I open the email on my phone and lean back in my desk chair to read it with Trevor on speaker.
Name:Colby Smith
Age: 39 years old
Kinks: I prefer to be dominant in all scenarios. Also, spanking and primal play if the boyfriend is amenable to it.
Sex included in boyfriend experience: Yes
Length of time: First week of July
Lodging: Wherever the boyfriend wants
Comments: See below
Dear The Boyfriend Experience,
I am hoping you can help me. My cousin Beau recommended you to me after he used your services last year. He had nothing but nice things to say, which is a rarity for my cousin. I am writing in for a very particular request. I was wondering if you offer the husband experience? I am looking for someone to let me love them, and love me back, and I want all the romance in the world. All expenses for the husband will of course be paid as I’d like this to be a real vacation. We can go anywhere in the world the husband wants as long as he’s willing to love me the entire week. Money is no issue.
Thanks,
Colby
The painin the email is so evident, so raw. To ask to be loved by a stranger for an entire week is an extraordinary act of courage.
Maybe I am the guy for the job, because nothing sounds better to me. An entire week-long paid vacation just to play husband, to give someone love and care? Sounds perfect. If the dates don’t interfere with my schedule, then it’s definitely something I can do. Something I want to do.
“Were any other details provided?” I ask softly.
Trevor hums thoughtfully into the phone. “The first week of July.”
I pull up my schedule on my phone. Summer is great for me because I don’t usually teach a class. Instead, I focus on my research.
“The first week of July works. Pay?”
“Money is no issue said the man …” Trevor trails off with a low, bitter chuckle. “Name your price, hubby.”
That does get my attention, but there’s another key factor at play. “Limits?”
“Just the standards,” Trevor says, a little more awkwardly than he normally would. “This guy really does sound right up your alley. You’re the best of all of us.”
I restlessly tap my fingers against the desk in deep contemplation. A week of nonstop acting like a husband, twenty-four seven. I’m not even sure I know how to quantify that really. The most I’ve ever been paid was ten thousand dollars for playing boyfriend to a closeted rockstar for an evening of debauchery.
“Thirty thousand dollars for the week?” I ask, hoping for confirmation from Trevor.
“Great!” Trevor says with a clear smile in his voice. That’s the Trevor I know. “I will let Claire know she’ll need to tell Colby that you’ll cost him fifty thousand dollars for the entire week.”
“Wait—”
“Bye!” Trevor yells before I can argue with him.
I pull my phone away from my face and frown anxiously down at it. Fifty thousand dollars feels a little like highway robbery to me. Trevor is probably already telling Claire to email the poor guy back with the price. Colby will surely reply that the company is out of our mind.
Feeling helpless, I go about my evening. A bowl of cereal for dinner. A shower hot enough to melt off my skin. A perfect evening. Until I have to deal with my hair. My curls never want to cooperate with me. I spend a few minutes trying to tame my pesky curls, before giving up and going about my nightly skincare routine.
Just as I’m finishing brushing my teeth, my phone lights up on the bathroom counter. I lean against the counter to anxiously peer down at my screen. The message preview readsAPPROVED - THE HUSBAND EXPERIENCEand I feel a littletingle of nerves in the pit of my belly. Fifty thousand dollars for one week of playing husband wherever I choose. Doesn’t seem that hard to me.
I think for a moment about all the places we could go. I could choose anything. A week on the Italian coast, an island in Greece, the rainforest in South America … but what if my future husband doesn’t like any of those places? If I’m going to play doting husband for the week, I figure maybe I should start a little early.
