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Here’s another story that doesn’t do anything for the Frenchmen’s image.

My boss is English Canadian and since he doesn’t speak French, I’ve been on a few fun trips with him, notably at the doctor’s office (and no, I was allowed to stay in the waiting room) and at the police precinct at La Defense. But by far, this has got to beat them all !!

My boss lives with his family in a rented 3-bedroom house in a posh area near Versailles. His landlord is a lawyer who lives next door with his family, practically owns the entire street, and also happens to be the #2 guy in his town.

Met him for the first time a couple of days ago when I went to my boss’s place to help him translate. My boss and his family are moving back to Canada and of course, being the genuinely nice person that I am, I am helping him out with this as well.

So the lawyer, we’ll call him *Paul*, happened to be there that first day and my boss *David* introduced us. Paul’s eyes widened when he saw me and he told my boss in broken English that he was quite lucky to have me as his assistant. Of course, David and I laughed about it and mused that Paul must have old French hags as assistants…

That night, I stayed at a hotel near my workplace as I needed to return to David’s place early the next morning to fill out the paperwork and to make sure the movers haven’t forgotten anything. I got there about 9:15am, opened the door for them and I was ready to head back to Paris when I ran into Paul. We made small talk and confirmed that I would be calling him to set up a rendez-vous with my boss and I to do a walk-through in the house to make sure that everything is in order so that there won’t be any issues with returning the security deposit.

Paul saw that I was on foot and offered to give me a lift to the train station. I told him that I was fine and it would just be a nice walk for me but since he insisted, I took him up on it. I got into his car, belted up, and we hadn’t even left the street when he turned to me and asked if I liked to cuddle. Excuse me, I said ? I thought maybe I had heard wrong or hadn’t understood him properly… He said, yeah you must like cuddles. You’re a very sensual woman, I can tell from your eyes. Honestly, I was so flabbergasted that my first reaction was to laugh, more in disbelief than in anything else.

He asked me if I had time to go for a drink but I told him that I had to get back to work. He then asked me if I like girls. Err, what do you mean, do I like girls ? So he tells me he’s got a gorgeous British friend who’s multi-orgasmic and pretty much right then and there in his Peugeot 307cc he asks if I’d like to be in a threesome with them !!  Err, thanks but no thanks !! He said, are you sure ? You don’t want to because you have never tried it is all ! Maybe you would like it if you gave it a try ? Honestly, what was this old fart thinking !?!?

What was my reaction ?  Well, I was clearly taken aback but I have to admit the whole thing was so unbelievable that I managed to keep a smile on my face the entire time. I mean, not only did I not think I was ever going to have such a conversation but with my boss’s landlord no less !!!

And you know what, it’s 1am and I’m too pooped to finish my story so I will finish up this story another time…

Til then…

Good nite all