Constantly surrounded by talent that often came in the form of sexy men who made themselves quite available, Chris had other things on her mind.
It was May and time for her annual getaway to Austin, Texas where she planned to rendezvous with her favorite elite male companion who awaited her arrival. Devlin was undeniably gorgeous in an all-American, rugged sort of way. He had a natural talent for causing Chris to feel like she was a young college girl again – wild and free. Romance abound whenever they spent time together. It was almost like they were old friends until passion took over and things got hot and well, you know, delightfully out of control. What better way to enjoy a hot male hunk of an companion?
Just like girlfriend and boyfriend, Devlin experienced Chris like no other woman he had known.
It is worth noting that Chris was a mature woman well into her prime and this was one of the things that Devlin loved most about her. Perhaps they got along so well because together they could just be themselves, unconcerned about ‘putting on airs’, the sort of attitude that was rampant in Los Angeles. Devlin’s carefree and fun loving demeanor combined with Chris’s desire to cut loose was a perfect cocktail for the couple’s sensual escapade in Austin.
As an elite male companion, Devlin knew how to rock the town then wind it all down with an evening delirious with intimacy.
For Chris, he was the host with the most, a tour guide with benefits who could go from jeans to tuxedo to sans clothing, bar none. Their conversation never wavered whether they talked about their favorite cuisine or latest presidential candidates and everything in between.
With heritage rooted in Spain and Mexico, Chris was heavy into Latino culture. What better time to be in Austin than during Latino Music Month? Though down-to-earth and unassuming, she had a flare for luxury so the Hotel Saint Cecilia presented a good fit for their romantic adventure. After fervent evenings of live music, salsa dancing, midnight dining and passionate dessert that carried them into the wee morning hours, lazy days were a must. Devlin, dreamy cowboy of a lover that he was liked to spend long mornings in bed sipping cappuccino, pampering Chris in whatever way her heart desired and lounging in the hot tub over mimosas.
The beauty of the entire arrangement was that their chemistry stopped at the door of tangled involvement.
As an elite male companion, Devlin (as did Chris) knew where to draw the line, keeping the fun and romance in check. When they finally said goodbye at the closure of their extended weekend, Chris talked about their next encounter, asking Devlin if he would be available to meet in Dallas. Of course, his answer in between goodbye kisses and hugs was an unequivocal yes.
And so it was that Chris parted riding on a proverbial cloud all the way to the airport. There was no massage, spa treatment or therapy that could equal the cleansing wholeness and sheer ecstasy that completed her being for an indefinite amount of time. She smiled, feeling balanced and calm ready to go back to the craze that was her office consumed with the memories of Devlin.