"What?" I asked as I snapped out of my daydream, "What?" I asked again, unsure of what he had said.
"I asked you if you didn't have a problem with that," He said but I was still lost."A problem with what?""Being my escort," He said.Escort? What did he mean by that?I needed more information and I didn't want him to realize that I had not been paying attention this entire time because I was daydreaming about his fingers in my pussy so I came up with a way to spin the conversation."What else does being your escort entail?" I asked and waited for him to provide more details."Well, I'm going to be in New York for about seven months and as my escort, your job is to accompany me to several events as my date. I'll be attending several galas, fundraisers, posh parties and things of that nature and you'll come with me to them. Having a beautiful woman like you in my arms at these events will be good for my public image and it will induce a certain feel about me in the eyes and minds of my associates,"That was it? That was what he wanted from me? A private date to accompany him to galas? For some reason, I was a little disappointed to hear him say it but I was also relieved. He may have made his intentions clear, but I was a smart girl and I knew there had to be certain terms and conditions concerning this proposition and I demanded to know."What's the catch?" I asked."No catch, Miss Cherilyn,""My name is Cherry," My hostile tone returned with full force."No catch, Miss Cherry," He said as he cracked his knuckles, "I mean, there are a few requirements from your part and that's all listed out in the document in front of you. It's quite long so I'd suggest taking it home and reviewing it. If there's any part that you disagree with, mark them down and on our next meeting, we can renegotiate those parts and reprint the agreement,"He got on his feet but this time, he didn't slowly walk over to me. His assistant burst through the doors and walked over to the table and grabbed the binder on his side of the table. She walked away and stood by the entrance waiting for him. He adjusted the buttons on his perfectly tailored suit and picked up his phone from the table."The driver that brought you will take you back home and I look forward to hearing from you as soon as tomorrow. Have a good day,"He walked around the table and as he reached the door, I felt inclined to ask the eluding questions that I hadn't about this entire arrangement."If I say yes to this proposition, how much do I get paid?" I asked and waited for an answer.He looked back at me with one raised eyebrow and smiled; "As much as you want…as long as it's reasonable."He walked out and left me in the conference room. I was a bit shook up by the entire interaction but I regained my composure, grabbed the binder and walked out of the room. I left the hotel and arrived at the front where I saw my driver waiting for me. As I walked over to the car, I saw Malcolm's other car drive off with him in it and I felt kind of disheartened that he was leaving. Anyway, I got into the car and the driver got in as well.As the car moved through the road, I began to think about Malcolm again and flashes of my daydream floated around in my head again and so did the erotic sensations. I never knew that I was this horny before this man stumbled into my life just yesterday. I mean, I was aware that I was going through a bit of a dry spell, seeing as I hadn't been in a relationship with a man in the past year. The last real boyfriend I had wanted me to quit stripping and I didn't want to so we broke up. That's one of the downsides of being a stripper; most of the men that showed interest in me were mostly fuckboys and horny old men that just wanted me to beat their meat and wet their sticks but the ones that truly liked me for more than just my perfect body and pretty face would always ask me to stop stripping so I was caught between a rock and a hard place.I couldn't find any man that wanted anything serious while accepting my profession and although I wasn't looking for anything serious either, I still didn't want it to be purely physical and so, I hadn't had a sexual partner in the past year.My phone suddenly began to ring and I saw that it was Kendra calling so I picked up."Hello, Ken,""Hello. Is this Cherry, Kendra's roommate?" A stranger asked me on the other line."This is her. Where's Ken?" I asked, worried and suspicious."Kendra had a little problem and you're the first person on her speed dial," The person said."What happened to her this time?" I sighed as I asked."Just get over to the crack house on Primal Avenue. It's at the back of the Big Mac, right beside the old car factory,""Yeah, I know where that is," I said and hung up the call."Driver, what's your name?" I asked him."Samuel, Miss," He replied."Well, Samuel, it seems I need to get somewhere before I go home. Do you mind taking me?" I asked."Not at all, Miss. The boss asked me to take you wherever you want to go," He said."Wonderful! Take me to Primal Avenue. I need to get someone,"He made a U-turn and changed our route because Primal Avenue was on the other side of Manhattan. I was already worried about what I was going to find when I got there. I could only hope that Kendra was alright and didn't make too big a mess this time....Malcolm's POVAs my car sped away from the Wallace Hotel, I felt a bit of relief as I adjusted my necktie and loosened it a bit. You may not have noticed but being alone in the office with Miss Cherry was not a walk in the park. If I had been a weaker man, I would not have been able to control my urges because everything about her was so inviting – the way she talked, the