Good things come to those who wait, or so they say.
My patience was severely tested for the past year or so in trying to finally meet Bijou. She has been on my “to do” list for a couple of years now. I’ve always liked her posting style and the feisty, “take no shit from anyone” personality it reveals. In June 2007, I visited Vancouver for the first time in over a year (I haven’t been back since), and as (my bad) luck would have it, she was visiting family in Montreal.
Then, a few months ago, Bijou scheduled a trip to Winnipeg, so I booked her, only to have her cancel her trip due to too many cancellations. It seemed the much-anticipated encounter would never take place.
Bijou recently decided to try Winnipeg again, and scheduled a trip here last week. I booked her for a two hour appointment on Thursday afternoon at her rate of $500. I was concerned once again when she posted that she had a lot of cancellations, but she decided not to cancel this trip anyway. Everything was set, until she missed her flight from Edmonton on Wednesday. Uh-oh! However, she was able to reschedule her flight for Thursday, so everything seemed OK, and my appointment wouldn’t need to be changed. I even sent her a joking e-mail telling her not to miss her flight, and she laughed back. Well, guess what? She had problems with her dog carrier, and she missed that flight too! I told her all we could do was laugh about it, and we agreed to reschedule at our mutual convenience after she finally got to Winnipeg.
On Friday afternoon, I received an e-mail from Bijou telling me she was now in Winnipeg. We agreed on a 5 PM appointment that same day for two hours. She gave me her hotel room number and asked me to call her when I arrived to give her a heads up. At precisely 5 PM, I called her from the hotel parking lot, and she asked me to give her five more minutes. I should have realized she meant a woman’s five minutes, not a man’s, because when I approached her door, I could hear the shower running. I didn’t knock, and paced around the hallway for another five minutes or so. When I could hear that the water was no longer running, I knocked on her door.
Bijou answered the door, wearing a towel, with water droplets still on her face and shoulders. Some of her photos on her site show her face, and it was definitely her. She has girl next door looks, with lovely big eyes. We hugged gingerly so I didn’t get too wet. She also introduced me to her traveling companion, a lovely, docile black dog (female) who seemed very happy to see me. I petted her too. I handed Bijou the envelope and opened the bottle of French red wine I had promised to bring. We clinked glasses and sat down on the bed to chat a little. It was obvious we were pretty comfortable with each other after all the previous correspondence. After a few minutes, I sidled up to her and put my arms around her. Passionate DFKing was the almost immediate result.
Before things got too hot, I excused myself to do the obligatory washing of the ABC and returned to find her lying on the bed under the covers, looking very coy. We resumed where we had left off, and I peeled back the covers to reveal her full C’s, topped by small, almost tiny, nipples. Like most redheads, Bijou has very pale, almost alabaster, skin, but without the massive freckles that many redheads have. Her nipples responded very quickly to gentle caresses and licks, and were rock hard in short order. I proceeded downward to her fully shaven and impeccably clean peach, and started to DATY. She is very responsive, but proved to be somewhat of a challenge. Several times, she seemed to be on the edge, only to fall back a little. Despite my lingual fatigue, I persevered, and had a moment of inspiration. With that minor modification, she got over the top in spectacular fashion, the resulting earthquake lasting through several distinct tremors. I knew better than to ask her to reciprocate immediately, despite my raging boner, so we cuddled for a few minutes.
It was now Bijou’s turn to impress me with her own oral skills, and, wow, did she ever! She didn’t just pump Avery Junior vigorously in the hope of getting me off quickly; she made slow, passionate love to the cute little fellow. It’s always easy for the receiver of oral sex to tell whether the provider genuinely likes to do it. With Bijou, it’s obviously a labour of love. She ranks in my all-time top five in that department, along with the likes of the legendary Alexandra Heart and Lily Love (formerly Jasmine) of Montreal, and our very own Calgary Jenn. It was one for the ages, and, somewhere around the ten minute mark or so, there was a second earthquake in the room.
We cuddled and canoodled while chatting and sipping wine. Bijou is very bright and has the maturity (she’s 31, I think) to carry on an adult conversation. She’s also a delightful snuggle bunny, as well as a skilled, passionate lover. At around the 90 minute mark or so, it was becoming obvious that we were starting Round Two, so I excused myself to freshen up. Once I returned, the action started in earnest. I was going to DATY again, but she said she was still too sensitive, so she worked the little guy until he was in full bloom once again. Once the cover was safely in place, Avery Junior slipped very nicely into his temporary home, while Bijou was on her back. In short order, her legs were up on my shoulders. There’s something about that position that tells me the lady wants me to go full throttle, no holds barred, so that’s exactly what I did. It wasn’t quite “wham bam, thank you ma’am”, but it was definitely not a marathon. It didn’t take long at all for a third earthquake to shake the room.
More cuddling and wine sipping ensued, until our time was up. She’s not a clock watcher, as I was the one who noticed that the two hour mark had arrived. After a quick cleanup, I got dressed. We embraced and kissed one last time, and I was on my way, trying not to look too smugly satisfied.
I should also add that Bijou’s dog is not a factor at all. Naked men having sex with ladies who have dogs are often nervous that the dog will think its mistress is being attacked. Not to worry here – Bijou’s dog slept in a corner from the ten minute mark until just before I left. I gave her one last, appreciative pat on the head.
I would definitely repeat with Bijou if the opportunity presented itself. While I’m sure she’s capable of seducing young men too, she is a true courtesan whose company would probably be better appreciated by gents her own age or older.
