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Penny took the hand offered to her by her driver and slipped out of the back seat of the Lincoln Towncar. She straightened her dress, looked to Jimmy -- James she sometimes playfully called him with a hoity toity uptown accent -- and asked, "Well, how do I look?"

The man who'd been driving her to and from appointments for nearly two years looked her up and down with a conspicuous ogle and smiled. "If I preferred cheerleaders over quarterbacks, I would pick you first to be on my team, Miss, tonight or any night."

"Thank you, Jimmy," Penny said as she patted the cheek of the man who had become her friend, driver, chauffeur, and protector all in one. "I'll text you to bring the car around when we're done with dinner. I don't expect it to be a long night, if you know what I mean."

"I do, Miss," he said with a respectful tone. Friends or not, Jimmy always treated Penny as his boss on such nights. "I have no other plans tonight, so, if the night goes into overtime..."

She laughed at yet another sports metaphor. Ironically, a decade earlier, Penny had been a cheerleader, at a private school in Seattle. Six years before that, Jimmy had been a wide receiver for public school just four blocks down the avenue from her own school. And now, without any coordination of life direction and by total coincidence, here the both of them were, working together in Los Angeles, over 1,000 miles from their childhood homes. Penny had called their initial meeting after so many years a one in a million chance that couldn't be repeated again if we wanted.

Ironically, though, Penny would experience an event of even longer odds tonight.

She sashayed her way into the hotel's main entrance, her incredible shape, body hugging dress, and tall stiletto heels causing the eyes of all about her -- valets, doormen, guests -- to fix on her until she'd escaped from their line of sight. In the middle of the lobby, she turned for the restaurant, once again catching many pairs of eyes as she made her way toward a table near a quiet corner by the windows that looked out over the marina.

She hesitated a moment while still some thirty feet from the table, taking a moment to study her client. This was her first night with him, which meant that she was in no way obligated to go to bed with him. She was, after all, an escort, not a whore. No, tonight's guarantee was only of dinner, drinks, and an appearance at some public event for which he had tickets.

If they hit it off well and if he was willing to slip her another $600, she'd allow him to get her out of her dress for an hour of fun between the sheets, in the hot tub, against his hotel room's sliding glass doors while looking out upon the Cityscape ... wherever. Another $1300 would get him the night if he preferred.

The client looked up and caught sight of her and she smiled. Penny began forward, her sashay again highlighting the gentle sway of her delicious figure. At the table, she offered out a hand, asking if he was who she was expecting, then saying with a sweet tone, "Hi. I'm Angela. It's very nice to meet you."
 
So it starts.

Jonathan (Jon) Gordenson is a 29 year old male. The kind of a face you would feel comfortable talking to with his eager and teddy-bear personality. The love of getting to help folks out and the ever shifting kind's of job had helped him to go into a general contractor kind of living. You know the old saying "Jack of all trades, but master of none." Well in the last 11 years he sure had a heck of a life, and even got to meet a woman he was crazy about, but well the long hours of taxing work. Was slowly killing the flame for her.

Jon stand 5'10 brown short hair with blue eyes. Jon is 300 pounds but solid. Jon is glad he told the escort company to have her get a bit early so they could talk over dinner. This was a big deal for Jon to start in a new town for some goverment office campaign fund raiser. Like head of state building codes or something like that. Jon a order of bread sticks on the table as he nursed his screw driver. Jon was wearing a nice but low end black tux with light blue vest and clip on tie.

As he sat at the table keeping a eye on the door, not knowing who he was looking for. Jon couldn't help but to chuckle to him self as he though about how divorces are evil, and just screw the guys life up. As a kid and as a man. The two time he had the D word in his life, things became a dumpster fire. Just as he was chuckling to him self. Jon seen one of the staff point to his table. Jon taken a deep breath and started to stand up, as he discreetly checked out the stunning lady fallowing the staff. Jon moved over and pulled out the chair a bit just as the two lady's got to table.

Jon thinks to him self "So it starts, the first night with a escort." Jon asks in his normal friendly and slightly bubbly personality "Are you looking for Jonathan Gordenson?"
 
