As she first laid eyes on the beautiful Marie Antoinette, Gabrielle knew instantly that she was gay. It was the way that the beauty first exited from her carriage and walked across the white gravel, and the way she talked and oh how those amazing breasts tried to force themselves out of that white corset.
'Damn it Gabrielle, you're not allowed to be thinking things like this, it's downright sinful and if the doctors found out, they would put you away.' Cried a voice in her head. "Maybe I should go and talk to her." Gabrielle told herself, after all her voice was just trying to make her feel ashamed. In fact she felt ashamed and sinful but she enjoyed it.
The lady Antoinette sat at a large elegant dining table when she walked in following behind the others. She wanted the best spot next to Marie so she tried her best to run for the seat opposite to her but not letting anyone become suspicious.
Pulling the chair out from behind her, Gabrielle sat down to an indifferent Marie staring at the red wine held in a tall crystallized glass. "So you're the beautiful Marie Antoinette?" The lady looked up with a puzzled look. "Excuse me?" The love sick woman was mesmerized by those first two words, Marie had spoken to, and she was very lucky to even receive acknowledgment from such a powerful lady. "I am the Dutchess Yolande Martine Gabrielle de Polastron, and my what a wonderful pleasure to be able to meet you." Marie smiled, 'wow she smiled at me, Marie Antoinette smiled at me, I think I'm going to receive an orgasm,' she forced it down even though she could feel her panties soak beneath her.
"Well my lady if you need anything, you can always come to me." With those last few words, Marie took one more look at Gabrielle and it was as if they could read each other's minds, they wanted each other. Perhaps later on in the evening, Gabrielle would lead her to the garden and see what they could get out of it.