Sylvia and her daughter, Marie, had been invited to a swanky shindig at a very rich man's mansion right on the water. They'd been invited by Sylvia's friend Rachel and had never met the man before. Rachel had been invited because she was in sales and marketing and her company was working on the promotion of one of the guy's business ventures. His name was Robert Spencer and he was filthy rich. We're talking close to a billionaire rich. Sylvia couldn't believe that she was able to attend an event like this, but Rachel wasn't dating anyone and her company had told her she could bring a couple of friends. The more the merrier they had said. Also, her boss had met Sylvia and her daughter a few times and thought they were both very attractive and, of course, he thought that would help his company's image.
Sylvia had heard of Robert Spencer and had seen pictures of his amazing oceanfront home in Architectural Digest. She couldn't turn down the opportunity to see such a magnificent home in person. She had been a little nervous about being in such high society, but she was a social butterfly and was used to entertaining in such environments. Maybe nothing quite this fancy, but most of these types of situations were pretty similar. Her daughter had taken after her in this regard, so before long, they both felt rather comfortable.
Of course the house was amazing. It was very modern and minimalistic and the decor that was there, was impeccable. Unsurprisingly, it had beautiful floor to ceiling windows, providing the most breathtaking view of the ocean. Honestly, in some ways, it was Sylvia's dream house. Spacious and open. Tasteful, interesting looking, and integrating a lot of natural light. In between conversations, she marveled at the beauty of the mansion.
After they'd been there some time and were feeling nice due to the amazing bar that was available Rachel introduced them to Mr. Spencer. His eyes lit up as he greeted them and the longer they chatted the more he flirted with Sylvia. He really seemed to enjoy chatting and joking with both her and Marie. On the surface, he seemed very pleasant, but Sylvia could sense that there was something else behind his eyes. She figured that you probably don't get to be an almost billionaire by being the greatest person.
After conversing for a few minutes, Rachel, Sylvia, and Marie blended back in with the crowd. They proceeded to grab another drink and chatted some more with various party attendees. Sylvia was pretty close to suggesting that they head out for the evening, but she decided to go to the bathroom first. After pissing and freshening up a bit, she headed back towards the party, but before she had made it all the way down the hall, she was approached by one of Mr. Spencer's ever-present men. He very politely asked if she had a moment to speak with Mr. Spencer's assistant, Jordan Elm.
She had met him earlier and had seen him standing behind and off to the side of Mr. Spencer all night. He was nice enough, but seemed very serious. From her understanding, he was the main person that Robert Spencer leaned on to manage his affairs and get things done for him. She was not sure why he would want to speak with her privately. Still, she didn't hesitate long before agreeing. So the man had her follow him down the hall and into a door she hadn't been through before. It led to another short hallway that in turn led to another sun lit room with a circular stairwell that went up a floor. Once they reached the top of the stairs, they turned right and walked down a few feet to an office.
It also had a beautiful view of the ocean and was quite magnificent. It was an interesting mix of a kind of old school study, but with a modern, sunny air to it. Jordan stood up as Sylvia came into the room. He walked around the desk and greeted her warmly, shaking her hand. He asked if she'd like anything to drink and she told him she was fine. He grabbed himself a drink and told her it was no trouble, but still she declined.
After he got his drink, he told her to sit down in one of the two chairs that were across the desk from the main occupant's seat. This was Mr. Spencer's office, but Jordan often worked deals out of here, especially when they were having these types of parties. The man who brought her up here had left by now and closed the door behind him. Sylvia was dying to know what the purpose of this conversation was going to be.
Jordan proceeded to engage in a bit of small talk and tried to make some jokes, but the pleasantries were just a preamble to why he had actually invited her there. After a couple of minutes of idle chatter, he finally came to his point saying, "I'm sure, Sylvia, you're wondering why I asked you here. I'll try not to beat around the bush. Mr. Spencer very much enjoyed meeting you tonight. You and your daughter."
At this, Sylvia got a little bit nervous. She was expecting Jordan to ask if she would have dinner with Mr. Spencer. She thought that he had sent him as a proxy to ask her on a date essentially. She was probably 12 to 15 years younger than him and had no interest in him in that way. To her surprise, however, Jordan continued, saying, "He thinks you and Marie are both very beautiful. A couple of the most beautiful women he's ever seen, he said. He likes your vibe, your spirit, and very much enjoyed seeing you interact with each other. He could tell that you have a close bond."
Things weren't going exactly where she thought they were. She still didn't understand what he was getting at, but he soon came to his point. He told her, "Mr. Spencer has asked me to offer an opportunity to you. It's a very unique opportunity and one that could make your family a lot of money. The kind of money that you can't turn down. Or at least you'd be foolish to."
Sylvia was still pretty in the dark about where this was headed. Was he going to ask her to fuck him or something? Her and her daughter? Did he want them to be high class call girls for the evening? Something seemed a little weird, but she never could've imagined what was about to be proposed to her. He explained that what he was about to ask her was not an everyday proposal and he explained that he understood if she was very taken aback back once he said it out loud. He even told her, "But..... I would ask that you please promise to consider it for a moment before getting offended or just walking out of here."
She was certain that he was going to ask her to fuck the man now. When you lead up to something and tell someone to not get pissed off, it's most likely not gonna be something that they're really going to be into. Still, she sort of found this amusing. She wanted to see what they were gonna ask of her and also, if it did end up being an offer to pay money for sex, she wanted to see what kind of price tag she would fetch. Of course, she would never do it, but she was absolutely intrigued to find out what kind of value he put on her sexuality. so she nodded and told him, "Ok, Jordan. That's a weird way to lead into it, but I will try my damnedest to not have a knee-jerk reaction. Not gonna lie, though, I feel like I'm about to be offended or something."
Jordan cleared his throat and paused a moment before replying, "Yes, I'm sure that my language is a bit cryptic. I've done many things for Mr. Spencer, some of them very difficult in a number of ways....there's just really no way to sugarcoat this request. You probably will be offended by what I'm about to offer to you. Just remember that what I'm about to ask you comes with a very, very.....very generous financial offer. You may not even be able to picture what I'm suggesting here."
