His Surprise Escort

The Dress

The dress.... oh my god the dress....

It was sexy with a capital s*x!

It was a black dress that came down maybe four inches below my butt. The top had long sleeves and a thin strap across my shoulders to hold the extremely open back together that had a dip so low you could see the little dimples in my lower back.

The front also had a long v-neck that went down a little past the ladies revealing enough to know that I was a C cup and not wearing a bra. The middle of the dress was loose enough but you could still see all my curves. This dress was a killer dress.

The heels were not very high, Anna at least knew how much I didn't like wearing high heels. They were a black delicate slim strapped heel. I looked DAMN hot. There was a black coat as well that had a tie for around the waist. It was a woolen fabric and a nice silky fabric on the inside. It was beautiful and so warm and soft.

Anna helped do my hair. I decided to put it up in a sleek ponytail so you could see my back the best. No reason to cover up the back. The necklace that also came with the outfit was a choker style but had some long chains attached that hung down in between my chest and down my back.

"Damn girl! You could turn me," Anna said laughing.

"Right?! Who knew I could look this good?" I said turning around in the mirror to see myself.

There is no way I would have picked this dress for myself. It shows off more skin than I ever would have been comfortable with. It made me feel like a new woman. It exuded confidence... and s*x appeal.

My alarm went off on my phone letting me know I only have 20 minutes left before it was time for Damien to pick me up. The butterflies that I had forgotten about came back in a rush.

Anna, noticing my paled face, offers me her wine glass. I happily take it, taking a large gulp. She just laughs at me.

"Nervous huh?" she asks.

"Just a little bit. I feel like I can't even question if he is a good guy or not now after everything he has done the last two days. I can't wait to see his face! I genuinely can't wait to see his reaction to this dress! I know you said he helped pick it out but I bet he didn't think I would look this hot," I say laughing.

"Girl, he will be tripping over his own feet when he sees you. Guaranteed!" she says.

After taking a few more sips of wine I feel ready to go down to the lobby to wait for him. Anna and I have a text safe word set up just in case I need to be rescued or I chicken out. She said there would be no need for it but to make me happy she would pick me up if I needed to be. She knew where we were going and said she could get there fast if needed but she trusted Damien and wasn't worried.

I got down to the lobby five minutes early. As I walked out the door of the elevator I was greeted with a drop-dead sexy man in my way.

He had dirty blond hair, ice-blue eyes, and a beard that wasn't too long but just long enough to be sexy as hell. He had to be over 6ft and this man never missed a day at the gym. Suprise flash across his face and then he gave me a slight grin.

Ugh! He even had perfect teeth! If things didn't work out with Damien I would ride these elevators all day to find him again, I think to myself.

"Hello Katie," he said, walking towards me.

I turn around to look behind me just to make sure there are no other girls around.

Oh. My. God.

Is this Damien??

He is now standing in front of me with a cheeky smile on his face.

"I'm Damien," he says, holding out his hand.

"I'm early, I was going to come up and get you. Looks like you are early as well," he says.

I slowly reach my hand out thinking he was going to shake it but instead he turns my hand and kisses it. It's like I'm watching it in slow motion. Wow.

"Um.. hi... I'm Katie," I say, then catch myself.

Duh! He just said my name. I mentally smack my forehead. Great first impression you bimbo! He laughs a deep laugh but doesn't let my hand go.

"I know. It's nice to finally meet you," he says winking.

"You too. Anna has told me a lot about you," I say.

"Shall we?" he says, pulling my hand into his arm.

"I'm ready," I say, using my other hand to pull my coat tighter around me.

Oh, man. He smells so good! Like expensive Moroccan oil, it makes me a little dizzy it's so intoxicating. I'm glad he is not holding my hand anymore so he can't feel them shake.

We walk out to his car waiting. He opens the back door for me, for a second I'm a little upset that he would make me sit in the back until I realize there is a driver. After getting in the car he walks around to get in the other side.

I cross my legs because I can feel my dress sliding around.

He instantly puts his hand on my knee. It made goosebumps run up my legs. They get even worse when he starts to move his thumb around in circles. It calming yet unnerving at the same time.

Dang! I thought this dress was going to give me confidence.

I sneak a peek at him and see him staring at my knee with a small smile noticing all the goosebumps now. I notice he is just in a nice dark navy dress shirt and slacks. It's not as cold as I thought it would be tonight but I'm still thankful for the coat because of this dress.

When I look back at him he is looking at me now. Busted.

"You look even more beautiful in person. I can't wait to see this dress on you," he says causing me to blush.

"You definitely look better than I imagined. And how do you know that I even wore the one you sent?" I ask, giving a mischievous smile.

