The Charming Celia

Kevin Walter, my coworker, asked me if I wanted to make some serious money.

Of course, I did!

A stunning new hire named Talitha Brown recently joined our company recently. Being fresh out of college, she caught everyone's eye. I was smitten the moment I saw her, promising myself to win her over.

However, my confidence was tanked as I saw her luxury car worth over 60,000 dollars.

She was clearly out of my league, while I was just a broke nobody. I felt unworthy and could not muster the courage to pursue her.

So, I was desperate when Kevin asked if I wanted to make money.

"Where? Show me how!" I said.

If I could make it big, maybe I would have the courage to chase after the woman of my dreams.

Kevin laughed.

"Relax. I've got a group full of rich women. I'll add you to their chat. If you hit it off with one of them, you'll never have to worry about money ever again."

He sent me the group invite and said, "Click this link to join. It's not too crowded yet, so you'd better hurry."

"Come on, man. You're not messing with me, are you? I've seen these groups before. They're just spammy junk."

"Trust me, this one's legit." Kevin opened the chat and showed me.

A user named 'Celia White' had just sent a link to the group. Kevin tapped it, and bam—300 dollars cash gift!

"See? I wasn't lying. Hurry up and join; there's more!" he urged.

I could not resist; I clicked the link and joined the group.

As soon as I entered, a flurry of welcome messages popped up. Then, Celia sent another link. When I opened it, I received a cash gift of 750 dollars.

That was my week's pay!

I was ecstatic. I had only joined the group for three seconds, and I had already made more than I had all week.

Kevin, noticing my excitement, chuckled, "If you really want to make bank, you've got to meet these rich women privately."

"What do you mean?"

"Dude, secret dates," Kevin explained with a sly grin.

"And let me tell you, these ladies are usually… let's just say, very thirsty. If someone like you shows up, they'll drain you alive.

"I met one named 'Rose' a few days ago. She's older, but still charming. She gave me 3,000 dollars for just one date."

I was stunned; that was almost a month's salary for me.

No wonder Kevin had been spending so freely lately; he had found his golden goose.

"You're young and fit. This is your time to cash in. Trust me, you'll earn way more than I do."

Hearing that, I could not help but be tempted.

After work, I treated Kevin to dinner to thank him for introducing me to such an opportunity. I drank a little too much and stumbled home, ready to collapse into bed.

As soon as I lay down, my phone buzzed.

A friend request popped up. It was from Celia, the woman who gifted me a cash gift this morning. I accepted immediately as my heart raced.

I remembered Kevin's story about Rose giving him 3,000 dollars. I wondered how much Celia would give me if she was into me.

She was probably feeling lonely in the middle of the night, just like Kevin said.

Before chatting, I skimmed through her profile. She looked at least ten years older than me, but her photos had a certain allure.

She liked to wear silky white loungewear, showing off her long, fair legs. She definitely looked like one of the mature and wealthy ladies.

I quickly introduced myself and mentioned my hobbies. I got her attention when I mentioned I liked to work out.

"Do you have an eight-pack?" she asked.

"Of course! I can show you," I replied confidently.

I snapped a quick picture of my abs and sent it over.