An innocent joke!

Enke, who as a good diplomat and scholar could speak a little Italian so she first brought her new friend to the buffet table and ordered two glasses of sparkling wine from the servant who was in charge of the drinks. The first he kept for himself while the second he passed to the other woman. The bodyguard took the goblet and took a sip.

“Delicious this sparkling wine, tell me what the prince is like in everyday life? He is certainly a histrionic character.”

The piratess somewhat uncomfortable and embarrassed because since she had entered the men would not stop staring at her cleavage was cursing herself. What's more, all too often she wandered her eyes downward to see how revealing she might have become in walking. She did not want her breasts to come back out as they did on the carriage, but soon realized that standing beside Enke disfigured and indeed was less conspicuous as the noblewoman's breasts were fully exposed. Distracted by these thoughts that brought her to this realization she did not immediately realize that her interlocutor was talking to her!

Enke, who as a good diplomat and scholar could speak a little Italian so she first brought her new friend to the buffet table and ordered two glasses of sparkling wine from the servant who was in charge of the drinks. The first he kept for himself while the second he passed to the other woman. The bodyguard took the goblet and took a sip.

“Delicious this sparkling wine, tell me what the prince is like in everyday life? He is certainly a histrionic character.”

The piratess somewhat uncomfortable and embarrassed because since she had entered the men would not stop staring at her cleavage was cursing herself. What's more, all too often she wandered her eyes downward to see how revealing she might have become in walking. She did not want her breasts to come back out as they did on the carriage, but soon realized that standing beside Enke disfigured and indeed was less conspicuous as the noblewoman's breasts were fully exposed. Distracted by these thoughts that brought her to this realization she did not immediately realize that her interlocutor was talking to her!

The noblewoman, shrewd and much less demure than the bodyguard guessed on the fly that Marie must have been somewhat concerned about the neckline of the dress she was wearing, so with a mischievous smile she came up with a jaunty idea-after all, it was her house where the party was taking place, wasn't it?

Without saying anything to her he reached out his hand and - ZAC! She pulled down the line of her cleavage and placed it under her breasts exposing Marie's breasts in all their glory, the pirate's breasts moved naturally and danced for a while and then settled into their perfect, parted shape. Marie was dismayed and wanted to scream, but she remembered that this was the hostess and at the moment thought of a joke, albeit in bad taste she made to bring her hands to her breasts but Enke promptly told her:

“No! Don't cover yourself. Woe to you if you do. You were so busy looking at your cleavage that I thought it best to help you. Now you have a perfect French neckline. You don't have to worry about your breasts coming out. It's already all visible this way!What nice nice turgid nipples you have blessed you are still young.”

Marie designed on commission by the artist Harriz!

“The -- I thank you Madame Enke, but this way I don't feel comfortable and everyone is looking at us!”

“Exactly we have to be the center of attention. And I remind you that I'm someone who knows a lot about fashion, do you want to contradict me? You are my guest after all, so just do as I say.” Enke was having a lot of fun behind this naive little girl's back. If she managed to leave her so undressed she could always say she wanted to imitate her.

Meanwhile, a German nobleman whom Marie did not know arrived and started talking to them. It was evident that this old man was staring at both the hostess's and the guest's breasts, Enke introduced her friend to the newcomer, and the bodyguard was sure that she was commenting on his breasts, then as soon as that individual left the noblewoman turned to her new colleague in fashion and said to her:

“Seen Duke Herpen has congratulated you on your courage. No one will tell you anything as long as you are with me. So I return to order you not to cover yourselves! Follow me and I will give you a good tour of the party.”