The deal is struck

The second meeting (or was it a date?) went much the same way. This time Sophie had worn a little black number with matching shoes, as befitted their expensive surroundings (in truth she had felt a little under dressed the first time). She had another motive, too. The dress clung to her small body like a second skin and, though smart, showed just enough thigh to encourage interest while remaining ‘decent’. The simple white pearl necklace offset the ensemble but would also dare prying eyes to inspect her small bosom.

She couldn’t resist a small smile when she left the table to go for a pee and noticed the way his eyes appraised her. Not lascivious, more attentive admiration, especially the look he gave her pert bottom as she walked away. Success was confirmed as she reseated herself and his eyes followed the swinging pearls and beyond as she stooped. The outfit worked: he was not a monk, he found her sexually attractive even though that was not his intention.

Speaking of which, that evening they discussed the possibility of ‘the arrangement’. He gave her a brief history of his successful career and loving marriage. The tragedy that had left him alone. His decision to retire early and live his life, exploring the world. The inevitable difficulty with relationships. Sex, the natural urges, and some unnatural ones, still there. Forays into online dating. Sex sites. Webcams. All unfulfilling. More fulfilling were the erotic stories but he came to the realisation that something was missing. Intimacy. The seed of an idea that flowered into an advertisement when he pieced together the fragments of his desires and discovered common themes that he wondered if he could explore in real life, with the right woman.

The conversation was not all one-sided, Sophie interrupting, joining in and confirming their shared interests at times, which gave them both hope. The grin on her face and the flush on her cheeks and décolletage as he got braver and more explicit the perfect foil for his thrusts into the depraved world of adult age play.

And so it continued on several more dates until finally the deal was struck. Such was their connection and her confidence in their plan that Sophie resigned from her work, well paid though it was. This was too intriguing an opportunity to pass up. Besides, he provided her access to his fantastic apartment in a smart part of London, with an allowance that was more than her previous salary. They had agreed to take baby steps. In this first phase so she would move in and they would live together but she was free to come and go as she pleased and see who she wanted when we she wished. The only stipulation was that he would have access to all the security cameras in the apartment to satisfy his voyeuristic tendencies . He was a little sensitive about this aspect, but was more bothered about this than she was, to be honest . She couldn’t help thinking it would be fun , and made a great effort to allay his fears that he was going too far, too soon.

They agreed to try it out for a month initially and review progress to decide which direction they each wanted to go.