As the introductions proceeded and her client helped seat her, Penny got this odd feeling that perhaps she had met this man before. She didn't recognize the surname Gordenson couldn't place having ever even heard it before, let alone known someone with it. She'd once known an older boy in high school -- he was a senior, she was a sophomore -- who'd been similar in face and body style to this Jonathan, but at this very moment in time, Penny wasn't making the connection between the man to whom she'd almost lost her virginity and this man who just might be paying to put his cock in her mouth and/or pussy tonight or sometime in the near future.

Penny didn't always sleep with clients the first night, of course. Again, she wasn't a whore. If she'd actually taken the time to do the math, she would have realized that she'd only sexually serviced about one in three during their first appointment. However, if she and they met a second time, that percentage jumped to almost ninety percent. So, maybe she was a whore after all, she sometimes thought to herself.

The waiter came by for drink orders and an explanation of the night's specials, and after she had asked for white wine and Jonathan had asked for his next drink, Penny asked, "So, Jonathan, are you from Los Angeles? You have a sort of Pacific Northwest accent."

She chuckled softly, continuing, "Yes, I know. I'm often told that the Pacific Northwest doesn't have a regional accent, not like the Deep South or New York or Joi-sey."

A float plane landing in the harbor caught her attention for a moment, and when she looked back she explained, "I grew up outside of Portland. Oregon, not Maine. People sometimes said I had that accent."

Penny was, of course, trying to get Jonathan to speak about his life and background. Clients liked to talk about themselves generally speaking, and Penny was very good at listening, remembering, and using what she'd learned to enhance the client's experience. She liked to call it the girlfriend experience: she wasn't just here to fuck but was here to be part of the client's life, even if it was only for a night.
 
Jon was totally unaware he had ever met Penny before. His life from so long ago and so far away. Jon just would have never though of the odds of running into someone from so far away. Jon was enjoying his time with Penny before the event in the hotel started. Jon was getting over his nerves on being on anything close to a blind date, as Jon had only went out with someone he knew for a while. Jon was shocked that being with Penny kinda felt like they had some past rather the just being strangers. Jon really was enjoying that about her.

As the waiter came to talk about the specials, they did sound good. Jon was going to save room for the main meal. He had been nursing the screw driver. Jon smiled and just asked for some OJ when the waiter comes back with her wine, if he could please.

Penny's question caught him off guard, and asked in a shocked tone "I do? Wow haven't been up in the Sea-Tac area in a long time. I was still in high school then. Went to U of Minn for a bit got married and taken my ex wifes last name when we got married. Jon chuckles I wont bore you with that story unless you really want to hear it.

Jon sat in awe of this woman who he is sharing the night with as he listens to her say "Yes, I know. I'm often told that the Pacific Northwest doesn't have a regional accent, not like the Deep South or New York or Joi-sey." Jon smiled and nodded in agreement.

Jon's eyes fallowed Penny's as he is looking at the plane and back at her. Wanting to watch both. Till her eyes came back to him. A look of Jon with pain could be seen on Jon's face as he heard about the Portland area. Jon was very much on guard, not wanting to talk to much about him self and come off the wrong way as life had to be about him or anything along the lines. Jon is tho very happy to talk in balance about him self.

Jon kinda chuckled as he said " You know I was kinda scared to meet you, I mean I never done anything like this before, even a blind date. I know most guys just want one thing, but I want companion ship with no strings. I am loving your personality tho, and will be glad to talk about anything under the moon. Just if I get talking to much kick my shin or something please. I want you to enjoy your self too." Jon turns to face Penny looking at her in the eye with the friendly face as he says " I am a open book just gotta get me on the right page." Jon chuckles hoping his joke isn't to lame while trying to let her know anything she wants to know is open to be talked about.
 
It just went to show how unlikely Penny thought bumping into an old classmate was when Jonathan mentioned high school in Seattle and it just went right over her head. When she finally realized who her new client was, it was going to be a shocker. But, that wouldn't happen here at dinner.

"You know I was kinda scared to meet you," he confessed. "I mean I never done anything like this before, even a blind date."

As he went on about what guys wanted from a girl like her, Penny just smiled and sipped at her wine. When he finished, she told him, "There's no reason to be scared, Jonathan. We're two people who only just met, out for dinner and an event. Like you said, a blind date in a way."

She reached a hand out to lay it upon his own in an intimate way, telling him softly, "I'm enjoying being here with you, too."

