This is a continuation of Parts 1, 2 and 3 which should really be enjoyed first.
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She was suddenly very aware of being the center of attention as they walked into the hotel bar. It made her giggle out loud thinking what a sight they were together. She was being escorted (no pun intended) by a very tall and beautiful black man gliding gracefully next to her with his hand placed gently at the middle of her upper back. She was considerably shorter even in heels and if he could have reached the small of her back without stooping, his hand would surely have been there instead.
He smiled that big white grin of his knowing what a spectacle they were together. It seemed the room's hum of conversation had stopped mid-sentence and all eyes were on them. It lasted just a few seconds until they forced themselves to focus upon their previous conversations rather than continue to openly stare.
They chose a quiet table for two in the corner rather than to post up conspicuously at the bar. This was the first opportunity for them to sit and talk and they were each hoping for some degree of privacy in this very public place. He pulled her chair and helped her to take a seat, then joined her choosing to sit next to her rather than across the small round table for four.
He leaned towards her and said quietly in that deep booming voice "You are absolutely beautiful. I was stunned when you opened the door to greet me in that hotel room wearing next to nothing and a smile".
She smiled and blushed deeply at his compliment and was struck first by how much she enjoyed and appreciated it and secondly at how quickly her body betrayed her feelings. In addition to the afore-mentioned blush in her cheeks she felt her nipples harden and her pussy swell even more as if that was possible. Damn if her tiny sheer panties didn't suddenly feel tighter because of her reaction. She giggled again out loud thinking "this must be a little like what a man feels like when there is suddenly not enough room in his pants".
While they had just met he was extremely pleased. He could not take his eyes from her. She was short and petite with lightly freckled sun-kissed skin, auburn hair and green eyes. While very small compared to him she had curves in all of the right places. The little grey dress she wore was perfectly understated yet she looked amazing in it he thought to himself. He stole a look at her shapely legs and admired the swell of her breasts and cleavage. She grinned again as she watched him admire her.
The cocktail waitress arrived and he ordered her a Bourbon Neat at her request, then a spicy Bloody Mary for himself. He realized he was hungry and knew she must be too so he ordered several appetizers and requested water for them as well.
She marveled to herself how nice it was to be taken care of by him. He was comfortable, confident and polished. He was all man, a perfect gentleman and she was pleased to be in his company. She suddenly felt very safe in his presence and realized how much she missed that feeling. It had been too long since she had felt that way. She missed her husband terribly after losing him unexpectedly. She thought about her children and reminded herself they were safe for the weekend with her sister. It was nice to be here, with him and for just a moment to feel safe.
She spent a lot of time with other men both publicly and privately but never felt this way. While she had learned to handle herself confidently in these situations there was always a sense in the back of her mind that she needed to be very careful, to pay attention to her surroundings and to make decisions that protected her safety as much as possible. Being an escort was not her first choice as a career but it was lucrative and seemed to be the only option available for her to provide the income and the schedule necessary to provide for her small family and large home.
