What would an evening with the Voluptuous Libertine be like? I'm sure you all are just dying to know. I've decided to write a post about the ideal encounter. Naturally, this will vary a little bit depending on the date's planned events but not too much I would hope.
We meet in a lovely, upscale tavern, lounge or restaurant such as Alinea or Rebar, where the patrons are well-dressed and sophisticated. I will be dressed to match, most likely in the staple of every woman's evening wardrobe, the black dress. While it follows my curves and shows enough leg to be fashionable but not so much as to be vulgar. Fashionable jewelry and cosmetics that enhance the beauty Nature blessed me with. My excitement and anticipation for our time together beaming through, glowing. In short, well-dressed and sophisticated. We spot each other across the room, meet and greet with my bright smile, customary warm hug and Continental kisses.
At our table and after ordering a glass of wine or other drink of choice, we handle the necessary business. I am handed my gift requirement, which is situated in an envelope with my name on it within a gift bag, magazine or perhaps a book you noticed on my reading list that I have yet to purchase. That out of the way, we continue with our evening. Perhaps we stay for dinner and chat about a variety of topics from fine art to travel, society, politics, entertainment, astronomy or even the weather. Maybe after our drinks we proceed to an art exhibit, the opera or symphony, a private party or other event.
And afterward? A nightcap? A sensually prolonged kiss goodnight? Who knows what will happen between two (or more) consenting adults? The night must write itself.
Or perhaps we are not meeting for an evening but a morning or afternoon. A trip to the Art Institute, free in February, or MoMA or maybe something more avant-garde like Gallery Provocateur. We could ride the ferris wheel at Navy Pier, visit Millennium Park or Lincoln Park Zoo among a variety of fun Chicago sites. Afterward we will have a decadent lunch at Wave, Sixteen, or The Lobby at Peninsula. It may be that we must appear to be having a business meeting and I arrive dressed appropriately and professionally in a well-appointed suit. If our date is on a day in the late spring or early summer, a picnic in the park or on the lakefront. Again, how the date will end is entirely up to us, though I have every assurance that it will be one of mutual pleasure.
I don't know about you, but I'm anxious to have a date to explore, discover and satisfy my burning curiosity. Read the rest of my site and then email me.
Ninon Baccara, The Voluptuous Libertine
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