Pulling her hand back, she asked Jonathan about his work. She could tell he was concerned about talking to much about himself, and -- like the pro she was -- she didn't pressure him to speak about anything anymore than he wanted.

Dinner concluded, and Penny politely passed on dessert. "You have a thing we have to make, yes?"

They spoke about the event to which Jonathan was taking her, and -- telling him that she had a car available -- Penny texted Jimmy to bring the sedan around to the hotel's entrance. After they'd taken care of the bill and tip and stood to leave, Penny slipped a hand into the crook of his elbow, and laid the other intimately upon his forearm, like a beloved girlfriend or wife might do.

Penny was very good at judging the reactions of men to her own actions. She acted accordingly to Jonathan's expression and body language regarding her intimate familiarity with him.

Jimmy opened the limo's rear passenger door for Penny, greeting her client professionally with, "Good evening, Mister Gordenson. How was dinner?"

On the road, the driver received directions and headed them on their way. Despite not being a stretch limo, the luxury car was still equipped with a darkly tinted privacy window. Penny said in a tone the chauffeur would instantly recognize, "Jimmy? Could you?"

"Yes, Miss," he said, and an instant later the window between them rose. Penny explained, "Jimmy's been with me a couple of years now. He's a good man ... a discrete man, in case that was of any concern to you, Jonathan."

They chatted a moment, after which Penny said in a quiet, reserved tone, "You mentioned this feeling like a blind date, earlier, Jonathan. I remember my first and only blind date. I was, what, 15? My cousin had set me up with her boyfriend's brother, a nerdy kid named Howard who despite being, how do I say this, odd looking ... despite that, he turned out to be the sweetest, most gentlemanly boy I'd ever met.

"He took me to a movie, and later as we left the mall," she continued as she scooted just a bit closer to her client, "I found myself practically trembling from the anticipation of our first kiss. Actually, it was going to be my first kiss ever! My cousin had told me it was time for me to finally kiss a boy and that tonight was the night, and I was so overwhelmed with panic over it, that when he got me home and we were standing under the porch light with my father on the other side of the door, we finally moved up to gently hold the other in a loose hug for our first kiss ... and our mouths came together so quickly that our teeth clashed together and I cut a lip."

She laughed at the memory of what was actually a very true story. Then, Penny explained, "I'm telling you this now, because tonight, after we have spent some time surrounded by your friends and colleagues at this thing to which you are taking me ... and after we have each spend a couple of hours fantasizing about the first time our lips are going to meet ... I don't want it to end up with one of us possibly having to go to the Emergency Room for stiches to a lip."

Penny laid a hand softly upon Jonathan's thigh, finishing, "So, if you wanted, to get past the awkwardness and anticipation of it all ... we could go ahead and share our first kiss now if you wanted ... away from all the eyes that might be set upon us at the end of this night.
 
When Penny told him, "There's no reason to be scared, Jonathan. We're two people who only just met, out for dinner and an event. Like you said, a blind date in a way."Jon smiled and nodding in agreement. Jon had no expectations other then the meal and the convention thing.

Jon is kinda wishing he booked longer as he is really enjoying being with her. Jon was taken by suprize when Penny moved her hand on his. Jon brought over his other hand letting his pinky finger run up and down the side of her palm up near the wrist. Jon's face lit up as he heard Penny say "I'm enjoying being here with you, too." Jon let out a light sigh as Penny pulled her hand back tho not to long after.

Jon is looking Penny in her eyes as he says "Well after high school I left the Sea-Tac area, and went to the U of Minnesota for my trade classes and the other admin kind of classes I would need. While in college. I met my ex-wife and we moved in together. In a few years I started my own general construction company. Jon sighed Then the divorce. Rather then let me buy her out or try and repay the cash she wanted in the divorce. She claimed part ownership as I used household funds to buy the tools and stuff. I ended up having to close the company and sell everything. Then I couch surfed a bit till I could move out here. I am going to be doing a rent to own on a house that needs allot of work. (Jon ate his meal while telling the story of the past 11 years.

After dinner Penny passed on dessert and Jon gave the waiter his debit card and asked for the bill. Penny then asked about the convention thing. Jon nodded and said "yes we got about 45 minutes to get to the convention all.

