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open; f
“I’m not the guy you can drag home to Daddy in some defiant effort to show him you can do what you like.” He mumbled, lighting a cigarette and placing it between his busted lip. “You seem like a nice girl, you don’t need to be getting involved with me- in any sense of the word.” Ben added, sliding her small hand from his thigh. The girl looked barely twenty, and whilst he was sucker for an innocent smile, it only came with trouble. @indiestarter
open to: romantic females only connection: best friends of age!!! daughter?? forbidden affair etc maybe even a pregnancy scandal
“Don’t even think about it.” He murmured around the cigarette, turning his jaw so the female was unable to puck the stick for her own. “I’ve told you before..” His hand coming up to her face, thumb holding her chin in place to force eye contact. “A girl like you is too good for this nasty shit.” There was something about her pure soul that had him wrapped around her finger, and despite the act she was putting on tonight, he knew she knew that too. “Plus, your Dad would kill me.”
“So that’s it then..- You’re marrying him?”
open to: f based on: x
It wasn’t the first time and it sure as hell wouldn't be the last he’d feel a sniffling mess crawl into bed behind him, tucking into his warmth with staggered breath. Ben was used to comforting the girl, rolling over to envelop her in his chest. Eyes still closed he pressed a kiss to her forehead before sighing. “I’m gonna kill him.” The man grumbled, bemused as to why she continued to put up with the volatile relationship.
open to: f connection: mistress
“You can’t be serious..” Bennett hissed in disapproval of the sight before him, rounding the corner after hearing the ding of his elevator opening. His eyes scanned her tan trench coat hanging open in the slightest, a delicate lingerie set peaking through; a purchase made on his card no doubt. “She could be home at any minute.” He continued, making a mental note to fire his doorman who obviously had been finessed by her with ease.
open to: females based on: bennett had to watch your muse marry their new love, fighting all the urges to say what he really wanted to say to avoid ruining her big day
“God..- You look-” He shook his head, hand clasped softly around her own with a hand on her back as they rocked on the dance floor. “Unbelievably beautiful.” He smiled, the joy failing to reach his eyes despite his best effort. The sun was setting over the large marquee, fairly lights starting to twinkle overhead as the light chatter of guests surrounded them on the dance floor. “Sunset, fairy lights, a beautiful dress..” He looked around, eyes falling back to her. “You got your perfect day.”
open to: f connection: newly dating
The term “relaxing” was completely foreign to the man, who’s normal schedule was non stop and sometimes seven days a week. It took a lot to run his empire, and before meeting her there wasn’t much else to focus on. Bennett loved his career, and everything that came with the conquests of high level business; it was thrilling and additive which is why it had him surprised to be oddly content with her suggestion to just lay around on this warm Monday morning. That and the fact Ben enjoyed kneading the supple flesh of her ass as she laid across his lap and watched the mindless tv before them. She was a rarity, energetic enough to keep him entertained and yet calm enough to not add any more unnecessary drama to his life. Everything was effortless and he doubted that she even knew what effect she had on him, laying there in the simplest of white cotton panties and an old college t-shirt. His palms skimmed her slender legs, back and forth over her warm thighs as he lounged further into the plush couch of his multimillion dollar pent house. Bennett was doing his best to follow her lead, do absolutely nothing for the morning and not feel guilty about it, and yet the internal unrest was proving hard to extinguish. His eyes left the tv once more and focused back on the perky ass he had laid in front of him, tracing the line of cotton across the smooth round. It was distracting none the least, and yet a distraction he happily welcomed to play with. Large palm settling in the middle of her cheeks, his thumb began to sway back and forth against the soft cotton centre. Ben could feel the heat just on the pad of his finger, circling round and round as he played with her like his favourite toy.
open to: f based on: Ben hires an escort to double as a public partner to help aid his business agenda, what starts a business transaction could lead to a complicated romance
“I assume you know the deal.” Bennett came froward to the table, elbows resting on the white linen as he sipped from the large glass of rich wine. “Most Friday evenings, mid-week events, the summer social calendar in the Hamptons. You’ll need to be available for all if it.” He stated, before resting back into his chair. Bennett had used the agency for his last two public partners, it was just easier this way. A man on his stature needed a women on par, and he just didn’t have the time to vet and a date on his own time. Ben had found being accompanied by a stunning women was a useful pawn in the game of negotiations, transactions and all round business dealings. The women he employed, needed to be charming, smooth, and and all round asset to his financial gain. “Brush up on the arts, theatre, wall street- enough to hold your own.”
