As he pours me another glass of champagne, I giggle flirtatiously. He’s cute. I wasn’t sure what to expect. He knows this is my first time. I was completely honest when we met. He put me right at my ease by telling me I was beautiful and holding the door to the fancy restaurant open as we walked in. I had to stifle my gasp of awe. The only way I could ever get into a restaurant like this normally was if I was working as a waitress.
I’m not used to champagne, but I’m pretty sure I like it. Maybe I could get used to this. He orders for me, which is great as I have no idea what half the items on the menu are. I’ve only ever had one boyfriend and his idea of a date for dinner was ordering curry from the local Indian restaurant and eating it on his dirty settee while we watched Big Brother. I don’t know why I stayed with him so long.
My family moved here when I was a teenager and we got housing in a council estate. I hated it there and couldn’t understand why my parents took us away from all of our family and friends back home to come to this cold, miserable country. I was so angry with them and wanted to get away from home as soon as possible. So, the first boy who told me I was pretty seemed like a safe bet and I moved into his flat two weeks later.
Now, I’m seeing another side to this country. I had no idea. I mean, I’ve seen the big fancy buildings and walked past places like Harrods before but always thought they were for people not like me. Now, look at me. Here I am. He’s chatting away and telling me all about the amazing places he’s travelled around the world. He says he’d love to find a beautiful woman like me who wanted to join him on some of his trips. He asks me if I have a passport.
His eyes twinkle as we start to share one of those chocolate lava cakes for dessert and he picks up a napkin to wipe a bit of chocolate from my chin. I can’t believe I’m actually enjoying this and getting a little bit turned on by his attention and spoiling. Did I mention, he’s cute? He’s married, but doesn’t live at home anymore. He caught his wife with her personal trainer and moved out the next day. He won’t divorce her because he thinks it’s too final. He says, he organises dates with girls like me to keep himself out of trouble. I wonder what he means by that. He asks if I’d like to come back to his place for a nightcap. This guy. He’s so nice.
I feel so special as he pulls my chair out, takes off his jacket and puts it across my shoulders as we head out onto the busy road. The valet gets his car and brings it round. I don’t know anything about cars, but it’s a nice one and it’s so shiny. We drive to the hotel he’s booked as he says his adult son lives with him and he doesn’t want to create any family drama.
As we pull up to the hotel and stop outside, he leans over and kisses me softly and tells me that he promises to make sure that my first date through Cleopatra Escorts will be a special one. I can’t believe I’m blushing. I’ve never been treated this well by a date. I reply that I promise to make it special for him too. I may not have a lot of experience with men, but I’m very confident about my body and I know how to use it.
When we get up to his room, we stumble in laughing. He sits in a chair, pulls me onto his lap and asks me if I know how to dance. I kiss him on the tip of the nose and slide off his lap. Do I know how to dance? I look right into his eyes as I demonstrate for him. A big grin grows across his face and I notice that something else is growing as well. I bet myself that if I could get a great tip on my first date, I would buy myself a new pair of heels. The ones I’m wearing are high and sexy enough, but they aren’t made by a designer. Thankfully, men don’t seem to care.
My date certainly didn’t and even asked me to keep them on even as everything else seemed to be coming off, including him. He was right about making my first date special and even enjoyable. It’s so nice to be with a man who knows how to appreciate a woman – and in so many ways. I definitely think I’ll have to add to my menu of services after tonight.
I got my new shoes.