The Delhi Artist Gigolo - Part 2
Tanmay, a student from Mumbai residing in Delhi, finds his life taking an unexpected turn due to severe financial issues at home. A week before Valentine’s Day, he learns that his brother is trapped in a significant debt of 15 lakh. Overwhelmed and distressed, Tanmay decides to clear his mind with a coffee at Connaught Place. In the coffee shop, he encounters Ayushi, a woman running a unisex beauty parlour in Dwarka. After a brief conversation, Ayushi offers Tanmay a lucrative yet unconventional job opportunity: becoming a playboy to satisfy VIP clients. Despite initial hesitation, Tanmay decides to consider the offer. Tanmay undergoes the necessary health checks. He meets Ayushi at her office to discuss the job further. Ayushi arranges a test with Suhani, a young woman, to assess Tanmay’s suitability for the role. Satisfied with his performance, Ayushi confirms his employment and promises to provide his first client contact in two days. Tanmay prepares for this new and unexpected chapter. He wonders about his first client and whether Ayushi might develop feelings for him after witnessing his abilities. After the meeting with Ayushi and Suhani, I waited for two days. The first day was spent reflecting on the encounter with Suhani and the intriguing presence of a hot milf observing our sexual intimacy. It stirred feelings for Ayushi, my boss, who had given me the opportunity to rebuild my finances. The next day, while sipping coffee in the evening, Ayushi called and said, “I’m sharing two contacts with you. One is your client, and the other is a person named Karan who works with us. Call him before meeting your client and keep things confidential.” I assured her, “Yes, I’ll keep things confidential.” She informed me that the meeting was at a coffee shop in Connaught Place at 5 PM. I confirmed, “I’ll be there before the client arrives.” I called Karan and introduced myself. He responded, “Ayushi Madam, told me about you. You have a meeting today, right?” “Yes, Karan, I have a meeting at CP,” I replied. He said, “Madam said our new client might be risky to hand over to a new entrant. When can we meet?” I suggested, “Before the client meeting, probably around 3 PM.” He agreed, “That works for me. I’m off today.” He sent me the location. At 3 PM, I arrived at his location—a fully furnished 2 BHK where he lived alone. He greeted me with a firm handshake. We sat on a couch, and I asked, “Karan, how is this profession working for you?” He replied, “If you satisfy your client mentally and emotionally, you’ll receive a handsome amount, and your issues will be resolved.” I probed further, “Tell me more.” He explained, “You need to be mature because clients can be younger or older. Understand their needs, whether they express them or not. Gauge them through initial conversations before proceeding.” I assured him, “Got it. I’ll do my best and call you after the meeting.” After waving goodbye, I went to the coffee shop in CP, arriving around 4:50 PM. I took a corner seat and waited. At 4:58, I texted my client: “I’ve arrived at the coffee shop. I’m sitting in the right corner, wearing a purple formal shirt and black trousers.” She responded, “I’m coming. I will reach in 10 minutes.” She arrived at 5:05. When she saw me, she approached and asked, “Tanmay?” “Yes, I am,” I replied, shaking her hand. “Have a seat.” She sat across from me and said, “You are so punctual. I like it.” I was struck by her attire—beige pants, a black crop top, a small beige Versace handbag, D&G shades, and a Rolex Oyster Perpetual watch. She seemed to be in her early forties, with dusky skin and brown hair. Her loose dress made it hard to assess her figure. She introduced herself as Sakshi, working in an IT company in Gurgaon and residing in Central Delhi. As I started to introduce myself, Sakshi interrupted, “I know about you. You’re Tanmay, an artist and student.” I replied, “Yes, you know my whereabouts, but there’s more you’ll learn later. I like seeing your eyes while talking.” She smiled and removed her shades, revealing her brown eyes. I asked, “What would you like to have?” She replied, “I need coffee.” Sakshi then shared more about herself. She has a daughter in 8th grade at a boarding school and a husband who works in the same company but on different shifts. Due to his hectic schedule, he couldn’t satisfy her physically, leading her to seek fulfilment elsewhere, which brought her to Ayushi. “It reached this point, and I don’t know what will happen now,” she said. I felt confused, wondering if this was our only meeting or if she would see me again. Our conversation wandered through various topics as I tried to understand her likes and dislikes. After an hour, she said, “It was so nice to meet you, Tanmay.” I responded, “Yes, Sakshi, I also had a wonderful time with you. I hope we will meet soon.” She replied, “Let’s see,” with a cheeky smile. We then parted ways. Back at my place, I texted Ayushi that the meeting was over and asked what was next. She replied, “I’ll let you know if Sakshi is comfortable continuing with you.” The next morning, around 10 AM, Ayushi texted, “Be ready. Sakshi will text the time of the meeting.” Excitement surged through me. I was about to become a gigolo to a VIP client. It was my first opportunity to make a married woman happy, both emotionally and physically. Later, Sakshi texted me to arrive at her flat in Gurgaon by 4 PM and provided the location. My excitement grew. I am an average male with a well-maintained body and a normal-sized cock. The journey to her place was an hour long. I prepared by shaping my beard, cleaning my pubic hair, and checking my erection. After some care, I left for her place in the afternoon.