My First Honeymoon with My Polish Wife in Paris and the Unknown Seducer

Our future is always mysterious and always unknown. No one for certain can say anything definitely about future. But did anyone faced life in such a way, as I had to?

Everyone has a plan for his or her honeymoon. It is officially entering into married life. But today has it much importance? For today's youth every hour may be a honeymoon hour. But my honeymoon becomes a great disaster and I never in my wildest dream had ever dreamed that it could be like this. Who have ever thought that on the honeymoon his newly married wife will be at the hands of an unknown man and he will take every pleasure of the sweet girl?

However my Honeymoon plan was to visit Paris far from my home. Since my new wife Ronita is a great lover of French culture and cuisine. But is not on a distant journey,as we were living then in Belgium. Though my wife is of polish origin and has a great exciting feature but rather innocent for a modern girl. She is such a beauty that as if goddess Venus has descended to earth for me.

... I went on to forget my disaster that happened just a few hours before in this very room. I hugged her and gave her a hard pounding and released on her secret cave and said , oh, dear, forget everything, forget all. At night, I had again sex with her only to make myself forget the bitter incident.

In the next morning, we departed from the hotel. The manager bid farewell to us and he with a smile said, I hoped we have served you well Madam and you also, sir". I looked straight into his eyes. Who knows, he may be the culprit. But for sure, I shall not again visit Paris and not definitely with my sweet wife. No one should leave his sweet wife without proper guard or else some other stranger may steal your hard earned honey at any time.

But does she forget it? She is sleeping now and smiling as if remembering her great enjoyment with the unknown room boy or that seducer.