at the end of the day, Gianni was only ever going to be a casual acquaintance. Perhaps a lover but unlikely anything more.

And so she decided to wander back to the apartment and get a good night’s sleep, ready for the big day.

In the morning she did very little. She got up, found a cafe in one of the squares and people watched. It was a bustling city and she’d been warned about pick pockets so she kept her belongings close by. There was no need to do any more shopping but on a whim she visited the da Vinci museum hoping to see his painting of the Last Supper. She had to pay for a private guide in order to see it but the cost was worth it. The guide told her all about the little tricks the artist had used and the tales about its creation and life afterwards. She came out feeling as if she’d witnessed something very special. Which she had.

She got back mid afternoon, showered and washed her hair but, as instructed, didn’t wear any scent or makeup. That would all be taken care of. Then she called a taxi and headed off to the address that Gianni had given her.

 

[cnuveau]

When Grace texted Gianni that she'd arrived he went out to meet her and guide her in.

"Wonderful to see you." he said as he gave her a hug and a kiss.

The first stop was the dressing room to try on the dress. Gianni waited outside as she slipped into it then came out for he and his seamstress to see.

"Take in the top a little." he said to the seamstress as he tugged the strap around her neck slightly lifting the fabric to cover slightly more of Grace's breasts. Gianni stepped back to take more in. "The panties lines, can we lose them?" he asked this time directed at Grace. Gianni took one more pass around her then, satisfied, had her return to the dressing room to swap the dress out for a robe.

"Let's get to hair and make-up" he said as he led her briskly into another room lined with salon chairs each occupied by a model. Grace took her seat and Adrian came over to introduce himself. After spending a few moments fawning over Grace's hair and skin Adrian got to work getting her ready. As they chatted they realized they were both from the Bay Area. Adrian went on and on about his journey through New York then eventually to Milan as his career progressed.

"Do you know who you'll be working with?" he asked as he worked on Grace's cheek bones. When she told him it would be Gianni himself he gushed profusely.

"Giiiiirl, if I had the chance.... mmmm" he said as he made a show of biting his lower lip. "I've heard stories about him." he added without going into any more detail.

Finally Adrian put on the finishing touches to Grace's makeup and she was ready to go. She wandered back toward the dressing rooms just as the seamstress arrived with her altered dress. Grace slipped it on again and might have found that she felt ever so slightly less on display than she might have felt before.

"Places everyone!!" the creative director shouted as he rushed across the dressing area.

Gianni made his way over to Grace and led her to the set they'd be occupying for the evening.

As they arrived Grace would have found it much like Gianni had described. A replica of the Trevi Fountain. As they waited for the show Dr. to make his way around Gianni worked with Grace on the pose he wanted to see. After trying quite a few Gianni had settled on posing on the stairs of the mock fountain. He positioned himself near the top of the stairs with Grace two steps below. Gianni's arm would be extended holding her hand as she climbed and she would have a foot on one step while her other a step above. Fortunately a hand rail had been added to the mock scene that could be used to support them so nobody tipped over.

"This is exactly the look I was hoping for." he said as the show Dr. finally made his way to them.

Gianni and Grace posed the way that he'd settled on and after a quick twinge after the injection was administered they were frozen in place.

"This was always the weirdest part." Gianni thought as he stood there staring at Grace unable to move or even speak to her. All he could do was wait. Within moments the warehouse lights went out and a more directly lights illuminated the space as white smoke billowed once again across the floor creating an otherworldly effect.

After a few moments they could hear the patrons entering the space and winding their way down the pathway between the exhibits.

Gianni always felt like a zoo animal when he did this but he found the feedback invaluable as he was able to watch and hear his customer's reaction to the garments.

When the first couple arrived they circled Gianni and Grace observing the garments. The young Italian woman in her late twenties felt the fabric of the dress then took a step up the stairs to see the front. Reaching out she lifted the bust of the dress slightly causing the soft fabric to slide against Grace's breasts. As she inspected the cut of the garment her male companion slid his hand softly up Grace's thigh to her ass.

"I don't know. It's not really something I'd be comfortable wearing" she said in Italian to her companion as they moved on to the next exhibit.

The next few visitors went nearly the same way. The women, being quite handsy, inspected the garment on Grace's body while the men took casual liberties caressing her thigh and ass.

