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Bit of everything in this one. I Wasn't sure what section to submit it under. No doubt someone will moan it's in the wrong one!
No need to tell me how bad my English is ...
Everything was going pretty swell. I'd recently got promoted at work and was now heading up a new investments department. As a consequence, we'd been able to move to a much larger house in a better area and were now starting to really enjoy the good things in life. That included a lovely new 4x4 car for my beautiful wife.
Louise, my wife, was over-the-moon with her brand new Range Rover and although the monthly payments were ridiculously high, she looked every-bit the part of the yummy-mummy in it. At 38 she looked stunning. She certainly worked at it though. Every morning, without fail, she'd work out in the gym to ensure her 38 year old body still resembled at 28 year olds. She was quite petite, very slim but with perfect size breasts. Pert and very firm breast too, all thanks to those gym work outs. The gym was another monthly expense though but hey, we could afford it. The new home meant moving to a new gym. Somehow, the new gym cost three times the cost of her old one but I never understood why.
Our only daughter, Sarah, was now 19 and at University, yet another huge cost each month. Hopefully, that was money well spent though. Louise's monthly credit card bills were also increasing vastly as she started to do more 'lunches' with our new rich neighbours. Although my new salary was excellent, it was already starting to feel the strain.
Then everything wasn't so swell. The company I'd spent the last 20 years with, working my way up each year, suddenly goes into receivership. Within a few weeks I'm out of work and without a wage. I wasn't too worried to start with, I had an agency looking out for me and I suspected I'd have a new job any time soon. A few savings but not much. But the new job didn't come. Apparently, at 48, I was 'a little too old' to secure a new position elsewhere.
So, now I had an increased mortgage, huge gym and university fees, long-term and expensive car loan and a large collection of overdue credit card bills. On top of that, I had wife that was basically not prepared to give any of these luxuries up. To be fair to her, she didn't ignore the situation but just trusted I'd sort it out. When they came and took the cinema system away, she suddenly realised how serious things were. She then sat down with me to offer a solution.
"Andy, clearly we need to make some quick cash and I have an idea." With that, she put a magazine cutting down in front of me.
ELEGANT ESCORTS
I instantly recognised the name and logo but for the life-of-me, I couldn't work out where. I gazed at it a little too long, just simply wondering where I'd seen it before. After what seemed like a lifetime, Louise spoke again.
"What do you think?"
Forgetting about where I might have seen this name, it then became apparent what Louise was proposing. To be become an escort. I can't say I really knew exactly what was involved, so it was a little hard to have an opinion on her doing it.
"Errr... What exactly is an escort? Do you know what's involved?" I asked.
"Well no, not exactly. I just assume it's escorting men to functions. Men who don't have a wife and need someone to join them for the night for business. Mark uses them when he does those high flying business deals. In fact I'm pretty sure he uses this company."
Mark was Louise's brother. Highly successful, although he hardly ever seem to be 'at work'. And yes, that's where I'd seen this company before. He had their business card pinned up in his kitchen. Mark basically sold high end yachts. Some of these boasts costs millions and it seemed he only had to sell a few a year to live very comfortably. No one knew exactly how or what he did but it clearly worked. He'd been divorced at least ten years now and since then, he'd always used these escorts to accompany him on business meetings in place of his ex-wife.
"Let's speak to Mark first. Let's see what's involved, hey?" I suggested to Louise.
"Of course. But I looked them up on line and some of the girls cost thousands per night. I'd only have to do this for few nights, you know, until you pick up work and what's there to lose. I'd get paid good money to be taken out for the night looking good. I think I can still do that, don't you?" She asked.
"Oh definitely." I replied.
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We arrived at Mark's beautiful house a little late but he was cool with that. He'd always been very laid back. We had never really seen eye-to-eye. He was a little too laid back for me and I must admit, I was pretty jealous of the money he made with what appeared to be very little effort. I'd been a bit of a flash git when I was young and earning well. At the time Mark was penniless and living with their parents. I don't think he ever saw me as anything more than that. A flash git, who was dating his precious sister. He certainly wasn't impressed when she announced she was pregnant with my child. However, Louise adored him and wouldn't have a bad word said against him.
Mark had cooked and to be fair to him, he was an excellent chef. The meal was outstanding and we made our way through one of his fine bottles of wine. After the meal we sat around the table, opened a second bottle and chatted. It was pretty humiliating explaining my work situation and even more so when he offered us 'a little cash to get by'. Louise eventually got round to the subject of escorts.
"Mark, you use that company Elegant Escorts don't you?"
"Yeah, I do. They're probably the best and they know exactly what I require. Why do you ask?" He looked very puzzled by Louise's question as he leant back on his chair and took another sip of wine.
"I thought ... to help us through our little cash-flow issue, that I might do some 'escorting' myself. I see they earn good money."
I thought Mark was having a stroke or heart attack as he spat his wine across the table. He coughed and choked and then this turned into laughing or growling, it was a little hard to tell. He continued to cough and laugh as he mopped up the wine off the table with his napkin.
"What's so funny big brother?" Louise asked, rather cheesed off with her brother's reaction.
"What, you're being serious?" Mark asked, now with a much more stern look and a lot less laughing.
"Why not. Are you saying I couldn't? I think I'm in pretty good shape and Andy thinks so too!" With this she stood up clearly pushing out her beautiful firm breasts. Dressed in a figure hugging red dress, she looked good enough to eat. She flicked back her long dark black hair and pouted.
"Do you have any idea what you are saying? Do either of you have any idea what these escorts do. What they offer?" Mark was actually quite angry now.
