I had wanted to see the very in-demand Monique for some time but in this case I completely lucked out. My original appointment had cancelled due to car trouble and although the agency’s daily ad web site said that she was available I did not give myself much of a chance. Amazingly, she was free and I headed over to the upscale condo building and knocked on her door.
On local escort discussion boards, Monique gets rave reviews that rate her with top scores in both appearance and performance. On the agency web site, her photos are erotic and enticing. However, nothing prepared me for the beauty that opened the door of the downtown Toronto condominium.
I suspect my eyes may have been popping a bit as I took in this vision of blonde and black lace and she welcomed me with a kiss on the cheek. Monique was wearing a black bra that lifted her breasts up and forward; a leather G-string; black lace thigh highs; and black stiletto heels that brought her almost to my eye level. Her hair was wavy and blonde, falling around her shoulders and framing an absolutely beautiful face. She had used mascara and eyeliner to highlight her best feature (yeah, I know!) – her grey green eyes. Her “bee-stung” lips had a lovely shade of lipstick and pouted with the promise of things to come.
We sat together on the bed and I offered her a mimosa (fresh orange juice and champagne) that I had brought in a thermos. We talked as we drank and I was enchanted by her soft Baltic accent, charm, and intelligence. I would later discover that she speaks four languages – as if I didn’t feel inadequate enough! I told her that her agency web site pictures did not do her justice and she shrugged and said that she didn’t think she was very photogenic. I excused myself to the shower and returned to find Monique stretched out on the bed with her arms open. I slipped next to her on the bed and it seemed completely natural that we begin kissing. VIPs read on.