Gianni watched all this from his position at the top of the steps. It was not at all uncommon for his guests to get handsy with the models and it was known to be perfectly acceptable as long as it didn't go too far. He was a little disappointed by peoples reaction to the dress though. He'd hoped it would be one of his showstoppers but his customer's thought it lacked creativity.

The next couple that arrived was far more interested in the dress. As the woman spent ample time looking at the hem her companion took an equally tactile approach until his hand slid onto Grace's inner thigh then slowly worked up under the dress and began to stroke her pussy as she inspected the bust more closely.

"I'm afraid I'd fall out of this." she said in a thick English accent as she pulled the top to either side exposing Grace's breasts.

Gianni looked on and noticed Graces chest heaving slightly then looked down to see the man was obviously fingering her. He was angry that this was going on but unable to stop it as Grace's breaths became deeper. He could feel his cock start to stiffen against his soft linen pant legs and cursed his decision not to wear underwear.

As the woman turned to see his outfit she couldn't help but notice the bulging outline of his cock against his linen slacks.

"Oh, what do we have here?" she said as she reached up, unzipped his pants then snaked her hand inside and wrestled out his enormous cock.

"Oh my goodness." she said as she made long strokes up and down his shaft.

As the sound of approaching footsteps started to become louder she tucked Gianni back in his pants and zipped him up before departing to the next exhibit.

As the next couple arrived a gasp could be heard from them.

"Well this one is anatomically correct." the man said as the woman approached.

 

[Biker_Faerie]

Grace accepted that her policy of saying yes to opportunities wasn’t always going to be successful. But so far it had worked out well for her. Staying with Marco and Anna had been a risk but one that had paid off and so had hooking up with Roberto.

Agreeing to be a model for Gianni was rapidly becoming something she wished she’d said no to. The whole show so far appeared to be a train wreck. She’d been stuck in dress that a college student could have put together for a fancy dress party, stood by a fake fountain, turned into a mannequin and then groped.

What she couldn’t understand was why Anna had recommended it to her. The whole thing seemed like a monumental waste of time. She could have screamed but of course she was frozen to the spot.

Grace had to concede that she was on the conservative side when it came to anything creative. She liked her art hung on a wall, not embalmed in formaldehyde. She liked Rodin, not Emin, Renoir, not Banksy. And she liked her fashion on a catwalk. Clothes were meant to move, to flow. Not be static. Why would you go to the trouble of inviting people to a show only to put the clothes on people who’d been reduced to the state of tailor’s dummies. It made no sense to her.

In the short term she had little choice but to grin and bear it. Except that she couldn’t grin of course because she couldn’t move her face muscles

 

[cnuveau]

Gianni had no idea how things were going at the rest of the exhibits but what he could tell from his vantage point is that this was disaster. As the last of the guests made their way by the effects of the agent started to wear off and movement started to return starting with his face then working it's way down.

When he was finally able to talk he apologized profusely for the conduct Grace had to endure. He was thankful that it took a moment for the movement in her legs to return so she could hear him out before potentially storming out of the building.

"I'm so sorry. My clientele is usually far more respectful. I probably should have foreseen problems like this occurring but I didn't. Please allow me to try to make it up to you." he said hoping she'd accept.

As the lights came on in the warehouse he led Grace to the dressing room to let her change back into her own clothes while he contemplated scrapping the entire concept and going back to more traditional shows.

 

[Biker_Faerie]

Grace was relieved when she began to feel the movement returning to her body. Gianni apologised for what had gone on and she could see he was embarrassed.

“Don’t worry about it,” she said trying to sound positive. “It was a new experience for me and after the other night at Marco and Anna’s I can hardly complain about a little groping from men I’ve never met before, can I? I don’t know about being frozen to the spot though. I think if someone’s groping me it’s more fun to be able to move a little.

“Please allow me to make it up to you,” Gianni asked.

“What did you have in mind?” Grace replied, cautious of being caught out in another artistic surprise, but not wanting to miss out on an opportunity.

From where she’d been frozen she couldn’t see Gianni and had no idea how physically gifted he was, to use Anna’s description. A couple of years older and she could have been his mother but that wasn’t a problem at all for her and Grace wasn't ready to give up on the evening yet.

 

[cnuveau]

Gianni thought for a moment then came up with an idea. After their evening at Marco’s he knew there would be little he could suggest that would shock her sensibilities.

