Straight Elite Male Companions For Women
Cindy is 32-years-old and perpetually single. Every year at the holiday dinner, it’s the same thing. Everyone wants to know why she hasn’t settled down yet. Hey, she wants to settle down as much as the next person, but the right person hasn’t come along and she refuses to crack under the pressure of her family to settle down with just anyone.
Even though she is highly successful at work, it seems as if that’s not good enough. They only focus on the men, or lack thereof, in her life. And she is totally sick of the constant offers to set her up with someone.
Cindy decided that this year would be different. She was going to bring someone with her to the family dinner that would pretend to be her boyfriend and get her family off her back. But who? She’s not only doesn’t have a Mr. Right, she doesn’t even have a Mr. Right Now. And the only male friends she has are either gay or straight and taken.
Then she had a stroke of genius: She would hire someone to pose as her boyfriend for the night. She had just read about an companion agency named Cowboys 4 Angels, and their guys were gorgeous. Surely one of them would help shut her family up.
She could have gone on Tinder or picked someone up at a bar. She could have even asked one of her gay friends to accompany her and fake being a straight guy for the night — but none of those options guaranteed the necessary quality. She had to have someone on her arm who would blow her family away and quiet them for good.
She chose Jerome. An international model in New York City, he has an amazing background that would impress everyone, plus he is drop dead gorgeous. As a model, he’s an easy half foot taller than me, standing at an impressive 6’3” with a chiseled jaw and body.
When Jerome picked Cindy up, he smelled like heaven. There was no question: he was dressed to kill and strikingly handsome. Maybe a little too handsome, Cindy wanted a guy gorgeous enough to induce envy but mediocre enough to not raise any suspicion.
Still, she had to admit, they would make an awesome looking faux couple.
Cindy took the time to get Jerome up to speed on her family and life. Fortunately, he didn’t run for the hills. He was hers for the evening.
“You’re sweet,” he said. “You shouldn’t have to do this.”
“I don’t have to,” she said. “I want to, or else I’ll have to deal with my family’s meddling questions every year.”
They approached her grandparents’ home where the family dinner always happens. Some of her cousins were standing outside, and she thought their jaws would hit the ground. It was hard not to giggle. Cindy went down the line and introduced her date. They shook Jerome’s hand in awe and approval.
After taking their seats at the table, a steady stream of food and wine began to flow. Cindy scanned the room in search of clues that might have threatened her credibility: a snicker here, maybe a weird stare there. There were none. And then she realized something: Her plan was actually working.
Jerome was being incredibly smooth…in a great way. He was the kind of guy who could handle a crowd of people, making each individual feel special. She even found him easily chatting up her father and Uncle Ted after dinner. Cindy could tell he remembered much of what she had told him about her family. He was polished, yet still endeared himself to everyone!
Jerome was a gentleman in every sense of the word. He helped Cindy with her coat, held her chair, and placed his hand on her leg every so often.
“You really seem like my boyfriend,” Cindy whispered. Jerome slipped his hand into hers, whispering back, flirtatiously, something to the effect of loving the role and wanting more of it. Cindy felt so turned on that she almost ditched the rest of the family gathering to privately feast with him! Things felt so natural that Cindy practically forgot she had hired someone to be her date.
Three glasses of wine into the night, she sat back in her chair heady from the dinner and happiness. She was the envy of everyone in the room. And Jerome was the guy everyone wanted to talk with.
When the evening started to wind down, Cindy’s uncle pulled her aside. “I’m proud of you,” he said. “You found someone really cool to date for a change.”
There it was: the validation Cindy had craved. It was ear candy. It was the kind of acceptance Cindy had never received before, and the truth didn’t detract from her satisfaction.
They decided to leave the gathering on a high note while they could. They waved goodbye to Cindy’s family, and Jerome grabbed her hand. He locked his fingers into hers; it felt nice. And though she didn’t look back, she knew everyone was watching them leave.
As midnight crept up, they drank nightcaps on the rooftop of Cindy’s apartment building watching the city. Jerome put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her close. As he tilted her chin and leaned in, the curtain closed on the perfect evening.
Cindy couldn’t wait until the next time she needed a date for an event.
Straight Elite Male Companions for Women