She had viewed an episode of Gigolos on Showtime completely by accident one evening while preparing for a big corporate event. Ciara was the conservative type with an unattended libido that desperately needed revival by the right man. But in her mind, that man didn’t exist. That is, until a real-life gentleman from the Cowboys 4 Angels male companion service convinced her otherwise.
Divorced and dealing with an empty nest now that her two daughters had gone off to college, Ciara was craving the type of attention only a man can provide. Her Los Angeles home had been featured in West Coast Living, but she felt the walls closing in on her when she was home alone. Since watching the episode of Gigolos, Ciara had looked into Cowboys 4 Angels a bit further by exploring their website, and she was ready to finally take the leap. The best male companion for this professional lady would be well-educated, drop dead gorgeous in a natural sort of way, easy going and humble. Oh, and preferably built like a brick sh*thouse. When she found Parker on the website, her stomach did somersaults. Could he be the one?
When Parker arrived, Ciara practically downed her martini in one gulp, for this dreamy male companion was the epitome of perfection. Dinner at Ciara’s favorite restaurant, 71Above, would kick off her romantic evening. His charismatic smile made her melt as he introduced himself with a subtle peck on the cheek, surrounding Ciara with the scent of vanilla and sandalwood. He was impeccably dressed, yet Ciara could still see his muscles rippling underneath his crisp shirt. She thought she had died and gone to heaven right then and there until Parker spoke. Educated and eloquent and are the words that came to mind as they launched into conversation that was as easy and natural as that of longtime friends. Sparks flew as Ciara felt undeniable passion settle in and she was spellbound. He was a dream come true!
Over a bottle of vintage wine and modern cuisine, the night carried on like a fantasy. They shared food and subtle touches that further ignited the sparks bursting between them. Ciara’s heart throbbed and her body tingled. They ducked into a nearby jazz club after dinner. They sat nestled on the sofa for a while listening before heading to the dance floor.
There they proceeded to dance an erotic, slow dance to the smooth, sultry tempo of the music, oblivious to everyone else in the room. Parker whispered sweet nothings in Ciara’s ear as the room grew hotter with desire. Feeling quite liberated and extremely sexy Ciara had never been so close to a perfectly chiseled physique as the one she clung to at that very moment. It had been a very long time since she felt the stirrings she felt inside of her. It was as if the wall of composure she had built over the years suddenly crumbled.
This reserved woman was overcome with wanton urges long suppressed. An ethereal melody of jazz reverberated off the walls in the club as she found Parker leading her to the terrace. They enjoyed the view and a brief respite from the heat until Ciara leaned into him. When Parker embraced her, she was left literally breathless. The rest of the evening was a blur as dark became light.
The next morning, Ciara felt like she was a new woman. Even Parker didn’t quite recognize the transformation. She was now a bubbly, animated woman, all smiles, with a new lease on life, and it was all thanks to her elite male companion Parker.
As they bid farewell, Ciara danced on a cloud of ecstasy knowing that it wouldn’t be long until she saw her Cowboy again. She could definitely get hooked on the high of being treated like a queen.