Monaco Jet Set Chronicles

Meanwhile, Thierry Rozier is out in the arena talking horses with his brother, Philippe, who competed in the show along with Charlotte. Phil's fine new stallion, Thierry's progress with Charlotte, etc. Phil places a hand on Thierry's shoulder. "Come on, bro, come clean. What have you and Charley *really* been up to?"

Thierry dips his head while smirking despite himself.

Phil kept trying to weasel the information out of Thierry. "Thierry, what's your secret? When I was Charley's coach, she never won second prize in anything. Since you've been on the job, she's won first prize in a jockey and second prize today in a two phase."

"She's a very talented girl," Thierry said.

Phil burst out laughing. "Yeah, TALENTED!! At WHAT??!!"

Thierry began stepping away from Phil. "I'm sorry, Phil, I'm not sure where you're going with this conversation, but I don't think it's appropriate here."

As Thierry walked to the back areas of the arena, in the direction of the changing rooms, he smiled as had been doing a lot lately. He and Charlotte had not done anything (yet) but everyone who knew them well seemed to sense sparks. Even her mother. Caroline liked Thierry a lot, but sometimes she would become a little worried if Thierry paid too much attention to her daughter and Charlotte encouraged him too much. The last thing Caroline wanted to admit, however, was that a 30 year old man was flirting with her daughter and her daughter was encouraging it. Caroline tried to keep Thierry at bay, only having Charlotte around him for showjumping practice and competitions, or maybe an occasional charity ball. Thierry knew from the grapevine (gossip travels fast in the jet set) that Caroline was concerned about her daughter's interest in very older men: David Alexis, Hubertus Herring-Frankensdorf, himself.

As Thierry stepped into the dark hall outside the men's and women's changing rooms, it was empty and quiet. He heard female voices coming from inside the female changing room. Familiar voices. He stopped near the door and listened more intently. The voices weren't talking; they were moaning, sexual noises. From two females! Thierry's face brightened in delighted shock. Two females getting it on in the changing rooms??!!!!!!!!!!! Every man's fantasy to hear/see that!! Thierry put his ear closer to the door and enjoyed the lovely sounds. He glanced behind him. The arena was clearing out. People were going home. He wondered who the girls in the room could possibly be. He knew Charlotte had gone off to change later than everyone else and that her family was leaving without her because she was staying the night at the Pozzo di Borgo villa... but could it be? No way!!

Bubbling with curiosity, Thierry slowly and carefully opened the door just a teeny bit for a discreet peak. He couldn't see anyone. He glanced behind him again to make sure no one would see him poking into the female room. Not a soul in sight. He slipped inside the room and ever so carefully closed the door behind him. He realized that the two women were in one of the cabinets. He walked slowly and carefully along the row of cabinets, their lovely noises growing more audible. Finally he saw their bare feet. One of them appeared to be leaning against a wall and the other was facing her. Thierry decided to take a seat on a leather sofa and masturbate while listening to them. He very carefully sat down so as not to make any noise that would distract them and unzipped his pants, removing his already somewhat hard penis. He stroked it and leaned his head back, closing his eyes in pleasure.