way she looked and the way she smelled! I'm pretty sure that not all women are blessed with such sirenic powers but this woman -- she had it in full and it almost choked me out.Being a man of reverence, I've had my share of beautiful and exotic women in all my travels. Women from Scandinavia, Brazil, Nigeria, Australia, Japan and many other places but, and this is a shock even to me, none of them have ever made me this uneasy. I had half the mind to ask her to fuck me instead of being my escort!I know! That sounds a bit brazen but, with how busy I am, I have no time for relationships, only sex! Also, she's a stripper so it wouldn't be completely against her nature to think she would accept such a proposal. Despite how beautiful this woman was, her profession disqualified her from any romantic pursuits on my part, not that there was going to be any in the first place. She had me aroused - too aroused! That was the problem! I didn't want to want her as badly as I did. This wasn't just about sex for me, it was about control! I needed to prove to myself that no woman could have such a level of control over my sexual urges and to regain control, I had to learn to be around Cherry and not want her.Forgive me! I've been so focused on this dangerous-looking woman that I haven't even taken the time to properly introduce myself to you. Let me rectify this.Hi there, my name is Malcolm Ayomide Balogun and I'm the CEO of Balogun Incorporated; a fortune 5OO company and the biggest multinational industrial conglomerate, founded by my father, Ali Balogun, twenty-five years ago. It is the largest conglomerate in West Africa and also the largest on the African continent.Being the only heir to my father's empire was a huge load that was placed on my shoulders when I was still very young. I was made aware of my responsibilities at an early age and the expectations that came with it. My father was hard on me but because I had the softness of my mother, it was a mostly-balanced childhood!My father passed away about ten years ago and my mother is back home in Nigeria, enjoying her retirement. Keeping the company afloat has become my only purpose in life, the one thing that I have going on in my work and personal life. Every once in a while, my mother calls me and asks if I have found a woman I could settle down with and every time, my answer remains; "I'm not ready for that, Mother."And I truly am not ready to settle down or enter a serious relationship that could potentially lead to marriage. I have a vision; one inherited from my father. A vision to take Balogun Incorporated to the top of the industrial mountain and I can't do that efficiently if I'm tied down to a woman and some kids. My head needs to be all in! So, this trip to New York was going to be very profitable for me and my company; I would make sure of it. And Miss Cherry would play her part in it... professionally of course. I don't care how sexy and enticing she is, I'm not going to get distracted by it. I never mix business with pleasure and she...is completely just business.I'm about to conquer the business world, and you all are invited to witness it. But be warned, I am a lion...a shark, a Tyrannosaurus Rex... A predator...I devour my enemies and I show no mercy. Once I have my sights on something; a victory, a prize, a goal, a person! I don't stop. I don't relent! I don't back down until it's mine..."Where is she?"That seemed to be a reoccurring question that I always seem to be asking complete strangers for the past five years whenever Kendra gets into one of her usual messes. "She's right over there," The person who called me with her phone said.She led me through the crack house to where Kendra was and the sad shit that I saw enroute was the saddest shit I'd seen in a long time; and that's saying something because I've literally seen men cry when they see me take my top off and THAT was sad but it was nothing compared to this.So many young men and women were almost lifeless on the bare floors, high on hard drugs, drenched in booze, covered in their own vomit and just flat-out wasting their lives in this nut house. I mean, I understand wanting to have a good time but this was next level insanity and more than anything, I wanted to get Kendra and get the hell out of this awful place."Right there!" The woman pointed after we turned the corner.And sure enough, there was Kend
The next morning got off to a pretty rocky start with me and Kendra. I woke up before her and I decided to make breakfast for the both of us. I was in the kitchen eating when I heard her moving around inside her bedroom. I wanted to make peace with her so we could move on from all the unpleasantness of the other day and get back to being friends so I decided to be the first to apologize for everything I said to her.She came out and judging by the way she was walking, she wasn't completely sobered up just yet. She walked over to the kitchen sink and opened the tap over a cup. She drank the water so quickly that I was scared she was going to choke on it."Hi," I said awkwardly to her."Hi, there," she replied without looking at me."You hungry? I made waffles and got some of that juice that you like," I said and pointed at the table, inviting her to join me."What flavour?" She asked."Red mango; freshly made," I replied, "Would you like some?""Sure, what the hell!"Kendra sat down rig