Bijou prefers e-mail for initial contact, and doesn’t give out her phone number until a booking has been made. Here is a link to her web page:
My patience was severely tested for the past year or so in trying to finally meet Bijou. She has been on my “to do” list for a couple of years now. I’ve always liked her posting style and the feisty, “take no shit from anyone” personality it reveals. In June 2007, I visited Vancouver for the first time in over a year (I haven’t been back since), and as (my bad) luck would have it, she was visiting family in Montreal.
Then, a few months ago, Bijou scheduled a trip to Winnipeg, so I booked her, only to have her cancel her trip due to too many cancellations. It seemed the much-anticipated encounter would never take place.Bijou recently decided to try Winnipeg again, and scheduled a trip here last week. I booked her for a two hour appointment on Thursday afternoon at her rate of $500. I was concerned once again when she posted that she had a lot of cancellations, but she decided not to cancel this trip anyway. Everything was set, until she missed her flight from Edmonton on Wednesday. Uh-oh! However, she was able to reschedule her flight for Thursday, so everything seemed OK, and my appointment wouldn’t need to be changed. I even sent her a joking e-mail telling her not to miss her flight, and she laughed back. Well, guess what? She had problems with her dog carrier, and she missed that flight too!
I told her all we could do was laugh about it, and we agreed to reschedule at our mutual convenience after she finally got to Winnipeg.On Friday afternoon, I received an e-mail from Bijou telling me she was now in Winnipeg. We agreed on a 5 PM appointment that same day for two hours. She gave me her hotel room number and asked me to call her when I arrived to give her a heads up. At precisely 5 PM, I called her from the hotel parking lot, and she asked me to give her five more minutes. I should have realized she meant a woman’s five minutes, not a man’s, because when I approached her door, I could hear the shower running. I didn’t knock, and paced around the hallway for another five minutes or so. When I could hear that the water was no longer running, I knocked on her door.
Bijou answered the door, wearing a towel, with water droplets still on her face and shoulders. Some of her photos on her site show her face, and it was definitely her. She has girl next door looks, with lovely big eyes. We hugged gingerly so I didn’t get too wet. She also introduced me to her traveling companion, a lovely, docile black dog (female) who seemed very happy to see me. I petted her too. I handed Bijou the envelope and opened the bottle of French red wine I had promised to bring. We clinked glasses and sat down on the bed to chat a little. It was obvious we were pretty comfortable with each other after all the previous correspondence. After a few minutes, I sidled up to her and put my arms around her. Passionate DFKing was the almost immediate result.
Before things got too hot, I excused myself to do the obligatory washing of the ABC and returned to find her lying on the bed under the covers, looking very coy. We resumed where we had left off, and I peeled back the covers to reveal her full C’s, topped by small, almost tiny, nipples. Like most redheads, Bijou has very pale, almost alabaster, skin, but without the massive freckles that many redheads have. Her nipples responded very quickly to gentle caresses and licks, and were rock hard in short order. I proceeded downward to her fully shaven and impeccably clean peach, and started to DATY. She is very responsive, but proved to be somewhat of a challenge. Several times, she seemed to be on the edge, only to fall back a little. Despite my lingual fatigue, I persevered, and had a moment of inspiration. With that minor modification, she got over the top in spectacular fashion, the resulting earthquake lasting through several distinct tremors. I knew better than to ask her to reciprocate immediately, despite my raging boner, so we cuddled for a few minutes.
It was now Bijou’s turn to impress me with her own oral skills, and, wow, did she ever! She didn’t just pump Avery Junior vigorously in the hope of getting me off quickly; she made slow, passionate love to the cute little fellow. It’s always easy for the receiver of oral sex to tell whether the provider genuinely likes to do it. With Bijou, it’s obviously a labour of love. She ranks in my all-time top five in that department, along with the likes of the legendary Alexandra Heart and Lily Love (formerly Jasmine) of Montreal, and our very own Calgary Jenn. It was one for the ages, and, somewhere around the ten minute mark or so, there was a second earthquake in the room.
We cuddled and canoodled while chatting and sipping wine. Bijou is very bright and has the maturity (she’s 31, I think) to carry on an adult conversation. She’s also a delightful snuggle bunny, as well as a skilled, passionate lover. At around the 90 minute mark or so, it was becoming obvious that we were starting Round Two, so I excused myself to freshen up. Once I returned, the action started in earnest. I was going to DATY again, but she said she was still too sensitive, so she worked the little guy until he was in full bloom once again. Once the cover was safely in place, Avery Junior slipped very nicely into his temporary home, while Bijou was on her back. In short order, her legs were up on my shoulders. There’s something about that position that tells me the lady wants me to go full throttle, no holds barred, so that’s exactly what I did. It wasn’t quite “wham bam, thank you ma’am”, but it was definitely not a marathon. It didn’t take long at all for a third earthquake to shake the room.
More cuddling and wine sipping ensued, until our time was up. She’s not a clock watcher, as I was the one who noticed that the two hour mark had arrived. After a quick cleanup, I got dressed. We embraced and kissed one last time, and I was on my way, trying not to look too smugly satisfied.
I should also add that Bijou’s dog is not a factor at all. Naked men having sex with ladies who have dogs are often nervous that the dog will think its mistress is being attacked. Not to worry here – Bijou’s dog slept in a corner from the ten minute mark until just before I left. I gave her one last, appreciative pat on the head.
I would definitely repeat with Bijou if the opportunity presented itself. While I’m sure she’s capable of seducing young men too, she is a true courtesan whose company would probably be better appreciated by gents her own age or older.
Bijou prefers e-mail for initial contact, and doesn’t give out her phone number until a booking has been made. Here is a link to her web page:
