Monaco
When I left with my brother-in-law on his business trip, he told me he had business in London and Madrid. So, I thought those were the only 2 cities I would visit. I had no clue we would travel to other places. And, when we arrived in Madrid I thought we would be there much longer. We were only there a week when he told me his business was completed and the next 2 weeks were play time for us.
Other than London and Madrid, I never knew where he was taking me until we checked in at the airport. At the airport in Madrid I learned we were going to Nice, France. I didn’t know we weren’t stopping there. From the airport in Nice, we took a helicopter to Monaco. When I realized we were going to Monaco, I was stunned. Santorini, Mykonos, Athens and Majorca were amazingly wonderful surprises, but Monaco was on another level. I was truly speechless when I found out he was taking me there.
In middle school, I wrote a paper on Princess Grace of Monaco. Before she became a princess, she was a famous American actress named Grace Kelly. I was fascinated by her story long after I finished my paper. I watched some of her old movies and read a biography about her. I was thrilled when my Nana told me she met her once. This only enhanced my interest.
It never occurred to me to try to visit Monaco while in Europe. I don’t know why. On the helicopter ride, it felt like a dream going to a place I’ve imagined for years. It wasn’t as coincidental as it seemed. On the short flight from Nice to Monaco, my brother-in-law told me he knew of my interest in Princess Grace and Monaco. Evidently, my parents told my sister (who didn’t remember or didn’t know of my fascination). My sister told my brother-in-law and gave him the idea to surprise me with a trip to Monaco while we were in Europe.
While we were there, I spoke to my parents. I couldn’t believe they remembered I wrote the paper. My mother said she couldn’t forget because I was obsessed for weeks with everything to do with Princess Grace; she was all I talked about. She told me I wanted to change my name to Grace. Although I don’t remember that, it sounds like something silly I would say. I do remember being thrilled when my teacher told me I looked a little like Princess Grace. I think it had to do more with the blonde hair than the facial resemblance. She was a true beauty.
My brother-in-law had never been and it was wonderful being with him, both of us seeing Monaco for the 1st time together. The highlight for me was touring the Prince’s Palace where Princess Grace used to live. It was like walking through a fairy tale. To me, Monaco was regal and sexy at the same time.
Our 1st night, my brother-in-law could tell I was ultra-excited to be there. He said he was going to give me a regal plowing to celebrate. He reminded me it was my sister’s idea for him to bring me there, so it was only right for us to think of her as he fucked me. He said we were creating our own fairy tale.
Once upon a time a beautiful girl satisfies the needs of her sister’s husband because her sister can’t. The husband, although regretting his wife’s lack of interest, is very grateful for his sister-in-law’s extraordinary ability to more than meet his needs. And, for the foreseeable future the husband and sister-in-law continue fucking (without the wife’s knowledge) living their own happily ever after. (July 2018)
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