"You are wearing everything else, why not the dress," he says, with his eyebrows raised in question.

I had to laugh a little at that.

"You got me there. Of course, I wore it. You have good taste," I said blushing.

"You have no idea," he says quietly, licking his lips.

I swear I could have seen lust and desire flash across his eyes. Yup. My s****l frustration just came back.... great.

We drove in silence for a few minutes. His hand never left my knee.

"So how do you know Anna?" he asks.

"We went to high school together. Been friends since. How do you know her?" I ask raising my eyebrows at him.

He chuckles a little before answering my question.

"Don't worry, Anna isn't my type. She goes on dates with my friend. We have hung out a few times at events and parties," he says.

"So, Anna said this was your first time being an escort?" he asked

I groaned. Of course, she would tell him that.

"Well to be honest there was a lot of alcohol involved in making the decision to sign up. I'm still unsure if it was a good decision or not," I said, rolling my eyes a little.

"Well, I for one am happy you did. Otherwise, this would be very boring," he said, chuckling a little.

I smile at him laughing in agreement.

"So how many of these types of dates do you do? If that's too personal you can just not answer that," I say, realizing how crazy of a question that was.

"Actually, you are my first as well. My friend Nick, the one that Anna sees decided I needed to take you out on a date after seeing your profile. I would think of this more as a blind date than anything," he said.

He looked a little embarrassed as he said that.

"Are you serious! You mean this was a setup and I didn't even need to sign up!?" I say.

I'm not sure if I am upset or not. But I could have done without some of those weird offers after signing up. And if this was just a setup I won't be very happy.

"Well in their defense if you hadn't, Nick never would have seen it and gotten the idea. So it must be fate," he says winking at me and laughing.

"Well, I guess it's not really a blind date if you already knew what I looked like. Must have been a good picture to get you to agree to the date," I said a little drily.

"Your picture is the only reason I agreed to this," he said matter of factly.

Surprised, I snap my head to look at him. His eyes are so blue I can see them so well even in the dark car. His stare is so intense it's hard to look away. I'm now keenly aware that he has moved his hand up my knee more now squeezing a little as he goes up slower. I need to look away before this goes too far.

Clearing my throat breaks the spell that was starting to take hold of us. I lean back in my seat not realizing that I had even started leaning forward, to begin with.

"So besides running a million-dollar company, what else do you like to do in your spare time? Or do you even get any?" I ask.

He squeezes my thigh and moves his hand back to my knee before he answered.

"I go on trips to other countries and do some backpacking trips or hang out on my yacht. Most functions and events I go to are for work. I usually don't have "free time" as you put it," he says.

"What do you do when you aren't reading a dirty book and drinking wine?" he asks while smirking at me.

I groan and roll my eyes at him.

"I can't believe she told you that!" I say through gritted teeth.

"Well, it will serve you well tonight. Maybe it won't be so shocking," he says laughing at my now very red face.

"What does that mean?" I ask.

"You will see. We are almost there" he says looking around.

"Oh man! are you taking me to a s*x club?!?" I ask making my eyes go wide at the thought.

His hand tightens on my knee as he laughs some.

"No, this is much more sophisticated than a s*x club. Although that could be fun if your body blushes the way your face does," he says with lust on his face.

Of course, I blush at this. Only making him laugh even more.

"So what is this then? Anna wouldn't tell me either," I ask.

"This is an event that I helped create. It is for exclusive guests only. Each year we have art-viewing here and all the proceeds go to a different charity. Last year we raised over 18 million dollars for a few different first responder charities. Tickets are $75,000 per person. So when I say exclusive I really mean it. The events are limited to only 300 people maximin. The ticket prices go towards paying the artists and venue, as well as the food and drinks. The rest of the money goes to a charity and then people can choose to donate more if they want. Most do." he says.

I'm a little shocked by what he just said. My ticket to come tonight was $75,000!! All I can do is nod my head. What an amazing thing they are doing. I'm sure I haven't heard about this before; that must be part of the exclusive deal.

We have finally pulled up our stop. It is a beautiful building all white on the outside. The main floor has windows that go from floor to ceiling. You can see some beautiful paintings in the window, but no people. The second, third, and fourth floors look like they have frosted glass windows but still big windows.

Guess the party is upstairs.

Damien gets out and walks around to help me out. As we walk up to the door there are two very large men standing outside, I would safely say they are bouncers. Without saying a word we walk in. There are some staff members waiting to take our coats, or rather just mine.

Guess it's time to show off some skin. I can already feel Damien's anticipation.

He has that same sly smile again.

Well here goes nothing...