“There’s a club in the center of the city that’s quite sexy. Only couples are allowed and their dress code is quite strict in that men must wear suits and ladies in lingerie.”

He paused for a moment and appraised her to make sure he hadn’t lost her before continuing.

“There’s dancing and more interactive areas where nearly anything goes. We could choose to just watch or take part if its appealing to you. We could get some dinner there before we go downstairs to play. Sound like fun? “

 

[Biker_Faerie]

“That sounds intriguing,” Grace told Gianni as he told her about the club. “I like the sound of that.”

She was relieved Gianni had come up with something more interesting as she hadn’t wanted the evening to end on a sour note.

“The only problem is that I don’t really have anything to wear and I don’t think the lingerie I came in today is really going to look that good in a club. If I’d have known I’d have worn something more suitable. Do your costumiers have anything that might be more suitable?” she asked.

 

[cnuveau]

"I'm sure they'd have something that might suit your tastes." Gianni said before leading Grace back to a room lined with clothing racks. As they entered they were met by an attractive young woman who'd been organizing things to be back to the main shop.

"Grace is in need of some lingerie. Show her what we have on hand and see that she gets whatever she needs." he said in a commanding tone.

"Yes, of course. Right this way." she said leading Grace towards some clothing racks in the back of the room as Gianni stepped outside and closed the door.

While Grace was looking for something suitable to wear Gianni located his driver letting him know where they'd be going and instructed him to bring the car around.

"You found something suitable?" Gianni asked as Grace as she emerged from the room.

The ride to Carnevale didn't take long. The simple yellow awning offered little hint of what lay beyond the wooden doors. Gianni led Grace inside and up a short flight of stairs to the restaurant. As they were shown to their table they could feel bet bass from the club below thumping at the floor beneath them.

 

[Biker_Faerie]

Grace looked through the racks of clothes and lingerie. She was like a kid in a sweet shop thumbing through Gianni’s range of designer dresses and lingerie. She wanted to look good, both with a dress on and without.

In the end she chose a simple

black dress

and underneath a bra and brief with

stocking and suspenders

The pretty young assistant who’d helped her choose smiled at Grace knowingly as Grace thanked her for her help before rejoining Gianni.

"You found something suitable?" Gianni asked
“Well it’s one of your dresses so I hope you like it and I’ll let you be the judge of the rest later,” she told him.

The restaurant was very discreet from the outside and inside there were quite a few couples eating and drinking. A few were in groups while some like her and Gianni were by themselves.

The waiter took their order and although Grace didn’t want to eat too much she desperately wanted a drink.

She looked around the room. Most of the couples were younger than her but older than Gianni. The men were all well dressed. Not all of them were attractive but most were. The women were all attractive. It was that sort of crowd.

As the evening went on the restaurant began to empty and couples descended a staircase to the floor below.

“I’m ready when you are,” Grace told Gianni.

 

[cnuveau]

As Gianni ate he glanced around the restaurant. He'd recognized several of the people there from before a new a few of the women that'd he been with before. Although Grace was a bit older than most everyone there she could certainly compete with any of them in looks. He'd grown to enjoy the company of more mature women anyway. They seemed to be more in tune with what they wanted and presented far less drama.

When Grace indicated that she was ready he was more than ready so he paid the bill and led her down the stairs.

As he opened the door at the bottom of the stairs the bluish glow of the lights from the dance floor washed over them. He led Grace into what was similar to a coatroom lined with hangers many of which already had dresses hanging from them. Slipping behind her Gianni slowly unzipped her dress then pushed the straps from her shoulders as he leaned in and kissed her neck.

Grace stepped clear of the dress as Gianni dipped down to pick it up and hang it on one of the hangers.

"Shall we?" he said offering her his arm as he led her out into the club and onto the dance floor that was already filling up.

They danced and grinded against one another as the crowd in the club continued to swell. As Grace turned her back go Gianni and pressed her ass firmly against his crotch he could feel his cock start to swell and press against the back of her thigh. Again, the linen did little to hide his growing excitement from her or anyone else that happened to be within viewing distance.

Across the room he could see that a number of people had made their way to the exhibition area and he was keen to see what Grace thought of it.

"Come see." he said taking her hand he led her from the dance floor over to one of the viewing areas.

