The Interview

But hold up—it gets juicier! To sign up as a gigolo, you have to submit to a medical check-up, and they'll even check out your dick size to match you with your lucky customers. Oh, and don't forget—there's a full-on naked photoshoot involved for your application. Talk about getting vulnerable!

But here's the kicker: they lock you and your client in with a contract to keep things hush-hush. The customers get to pick their gigolo based on the tantalizing details and steamy photos, with the handsome face hidden behind a mask, of course. It's all about the thrill of the chase and the mystery of the encounter!

After fucking those rich, horny sluts, I know it'll take at least five loads to break them completely. Rich bitches always have a strong will, but once they've had a taste of my cock, they'll melt in my hands, eager to obey my every command.

A single dose of my cum is enough to make any woman surrender and beg for more. Once I've claimed their pussies as my own, they will only think of me more. They'll be addicted, desperate for more, and ready to fulfill my every fucking desire.

I checked out their contact details on the website and decided to give them a ring. When I called, they told me to set up an appointment for 1:00 p.m. I said 'sure thing' and locked it in.

I switched to a more fashionable outfit, eager to meet them. Once dressed, I sat on the sofa and browsed the SUDIX App ''My Store'' for tech items. I discovered smart contact lenses with built-in x-ray vision and AI, designed to fit directly onto your eyes.

Looking at the item, I thought, With these lenses, I could see right through that woman's mask and, with the AI, find out her name, wealth, profession—everything. And at $25,000, they're practically a steal.

I realized that only the skills and tech that would help me fuck more women were a top dollar, while everyday enhancements were dirt cheap in comparison.

I swiftly purchased the lenses and put them on. I discovered that I could control their functions with just my thoughts, no voice commands needed. To see through a woman's clothes, I simply had to think about what she'd look like naked. To find out her profession, I just wondered about her career.

The AI, connected to the internet, could fetch any information I wanted. However, its capabilities were limited—it wasn't a full-blown virtual assistant like Jarvis or the Red Queen. Its primary function was to search for and provide target information.

I checked my assets and found that my total had been reduced to $99,000.

I was prepared for the meeting, so I made my way to the location. It was in a remote building, but surprisingly, it looked very luxurious, almost like a five-star hotel.

As I walked through the door, I noticed a reception area. There was a beautiful woman sitting at the reception desk. I approached her and mentioned my appointment. When she looked at me, her eyes seemed to brighten up when she recognized me. She quickly said, "Sir, please wait here for a moment," as she waved her hand to indicate a comfortable sofa where I could sit and wait for my meeting

As I settled down on the sofa, I couldn't help but glance over at the woman at the reception. Curious, I decided to use the AI lens feature. I focused my attention on her and thought the name I had in mind. To my surprise, the name "Angelina" appeared, floating in the air just above her head. It was fascinating! Then, I looked for more information and saw another number—the total assets—floating above her, showing "$120,000." I was amazed at what I could see with this technology!

As I observed Angelina, it dawned on me that, given her role as a receptionist in such a luxurious setting, she must earn a decent salary to have saved up $120,000 in her accounts.

After a brief wait, Angelina stood up and gestured for me to follow her to the meeting room. I complied, stepping into the space as she held the door open for me. However, as I entered the room, she closed the door behind me from the outside, leaving me in an unexpectedly private setting.

Inside, I noticed only one woman present. She had a camera set up and some documents laid out in front of her. There was an air of professionalism about her, and I could sense that this meeting was going to be important. 

As I walked toward her, I noticed her eyes light up when she saw me, as if she had discovered something intriguing. She was dressed in a tailored office outfit that accentuated her figure, giving her a polished yet alluring appearance. She looked to be around 35, with an impressive presence that commanded the room.

As I approached her, she turned her gaze toward me, eyes lighting up like she'd just spotted a prize. I checked her out—she was rocking an office outfit, looked about 35, with a killer rack and a juicy ass. Just looking at her was getting me hard.

She gestured towards the sofa opposite her, inviting me to sit down. As I made myself comfortable, she smiled and introduced herself. 'I'm Barbara,' she said. I returned the smile and introduced myself as well, but I was curious to know more about her.

With a quick thought, I activated the AI in my lenses and focused on her face. The AI quickly provided more details—her real name was Karen, and she had a net worth of $12 million. I was impressed; she was not just attractive, but also wealthy. This was going to be an interesting meeting.

Barbara turned her attention to me, her eyes meeting mine with a keen interest. She began to ask me a series of simple questions, her tone casual yet professional. As she listened to my responses, she started filling out a form that she had brought with her, her pen moving swiftly across the page.

The documents rested on her lap, and she occasionally glanced down to ensure she was recording my answers accurately.