“Why don’t you work for my agency? You know that I run an agency for high-profile contract girlfriends or wives, right?” Justin asked.
I guess I heard something about it before, but I didn’t know the details. Frankly, I wasn’t interested in these sorts of things and isn’t it sort of like a shady business? I was also finding it hard to believe that Justin was suggesting for me to work as a ‘contract wife’ or whatever it was called.
“You mean like…become an escort? Or like a…prostitute?” I asked, unable to find a better word to use.
Don’t get me wrong, I had no issues with the profession per se, but I was quite certain that I didn’t want to get into that whole business, no matter how desperate or dire my current situation is.
“No! Not like that. I mean, you can sleep with the guys if you want but that’s not the main objective here. Plus, they’re asking for a contract relationship. If you haven’t realized it yet, the key is the word relationship,” Justin said before rolling his eyes at me.
I blinked blankly a couple of times at him. Despite what he had just said, I still had a hard time picturing and understanding what the job entailed.
“Sorry…but I don’t quite follow…” I admitted honestly.
“Let me explain from the top. The client of my agency are mostly men but there are women as well. Basically, we provide women or men for rent who fits what the client is looking for to form a contract relationship between the two parties with the agency acting as the middleman. The demands of the clients are truly case-by-case and can be very unique,” Justin explained.
“For example?” I couldn’t help jumping in to ask for more details.
“For example, a man might be looking for someone to be his companion because he feels lonely since his wife just passed away. A woman might want to hire a man to pose as her son’s father to make her family seem more complete and for the man to act as the father figure to her son, a role that she might feel like she cannot adequately fill. Another man might want to hire a superhot and younger girl as his girlfriend so that he can show her off to society and his friends. He might want to have awesome and steaming hot sex with her too. Of course, if both parties are ok with it, sexual clauses can be added to the contract,” Justin explained various examples.
“So…not all clients demand for a sexual relationship?” I asked, surprised at this new piece of information.
“That’s correct. You will be surprised that most contracts that my agency deals with are non-sexual relationships. Most relationships are primarily rooted in providing emotional support to the client or creating a situation that is more socially acceptable or advantageous for them,” Justin explained before nodding seriously.
“By socially acceptable or advantageous, you mean like…it helps them progress upwards?” I asked, trying to make sure that I understood correctly.
“Right. For example, a man needs to have a wife to inherit his father’s property. He doesn’t have one and doesn’t want to have one, what can he do? Simple, he hires one,” Justin said as he snapped his fingers as if conjuring a wife by magic.
“Isn’t that…unethical?” I asked suspiciously.
“Since when were you such an ethical person, honey?” Justin asked sarcastically.
“Since…never…but still…” I replied hesitantly.
“I still think that we are the better alternative. Back to the case of that man who needs a wife to inherit his fortune. If he can’t hire one, what do you think he’ll do? Just forget about his fortune? Never, men are greedy creatures. He’ll probably end up tricking some poor girl into becoming his wife and when he gets his money, he’ll dump her and kick her out. That’s what the bastard is going to do,” Justin said before rolling his eyes.
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