5. BE MY ESCORT

"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.

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Malcolm's POV

As 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...