Jon was glad to hear Penny had a car, it saved him from getting a cab. Jon smiles and said "that would be wonderful if we could take your car. Jon seen Penny was texting someone, but he didn't think anything of it. Jon had just finished signing the slip and adding a bit of cash to the bill for a tip when Jon felt Penny's hand slip into his elbow area. Jon moved his far hand over to cover her fingers a bit while rubbing them as Penny's hand rests on his forearm.

Jon was kinda shocked to see a car waiting so soon. Even more shocked hearing him being addressed. Jon responded to the driver "Heavenly, I hope you are having a good night this fine afternoon."

Jon was glad to hear Jimmy would be discrete. Jon wasn't really worried about it, as it is not like Jon had any plans to run for a government office. An what Jon was doing was with in the law as there was no plans for sex. If Jon gets lucky he may get to watch a movie with Penny that is unplanned. Jon smiled at penny saying please just call me Jon, as I only use my full first name for official stuff like the bank.

Jon listened to Penny's story while holding her hand and keeping eye contact with her. Jon smiled hearing about the boy being so sweet. Jon noticed Penny scoot closer to him. Penny had Jon looking right into her eyes. His nose must of been a inch or so from hers. Jon couldn't help but to chuckle a bit about the cut lip. Jon didn't have to wait long to find out why she told that story. Jon could only smile with a big grin on his face as he moved his nose to rub the tips lightly up and down the side of the nostrole. Jon said in a playful mood "I am a bit rusty by a few years, sure you don't want a shot?" Jon slowly scooted his nose closer to her face so most of there noses now are touching.

With Penny saying"So, if you wanted, to get past the awkwardness and anticipation of it all ... we could go ahead and share our first kiss now if you wanted ... away from all the eyes that might be set upon us at the end of this night." Jon said in a soft tone, but loud enough for her to hear it clearly "I do only if you want more then some kisses tonight."

Jon did want to kiss her. He wasn't planing on anything this personal, but would go with kissing and maybe some cuddling later if he gets lucky.
 
Penny leaned in closer to Jonathan, until their lips were so close it would have been difficult to slip one of the hundreds he'd be paying her with later between them. Then, she let their mouths touch, ever so slightly for a moment, before she pulled back a smidge, parted her lips a bit, and engaged him in a soft and yet erotic kiss in which her tongue just barely made contact with his upper lip, lower lip, and then his tongue. Their mouths instinctively opened wider as Penny pressed in more firmly; her hand came up to find his cheek and the underside of his jawline.

And then, it was over. Penny pulled back a couple of inches, smiled wide, and whispered, "All better now. No anxiety. No dreaded expectations."

She moved back into her seat, still looking at Jonathan with a wide smile. She complimented, "You're a good kisser, Jon. Out of practice my foot."

"Miss, Sir, we're here," Jimmy told them via an intercom, the privacy partition still being in place. The car pulled up into the drop off area of the convention center, and the chauffeur went to his boss's side to help her out. He nodded his head toward a specified parking area and said softly, "I'll be taking a nap over yonder. Text me."

Penny only nodded confirmation before heading around to slip her hand into Jonathan's arm again. She licked her lips while looking at him, wanting him to believe she was eager to kiss him once again, then asked softly, "Shall we?"
 
As Penny pulled back. Jon was left in a daze. Such a amazing woman just overloaded his mind (in a very good way) Penny left Jon wanting more. Jon was just about to put his near hand on her upper upper knee/lower thigh when Jon heard Jimmy's voice on the intercom.

Jon watched Penny lick her lips. Jon smile and gives her a quick kiss on the lips before moving his hand to her far hip. Jon asks "Are you ok with this? I don't want to be to foreword, and take liberty's that I shouldn't be taking." Its clear to see he really cares how she feels about his hand on her hip.

Jon can only hope she will allow his hand to stay. Jon would be ex-static if she enjoyed it too. Right now his next movement is hanging on her word.
 
Penny knew that if they began to get any more intimate than that sizzling kiss they'd already shared, that they probably wouldn't get out of the back of the sedan until he was breathing hard from the euphoria of orgasm. She kissed him softly but erotically once again, then said, "We should head inside I think."

Jimmy and Penny had a real feel for one another -- they'd worked together for two years -- so the former was there to open the car door in time to bring to an end any possibility of things going too far too soon without making it look as though that had been either his or Penny's intent.

