<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/a9/Duchesse.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><em>Duchesse, Club Owner</em></span></span><br/><strong>Where: </strong>Lounging Chair, on the patio<br/><strong>When: </strong>Thursday, shortly after dinner<br/><strong>Who: </strong>Harlequin<br/><strong>Status: </strong>Closed<br/><hr/><div style="text-align: justify;">Duchesse did assume that his compliment about being the most beautiful sight was no more than a shameless flirt, a flattery done to be granted access to the sweet, coveted prize. She had heard a lot during those three years of maintaining and partaking the club. She believed that she heard it all. That didn't mean that she had become jaded, insensitive to compliments and flirts. Men didn't have to work any harder to get her, she had always been picky. He easily fit her criteria when it came to physical appearance, and he appeared to appreciate going down on women, which earned him major points.<br/><br/>She smiled at his compliment, but again her smile had something playful, mischievous, as if she meant to toy with him further. She understood that he thought she had made herself cum, and that she was sated for now. How mistaken he was! And that gave her an idea. That robe had to go, and she had to set the record straight. If she had figured him out right, knowing that she was aroused, wet, and not yet satisfied would spur him on. If she had figured right.<br/> <br/>"If you remove that robe and come close enough, I'll whisper a secret into your ear." She bit her lower lip gently and made a small motion for him to come closer. She was turned on by the idea of being with him, of having him naked so close to her. She was definitely quite flattered that he seemed to be into her as much as she was into him, even if it was all just in pursuit of some carnal satisfaction. Duchesse clearly wasn't looking for a relationship. One divorce was enough for a lifetime. Being able to enjoy herself anywhere on her property with anyone that she wants and who wants her back was enough to keep her from feeling lonely. Her dark eyes, followed his movement, assessed how she should word that secret of hers…<br/></div>