The autumn sun warms them as they watch the ducks float silently by. Their hands bound by the love and utter happiness they feel. They have been in Paris a mere two weeks. In that time Georg has opened Marias eyes to a world outside Salzburg. The delight he feels every time he shows her something new. Though he is twenty years older than she is he feels like a teenager again. Yes he has been to Paris many times but this time it feels as though he is seeing it for the first time through her eyes. He watches as she takes in the sites around her. He recalls their wedding night and how nervous she was. He will always cherish the look of trust and love in her eyes as he made love to her for the first time. The thought that he was the first and only man to see and touch her in that way made his desire for her stronger.
Maria looks at him and still can't believe he is her husband. If someone told her a few months ago that she would be married in the fall and on her honeymoon she would have thought him or her crazy. But now she can't imagine what her life would be without him. The last two weeks have been like a dream. A dream she never wants to wake from. As he takes her hand and gently kisses it she is reminded of their wedding night. How gentle and loving Georg had been. How he understood her nervousness. How he took her hands and kissed them, slowly kissing her arms then her neck and finally her mouth. How Georg slowly made love to her letting her desire slowly build. She only has to look into his eyes and the desire to make love to him overpowers her.
They continue walking and find they are in the perfume district of Paris. As they walk past each shop Maria is overwhelmed with the many scents that waft through the air. One shop catches her eye.
" Georg can we go in there? She says pointing to a storefront. Georg looks and nods his head. They walk into the shop and Maria walks around looking and sniffing all the different perfumes. Maria seeing Georg looking out of place suggests he goes outside as she will be out in a couple of minutes. Relieved Georg steps out.
A saleswoman walks over to Maria" Can I help you Mademoiselle?
"I am looking for some perfume and bath oil I don't want anything too strong. Maybe something light and airy" Maria says picking up a bottle and smelling it.
"I think I have what you want right here. This perfume has a hint of vanilla and is not strong at all", the woman says handing Maria the bottle. Maria smells the perfume and nods her head in agreement.
"I have many types of oils. Some for the bath and some to put on after" the woman says handing Maria a rather large bottle. Maria opens the bottle and is pleased with the scent. The woman hands her another bottle of oil. Maria opens the bottle and is intrigued with what she smells." This is unusual, what is it? She asks.
"This is massage oil from the orient. The spices are said to excite the mind and the body. Would you like a bottle?" the woman asks.
At first Maria starts to say no but then she changes her mind. Georg has given her so much maybe it is time she gives him something.
The saleswoman wraps her purchases and thanks her.
Maria walks outside and looks for Georg. She finds him watching a painter.
" All done my love" he says kissing her cheek. Did you find something that pleases you?
" Yes and I hope it also pleases you" she says smiling at him. He looks at her rather amused.
"Anything you do pleases me. Are you ready to go back to the hotel? I thought we could relax a bit before dinner," Georg says as he puts his arm around her.
Maria smiles and agrees thinking I have just the thing.
