I am in my early 50s and a relatively wealthy and successful businessman. My wife passed away in her 40s. After that, I put all my energy into the business. This paid off in terms of listing me among the 10 top people in the industry. I have everything in my life that anyone could wish for.
However, my physical needs sometimes make me desperate and depressed. This is mostly when I am alone on business trips and at parties. It seems like people are looking at me and feeling sorry for me because I am without a woman. My money has no meaning if I am alone 24/7. It is a common perception that men can only be happy and have fun when surrounded by beautiful ladies.
The decision to hire a companion
I consulted with some elite London escorts and told them about my requirements. I heard that this companion for hire agency has top-rated beautiful and young partners 24/7. They are educated and intelligent. Beauty with intelligence is a lethal combination. They shared a high-class Mayfair escort models profile with me. I offered to pay a lavish amount to meet the financial expenses of a girl doing medical studies who was an escort.
She was exceptionally charming.
She was so pretty and tall, around 5.6″. When I first met her, she looked a bit uncertain. I took her to a café where we had a coffee and talked about finalizing the deal. I wanted to hire her for my business tour and business parties. I hired Frankie as a highly- paid undercover companion and a VIP model. She was my travel companion. I told her she did not need to worry about her dresses and make-up as that would be my responsibility. I told her clearly that I expected her to act as though she was my girlfriend. I was not very sexual at my age, but I told her there might occasionally be sexual activities. I said I would pay an extra for this.
How she makes me feel proud
We attended a very formal business dinner with top-rated business people. I told her the day before to get ready for dinner in a black sleeveless shimmer gown and wear high heels. She agreed. I went to her place to fetch her. She was looking adorable and breathtakingly beautiful.
I felt proud to have such a charming high-class call girl. She stepped into the car, and I felt alive after such a long time.
We arrived a bit late. When we stepped into the dining hall, everyone was stunned. I could sense a mixture of jealously and respect in my associates’ and competitors’ eyes when we walked in holding hands. All the men wanted her. All the women were jealous of her. I found this an excellent way to annoy the people I socialize and do business with.
That call girl dinner date is one of the most memorable ones. After dinner, I asked her to stay the night, and she happily agreed. She was beautiful and intelligent. This made the people hate me more. Now she is my regular partner for hire, and I am so lucky.