The pair headed into the Convention Center's foyer, presented their tickets, picked up their lanyard passes, and continued onward. Penny joked, "I haven't worn something like this around my neck since I was backstage at a The Artic Monkeys."

Penny had wondered how Jonathan would deal with the beautiful woman on his arm when he came face to face with people he knew. Would he introduce her as his friend, his girlfriend, his receptionist? It didn't take long, though, for her to realize that he didn't know anyone here, not any of the dozens of presenters at the many booths hawking industry products or the thousand or so patrons milling about as the two of them were.

That didn't mean that Jonathan wasn't getting any attention, though. Well, actually, Penny was getting the attention, overdressed and sexy as she was. Again and again, men -- and even women, who were in lesser numbers -- took second looks when she came into their view, with many of them simply ogling her curves without concern for the obviousness of it.

Looking to Jonathan, Penny couldn't tell whether he was enjoying the attention or feeling awkward about it. Often in the past when she'd been out in public with clients, others who they met had shown doubt -- either through their expressions, body language, or outright commentary -- that they knew full well that Penny couldn't possibly be the significant other of that client. Whether they believed or not that she had been hanging on the man's arm for pay wasn't always certain, but then, more often than not, Penny hadn't cared.

But there was something about Jonathan that made Penny want him to feel as if he deserved her, beyond the mere fact that he'd paid for her company. She wanted those around them now to believe that she was his for more than just this night. It was part of what she called the Girlfriend Experience.

But there was also something else that made Penny want this for Jonathan. Subconsciously, she had a nagging feeling about him that she couldn't explain. She knew -- or at least mistakenly thought she did -- that she'd never met him before. Yet, there was something between them that went beyond the whole give me your money and I'll be nice to you and maybe even suck your cock thing.

"Relax, Jon," Penny whispered close to the man's ear after the pair had been gawked at a couple of dozen times. "Relax. Have fun. It's a convention."

After a bit more wandering, Penny turned her client to face her closely, saying softly, "I have an idea that might make this more fun."

She dug around inside her small dinner purse, found what she was seeking, and donned it: a massive, 3 carat diamond ring on a platinum band. Lifting her hand between them, Penny smiled, waggled her fingers, then giggled. She said suggestively, "Missus Jonathan Gordenson."

Penny turned him toward one of the booths at which was standing a pair of men who had given them both curious expressions minutes earlier. She knew exactly what the two had been thinking at the time and what they'd been whispering to each other afterward: How much do you think she charges a night?

"Excuse me," she said to the man behind the table on which a wide array of revolutionary new tools were displayed. She reached her left hand out to point at one of the objects, ensuring that the massive diamond sparkled under the booth's overhead lights. With a very sincere voice, she said, "My husband and I are here from Minneapolis, where we have a construction contracting firm working on the new Federal plaza there, and I keep telling him that he needs to update some of his equipment. Our budget this year for new tools and such is only three-point-two million, so, as I don't see any prices listed on your wonderful offerings, I'm wondering whether we could afford to refit and supply all one thousand, two hundred of our union workers with such wonderful new tools."

The man behind the table -- as well as the two men standing nearby -- showed obvious signs of shock at Penny's monologue. Suddenly, any thoughts of her just being a common whore -- and expensive one, maybe -- likely had gone right out the window.

Before the man had a chance to answer, Penny looked to her husband and said, "Jonathan, honey, tell the nice man about that project you're working on, you know the one, on 12th street."

Then, turning her head and whispering close to his ear, Penny said, "Time to shine, Jon. I like to fuck with small men who have small minds and, likely, small penises, too."

She gripped his arm with one hand to reassure him, and let the other -- which had been on the small of his back -- slide downward inconspicuously to his nearest butt cheek. She finished with a whispered, "Are you having fun?"
 
Jon quickly ran his brain for any government buildings in what he had called Minni-hopeless. The only one he could think of was the unemployment office but that was on 12th street. He did remember the U of St. Thomas tho from when one of the kids flushed a small fire work inside something like a tupperwear water tight container and flushed it. Making a pipe burst in the wall. Jon quickly latched on to that and says "Oh hun I think you must be thinking of the St. Thomas dorm project for anyone in the trade it is not really that exciting to work on. Only the admins behind a desk would get excited about it." Jon leans in and gives Penny a big kiss on the lips for a few seconds as Jon brakes the kiss he says "Honey I love you and your so energetic side."