 

[Biker_Faerie]

Grace was excited to be rid of the dress and couldn’t wait to see what the club was like. Gianni seemed to appreciate the lingerie she’d chosen and for the first time they kissed, in the changing room. It was good to know she excited him

The club was quite small but wasn’t dissimilar to the nightclubs of her youth, Grace thought. There was a bar and a dance area with little booths around the edge that people could sit at. To one side there was another room, presumably a lounge Grace thought.

On the dancefloor the dancing was quite tame. Couples stuck to their own partners even those who’d arrived in groups. There were some gorgeous looking women though and some of them must have spent both time and money creating just the right look for their partners.

She and Gianni danced like a couple who knew they were going to have sex that evening. She rubbed her body up against him while he pressed himself against her and let his hands roam across her body.

“Come and see,” he told Grace leading her off the dance floor and into the other room.

This room was much smaller than the main room. It was dark inside but Grace could see that it had a dance floor and when her eyes adjusted to the light she could see that there were plenty of people on it. They weren’t so much dancing as writhing though and Grace could see that, although they were all still clothed, it was really just a mass of bodies touching, feeling and kissing each other.

The only light from the room came from behind two glass fronted doors. Grace could see that behind the doors were small sex booths like the ones in the red light district in Amsterdam. Behind the each door stood a

Girl in lingerie

The girls were on display and the inference was clear. Outside their partners stood controlling who was allowed in. Both girls were alone in the booths and Grace felt a bit sorry for them. She knew it took a certain kind of man to feel confident enough to put on a show for others. But a show was what the crowd on the dancefloor was eagerly awaiting.

“Why don’t you offer yourself to one of those poor girls,” Grace suggested to Gianni. “They’re looking very lonely in there.”

 

[cnuveau]

Gianni tried to laugh off what he thought was a joke Grace was making but when she persisted he realized the meant it. He hadn't really planned on this turn of events but it certainly wouldn't be the first time he'd performed in front of a crowd.

"If you insist." he said as moved toward one of the booths.

As he approached the man tending the door looked him up and down then turned to the woman standing behind the glass. With a subtle nod of her head the man stepped aside and Gianni entered the booth.

Gianni was starting to take his jacket off when the woman held up her hand motioning for him to stop.

"No, just be still." she said as she turned him to face the glass door then danced around him rubbing her body against his.

Moving behind him she slipped his jacket from his shoulders then discarded it. With her arms wrapped around him she worked her way down his shirt unfastening the buttons slowly making a show of it for the people looking on. Still behind him, her hands moved to his belt pulling it free before slowly lowering his zipper. She seemed to be moving intentionally slow to build anticipation for their audience. Slowly she pushed his pants past his hips and wrapped her hand around his cock as they fell to the floor at his feet.

"Oh my!" she said as she stroked him and held him out for the crowd to see.

Stepping from behind him the woman strutted seductively as she circled him then stopped in front of him facing the glass. Gianni grasped her hips as she grinded her ass against his cock then unclipped her garters and seductively lowered her panties.

This clearly wasn't her first time as she knew just how to put on a show for the crowd to enjoy.

Turning to Gianni she pushed him back to the edge of the bench behind them guiding him sit then lay back with his feet still on the floor. Slowly she moved back straddling his hips then reached down stroking his cock as she guided it into position. Slowly she lowered herself down onto him.

"Oh fuck!" she groaned as he stretched her exquisitely.

Slowly she took more of him until with a final downward thrust he was hilted inside her. She rocked on his lap for a moment as Gianni reached up and slid her straps off her shoulders exposing her breasts. Leaning back she placed her hands behind her for support as she arched her back and raised and lowered her hips onto him.

 

[Biker_Faerie]

Grace knew that Gianni was the sort of man who wouldn’t mind being watched. He had an air of unshakeable confidence about him. What she didn’t know when she’d suggested he went into the booth was the size of his erection though. To be honest she was a bit suprised at it and not to say a bit envious but that she wouldn’t be the first to taste it that evening.

As she watched, Grace felt hands touching her body from behind. Not one set but two, one pair were men’s the other women’s. Then somebody began to kiss the back of her neck. She was a sucker for having her neck kissed and reached back with both hands to touch whoever was touching her. One hand quickly located a cock through the material of its owners pants and she began to massage it while with the other hand she touched a bare thigh then worked her way up until she was teasing it’s owners pussy through her panties.

