I got to my apartment and spent the whole day thinking about what had happened, at times I cursed myself for not getting the money, but mainly I thought about William and how wonderful the experience was.
That night I got ready and headed down to the area I worked. At around 7:00 William's truck pulled up. He got out and walked up to me.
"Nicole, you left without letting me give you any money." William said.
"William, I couldn't accept any money for last night. People pay me for sex, last night we made love. I should pay you for an experience like that." I said.
"Nicole please let me pay you for last night." William said.
"No William, I could never accept money for a night like that." I said.
"Then we'll just have to get married." William said.
That comment blew me away.
"What are you talking about?" I asked.
"If you won't let me pay you for making love to you then you'd lose out on a lot of money the 4 or 5 nights per week that I'd like to spend making love to you. I can't have you missing out on that much so I'll have to provide for you another way, as your husband." William said.
Now I'd had men propose to me before, but none of them were serious and I laughed each time one of them asked, but I wasn't laughing at William. He seemed to be very serious, and what's more I found myself considering it. I wasn't going to just jump into anything though.
"William, you don't want to marry me, I've got a past that would shock and terrify you." I said.
"I don't care about your past, all I care about is our future and I want it to be together." William said.
"This isn't exactly the ideal place to be discussing this, what do you say we go have dinner and talk about this." I suggested.
"That's a wonderful idea, our first real date." William said.
We got in his truck and drove to a restaurant far enough away that nobody would easily recognize me.
We sat down and ordered our food then we started talking.
"William last night was an incredible experience, but it isn't a good enough reason to get married." I said.
"You're wrong Nicole; it's more than enough reason if you let it be." William said.
"William, you've been alone for nine months then you have one incredible night with me and now you want to get married. Do you know how crazy that sounds?" I asked.
"I know it's sudden, but last night when we were together I fell in love with you. When I went down on you the first time and when you went down on me we were just having sex, but as I slid into you that first time and I looked into your eyes I fell in love with you. That one instant was enough for me, I knew I was in love with you and I knew I wanted to keep seeing you. When you were gone this morning I was sad, I had planned to talk to you about this when I woke up. I love you and I want to be with you. I'm willing to have you part time if you can't or won't quit what you do for a living and I'll pay you quite well for your company, but if you won't accept my money then my only choice is to marry you." William said.
"Oh William, how I wish I could see the world through your eyes. Julie was a very lucky woman to have a man like you in her life." I said.
"You could be that lucky too." William said.
"I would only bring you pain William, I've got too much baggage." I said.
"I'll gladly help you sort through all of it if you'll marry me." William said.
I looked across the table at that dear, sweet, wonderful man and I could see the longing in his eyes. I allowed my mind to wander a bit and thought of my life ten years down the road. I could either be still turning tricks after my looks had started to fade and after contracting some STDs, or I could be sitting in a warm home with William, maybe have a kid or two, the thought of that gave me a warm fuzzy feeling in my stomach.
"Okay William, here's the deal, I'm not willing to marry you right away, but with the way we connected last night I'm willing to see if there's something special between us. I'll have to limit us to two dates per week to start because I will not let you pay me and I'll still have to make a living. After a month or two we can see where we're at and go from there. How does that sound?" I asked.
"It sounds like a good start." William said.
That was ten years ago. William and I have been married now for just over nine years, I've been retired from the business since two months before we got married. I did contract a couple of STD's before we got married and I infected William, but thankfully we both underwent successful treatment and were given clean bills of health.
We have a 6 year old son Willie and a 4 year old daughter that we named Julie in honor of William's first wife.
When we got married we decided to move so that we could both get away from the memories and concentrate on our happiness together. I was getting away from the memories of my past and my life as a prostitute and William was getting away from the home that he had shared with Julie so that he wasn't reminded of her by every little thing. He felt it would be disrespectful of him to think of her when he was married to me.
Imagine that, the man that had remained faithful to his first wife after her death decided that it was disrespectful to me for him to be constantly reminded of and thinking about Julie.
I am very pleased with the decision I made. I love William and he loves me, and even 10 years later I still get butterflies every time we make love. My years of sexual experience have helped us be a little more creative and adventurous, but it's still just as magical every time.
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