50 Shades of Leto

The secret fantasies of a lady 💖💎👠

The new job took my husband often abroad for conventions or meetings with new and old customers but it gave us also the opportunity to live a comfortable life, his wage became so high to the point that we moved to a bigger house, finally the villa of our dreams with a huge garden, a swimming pool and a little Spa in a small outbuilding. I left my job to look after the house and I spent all my days with Claire, our housemaid, George and Ewan our gardeners and butler. No babies came because we found out Steve was barren, but that wasn't a problem for me, I wouldn't have been a good mother and moreover I didn't want any.

One time while Steve was in New York, he phoned me for the list of the guests at his upcoming birthday party, he was turning 50 and that was worth a big celebration at our mansion. The final list turned out to be for 50 people: some from his job daily life and others were rich friends or loyal customers I didn't know, but about which my husband had already talked me. It was that Sunday night and tomorrow all the decorations for the garden were going to be consigned, we chose a catering service from the new restaurant by "Cipriani" that had just opened there in St. Tropez 6 months before. It has always been our favourite hotel in Paris and thanks to that they even gave us a special price for extras: Champagne was going to flow in rivers!    

The night of the party finally came: Steve was wearing the special tuxedo from our wedding day which still fit him perfectly - his hard work out at the gym showed its good results! – And I had decided on a crystal/light blue long sleeveless dress, which bandaged my curves, showing my breasts a little through a wide neckline, held by . We looked like a Hollywood Stars' couple walking down the stairway to the ballroom, I arm in arm with him both smiling and beautiful. We welcomed our guests with a short speech and got the party started.

We didn't spend all the night side by side, Steve joined his group of associates and colleagues to talk about new projects and Samantha involved me in a chat with other women friends about the new Spring Summer Collection by Gucci. I left them only when I was thirsty and walked to the bar "A Turquoise blue, please" I asked the bartender "I can't believe such a beautiful woman likes my favorite cocktail!" A deep and calm voice behind my shoulders took me by surprise "MY favorite drink, you mean..." I answered turning around to see who was talking to me so blatantly: a handsome young man was staring at me in an ochre styled Sixties suit. His long light brown straight feathered hair ran down his torso almost to the hips, a pair of mustache gave him a mysterious halo and his sky blue eyes were the most beautiful I had ever seen. "I don't think anyone had already introduced us, I am Bartholomew Cubbins", I took his hand to shake it but he hand-kissed me like a gentlemen, sneaking up on me "I am Chantal". His eyes opened wide "French origins, like my grandpa. Parlez vous Français, Madame?" I was thoroughly impressed "Un petit peu, Monsieur..." He smiled "I noticed you from the very first moment the party started, you looked like a goddess walking down those stairs..." I was sure those words had made me blush and to hide it I drank my glass of wine in one go.

Steve's arm around my waist diverted my attention: "Bart! How nice to see you again after such a long time!" Bart hugged him warmly "Happy birthday my dear Steve! It's my pleasure to be here and give you my own wishes in person!" My eyes switched from my husband and Bart with a questioning look "Honey, this is one of my oldest friends and first partner in our society. He works in LA's branch..." "I've been working till last week. They moved me back here, from next Monday!" Bart answered promptly. Steve smiled for happiness "are you kidding? What beautiful news! The winner buddies are back!" Bart laughed in return "Would anyone please explain me? I am a bit confused..." I butted in their conversation. Steve kissed the hand Bart had some minutes before "Darling, they had named Bart and me the winner buddies when we worked together, because we were the greatest partners in the company. Those were great times!" Bart laughed again "And they will never be forgot, dude! I see that now you found 'the One', lucky man!" He said looking at me nodding, my husband nodded in return a little embarrassed "of course I did, she is a real sweetheart! Aren't you, Chantal?"