It was a new day and I was back in the same conference room of the Wallace Hotel where I had my first meeting with Malcolm. He wasn’t here yet but I was informed by his assistant that he was on his way so I readied myself for when he would show up so I could demand some changes to the contract.I wore a much longer dress this time, one that didn’t show any cleavage – that was how badly I wanted to remain focused because the way he looked at me the last time made me super horny and my attire had a major role to play in that. I was ready to put my foot down and nothing was going to stop me.I was there for a few minutes before I heard some noises coming from outside the door. Thankfully, the walls of the conference room were made of see-through glass and when I looked through them, I saw him! He was suited up just as he was on our first meeting and just like then, I could feel my heart rate rising the closer he got.“What the hell is wrong with you, Cherry? Get a hold of yourself, you h
Malcolm's POV "Take it or leave it," she said to me.I have been to many parts of the world and have hired many beautiful women to escort me during my travels but not a single one of them has been this difficult during the contract signing. I wanted her to be close by so our movements could be seamless and free of complications but, she had her mind set on staying at her place and it didn't seem like she intended to back down."Fine! You can stay at your place. Whenever I need you, I'll let you know a day before and send my driver to pick you up. Does that meet your demands?" I asked."Yes, it does," she answered with a hint of a pompous smile.If this woman thinks that she'd get her way every time with me, then she's in for a rude awakening."Is that all? Is there anything else you want to address?""Yes...My payment," she said bluntly, "I'm escorting you for three months, right?"I nodded affirmatively."And it says in the contract that you don't want me stripping within this period
Cherry's POVSo, the contract had been officially signed and I was now under the employment of the mysterious Malcolm Balogun. I was his escort now but, I still had a day to be my own woman and not have to bend to the rules of any man. I intended to go all out! In many ways, this Saturday was going to be like a bachelorette party; one last hurrah to do the things that I want before I "tie the knot" and become restricted.I left the Wallace Hotel without a pit in my stomach, unlike the first time. This time, I had gotten what I wanted and I had shown him what I was made of. Now, he knew that I wasn't going to be a little bitch-like dog that would just lay down and take his commands whenever he uttered them. Friday night was party night for Ken and I. We took the liberty of ordering some food to my place, invited some of my girls from work over, got some booze and partied through the night - all this was sponsored by the billionaire, of course. He gave me his card to get clothes, and I
As I stared at myself in the mirror in the girls’ dressing room, it was obvious that I wasn’t as focused as I needed to be for my last show in a few months. I was doing my makeup by myself and I was fucking it up.“Damn it,” I yelled before tossing the eyeliner to the other side of the room.At that point, I didn’t even know what I was truly upset about. There were a handful of things that were making me cranky; the fact that I was leaving Sweet Cookies Swinging, the fact that Malcolm would soon be my boss, and the fact that my mother was back into my life and there was nothing I could do to get her to leave. It was all a little overwhelming and it was killing my mood.“Hey there, Red. Someone’s looking a little down,” Cookie said from behind me, “...and your makeup looks goddamn awful. Did you get a blind chicken to draw on those brows?”Red - Cookie only ever called me Red when she knew that something was bothering me. She pulled up a chair and sat in front of me. She took the makeup
As I rolled around in bed, I could feel a set of hands stroking my hair softly, and I could hear a soft voice shushing me, trying to get me to relax. I assumed that it was Kendra keeping me company after what happened in the club on Saturday, seeing as it had been difficult to enjoy my sleep since it happened. She had been sleeping in my bed and would always wake up beside me, and I welcomed her company wholeheartedly. “There, there, baby. It’s all alright,”Though I was still sleepy, it was already morning and I wasn’t that deep a sleeper. I heard the voice that was sweet talking me and I knew immediately whose voice it was; it wasn’t Kendra’s.I opened my eyes and saw Jolene sitting in my bed, holding on to me like she actually cared about me. For a few seconds, it felt nice to have my mother being a mother to me, but then I remembered our history and it reminded me that I couldn’t trust her.“What the fuck are you doing in my bed, Jo?” I asked, rolling out of my mattress as quickl
Malcolm’s POV“I know you’re filthy rich and all, but don’t you think this place is a little too grand for someone who doesn’t even live in the country and is only here for a few months in the year?” She asked as I walked her through my Manhattan home.I could hear it in her tone that she was still trying to get under my skin so she could gain ground in this power tussle between us that she had created in her head. She was basically chastising me for having a big house, trying to insinuate that I was overly extravagant. I wasn’t going to take that, so I fired back as calmly but as savagely as I could muster.“You’re right, I don’t spend that much time here. But every now and then, I bring my entire extended family to the States and we all spend the holidays here. Also, having this estate gives two hundred of my employees jobs so they can provide for their families. Not everybody can just take off their clothes and have horny men pay them because of it.”I was walking ahead of her and