Madame de Montespan

Madame de Montespan was born of a very old and respected family in France. She and her sisters were very proud of their heritage. If anything, Athenais was too proud. She honestly believed herself to be more important in birthright than the King. I should imagine that the King enjoyed punishing her for her extreme vanity in that respect. Louis XIV became ensnared by the Queen's lady in waiting since she had set her cap for him when she watched his affair with Louise de la Valliere melt away through no fault of either the King or Louise, but due simply to too many children spirited away and cared for by friends of the king so that Louise began to feel guilt and long suffering for her acts of sin. Through a kind of osmosis which the King could sense from his young mistress, his attention soon strayed to the eager Athenais who had unbeknownst to him cast her spells and enchantments on him. He soon found himself in her arms and enjoying her ardent lovemaking, causing him to forget not only his wife,the Queen, but the lovely, sincere but guilty Louise. Athenais was all too bold and aggressive when he had first met her, but he soon succumbed to her flirtatious and daring invitations sent through her eyes, her touching his skin ever so slightly, and bending low so that he could see her bosom burst through her gown. He drew her close to him, whispered in her ear to meet him in a secret chamber that evening. She bowed gracefully, fully, backed away from him slowly, then turned to prepare herself for the evening to be spent with her lover, the handsome young king of France. She smiled to herself inwardly, thinking I owe much to my friend, the lady of the evening, Madame Voisine. I shall reward her well. The King smiled to himself, thinking only of the chance to hold Athenais tightly, to watch her undress slowly before him, to remove her jewelry with care, to run his fingers through her long, silky hair, to kiss her soft tender lips, to swoon with inner delight when she would return those long, deep kisses. He could not wait to see her. He was in love again.Love, that wonderful deep mystical intoxicating force that made him feel as though he were free, alive, and vibrant. He wanted to dance from the ceilings from the power of that love that drove him to forsake not only his wife but his innocent seeming young mistress. He would live forever with a love that could give him such hope, such energy, such abandon. Athenais was sheer magic.