The Outrageous Offer From a Rich Older Man That was Just Too Good to Resist

I had just ditched my friends to catch a ride back home with the hand­some older man who had dropped us off—he had seen us wait­ing for a cab and offered to give us a ride.

On the trip back, he was very elu­sive and seemed to want to know more about me than he was will­ing to give up about him­self. He was bald, fair com­plex­ion, around five-foot-seven and wore these cute square rim­less glasses. He smelled deli­cious; he was fash­ion­ably trendy and he wasn’t bad look­ing either. We were talk­ing so much that he drove past where he was sup­posed to drop me off. Some­how, I was not wor­ried; the con­ver­sa­tion was flow­ing and I was relaxed.

We finally arrived at a spot I guess he had in his mind all along, and we parked on a small bridge. The spot was a lit­tle pri­vate, so the like­li­hood of being dis­turbed was minimal.

As he started to relax, he rolled up his sleeves, expos­ing his gold Rolex and a rolled mar­i­juana joint he had stashed some­where in the pickup. That was the first time I felt con­flicted. Although I didn’t know him very well, I had an image in my head of what he’d be like and smok­ing mar­i­juana didn’t really fit with that image.

We started talk­ing again and he asked, “What do you want to do with your life?” He was so relaxed about the ques­tion, as if he had asked it many times. I began to tell him I had just started mod­el­ling, but I was doing it more because every­one else thought that’s what I should be doing. He asked, “What is it that YOU want to do?”

I replied, “I want to go back to school. I want to get a degree in some­thing because I want to do so much with my life for my fam­ily and for myself.”

He asked who I lived with and I told him my mom and sev­eral other sib­lings. He asked if I was in a rela­tion­ship, and I told him I was sin­gle. His next state­ment com­pletely took me by sur­prise. “I will send you back to school and I will do my best to make sure you want for noth­ing,” he said as he stared into the dis­tance, almost as if he was in deep thought about what he was say­ing. “But you have to prove your worth to me before you can be in my inner cir­cle,” he con­tin­ued, “which con­sists of my wife and my adopted daugh­ter. Then I will make sure that you have every­thing you’ve ever wanted and needed.” I was stunned. In all my years, I had never had such a proposition.

This man had only met me a cou­ple hours ago, and it seemed like he trusted what I was say­ing. He didn’t even really know if I was lying about being sin­gle or not. I real­ized then and there that when a man meets a woman, he knows almost instantly if she’s going to be a one night stand, or a three-year affair, or maybe even longer. I had never had an offer like that before, but I was intrigued.