Jon had put his hand on the back side of her hip flank and front side of her butt. Jon said " Lets go home honey I dont see any new tools and I am sure my old contact at dewalt will be glad to take a new order. That brand I trust with your life." Jon starts to softly push to get her to rotate so they can go to the door. Jon can only hope she will comply with leaving with him.



Jon loved the night with Penny, but he wants more 1 on 1 time with her. maybe a movie or the two talking about a book or something low key like that. Jon is very into to Penny and hopes to know her more as a woman outside of work. The real Penny.
 
"Oh hun I think you must be thinking of the St. Thomas dorm project..." Jonathan said, joining the fiction Penny had begun.

"Oh, of course, you're right," she agreed. She launched into a whole song and dance about how her husband's company had so many large, successful, and profitable projects going on that sometimes she couldn't keep them straight. Then, trying to sound a bit like a trophy wife, Penny added, "Of course, how would I know, right. I mean, I spend most of my time shopping and catching some rays out on our penthouse balcony."

As she said that last part, penny gave her sexy body a bit of a twist in Jonathan's arms, to ensure that the nearby men who had become mesmerized with her -- it was now up from 3 to 8 -- got a chance to ogle both her forward and rear facing curves. Leaning in more toward the crowd of wide eyed men, she said, whispered with a faux tone of dismay, "Do you know that Jon here had to buy the condo to the right of us and wall off its balcony before reselling it because the horny old man who lived there would stop staring at me while I was sunbathing? Can you imagine? How rude."

There was a varied reaction from the men, from agreement to chuckles to just more staring. Penny could have continued, but Jonathan leaned in to engage her in a kiss that she very eagerly returned before giggling as if embarrassed by the public display of affection, which of course wasn't embarrassing at all.

They headed away toward the exit, and without looking back over her shoulder to see if the convention goers were watching her -- she knew they were -- she made sure that her ass dipped and swayed all the way to the door. One out and around the corner, Penny couldn't help but explode in playful laughter, telling Jonathan, "That ... was ... fun!"

She squeezed in tight to him and -- catching sight of Jimmy at the curb -- waved him to bring the care up to the drop off area. "You were good in there, Jon, really. You're gonna be the talk of every contractor and construction convention in the US for a year, maybe more."

Once in the car, Penny moved up close to her client and engaged him in some more soft but erotic kissing. When Jonathan's hands moved for her curves, though, she politely took hold of them to stop their advance, pulled her mouth from his just enough to whisper with a serious tone, and informed him, "Jonathan, I've enjoyed this night very much, and ... if you are interested ... I'd very much like to see you again."

She hesitated just a moment to let it sink into his mind that that would require another $600 payment to her online account, as he'd already done tonight before she'd arrived at the lounge. Penny kissed him again softly, then laid it out for him: "We're not going to sleep together tonight, Jon. But if you'd like, I know a great little cafe on the beach where we could catch a coffee and speak some more."

Then, just to ensure that Jonathan didn't try to talk her into something she didn't want to do tonight by whipping out his wallet, Penny added, "I have to be on a plane in a couple of hours, to visit my mother in Portland. She's been ill. But, I'll be back in a couple of days, and if you wanted, we could get together again."

Then, pressing his hand to his own leg and then letting her hand find that thigh so close to his groin that she very nearly touched his bulge, Penny finished, "We might even be able to spend a bit more time with each other in a, um, more intimate setting? You wouldn't regret it."

That was her way of saying If you want to pay me more, I'll fuck and suck you like you never have been.
 
Jon smiled and nodded hearing Penny would like to see Jon again. Jon rubbed his chin for a few seconds hearing about the trip to Portland. Jon asked very innocently and with a pure face "Would you like me to play the role of your boyfriend or maybe just a handyman friend to take a peak at your moms house on the wiring and stuff like that...Jon shrugs Jon hopes Penny will want to see him off her working hours for this trip. Jon then says "Penny I gotta know. Do you like me as a man with possibility, or am I just some client. I know your a working woman, but I just need to know so I can keep my head in the right space. Jon says in a more pleading pure from the depth of the heart toneI like you and would like it outside of work, but if work is the only way I can see you. Then that is good to know."