As she watched the girl in the booth consume Gianni’s cock she felt a hand reach round and disappear into her panties. It locked onto her clitoris immediately and began to tease her. Grace was feeling so horny that she let the hand gradually bring her to orgasm as she watched Gianni fuck the girl.

She tried to cum as discretely as possible. Strong hands supported her body from behind while a soft tender hand brought her to boiling point. She closed her eyes and without a sound her body shuddered when the orgasm hit her. Then the hand stopped and just pressed gently on her clitoris afterwards.

Grace squeezed the thighs of the two people behind her in acknowledgement and thanks then, without looking around, walked away.

The poor girl in the other booth was still on her own. The crowd were focussed on Gianni and the girl in the adjacent booth. Grace felt sorry for her and so she walked up to her partner asked if she could go inside.

The guy looked at her gratefully and opened the door for her.

“Hi I’m Grace. Do you speak English?” She asked the young girl who can’t have been more than twenty.

The girl looked relieved that somebody had come to join her.

“A little,” she said.

“Are you ok with girls? “

“I guess,” she replied. “It’s my first time.”

“We don’t have to do anything.” Grace told her.

“No. No. I want to,” the girl replied.

“Then let me take the lead,” Grace suggested.

 

[cnuveau]

The woman continued to slam herself down, impaling herself on Gianni until finally, with a loud groan, her body started to tremble and she came. On wabbly legs she took Gianni's hand and pulled him up from the bench before dropping to her knees before him. Making sure they crowd had an adequate view she took his cock as deep into her mouth as she could while she stroked his long shaft. Her tongue flicked across the head then down the underside as she worked him in and out of her mouth. It wasn't long before her soft lips took Gianni to the edge. Gripping her hair he held her as deep as she could take him then sent jets of his thick cum across the back of her throat.

After getting dressed again Gianni exited the booth and looked around for Grace. He immediately grew concerned when he wasn't able find her. "How could she be mad?" he thought as he scanned the crowd "she's the one that insisted I go in there." it took him a few moments to notice that the crowd's attention was directed at the other booth. As he turned he was surprised and relieved to see that Grace was now in there with the woman.

As he found a place in the crowd to watch he was quickly surrounded by two women who apparently appreciated the show he'd helped to put on. Their hands roamed his body and rubbed at his cock through his pants as Gianni's own hands roamed theirs.

 

[Biker_Faerie]

GRACE

“What’s your name,” Grace asked the young woman.

“Isobel,”

“Well Isobel. Forget about everyone outside and follow my lead.”

The cubicle was like an upholstered cell, with padded walls and a wipe clean mattress covering the floor. Grace pushed Isobel against one of the walls then began to kiss her. The girl was glad of some direction and was soon kissing Grace back. Her young mouth seemingly eager to taste Grace and Grace felt a twinge of excitement as she placed her hands on Isobel’s soft hips.

“You can undo my bra if you like,” Grace suggested.

The clasp came apart easily and Grace allowed Isobel to remove the bra then discard it.

“Suck on them,” Grace whispered.

Isobel lowered her head and, cupping one of Grace’s breasts in her hand, began to tongue the nipple. Grace murmured her approval and Isobel began to gently bite down on the teat probably treating Grace the way she like to be treated herself. As she let Isobel play wth her nipple Grace undid her bra then, without waiting pulled down her panties.

"Lie on your back," she told her.

Isobel did as she was told. Grace removed her own panties then straddled Isobel and began to rub her pussy against the young woman's .

Don Emilio

Count Emilio d'Ambruzo, affectionately know and Don Emilio watched the action on closed circuit TV from the comfort of his office in an adjacent room. The whole of the club had been discretely fitted with high definition video cameras to allow him to indulge in his passion for voyeurism.

Don Emilio was a man of wealth and power. A man who could trace his roots back to the middle ages. Over the centuries his family had survived war, revolution, the medici, the borgias, the nazis, the catholics and many others. Today they had significant investments in many Italian companies from car manufacture, to Telecoms, to the media and they owned a large swathe of Tuscany, the centrepiece of which was a grand medieval castle which Don Emilio called home.

