“Maybe, but not necessarily. If I’d have known I’d have such a divine beauty on my arm for the anniversary celebration I would have had our designers put together something exclusively for you. Even though there isn’t time for that I have no doubts that you’ll be the gem of the celebration.”
Mandi was completely enjoying the lavish attention and praise that Sergio was giving her. He was making her feel like a queen and it was exciting. Things got even more interesting when they walked in to the first boutique shop together. Everyone immediately went up to Sergio, saying, “Good day, Mr. Leon. How may we help you?”
“I want you to help Mandi out in every way possible. If she sees something she wishes to try on help her out and please speak English if possible,” Sergio said. Mandi didn’t really know what he was saying at that moment because he spoke Italian to the staff, but she recognized her name rolling off Sergio’s sexy lips and it had never sounded better before.
Mandi loved shopping, but was a bit shy about shopping at the boutiques. She didn’t have the type of money to pay the prices they were asking and while things were lovely they were not affordable. She didn’t want to waste anyone’s time, especially Sergio’s.
Seeing a pair of sunglasses on a shelf display Mandi picked them up and put them on. They were amazing. They had wire rims with thick sides and gemmed butterflies upon them. They were fun, wild, and flirty. She smiled at herself in the mirror, pleased with how they looked on her. Then she took them off and noticed the price tag. They were $500.00 US dollars and definitely out of her budget. She may be with a Leon family member, but she didn’t have access to the same cash as them.
“Those look fantastic on you,” Sergio said. “We must get them.”
Mandi blushed, not liking that she would have to confess just how different their financial leagues were at that moment. She leaned in to Sergio and whispered, “I can’t afford these, Sergio. Yes they are amazing, but they’ll just have to be amazing on some other lucky woman.”
“Nonsense, Mandi,” Sergio immediately rebutted. “I have taken you to Rome for a date and an amazing adventure. Shopping is a part of it.” Before Mandi could say anything else Sergio looked over to the staff, which were all listening attentively, and told them to put it on his store credit.
Ten minutes later they were walking out of the boutique and Mandi was sporting her new sunglasses. She felt like royalty herself and decided to put the thought of Sergio spending all the money he was on her out of her mind. He offered and she didn’t ask, she reminded herself.
Mandi found that the next four boutiques all did the exact same as the first. They acknowledged Sergio and some of the younger woman blushed and hustled around at his every command. It most have drove them crazy that they were waiting on Mandi though and she couldn’t blame them for thinking she was a heck of a lucky woman.
It was so much fun and the highlight came when they found the perfect dress for Mandi at one of the boutiques. She couldn’t even believe how amazing it was and it was more formal than any dress she’d ever worn before. Sergio told her that the dress was a true original, just like Mandi, and made for her. She looked exquisite. It was a strapless dress with a plunging neckline that really pushed up Mandi’s already ample cleavage and the back plunged down even further, showing the small of her back. There were emerald gems on the dresses bodice that sparkled in the light and the black fabric underneath made them pop out even more. As the dress went down it hugged Mandi’s curvy hips perfectly and then flared out as it extended toward the ground, revealing a slit on one side that couldn’t help but draw attention to Mandi’s lean muscular legs.
The dress was incredible enough, but when Sergio helped her pick out the accessories she saw just why he was one of the best. He had an eye for original pieces that would go together. It started with a beautiful comb for Mandi’s hair that had a peacock feather in it that was the exact same color as the emeralds on the dress, not to mention Mandi’s inviting green eyes. The shoes were strappy and divine, making Mandi five inches taller and more statuesque than she already was.
By the time the shopping adventure was over Mandi had lost track of just how much she had gotten from Sergio. They hadn’t had to carry any parcels around because the boutiques would deliver it right to Benvenuto.
That night by the time sleep came, Mandi was exhausted and utterly happy. She couldn’t have asked for anything more.
Chapter 12
The day of the factory’s anniversary celebration had arrived and Mandi was excited about the entire day ahead of her. Sergio was gone, attending to last minute details and making sure everything was in place.
Mandi was gone too, but it was to dreams and faraway places in her mind. As a treat and a way to spend her day, Sergio had a full staff of people come over to attend to all her needs. She was in the bedroom and it felt like her own private spa. It was incredible.
It started with a massage that was absolutely relaxing. The masterful hands of Francois, the masseuse, kneaded Mandi’s skin, hitting the few tense spots she had and releasing them without the excruciating pain that can come with such things. At one point she even fell asleep as the gentle sound of the ocean traveled into the room from the open windows and the aromatic oils absorbed into her skin. It was absolutely amazing. Mandi thought she’d maybe try to learn how to give a great massage so she could give one to Sergio that was followed by some of the amazing talents he possessed sexually. It made her smile.
Next was the pedicure and manicure. The nail technician pulled out her caddy of nail colors and set it down next to the dress, which was carefully drawn out over a stand in the corner so it wouldn’t wrinkle or lose its form. She found the perfect shade of bronze for Mandi to wear. The color was represented into the gorgeous peacock feathers of the comb and it shimmered like it was a piece of metal reflecting in the mid day’s sun.
Mandi found herself with a few hours to do as she wished before the hair stylist came and did her hair. Sergio had said that they’d do her make-up too, but Mandi drew the line there. She liked doing her own make-up and didn’t like to wear it heavy either, knowing that her natural features and skin tone were favorable. She smiled, thinking of the words that her mother once said. “I don’t fill my canvas up with color to hide the natural beauty of what I’m doing, I make sure everything I put enhances the natural beauty of the subject.” Mandi wasn’t as good at applying that advice to art, but she had managed to become masterful with make-up.