Jon sighs expecting to hear he is just another guy to pay for her time. Tho he really hope he is wrong.
 
Jonathan asked, "Would you like me to play the role of your boyfriend or maybe just a handyman friend..."

When he finished, Penny smiled and said, "That would be sweet, Jon, but ... unnecessary."

Then he spoke of wanting to know Penny as more than just a paid escort with whom he might have sex. She reached a hand out to gentle caress Jonathan's face, responding in a way she knew he wouldn't like but, hopefully, would respect.

"That's very sweet as well, Jon, but ... I have a complicated life, and right now ... well ... I hope that we can continue to see each other occasionally..." And then answering his question in the most direct way Penny found appropriate, finished, "...as our relationship currently exists."

With perfect timing, Jimmy opened the door on Jonathan's side of of the sedan, announcing politely, "Your hotel, sir."

Penny leaned to give her client one last, soft kiss before he exited the car. She nodded to her driver, who handed Jonathan a business card. It contained a phone number that Penny gave out to possible return clients, as opposed to the phone number he'd used to make his initial appointment with her.

"Call me, Jon," she said with a sincere tone and smile. "It would be nice to see you again soon."

Jimmy gave the man a moment to say his goodbyes if he wished, looked to Penny for indication that it was time to move on, and closed the door. He told Jonathan goodnight, returned to his seat in the Towncar, and drove Penny away. Rolling the privacy window down, he asked his boss, "Everything went well?"

"Well enough," she said, looking out at the slowly passing city.

"Another love connection?" Jimmy asked. He wasn't being hurtful, snide, or flippant; he'd simply seen a lot of men fall in love on their first date with this incredible woman. Then, in a sincere tone, he asked, "Is this going to be a problem?"

Penny thought on the question a moment. She was still bothered with this nagging feeling that there was something about Jonathan she should know. Was he holding something back? They all did, of course, men who hired women for companionship and/or sex.

Even so, this wasn't the normal concealment of information feeling Penny was getting. No, it was more like she was concealing something, or -- more specifically -- her memory was. She shrugged off the feeling for the moment, which was unfortunate because if Penny had stuck with digging through her brain a bit longer, she might have recalled that tonight wasn't the first time she'd been in the back seat of a car with Jonathan Gordenson nor was it the first time -- while in that back seat -- he'd tried to get a little more out of her than a kiss and a soft pet.

"Take me home, James," she said playfully with a feigned hoity toity accent. She kicked off her high heels and laid down across the luxury sedan's backseat. "Another hard day of toiling complete."
 
When Penny smiled and said, "That would be sweet, Jon, but ... unnecessary."
The look of disappointment hinted a bit on his face. Sure Jon knew she was a working gal and most of her clients where just trying to get in the middle of her legs. For payed sex or free sex. Jon kinda hopped she would see him as someone she could be interested in getting to know outside of work. What Jon most was disappointed in that she couldn't seam to get her head out she is only good for sex. That a guy would want to hang out with her as friends and just be with her as a person.

The words she said would limit how much time he would get with her. And them key words where "...as our relationship currently exists."

after the kiss, this time having a bit sting in his mind. Jon quickly got out of the car and slipped the driver a 20 saying "make sure she treats you right. Jon smiles and walks away with the card.

Jon had taken a step away when he heard"Call me, Jon," "It would be nice to see you again soon."
Jon paused for a sec to say " Will have to see what my calender looks like."

On his way up to the room Jon was looking at the card. He liked her, but he was questioning if he liked the act she put on, or did she let him get to know her. Jon was sure it was just a act. Jon entered the his hotel room and lays on the bed looking at the card.

In the morning Jon will start making calls to some of his old friends from school, and ask them to get the word out around 6pm to meet at Tyee High School if anyone is looking for a job. Jon hopes the word will get out with friends telling there friends or anyone in the building world that might be looking to get a new job....



Sadly Penny changed a bit over the years and no longer looks like the young woman she was in her early school days. He had forgotten about most of his bad dates in high school. Even tho at the time he was into them, but life happened and they lost touch and faded out of mind...... The magic of what could have been 11 years ago that was tonight. Is not connecting.
 
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