Don Emilio was an attractive man, tall with a shock of grey hair that made him look slightly older than his forty five years. To say that he was debonair was an understatement. He was the epitome of good taste.

He had noticed Grace when she'd enterred the club with Gianni and thought them an odd combination. She seemed a little old for him and he couldn't believe that their partnership was anything other than temporary. Now he was watching the Grace with the young woman and the sight of them was getting him aroused.

Don Emilio picked up his mobile phone and called his manservant who was waiting outside the office.

"Luigi please can you find young Gianni and bring him to my office. I'd like to invite him and his partner to be our guests at the castle for the party on Saturday."

 

[cnuveau]

Gianni's gaze was transfixed on Grace and the young woman when he felt a tap on his shoulder. As he turned he saw Luigi standing behind him. Gianni didn't know him well but had seen him attending to Don Emilio on several occasions so he knew him on sight.

Luigi leaned in to speak into Gianni's ear. "Don Emilio would like a moment." he said before nodding toward the staircase leading up to the office.

Gianni looked back to the booth worried for a moment that Grace would come out and think he'd left as he'd just done but she seemed to be enjoying herself and he figured he had a few minutes. With a nod he followed Luigi up the stairs and into Don Emilio's office.

"Gianni, good to see you." the Don said as he closed the ground between them quickly and took his hand.

"Good to see you Don Emilio." Gianni replied with a bit of curiosity in his tone.

"Tell me about your companion, she's quite fascinating." Don Emilio said as he led Gianni back to the array of monitor's setup on his desk.

Gianni watched the feed of Grace and the young woman as he filled the Don in on what he knew. "She's an American and from what I was told recently separated so she's just bouncing about at the moment. I have to say, she's quite adventurous." he added though from the action on the screen he assumed Don Emilio had already judged that for himself.

"She does seem to be doesn't she?" Don Emilio said thoughtfully. "I'm having a masquerade ball on Saturday at the castle in Tuscany. I would love it if you two could make it." as he spoke his attention was drawn more and more to the monitor and the scene that was playing out before him. She really was quite something and wanted to see exactly how adventurous she really was.

"I'll ask her and see if we can make it."

"Excellent." Don Emilio said absentmindedly as he was drawn further into the show Grace was putting on in the booth.

It was evident to Gianni that his attention was not fully directed elsewhere so showed himself out and returned to the dance floor just as Grace seemed to be slipping on her panties and finishing up in the booth.

 

[Biker_Faerie]

Grace rubbed her clitoris against Isobel’s and using small thrusts of her hips she began to bring Isobel closer to orgasm. The young woman gripped onto Grace with both hands, half steadying herself, half making sure that Grace couldn’t have stopped even if she’d wanted to.

“Cum for me,” Grace told her as she worked Isobel up into a state where the poor girl’s body first shook with anticipation then went rigid on her orgasm’s arrival. Grace continued the stimulation until she went limp then bent down and kissed her.

“Good girl,” she told Isobel. “I think you’re ready to satisfy one of the boys now.

“Thank you,” isobel said to her, still in a slight post orgasm delirium.

Grace slipped on her bra and panties and left the booth. There were three or four men vying to take her place now and Isobel would have pick of the crop.

She quickly located Gianni. Who she’d noticed had slipped away for some time while she’d been playing with Isobel. But he was there now.

“I think you need to take me home and fuck me,” she suggested.

 

[cnuveau]

Seconds later they were heading towards the door with Gianni texting his driver having him bring the car around. Marco pushed through the door before he stopped dead in his tracks.

“Your dress” he said turning around with Grace laughing at him and shaking her head. She quickly put on her dress and minutes later they were speeding though the streets of Milam on their way to Marco and Anna’s apartment. As his driver navigated the cramped streets Gianni pulled Grace to him and kissed her passionately. His hands roamed her body her body then slipped beneath the hem of her dress.

“I want you now!” He whispered as he pressed her panties aside and began to stroke her pussy.

The car screeched to a stop in front of her building and they exited quickly. After a few failed attempts Grace finally got the security code right and the door opened for them.

Leaving a trail of clothes from the door to the master bedroom they fell onto the bed.

“I’ve been waiting for this for days!” Gianni said as he hovered over Grace. Leaning down he kissed her then nibbled her lower lip before guiding his cock into her. Grace let out a low moan as he slowly pressed deeper into her feeling her tightness engulf him.