Christmas Party

Being a successful doctor with an expanding practice all of my friends and even my family assume that I have women lined up at my door to date. The fact is, I don't date very often at all, and when I do I simply cannot seem to make relationships work. I know the reason is my dedication to my job, which is why I am successful, but that doesn't take away from the fact that I do get lonely. I was feeling particularly lonely as my practice was readying itself for our annual Christmas shindig. I had asked all of my employees to please bring their spouse or a date, as I wanted to make it a family affair. I hadn't really thought about it much until my secretary Nanisha asked me, ?Who are you bringing to the Christmas party, Brad" I was caught off guard and didn't answer right away, pretending to be busy looking at a patient file.

Finally I looked up and smiled, ?A girl I met a couple weeks back. She's a lot of fun and I think I?d like to ask her.? The surprise registered on my secretary's face and I smirked, amused that she sort of had a clue that I didn't have a social life. Once I said that aloud though, I was worried about who exactly I was going to invite to go to the Christmas party with me, because I hadn't really met anyone a couple weeks back, or any time in the recent past.

As I drove home from my posh London office that night I wasn't quite sure what I was going to do. I had just three days to figure out a plan. I thought back to all of the women I had dated and realized that there wasn't really anyone that I knew that I would want to bring to a company party. I needed to invite someone from here in London that was fun to be around, would be great with my business associates and employees, and would bring class and sexiness to the party with her.

I came home and checked my personal email to be sure that I hadn't missed out on any important dates with friends and family. I then looked around the web at a few things and happened, quite by mistake, upon a London escort website. I was about to close the window when a great plan popped into my. I quickly glanced over the page and found an escort named Melody that was striking. She was probably about my age and beautiful, classy even. I had never requested the services of an escort in the past, but I thought that this would be a great way to get a fun date to my Christmas party.

I followed the prompts on the site and took care of payment for my evening with Melody. I had requested that she wear an evening gown and said that it would be for my business party. It was a black tie event, so I wanted to be sure that she showed up looking great so I provided the company with all of the details. I was a bit nervous about the whole thing, but I knew plenty of men around London spent their time with an escort every now and again. I didn't want anything sexually from Melody, I just didn't want to have to show up at my own party alone.

Before I knew it, the day had arrived for me to pick up my escort, Melody. I arranged to meet her at a small caf? just so I didn't have to pick her up at her house, which I read on the website was not something that was condoned. When I arrived at the caf? she was already there, actually standing in front of it. I introduced myself, ?Hi, I?m Brad, it's great to meet you.? I thought our interaction would be forced but it felt natural as she extended her hand and afterward moved in for a light hug. ?Ready" she asked. I nodded and motioned for her to lead the way to where I had parked. I opened her door for her and when she was in I closed it. As I made my way around to my side of the car I wondered if all of the guys she was with as an escort opened her door for her or not.

When we are on our way to the party we talked casually and we made up a little story about how we met just so we could keep our stories straight. She had me laughing and more excited than I had ever been to go to one of these parties. When we arrived she grabbed my hand and we walked into the reserved restaurant that way. When we walked in all heads turned our way and I smiled and waved at what seemed like my whole staff. I introduced Melody, suddenly wondering to myself if her name was really Melody or if that was the name she used when she was working as an escort.

She stayed by my side pretty much all night and I could see the appreciative glances from both the men and women from the office. We stayed for three hours and then we bowed out as the crowd was dwindling and we had all had a good meal. I intended to bring Melody back to the cafe, but when we were half way to the caf? shop where we met she asked if I would drop her off at her house instead. I nodded, unsure of whether she was breaking one of the rules of the game of being an escort.

She directed me through the winding roads of London and then motioned toward a building of what looked like upper class flats, ?Want to come in" she asked, her face anticipating my answer.

?Sure,? I said pulling into a parking place, ?I thought you weren't supposed to do this"

?Don't worry about it, I just wasn't ready to call it a night. You won't be charged any more, so you don't have to worry about that.? I followed her up a small set of steep stairs and into the building. She unlocked the door to her flat and threw it open. I was surprised at how luxurious the place was, I had just never thought an escort would live like this. ?Wow,? I said out loud. Her only response was a giggle.

I stayed at her house for about three hours and was glad that I had chosen one of the girls that had everything going for her. When I looked at the website and saw all of the letters under the girl's pictures, like cim and others, I wasn't sure what it all meant, but I knew that she was considered girl friend material, meaning she had a warm personality. We snuggled up with one another in her hot tub and then we made love passionately on her bed. It was as if this wasn't an escort at all, but a beautiful girl that I had known for a long time.

I knew that she could never be my girlfriend, as I couldn't condone her job if I was in a committed relationship, but I enjoyed her company for the time I was with her. When I left I felt satisfied sexually, physically, and even emotionally. My beautiful escort had cured my loneliness, and I decided to myself that I would call her again sometime in the near future.

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