I saw her in Paris

Seduction Game

Upon arriving at Dayane's house, Helena saw that she was alone. She had a copy of the apartment key, which the Parisian had made for her friends. The two must still be scouring the streets of Paris, using their credit cards.

On the one hand, she found it a pity, as she wanted to tell him about her supposed meeting with Pierre, but on the other hand, she was grateful to be alone. That way, she would have time to think about how to tell what had happened.

She went to her room to change her clothes when she once again felt the urge to peek out the window. Yes, she wanted to see her mysterious neighbor... but she was very disappointed when she came across the curtains closed. She scolded herself for doing that.

Samantha and Dayane arrived from shopping, anxious to know how Helena's meeting went. And she, of course, was also dying to tell how it went.

— We have a lot in common. We like books and we went to some bookstores in town... we're accountants and we like to work with costs... and we like you Sam!

— What? - Samantha asked without understanding anything.

— Pierre only made the appointment because he wanted my help getting to you.

— Oh la la Sam, looks like you've gained an admirer! — Dayane admired, filling her friend's ball.

— But there is one small detail.

— What? — the two asked.

— If it doesn't work out for you, he wants me as a second option. — He blurted out in a mocking tone.

— Oh, what a wretch! — the Parisian swore an expletive in French that left them both open-mouthed.

— I'm not even going to ask what you said now... — Samantha commented, amazed at her friend's language.

— So Sam? Do you want to date the French who is a cheap conqueror? — Helena asked, just waiting for her friend's answer.

— I'm fine, I'm going to have some fun with him. Since that's what he wants... I'll give him some joy. — She concluded.

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After another lively dinner with her friends, Helena went to work a little on her notebook. She checked personal and work emails. She also accessed her social media accounts. When she went to f*******:, she saw some friend requests that, unfortunately, she recognized... they were Luiz's friends!

"Does he know that his friends have sent me friend requests?" She thought. Then she snorted to herself. "Maybe they sent me orders at his request. Or her!"

She'd also seen other friend requests from strangers, one more disgusting than the next. When imagining that they were friends with that b***h, she didn't even bother to look, she deleted and blocked them all.

As much as she didn't want to and knowing she shouldn't, she always remembered him.

— While the retard here is crying because of him, he's there in the other's bed, laughing in my face... I hope you cry tears of blood! — She cursed an old Greek saying that her family used a lot.

And speaking of them, she remembered when she took him to meet them. Her parents only accepted her relationship with Luiz out of consideration for her. Her brothers even thought it was cool to meet a UFC champion, but like everyone else, they also found it strange that her sister, practically a lady, got involved with a tremendous troglodyte.

"I love that troglodyte and I don't care if he's an ogre! I don't need a prince, a lord, whatever! Can you understand that or is it difficult?"

That's what she always said... in the end, her ogre ended up with an ogre of the same species.

While she was lost in her thoughts, she heard the sound of a piano being played in the apartment across the street. She went to have a look and saw that her neighbor was playing and suddenly she started singing. The music was beautiful and so was her voice.

"Aveces siento la lluvia que cae en mí cuando miro al cielo, siento el frío que se quema dentro de mí cuando no estás conmigo, aveces pienso que de nuevo te voy a perder una vez más, aveces pienso en nuestro amor!"

"Oh how beautiful!" she thought. She stayed there all night, listening to him play and sing. When he finished, she couldn't resist and clapped her hands together. He just looked aside to see who it was. She was too embarrassed to be seen. Thinking he didn't much like being watched, she slipped inside. He whistled loudly for her to hear and gestured for her to stay.

She stayed and made a gesture with both thumbs, saying that she loved the song. He bowed in thanks for the compliment, but he also made an expression like he was disappointed...

It was her pajamas he was looking at. At the time, she was wearing super fluffy and soft white pajamas as it was very cold in Paris this time of year. And he, once again, in sweatpants and no shirt. If she asked how he could bear to be like that.

She looked at her own pajamas and understood what he wanted: to see her in a red nightgown. She then asked him to wait a minute. She walked in and a few minutes later, she appeared on the porch in her nightgown, feeling like the most beautiful woman in the world.

And to her neighbor, at that very moment, she was the most beautiful woman in the world!

That nightgown must be magical, because it had the power to bring out what was already beautiful: the red of the fabric enhanced the tone of her light brown skin. The half-cup b*a highlighted her breasts. The lace-lined corset part further accentuated her doll-like waist. And the flowing part, made of a fabric that imitated a silk, that started more or less at the generous hips, was transparent with two slits that went up to the knee, gave a beautiful display of her beautiful legs.

That is, it was she who completed the beauty of the nightgown.

And at that moment, his neighbor couldn't stand such beauty. He asked her to take a walk. When she turned onto her back, holding her hair up to reveal the back of her nightgown, which actually looked like a corset with tiny satin ribbons entwined, he pretended to swoon in astonishment.

To make the situation more fun, she lifted her nightgown more or less to her thighs, showing off her beautiful legs. He almost had a heart attack!

Helena thought it best to stop, before he fell off the porch. She made a sign that she was going to enter. Before she entered, he asked to wait a moment. He came in and came back with a guitar and started singing another song.

Once he was done, he thanked her for listening to him. The two said goodbye and each went back to her room. She was still hurt by Luiz's betrayal, but she admitted to herself: that seduction game with the neighbor was doing a lot of good for her self-esteem.