"What? Trouble in paradise already?" Carly laughed.
"He’s asked me to go on a date with him this coming weekend!" I answered.
"This weekend? As in Valentine’s weekend?"
"Yes. Which, if this is Spencer, it would be to the Valentine's thing he is hosting, the one my father is going to be at." I kept reading his words repeatedly. "What do I do?"
"Ask him what he has in mind."
I quickly typed out what Carly told me to type and hit send. I only waited for a couple of seconds before a response came in. "He says not to worry, I would be perfectly safe, it would be a public event, nothing private."
"Interesting," Carly responded.
"What do I do now?"
"Well, since you are babysitting his daughter, you'll have to tell him no, or you could cancel on the little girl and explain to the real Spencer why it is you are canceling. However, I am sure it will be very uncomfortable when you give him your address, or perhaps when you meet up with him and you have to explain all over again. But you're a big girl. I am sure you will figure it out."
I swallowed hard as I tapped my fingers on the keyboard, debating what to respond with. "That isn't helpful, Carly."
"That’s true. However, you haven’t needed my help to get you this far, so I am sure you will figure it out." She giggled.
Spencer
This woman had me spinning, and I had no clue what she even looked like. I sat behind my desk awaiting a response from BabyGirl98. This was the exact reason why I loved the company I had created. It gave people the chance to get to know the real person without any outside judgment. I flipped between my email and back to my profile. I had sent off the date request almost forty minutes ago, and I knew that she had read it. It had never taken so long for a response from her to come through. Perhaps she wasn’t interested.
I'd been out of the game so long I feared I might be losing my touch; although I had kept her online the past three nights engaged in some very heavy dirty talk, enough to even get a couple gratuitous photos sent my way, which while I waited for her response, I opened up.
I leaned back in my chair and stared at my screen, my cock throbbing as I flipped between the photos, when my phone rang. "Spencer Brooks."
"Hey, Spencer, what time are we leaving tonight?"
"Hey, Jon! Ainsley is coming by around seven, so I figure after I get Nikki settled with her, I guess we could leave around eight."
"Great!"
"Did you look at the package I dropped off for you?"
"I glanced at it but haven't had a chance to sit down and log into the computer or anything."
"Well, make sure you do. As I said, these aren't your run-of-the-mill women just looking to get laid. They are looking for meaningful relationships, and I have implemented a very rigorous screening process. Also to ease your mind, every account is 100% private. No one can see what you talk about."
"I'll check it out before we leave. Are you bringing a date tonight?"
"Hopefully a date with a very sexy twenty-year-old!"
"That sounds promising. I'll see you tonight then!"
"You got it."
I hung up the phone in time to see a message from BabyGirl89. I clicked open the message, excitement building in me, and leaned back in my chair.
BabyGirl89: RomanticAlpha42,
I would love nothing more than to accompany you tonight.
However, I have a prior engagement that, unfortunately, I cannot get out of.
Until then, I will dream of you,